Chapter 1476 Burnt to ashes

Stop suddenly, turn suddenly, start, start again.

Gawain couldn't tell how many times he had sprinted back and forth, but he didn't care. There was only one thought in his mind.

Diagonal, backhand.

Gao Wen expected that Wawrinka would choose the diagonal line as a breakthrough point, but he completely threw his center of gravity away in the previous shot. The braking function of his feet was not flexible enough, which affected the second start, and the rhythm of the lateral sprint was slightly slowed down. After all, the deciding set was not the same as the first set.

By predicting in advance and reacting in time, Gao Wen bought himself a chance of survival. Maybe it wasn't much, but Gao Wen believed it was enough.

Faith is immortal.

Tap tap tap.

Tap tap tap.

The sound of footsteps hitting the ground continued to hit the eardrums like thunder. The heart almost exploded, the burning blood almost dried up, and there was little primitive power left in the depths of the soul.

However, he still kept running.

Even though every cell and muscle in his body was protesting strongly, he still ran with full concentration, sprinting towards his goal.

Getting closer.

Closer.

The mustard yellow light seemed to be burning and continued to fly towards the doubles area.

tread.

Tap tap tap.

The whole world went into slow motion. Every footstep resounded clearly in his mind. Then Gawain realized that he had to take action.

Otherwise it will be too late.

The two-handed backhand simply cannot be extended, so switch to one-handed holding and hitting the ball with the back, and the whole body is fully extended along the sliding movement.

Swish, swish, swish, the sound of red soil surfing surged and rolled in the air.

Then, there was an overwhelming force of impact on the racket, and everything from the racket to the wrist was shaking violently. It was really difficult to control it with one hand, but Gao Wen already had an idea. He turned the racket face upwards and lightly lifted it.

High ball.

Gao Wen knew what he should do, but the quality and power of the tennis ball did not give him much time, and it flew out with just a slight touch.

Uh ah.

Gawain almost lost control of his center of gravity. He relied on his left hand to support the ground to barely control himself. However, he could no longer care about his own embarrassment. He pushed hard to regain his center of gravity, stood up in a clockwise direction, kept his feet flexible, and prepared to continue defending.

What about tennis? Look up at the sky, the mustard yellow parabola crosses the court, and all heads in the Philippe Chatrier Stadium are raised, as if waiting for the falling of a meteor.

Wawrinka is no exception.

Wawrinka had already reached the net, but halfway there, he realized that the parabola was deeper than he had imagined, so he quickly retreated, observing his position all the way back, his eyes fixed on the coordinates of the tennis ball.

Back off.

Back off again.

Keep backing away.

Until his feet stepped out of the baseline, his eyes followed the tennis ball as it fell to the ground.

Falling, falling slowly, shining brightly for a moment, burning fiercely.

Finally, land.

Out of bounds.

It was very, very close, but in the end it was out of bounds, the entire ball was out of bounds. Just a little bit, just that little bit and it would be back in bounds, just that little bit and it would turn the tide with defense, just that little bit and it would keep the fight going.

However, it was out of bounds after all, without a doubt.

Wawrinka was stunned.

As soon as his palm loosened, the racket fell to the ground. He covered his face with his hands, knelt on his knees, and stared blankly at his player box.

Eyes full of disbelief.

Time, frozen at this moment——

The game is over.

With four serve-winning games and the ninth match point, Wawrinka finally delivered.

"4:6", "6:4", "6:2", "6:7(7)", "10:8".

The entire match took five hours and fourteen minutes and ended here, bringing this thrilling and exhilarating Huashan Sword Contest to an end.

In the end, Wawrinka defeated Glover in a long set. After being eliminated in the first round last year, he wrote a Cinderella fairy tale at Roland Garros this year, miraculously eliminating three top ten players in the world, Berdych, Federer and Glover, and reaching the French Open final for the first time in his career.

Who could have thought that it would be Wawrinka who successfully broke through in the lower half?

More importantly, with a thrilling match, Wawrinka ended Gao Wen's incredible record of 19 consecutive Grand Slam appearances in his career. From the first round of last year's US Open to the semi-finals of this year's French Open, Gao Wen's brilliant record in his ATP debut was finally frozen here.

Shock, astonishment, exclamation——

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As expected, it's Wawrinka.

At last year's Australian Open, Wawrinka defeated Djokovic, the absolute champion of Melbourne Park, and achieved a late bloomer, making his first breakthrough in a Grand Slam in his career.

At this year's French Open, Wawrinka ended the ATP's strongest newcomer in history, Gao Wen's 19-game Grand Slam winning streak, proving that last year's outbreak was definitely not a coincidence.

Perhaps, before the opening of Roland Garros, people had been discussing the key point of Gawain's Grand Slam winning streak. Almost no one believed that Gawain could reach the French Open, that is, the winning streak should end here; but when this day really came, people were shocked.

In such a hearty and soul-stirring way, in such an unyielding and high-spirited way, in such a burning and dazzling way, there was even a hope that Gawain's winning streak could continue, but in the end, it came to an end.

A great match that deserved a great finish and wrote a great story, both for Wawrinka and Gawain.

The world was briefly in shock and bewilderment. Thoughts were surging in the mind, and it was unable to react for a while, and the computer was stuck.

This is true at the Philippe Chatrier Stadium, in the players' lounge, in the commentary booth, and for the millions of viewers in front of their televisions.

However, all this is not important to Gawain.

Wheezing. Wheezing.

He breathed in and out in big gulps, his chest heaving violently like a bellows, his knees could hardly support his body and his steps were shaky.

In fact, Gao Wen had already prepared for the next attack, however, the return ball went out of bounds after all. Although it was very close, out of bounds is out of bounds.

then--

it's over.

That's how it ended.

Even though he saved nine match points, even though he broke three serve games, even though he won the tiebreak on the brink of the fourth set, even though he fought for the chance to play a long set in the deciding set, in the end... the victory still did not belong to him.

Some are unwilling, some are bitter, some are sad.

But, no regrets.

Because Gawain knew that he had tried his best, he had burned himself out, he had fought with all his might until the very last moment, without holding back anything.

When the game was over, the side that performed better and more strongly won the victory. Unfortunately, it was not him.

To be honest, although he was unwilling, he also felt a sense of relief deep down in his heart. His Grand Slam winning streak finally stopped at the threshold of 20. This also shows that he still has shortcomings, not just on clay and grass. After being tempered by the clay season and looking back at the hard court, he still has room for improvement. So he was not able to continue his winning streak. There are still more battles and more challenges waiting ahead in the future.

call.

He let out a long, long breath, then straightened his back, held his head high, and with a smile on his face, he took steps towards the net.

Maybe he lost the game, but he could still walk away with his head held high.

(End of this chapter)