Chapter 1127 Uneasy
"40:15".
Gao Wen raised his chin to take a look at where the return ball landed, and nodded slightly. There was no more expression or movement, not even celebration, his face was just calm.
Gao Wen is aware of the power of Zverev's serve. Serving and receiving are important parts of today's game, so he needs more reference data.
From the first point, Gao Wen was observing Zverev's serving line and testing his own serving feel, looking for opportunities to break the situation.
In fact, if you observe carefully, you can notice that in the previous point, Gawain's return serve was a little long and out of bounds, so Zverev served directly; in this point, Gawain's return serve just hit the baseline, creating a squeeze, which directly led to Zverev's failure to control the return ball.
In Gao Wen's opinion, these two points were tests, and there was more or less a luck factor, so it was not worth celebrating, and further exploration was needed.
However, Gao Wen's calmness and calmness, in Zverev's eyes, are a different scene -
No matter how I look at it, I hate it.
Zverev looked down at the point where Gao Wen's return just landed, took a deep breath, and secretly told himself:
Luck. Pure luck.
Turning around, Zverev asked the ball boy for the ball, and then sorted out his thoughts. Should he continue to press the forehand? Or should he sneak a backhand attack? Zone 1.
Outside corner.
Forehand, forehand, and forehand again. Endless forehand.
Amidst the calculations and counter-calculations, Zverev chose to continue suppressing Gawain's forehand this time, which to some extent could be considered a brilliant move.
Although Gao Wen was not surprised that Zverev chose the outside corner, when he actually saw the ball coming, his reaction speed was still a little slower than the previous point.
Gao Wen did not expect that Zverev would be so persistent. He chose to suppress his forehand for five consecutive serves. It is not sure whether he should be called bold or naive.
The starting speed was a little slow, but fortunately, in order to create an angle, Zverev slowed down the speed of the first serve to 199 kilometers per hour.
With a kick of the ground and a split, Gawain threw his body out. He made a very awkward cut with his forehand and was forced to hit a high ball.
The tennis ball, high and floating, went into the air.
This time was a little different from just now. This time, Gawain's return control was obviously not good enough, and Zverev's first serve power was demonstrated again. Therefore, the parabola of the return ball was high but not far, and the landing point should be...near the baseline of the serving area.
Midfield ball.
Zverev immediately smelled the opportunity, followed quickly, entered the baseline, came to the midfield, and swung his racket impatiently.
In fact, he could have waited a little bit, waiting for the tennis ball to bounce twice when it hits the ground, and then hit it with high pressure; but he refused. He just wanted to be more compact and powerful, and before Gawain could react, he could hit it with high pressure in the air to win the game, which was very domineering.
Push off the ground!
bounce!
Swing!
Press down!
With Zverev's height, he can cover a very wide area when standing in front of the net and can easily intercept the ball in mid-air, but what about his strength?
Because the core strength of the waist and abdomen is not that strong, the force of high pressure in the air is often tight - it is not 100%, but it objectively exists.
Especially when you are nervous.
Zverev tried to exert all his strength, but his hands were still tight at the moment of impact, controlling the racket face and wrist, and the power was not released, completing the high pressure.
Bang! The tennis ball went diagonally back to Gao Wen's forehand position, trying to find a repeat landing point.
However! Gao Wen did not leave. He adjusted his steps slightly, stopped and turned suddenly, and in a blink of an eye he was back to the forehand position. He used his forehand to grab the ball again.
This time, Gao Wen seemed much more calm when hitting the ball. While crossing and changing steps, he gently and leisurely lifted and flicked the ball with his forehand, and the control of the entire parabola was completely under his control.
The tennis ball, like a rainbow, spans the entire court.
Moon ball! But is this really the best choice? The 198cm tall Zverev is like a wall. Standing in front of the net, if you want to hit the ball over his head and into the court, the difficulty of controlling the parabola is extraordinary.
That mustard yellow penetrated into the golden sunlight that filled the sky and the ground, and the blue and green colors surged down, and the whole world opened up before the eyes.
Zverev was adjusting his steps, taking small steps while staring at the tennis ball.
Back off.
Back off.
Still retreating.
Then, the tennis ball began to fall.
Oops!
Zverev realized that the tennis ball might actually be able to go over the top and land on the court, and his step back could no longer keep up.
panic!
confusion!
disturbed!
In a hurry, Zverev jumped up while retreating and made a high-pressure smash with a backward lean, intercepting the tennis ball before it passed over his head.
"ah!"
He soared into the air, fully exerted the strength of his waist and abdomen, pressed down with all his strength, and folded his body inwards.
but--
The downforce is still lacking after all, especially the forehand control in the leaning back state, which does not have enough support.
Huh! The whole audience exclaimed.
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"Out of bounds!"
The linesman's call was very firm, ending the point immediately, and then you could see the audience shouting in disbelief.
incredible!
Zverev had taken the absolute initiative, but in the end, the point went to Gawain.
What's going on?
"40:30".
Just sixty seconds ago, Zverev had three consecutive game points and it would have been easy for him to hold his serve, but in the blink of an eye, there was only one left. Everything happened too quickly.
"ah!"
Zverev bent down, feeling annoyed and depressed. He let out a low roar from deep in his dantian, and could not believe his mistake.
Then, he stood up again, but without looking at Gao Wen, he turned around and went back to the baseline.
Even without eye contact, Zverev could imagine that the guy must be very proud now, and the last thing he needed right now was to see that smug face.
Focus!
He needs to focus.
There is one more game point.
So, what about the next point? Continue to suppress the forehand? Do all six consecutive serves to suppress the forehand? But if he switches to the backhand, wouldn't it be too obvious? Zverev's mind was working quickly, and so was Gawain's.
District 2.
Outside corner.
finally!
Zverev finally made a change and used the classic tactics in the second zone, suppressing the backhand in the outside corner, pulling the opponent out of the court, and establishing an advantage through serving.
pity.
The serve went into the net.
Zverev still hoped to improve the quality of his first serve, but he pressed too hard and it hit the net directly, his first second serve of the game.
The air was slightly tense.
Zverev's heart was beating wildly, the pressure was overwhelming, and all kinds of chaotic thoughts surged:
What if this point is lost again? Will Gao Wen rush for the second serve? What will happen if the score is tied? What tactics should be chosen for the second serve? Return to the forehand position or continue to suppress the backhand? How does Gao Wen predict it?
In fact, what is most needed at this moment is concentration and calmness, but the disturbing thoughts cannot be stopped, and the heart seems to be about to explode.
Second serve.
Outside corner.
For the second time in a row, Zverev chose to suppress Gawain's backhand, which is the most classic tactic in the second zone.
Moreover, this time the serve successfully entered the zone!
(End of this chapter)