Meet Taylor Fritz Son: Facts About the Tennis Prodigys Kid

Alright, alright, let’s talk about this tennis fella, Taylor Fritz, and his young’un. Folks keep askin’ about it, so I figured I’d spill the beans, the way I see it, you know?

Taylor Fritz, the tennis star, yeah, he’s got a kid. A little boy, they say. Born back in 2017, so do the math, he’s, what, seven years old now? Little fella’s name is Jordan.

Now, this Taylor, he wasn’t no old man when he had this boy. Barely a man himself, just 19 years young. Imagine that! Nineteen and already a daddy. Back in my day, nineteen-year-olds were still wet behind the ears, chasin’ chickens and whatnot. But times are different, I guess. They grow up faster these days, or maybe they just get into trouble quicker, ha!

The Momma: The boy’s momma, she’s called Raquel Pedraza. Used to play tennis herself, they say. So, the kid, he’s got tennis in his blood, you could say. Like father, like mother, maybe like son too, who knows?
Young Love: Taylor and Raquel, they were high school sweethearts. You know, those young lovebirds. Got hitched young too, it seems. Though, from what I hear, they ain’t together no more. Things happen, life’s like that, ain’t it? Up and down, like a seesaw.

This Taylor, he’s a big deal in the tennis world. Ranked number four, they say. That’s pretty high up, like sittin’ on top of the henhouse, but for tennis. He’s gotta travel all over, playin’ in them fancy tournaments. Must be hard, jugglin’ a tennis career and bein’ a daddy. But he seems to be doin’ alright. Gotta give him credit for that.

I hear he’s got a new gal now, too. A gal named Morgan Riddle. Met her on one of them fancy datin’ apps, the kind where only special folks can join. Raya, they call it. Sounds like a place for city folk with too much time and money on their hands. She moved to Los Angeles, during that Covid thing, didn’t know nobody, and bam, there she was, datin’ a tennis star. Life’s funny that way, ain’t it? You never know what’s around the corner.

Now, Jordan, the little fella, I don’t know much about him. He’s just a kid, seven years old. Probably likes runnin’ around, playin’ with toys, doin’ what kids do. Maybe he likes tennis, maybe he don’t. Time will tell. Kids are like that, always changin’ their minds, like the weather.

So, there you have it. Taylor Fritz, he’s got a son, Jordan. He’s a tennis star, his ex-wife was a tennis player, and now he’s got a new girlfriend. Life goes on, kids grow up, and the world keeps spinnin’. It ain’t rocket science, just life, plain and simple.

And let me tell ya somethin’ else, raisin’ kids ain’t easy, no matter who you are, whether you’re hittin’ tennis balls or plowin’ fields. It takes a village, they say, and it’s true. Hope that boy’s got good folks around him, that’s all that matters.

This whole story reminds me of my own young’uns, you know. They grow up so fast, one minute they’re in diapers, the next they’re off on their own. You just gotta do the best you can, and hope they turn out alright. That’s all any parent can do, ain’t it?