Sprint around the corner!
Right angle drift!
His steps were as smooth as chocolate, light and agile. Although clay courts were not Gao Wen's strong point, his solid basic skills were still reflected at this time. The dazzling footwork adjustments and strength control were perfectly integrated into it. Then, Gao Wen had already appeared in front of the net.
Small steps, continuous small steps.
Without any laziness, he kept adjusting his pace with small steps and looked up at the sky. Although the sunlight was a bit dazzling, he was standing on the shadow side of the court at this time and accurately found the mustard yellow in the blurred halo. He adjusted himself while tensing up, and was fully prepared.
Push off the ground.
Take off.
Swing the racket.
The high pressure in the air and the momentum are like a rainbow.
Ah! Boom! With a roar of power, the tennis ball was blasted out directly.
Across the field.
Following the diagonal line, he cleared a passage in a mighty manner, like a sweeper, and struck hard towards the big triangle on the right baseline of Tim.
Land!
Explosion!
disappear!
"Game 7, 3:3..."
The referee announced the score directly. Although Tim was still running and trying to defend, it was too late.
"ah!"
Gawain clenched his fists, roared, and swept the entire audience with a sharp gaze. He was like a giant standing tall, and his powerful aura spread.
Ahhh! The Philippe Chatrier Stadium has gone completely crazy—
Wonderful!
Absolutely wonderful!
This is a match that no one should miss. It is worthy of being called the Youth Storm. The two players still presented such a thrilling and tense collision when they fought hard until the third set.
It's tense! It's exciting! There are many climaxes! It's great, it's really great!
The stalemate continued in the seventh game.
In the tie-break, when the total score is six or a multiple of six, the players need to exchange courts. Now the two players complete the first court exchange in a tie.
Then, continue——
"4:3", Thiem showed his tenacity, using a forehand straight line to press the tiny edge of the dead corner of the baseline, creating a winning point to save his second serve point and surpass the score again.
"4:5", Gao Wen was also not to be outdone, and performed strongly in two consecutive serve points, one forehand diagonal shot and the other very suddenly forehand drop shot, successfully holding his serve and taking the lead for the first time.
"6:5", Thiem gritted his teeth and used his forehand to hit three consecutive baseline shots to suppress Gao Wen and force Gao Wen's forehand into the net. He also made a thrilling change of line in a strong backhand confrontation and won the winning point.
Taking inventory, it appeared.
Stalemate.
nervous.
You chase me and I chase you.
In the third set, it was Galen who broke first, but after entering the tiebreak, it was Thiem who completed the mini break first. Although Galen broke back, Thiem still got the set point first. This situation was completely different from the trend of the first set.
At this point, both Tim and Gao Wen have reached their peak performance.
The two players were dancing on the edge of a knife, and any slight mistake could lead to completely different results, and the tension was burning.
Excited! Screaming!
cheer!
The Philippe Chatrier Stadium has gone completely crazy. It's not one-sidedly supporting Gawain, nor is it one-sidedly supporting Thiem. They are cheering for both players, they are cheering for the exciting rounds. Only by watching the game with a neutral mindset can one deeply feel the unique charm of the confrontation between the two strong teams.
But the die-hard fans of the two players might not be so happy. They were so nervous that they couldn't breathe and their hearts almost exploded.
Spectators gradually began to return to the Philippe Chatrier Stadium.
The global live TV signal abandoned other matches that were being played at the same time, including Suzanne Lenglen's Federer and Simon on Court No. 1, and finally focused on Philippe Chatrier. Except for the French local TV stations that were still broadcasting the host match on Court No. 1, the global live signal focused here.
They saw the excitement and the smoke of war, so they all came back.
However, they were all blocked at the entrance of each level of the spectator stands——
They have to wait until the tiebreak is over before they can enter the court, otherwise they might interfere with the game, which no one wants to see.
If it were New York or Melbourne, the audience might not have such patience and would at most wait until the tiebreak before entering the stadium. But in Paris and London, it would not be the case. The audience stood quietly at the entrance of the stands waiting. Although the view was not good, they could still feel the atmosphere on the scene.
The air is burning.
"6:6", Gao Wen unexpectedly chose to serve and volley on his second serve, using a side spin and a large outside angle to pull Thiem out of the court, and then used a two-handed backhand to complete a small ball in front of the net. His perfect touch left Thiem with no chance at all. He stood at the baseline in amazement watching the tennis ball complete two jumps.
Boom! Gao Wen saved his first serve point in an incredible way and saved the first set point.
The two players then need to switch courts for a second time.
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The entire venue was silent, and everyone stared with bated breath, as if the scorching air had melted all the audience.
then--
From "6:7", Gawain's count; to "8:7", Thiem's second count; to "8:9", Gawain's second count; and to "10:9", Thiem's third count.
The stalemate continued all the way.
The further the game went, the better the two players performed. They gave their best performances in their serve points, and neither gave in an inch.
From Gawain to Thiem and then back to Gawain, both players have had set points and saved set points, and this dance on the edge of a knife continues.
The pressure is slowly piling up, and even the serving and receiving phases are filled with tension.
"Oh," the whole audience sighed.
Gao Wen, one shot and the net is cast.
This is the fourth time in a row that Gao Wen has had to face the problem of second serve. The more tense the moment, the more he hopes to improve the quality of his first serve, but the result is not satisfactory.
The pressure brought by the whole situation, the whole stalemate, and the whole state is indeed extraordinary. The audience is even more nervous than the two players:
If he made another serve error at this point, it would be a "goodbye double fault", giving up the entire set victory in the form of a double fault, but no one wants to see such a situation. Such a wonderful game should be fulfilled in a wonderful way -
No matter who wins.
"Hush."
It was not a boo, but a sound signaling silence. When Gawain's first serve went into the net, there was a low commotion at the scene, but it was quickly suppressed by the audience themselves, and silence was restored in the blink of an eye. No one wanted to interfere with the rhythm of Gawain's second serve.
District 2.
Second serve.
Gao Wen chose...
Inner angle.
With a speed of 177 kilometers per hour and a strong sidespin, it continued to spin toward Tim's right after landing.
"ah!"
Thiem had just taken a step off the ground when he realized the secret hidden in Gawain's serve. The strong side spin continued to widen the distance between the tennis ball and him, but Thiem's pace could not keep up. In the end, he could only rely on the extension of his upper body to barely complete a shot to touch the ball under extreme conditions.
Very, very reluctantly.
The arc of the tennis ball was not high, but it had no power and no rotation. It was really difficult for Tim to attach too many things, which also made Tim sound the alarm——
Danger.
The tennis ball flew towards Gao Wen's serving position, but judging from its flight trajectory, its landing point was still good, only one step away from the baseline, so it was not considered a half-court ball.
However, Tim knew that this was not enough for Gawain, far from enough.