Tommy Paul’s Girlfriend Just Nuked His Entire Dating History On TikTok, And Honestly? We Stan
Look, I know we’re all supposed to pretend that professional athletes are these monolithic, sweat-soaked deities who only care about forehands and tax loopholes. But the reality is, these guys are just walking red flags in Nike shorts, and sometimes, the universe delivers the receipts. Enter Tommy Paul, America’s latest tennis darling—the guy who just ripped through the Australian Open like he was trying to catch the last flight out of Melbourne. You’d think we’d be talking about his blistering backhand or his ability to not melt under the Australian sun. Nope. We’re here for the drama, because his girlfriend, Paige Lorenze, just decided to fire a tactical nuke at his entire romantic past, and the fallout is *chef’s kiss*.
For the uninitiated—which is probably most of you who don’t spend your weekends glued to Tennis Channel—Tommy Paul is the new golden boy of American men’s tennis. He’s the guy who beat the brakes off Novak Djokovic’s dreams (okay, just one match, but let us have this), and he’s currently ranked in the top 15. He’s also been dating Paige Lorenze, a model and influencer who’s not afraid to mix it up on social media. She’s the kind of girl who posts a cute photo of them at a steakhouse and then casually drops a story that makes you go, “Wait, what did you just say?”
This week, Paige went on a total scorched-earth TikTok rant. She didn’t just throw shade; she brought a whole umbrella. The video—which has since been viewed like 12 million times because the internet is a trash fire we can’t look away from—started innocently enough. She was doing a “get ready with me” but somehow veered into a full-on deposition about Tommy’s ex-girlfriends. And not just any exes—she specifically called out the “WAG culture” of tennis, implying that the previous girlfriends were basically groupies who only cared about box seats and free rackets.
“I’m just saying,” she said, while applying what I assume is $80 concealer, “some of these girls are just there for the lifestyle. They don’t know a love shot from a lob. I’m here for the man, not the ATP ranking.” Oof. The internet, predictably, lost its collective mind. The comments section is now a war zone of “yass queen” vs. “girl, you’re dating a tennis player, not curing cancer.”
But wait, it gets spicier. She then implied that Tommy’s previous relationship—which was with a well-known model who shall remain nameless because I’m not trying to get sued—was basically a PR stunt. She said, “Some people just want the photo op. They don’t want to sit in the players’ box during a five-setter in 90-degree heat. I’m the one who’s there for the long haul.” For context, Tommy’s ex was spotted at Wimbledon wearing a designer dress that probably cost more than my car, so the shade is *targeted*.
Now, I’m not saying Paige is wrong. But I am saying that airing out your boyfriend’s dating history on a public platform while he’s trying to focus on a Grand Slam is a choice. It’s a *bold* choice. It’s the kind of choice that makes you wonder if Tommy Paul is currently in couples therapy or just staring at a wall wondering how he got here. The man just played the match of his life, and instead of being asked about his serve, he’s probably getting DMs from his mom asking, “Honey, why is Paige talking about the girl from the US Open party in 2022?”
The AITA brigade has already weighed in, and it’s split down the middle. Half the internet is like, “YTA for trying to drag another woman for liking tennis culture. You’re both dating the same guy. You’re not special.” The other half is like, “NTA, she’s just defending her relationship from the haters. Also, the ex was a clout chaser.” Me? I’m sitting here with my popcorn, watching this unfold like a slow-motion car crash at the French Open.
Here’s the thing about sports WAGs: they’re either invisible or they’re a whole-ass storyline. Remember when Taylor Swift showed up at the Chiefs game? That’s a whole ecosystem. Paige Lorenze is clearly trying to carve out her own lane, and she’s doing it by burning down the highway. But let’s be real—this is peak toxic relationship energy. You don’t just “casually” mention your boyfriend’s exes unless you’re either (a) insecure, (b) attention-seeking, or (c) both. And honestly? I respect the hustle. Tennis is boring. The drama is what keeps us watching.
We haven’t even gotten to the best part: the replies from other tennis girlfriends. Oh, yes. The WAGs are *organized*. One of them—a girlfriend of a top-20 player—posted a TikTok response that was basically a masterclass in passive aggression. She said, “I love supporting my man, and I love the girls who support theirs. We’re all in the same boat. No need to sink anyone else’s.” That’s a “bless your heart” if I’ve ever heard one. Another one, who’s dating a doubles specialist, straight-up said, “Some girls are just mad they didn’t get the bag.” Burn.
So where does this leave Tommy Paul? Probably on the practice court, hitting forehands, and pretending he doesn’t have a phone. But the internet doesn’t forget. The receipts are forever. Next time he loses a set, the comments are gonna be flooded with “Paige wouldn’t have let that happen” or “His ex would’ve
Final Thoughts
Tommy Paul’s trajectory proves that in modern tennis, a relentless work ethic and tactical maturity can sometimes outshine raw firepower—his steady climb through the ranks feels more earned than gifted. Yet, watching him, I can’t shake the sense that he’s still a tier below the true elites; his game lacks that one transcendent weapon or moment of sheer unpredictability that separates a top-10 fixture from a Grand Slam champion. The verdict: Paul is a consummate professional and a credit to the tour, but unless he finds a way to inject a touch of genius into his grind, his legacy will be that of a very good player who just missed greatness.