Chapter 1480 A Respect
Papa...Gawain...
The sound waves were still surging in the Philippe Chatrier Stadium, but they gradually disappeared and faded away with the footsteps. The noise, the clamor, and the surge were left behind. Gawain continued to walk resolutely, and his blank brain seemed to finally come back to his senses and think again.
He hadn't noticed it just now, but when he stood at the stairs and looked at the deep staircase tunnel, he realized again that he was physically exhausted. His weak knees could hardly support him, and he took a breath without realizing it. He might need a little courage to take a step towards the abyss before him.
Deep, dark, and steep, it looks like a stairway to hell.
Calm down and take it slow. If he doesn't want the front page headlines tomorrow to be about him rolling down the stairs performing Mr. Bean, he needs to be careful.
Holding the handrail of the stairs, I went downstairs step by step——
A figure appeared in front of him, then climbed up the stairs and joined him.
Pelt.
"Martin..."
Gawain looked at Pert's outstretched hands, but before he could say anything, Pert met Gawain's gaze with a determined look.
"Gawain, sometimes, it is allowed for me to help you."
Although Gawain did not speak, Pert knew Gawain well enough to see through Gawain's thoughts at a glance and even spoke first.
Gawain looked at Pelt, his smile paused for a moment, and he said nothing more. He handed the equipment bag to Pelt, but still insisted in a brisk tone.
"Let me go down the stairs by myself. I think this is a good opportunity to exercise my physical fitness."
Pelt immediately thought of the Australian Open final. After the game, he hoped that Gawain could seize the opportunity to train his physical fitness, which was a breakthrough. As a result, he had some disagreements and disputes with Sampras.
But at this moment, seeing Gawain's sincere face and a small joke, Pelt felt a little uncomfortable -
At that time, they were winning the game, full of energy and ambition. They needed to guard against arrogance and keep working hard. There was a hint of complacency behind the advice.
But now that they had lost the game, his mouth was full of bitterness and regret that he hadn't had time to digest. The mixed taste was rolling on the tip of his tongue, but Gawain was not dejected or depressed. Behind his hard work there was an lingering loneliness.
Today, Pelt witnessed the entire game with his own eyes, witnessed Gawain fighting unyieldingly until the very last moment, witnessed Gawain burning up his last bit of energy, witnessed Gawain's high morale keeping the suspense until the very last second. He knew how much Gawain had paid, and also knew what this failure meant to Gawain.
My mouth is full of bitterness, but I feel so empty that I don’t know how to express it.
Pert looked at Gawain, but he didn't have time to speak, nor did he know how to speak. Then Gawain patted him on the shoulder and continued walking forward.
His posture was a bit awkward, as he held onto the handrail of the stairs, trembling and staggering forward. It was obvious at a glance that his knees and thighs had no strength, and his center of gravity was swaying. If he was not careful, he might fall down. But Gawain always kept his back straight, his head held high, and moved forward stubbornly and proudly on his own strength.
One step, then another.
Pert only felt his eyes slightly red, and he quickly turned his head away in embarrassment to hide his turbulent emotions, and then quickly followed.
Carefully, he followed Gawain, staring at him intently, ready to protect him at any time, but in the end, Pelt did not stop Gawain.
Because Pert knew that this young guy's stubbornness and maturity were far beyond his imagination. He should respect Gawain's choice and believe in Gawain's choice.
When we returned to the underground floor from the ground, we could see Djokovic and Murray preparing to play. Both of them were ready. When they saw Gawain, Murray was in front and Djokovic was behind. They both came up and hugged Gawain to express their comfort.
And respect.
Gawain's eyes moved back and forth between the two people for a moment, and he smiled slightly. "Sorry, it took a long time. You must have been getting impatient. I suggest that you submit a protest to the tournament director. It would be best if my matches were held on other courts in the future."
A joke and a double entendre instantly made everyone burst into laughter.
Murray also joked, "It's okay, it's okay. I had it easier than you. I slept soundly for several hours while getting a massage. I don't know what happened. So, let's meet in the final?"
Lu Qian pursed his lips seriously and said, "Roland Garros might be a little difficult, how about Wimbledon?"
Murray snapped his fingers and said, "Very good, very good, this is fine."
Djokovic, who was standing nearby but said nothing, shook his head slightly and said, "That's good. You can continue to dream."
Hahaha! Everyone burst into laughter, and the atmosphere was extremely lively.
Pelt just stood quietly by. He has never been a talkative person. When he coached other players in the past, like Ferrer and Davydenko, they were all introverted, shy and cautious. They have been in the ATP for many years, but their scope of activities has never been expanded.
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But at this moment, looking at Gawain who was talking and laughing, Pelt was somewhat impressed——
Although it has not been long since Gao Wen entered the ATP and turned into a professional player, he has proved himself through one brilliant performance after another and won the love of fans; he has also won a place among the top players and can talk and laugh with the four giants and get along well with them.
Especially Nadal.
Nadal does not have a good talent for languages. When he was young, he repeatedly ran into obstacles because he was not good at English. In addition, he himself is relatively shy and low-key. Unless the other party takes the initiative, he still likes to stay in his comfort zone, often in the Spanish-speaking circle.
However, now, Nadal and Gao Wen are breaking down the language barrier little by little and becoming friends, just like Federer, fighting hard on the court, winning the respect and admiration of their opponents with outstanding performances, and slowly establishing connections off the court and finally developing friendship.
There is no doubt that this is an ability and a talent.
The same is true for Djokovic and Murray in front of us.
Especially after two incredible journeys at this year's Australian Open and French Open, it can be clearly felt that Gao Wen has truly integrated into the ATP family.
After exchanging a few more pleasantries, Gawain did not continue to disturb the two men's preparations. They needed to stay focused and slowly get into the game state; while Gawain needed to go to the physiotherapy room for a massage, as he still had a lot of work to do after the game.
Leaving them and turning a corner, the view widens and the player lounge opens up in front of you. You can see a group of staff members bustling about. When Gawain appears, there is thunderous applause and smiling faces welcome the Warriors' return in another way.
Maybe Gawain lost the game, but he is still the winner.
At the front of the crowd, Gao Wen saw Jiang Yanyun at a glance.
(End of this chapter)