Chapter 1271 Circus Performance
The situation is irreversible.
Pospisil was very discouraged.
When he saw Sok make a mistake in his volley at the net, he did not give up. His first reaction was to move quickly to make up for the defense and fill the gap. Even if he could not predict it, he needed to distract Gawain's attention and affect Gawain's shot selection to make a final attempt for this point, even if it was in vain.
But what about Sok?
Sok, however, was playing around, like a circus performer, treating the game as a complete joke.
Looking at Sok who turned around and stuck his butt out, Pospisil, who was running as fast as he could to make up for the defense, felt like a fool doing useless work.
Damn it!
Pospisil had to try his best to control his urge to swear.
However.
Sock seemed very satisfied with his little joke. It was not enough for him to celebrate with Gawain and Dimitrov. He went back to the baseline and pulled Pospisil to celebrate together. He raised his right hand high, took brisk steps, and trotted back, almost humming a nursery rhyme.
Pospisil: ...
Although Pospisil raised his right hand and high-fived Sok to celebrate, his expression did not seem to be in the mood to celebrate at all.
Sok noticed his partner's mumble, "What's wrong?"
"What's wrong? This is not a circus." Pospisil cursed under his breath.
Sok was very surprised.
A game is a game, and winning or losing is very important; but this should not be everything. A little bit of entertainment is also very important to add to the fun. Otherwise, wouldn’t life be too boring? Moreover, the game is one thing, and life is another. They are all good friends outside the court, so there is no need to be so serious.
Sok thought Pospisil should have some sense of fun. After all, wasn't he the one who kept saying "Relax, it's just a joke"? But what was going on now?
He pulled back a little, raised his hands and made a downward motion, "Oh, oh, oh, calm down, man, there's no need to get mad."
"Jack!" Pospisil's temper suddenly flared up.
This time, Sok took the initiative and shook his head to stop Pospisil. "If we go one step further, it will become a real circus performance."
Pospisil knew the truth of what Sok said and barely controlled himself.
Sok didn't want to argue about these things with Pospisil, and reason took the reins.
"Vasek, relax, you need to relax."
"I know you want to win, believe me, so do I, but if you continue in asshole mode, I don't think you'll win."
"As for the circus, we can return to the locker room and slowly investigate. By then, we will still have a lot of time."
"May I?"
Pospisil turned his head away sullenly and said nothing.
But Sok didn't give up, because the game was still going on and they didn't have time to act like a child, so he asked again.
"Vasek?"
Pospisil responded sullenly.
"Um".
Then, without saying anything more, he walked straight to the bottom line and responded with action to show that he was ready.
This little episode didn't take up too much time, only a dozen seconds in total, but the atmosphere on the scene still changed subtly.
This time, not to mention Dimitrov, even many of the audience noticed something unusual. Something obviously happened between Pospisil and Sok.
At this time, most of the audience were still cheering, screaming and whistling. The second set of the game was really dull and they needed some vitality.
But in the spectator stands near the baseline on the side of the Sok combination, one could clearly see the gloom and depression that was out of place in the cheerful atmosphere of the whole stadium.
The audience was confused.
They didn't know about the little episode before the game, so they had no way of knowing how important Pospisil was to the game, or how angry and depressed Pospisil was about Sok's little trick. They even had a lot of question marks in their heads: Wasn't Sok's little move just now interesting?
However, they can see the live scores, which is the best reason——
Perhaps Pospisil was just unhappy with the score and eager to win? The problem is that in the second set, the advantage of the Gao Wen and Sock combination was already very obvious. Can the Sock combination still turn the situation around? Of course, if possible, the audience bought tickets to enter the venue, naturally hoping to see more exciting and more intense games, and get their money's worth.
Moreover, no one should forget that the Sock combination is the second seed of this tournament and is also the more favored side to win this game, but now -
???
Something seems to be wrong.
Judging from the score of the second set, it seemed to be one-sided, completely breaking people's expectations.
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Therefore, the audience thought that Pospisil was too frustrated. They were worried that the Sock combination would simply give up the game, which would be too disappointing. So, the applause and cheers were directed towards the weaker side, and the audience enthusiastically called on the second seed to regroup.
"Jack! Pah!"
"Vasek! Pah!"
A shout, two high fives, and cheers and encouragement gradually spread out, circling over the center court of Monte Carlo.
"Vasek!"
Gradually, some spectators could be seen standing up and shouting to Pospisil, hoping that the young Canadian player could have a little entertainment spirit and that there was no need to dwell on Sok's actions. Instead, he should open his mind and let go and truly enjoy the game.
Fans didn't buy tickets to see him throw a tantrum.
Noisy, surging, boiling.
On the center court, after being drowsy for more than half an hour, I finally regained my energy.
It is a bit regrettable that because this is a semi-open stadium, it is difficult to gather the sound; plus, the open side is facing the sea, and the sea breeze is howling. Those shouts and cheers are quickly swept up in the strong wind, weakening their power, and the momentum cannot be formed.
No one could be sure whether it was because of this reason that Pospisil, a young man who should have been full of energy and enthusiasm and could be ignited by a little passion, was not inspired and was unable to unleash his inner strength. The few remaining sparks in the second set were quickly extinguished.
To be more precise, it was extinguished.
Pospisil still hopes to create a confrontation and turn the situation around, but he still needs to ask his opponent's opinion.
Obviously, Gawain and Dimitrov disagreed.
Rotate.
This became the final turning point of the second set.
Although Pospisil is still making some attempts, Gawain initially demonstrated his excellent understanding of rotation, with different variations, techniques and combinations of rotation shots, coupled with changes in lines and landing points. This also enriched Gawain's game content, giving him a feeling of strolling in a garden.
In this regard, Pospisil is obviously still not used to the local climate.
Although he performed well in Monte Carlo this week and reached the doubles final with his partner Sock, don't forget that the four players in the final were all competing in a clay court tournament for the first time this season. They are all in the stage of adapting to the clay, and when it comes to the critical moment, the gap in adaptation becomes apparent.
(End of this chapter)