Timing all wrong for Murray
It's slightly ironic that at a time when shortening the tennis calendar has never been a more important priority, Andy Murray is raging towards the end of the year, probably wanting the season to continue all the way through until the Australian Open in January.
Such is the peculiarity of tennis that this important Asian swing and the subsequent European indoor season leads nowhere of really true significance for the elite players.
Yes the Barclays ATP World Tour Finals are soon upon us, the O2 ready to host for a third year, but all the majors have been played and the next Grand Slam prize isn't awarded for three and a half months.
Murray celebrates his latest success with his Terracotta likeness. Picture: Getty
How Murray, for whom a welcoming party and red carpet was arranged at his hotel, must want one to magically appear next week. He has won 24 of his last 25 matches and four of his last five tournaments.
Maybe he should view The Australian Open as the end of the previous season - a March to January calendar - and take his off-season break in February!
With Roger Federer, fatigued and out of action, slipping to four in the world for the first time since before his first major in June 2003, Rafael Nadal at a loss to explain unexpected defeats and Novak Djokovic feeling the effects of a monumental season, Murray is unquestionably the form man.
This was an eighth Masters title from nine finals played, a hugely impressive ratio. But he would trade them all for a first major and that dream-making quest continues.
Federer may have skipped the Asian freeways this year, getting overtaken by Murray's superfast sports car, but - extending this dubious analogy - one imagines Roger holding his 16 majors out of the window of a classic Aston Martin smoking a cigar.
So does this impressive Asian hat-trick leave him any closer the one he really wants?
It's impossible to suggest a best-of-three-set win over David Ferrer helps him avoid a best-of-five-set loss to Rafa Nadal, but what can't be disputed is that this domination, this quantity of victories, can only be of benefit.
He feels a better player than this time last year, and he looks it. He feels more confident after winning four titles from his last five, and he looks it.
This time last year nobody predicted that Novak Djokovic, with only slight tweaks to his game, would suddenly become a world-beating super power. We are surely not too hung up on Murray's perceived failings to regard him any less capable than Novak to do something similar.
Of course it's almost impossible for Djokovic's annus-miraculous to be repeated, but Murray doesn't need revolution. These successes in Bangkok, Tokyo and Sanghai are part of the evolution, with experience gained and confidence increased, towards something bigger in Melbourne, Paris, London or New York.