Roland-Garros has seen thousands of them pass. Agile and stealthy silhouettes. Croupetons at the net or straight like an “i” from the baseline. There were young adults, fathers of families, American students. But when we talk about the Roland-Garros ball collectors, we instinctively think of children and adolescents dreaming of approaching their idols and experiencing the tournament from the inside. Gréta, Isabelle, Kenza, Pierre, Matthieu, Vincent, Paolo remember.