Personal and Family Life
Sampras's older sister, Stella, is the women's tennis head coach at UCLA, and his younger sister, Marion, is a teacher in Los Angeles. His older brother, Gus, has been tournament director at the Scottsdale ATP event, but from 2007 he became president of the firm managing Pete's business activities.
In the late 1990s, he dated actress Kimberly Williams-Paisley.
On September 30, 2000, Sampras married American actress and former Miss Teen USA, Bridgette Wilson. On November 21, 2002, their son, Christian Charles, was born. On July 29, 2005, the couple welcomed their second son, Ryan Nikolaos. They reside in Lake Sherwood, California.
Sampras has β-thalassemia minor, a genetic trait that sometimes causes mild anemia.
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