Chapter 1479: Reluctant to Leave
There is no doubt that tennis fans living in such an era are happy and lucky.
They witnessed the Big Four joining forces to push the ATP event to a new height, and even fully opened up the promotion of tennis on a global scale.
Now, they are witnessing the comprehensive rise of a new generation. From the Mesozoic generation to the new generation and then to the younger generation, they have emerged one after another like mushrooms after a rain, forming a challenger alliance and launching a powerful attack on the dominance of the Big Four, truly making men's tennis blossom.
From New York to Melbourne to Paris, they followed Courant all the way, witnessed history, and became an important part of tennis history, and finally ended in such a magnificent way at the Philippe Chatrier Stadium. Courant deserves all the praise and respect.
Then, the Parisian audience had no reservations any more, they stood up and applauded, the whole place cheered, and a mighty thunder roared down.
And it's not just them. Chinese audiences are no exception, or to be more precise, they are more involved, more immersed, and more empathetic than anyone else.
At this moment, it is already 11:20 p.m. local time in the East 8th District. More than 60 million viewers are watching the live broadcast of this semi-final through different channels. The thunderous cheers and applause are spreading across the Chinese mainland, embellishing the magnificence of the late night with splendor.
Perhaps, this was just a semi-final, and in the end, the ratings were not able to break the peak figures of Li Na's French Open title. However, don't forget that it was a victory, a championship, and now, it is a defeat, a farewell that ends with regret.
Sixty million people witnessed a failure with their own eyes, but were still overwhelmed with emotion.
One by one, everyone straightened their backs and applauded Gao Wen, cheering for a failure, because they witnessed another side of competitive sports.
No one can sleep tonight.
Zhan Jun took a deep breath. He understood Hu Litao's silence, 100%. Even though he had been through many battles, he had seen such scenes time and time again. Thousands of words were rushing through his chest, but words were not enough to accurately describe his feelings. In the end, he just listened quietly.
Philippe Chatrier Stadium is "speaking"——
"Perhaps, the Parisian audience is arrogant, picky, demanding, tricky and difficult to serve, as if only Federer can satisfy their taste; but at the same time, the Parisian audience is also professional, enthusiastic, proud and wholehearted, always becoming the most important part of tennis in their own way."
"Just like now—"
Zhan Jun's words ended here. No one else spoke. The director cut the audio to the scene, and the Philippe Chatrier Stadium spoke for itself.
More beautiful than any praise, greater than any record.
"Pah! Gawain!"
"Pah! Gawain!"
The mountains roared and the sea shook the earth.
Gawain was also stunned. He had never expected that the demanding French audience would see him off in such a way, as well as Wawrinka who was standing on the court and looking at him with a determined gaze.
Those sounds, those heat waves, surrounded me in a bustling manner, and my blood began to boil little by little.
Indeed, there are no regrets, that's the truth.
He has already left all his energy, enthusiasm and fighting spirit on the court. Even if he had to do it again, he was not sure the result might be different. Therefore, he had no regrets and was able to face the result of the game calmly and accept the failure with dignity.
However, having no regrets does not mean there will be no ups and downs.
Starting from New York, this Grand Slam journey was really incredible. He never thought that he could win the US Open championship, nor did he think that he could reach the top of the Australian Open throne. Instead, at the French Open, the confidence in his Grand Slam winning streak brought him some confidence and expectations.
Unfortunately, the 19-game winning streak came to an end today.
This was an adventure, an incomparable adventure. If he deleted the records and started from scratch, he was not sure whether he could replicate it perfectly; but it didn't matter, because he had already experienced it once, a unique journey, and proved with practical actions that dreams would eventually come true.
It's over, the 19-game winning streak is frozen like this. The bitterness, the unwillingness, the loss, are surging on the tip of my tongue. I turn around and look at the splendor and grandeur in front of me. The intertwined emotions of happiness and sadness surge up. Even I didn't expect that my throat choked slightly.
But...but! This is not the final period, but a period that represents a brand new beginning.
When you turn around and leave, the Grand Slam journey will start again, and then write a completely different journey:
Maybe he'll have another great winning streak, maybe even more than nineteen, and catch up with Federer's Grand Slam winning streak.
Maybe he'll be eliminated in the first round, suffer consecutive losses in a Grand Slam for the first time in his career and be eliminated in the first round of a Grand Slam for the first time, and then start to rethink his game.
Everything is possible.
But it is precisely because of the unknown and the countless possibilities that adventure becomes fascinating.
He knows that there are still many challenges waiting for him. The battle will really begin after the end of today. He will finally become a veteran of the tour. Without the aura of a newborn rookie, the courage of a newborn calf that is not afraid of a tiger is no longer bright. This is the real beginning of a long professional career.
So, there is no need to be sad or lost, he should hold his head high and look forward to the new adventure that is about to come.
Look, who can resist such a stage? "Pa pa! Gawain!"
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"Pah! Gawain!"
The whole stadium was surging and thundering, and the whole world was covered with a faint golden glow. The dark clouds that had been hanging over the head briefly dispersed, and the warm sunlight surged on the Philippe Chatrier Stadium. In a trance, it seemed as if I could see the vast ocean outside the Monte Carlo Stadium.
Boundless, sparkling, the world has no end.
An indescribable emotion surged up, then turned into a smile at the corner of his mouth, rising and blooming.
Gao Wen also raised his hands high and clapped his palms together to applaud the audience, thanking them for their support and for being a part of the competition.
It is his honor and pride to stand on the Philippe Chatrier Stadium and complete such a peak competition, giving his all without reservation.
He has no regrets.
Applause, for Wawrinka, for the audience, for the Philippe Chatrier Stadium, and also for himself.
"Thanks!"
Gao Wen said.
Then, he turned around, held his head high, strode forward, and left the court, leaving the stage and all the excitement to Wawrinka.
Today should belong to him.
His battle at Roland Garros has ended; next, they will continue to fight on their own stage and wait for the next meeting. Just imagining it, Gawain can't wait to return to the training ground, looking forward to meeting Wawrinka again.
As for this moment, the stage and the lights should be left to Wawrinka, he deserves it.
(End of this chapter)