2084 Roaring and boiling
Push the ground and brake.
Push your legs and exert force.
From emergency braking to secondary starting, Gao Wen was fully alert.
Because he knew that he was facing Djokovic, any slightest bit of luck or slackness could lead to the failure of this point.
At the same time, he also knew that he was in a passive position, being at the mercy of others, and the whole situation was very difficult, but Gawain was not prepared and would not sit still and wait for death.
Tennis is like this. Sometimes you feel that the only thing you can do is to give up, but you still can't give up. The moment you give up, the point and the game are over. The only thing you need to do is to keep fighting, keep trying, and keep fighting back with the few weapons you have left.
At this moment, that is the case.
Gawain was helpless. Although he had tried his best, the quality of his lob was still a little lacking. There was no way out. The space for swinging the racket was too small. He could already see Djokovic preparing to smash the ball with a high force. So, what else could he do now? Stay calm and observe.
Judgement, interference.
Gawain did not surrender.
While making an emergency stop, turning and starting a second time, he calmly observed and captured the details.
Then, Gawain noticed——
Djokovic had already jumped on the spot, and from the perspective of his shoulders and arms, this should obviously be a forehand diagonal high-pressure smash.
Slash?
At the first moment, Gao Wen ran towards the right side of the court which he had completely cleared.
Tap, tap, tap.
At lightning speed, Gawain's speed continued to soar in the chaos and turmoil. Although his knees were trembling, his calves were burning, his center of gravity was drifting, and his internal organs were colliding, Gawain's movements were always firm and his eyes were fixed on Djokovic.
Push. Push. Push.
The roar created ripples under the soles of the feet.
Right at this moment.
In just a moment, a split second, in a fleeting moment, Gawain captured Djokovic's stroke.
straight line?
Oops!
Obviously, Djokovic noticed Gawain's lateral movement. High pressure in the backcourt has never been Djokovic's strong point. Because his hitting posture is not accurate, his high pressure can rarely be fully exerted, that is, it is not smooth and the power cannot be combined.
In other words, if Djokovic's high-pressure smash line is discovered, he often cannot score a winning point.
then.
In a split second, Djokovic twisted his waist and rolled his arms, changing the line of the ball from a diagonal line to a straight line at the last moment.
Oops.
Gao Wen's heart sank, and he immediately realized the crisis, and his high-speed footsteps suddenly braked.
With the right leg, he kicked hard.
The endless reaction force swept up like a tidal wave, my calves stiffened, my knees went numb, and I was almost unable to move.
There is no way to start again and change direction.
His feet were temporarily nailed to the spot, and he watched helplessly as Djokovic completed a straight high-pressure sweep from 60 degrees above his head. The sound of the ball, which was neither solid nor crisp, exploded muffledly amid the roaring ripples, causing a commotion in the entire stadium.
That’s all.
It doesn't take a genius or a professional to see that Gawain made a mistake in prediction and failed to return to his position in time, allowing Djokovic to seize the opportunity and win with this high-pressure shot.
This point ended like this.
Pop.
Djokovic still failed to exert enough force on his high-pressure ball, and even his racket swing was particularly awkward because he changed the trajectory of the ball at the last moment.
Tennis ball, falling fast.
Everything just stopped. Gawain's calves and knees were completely paralyzed, Djokovic's shots were suspended in the air, and the audience opened their mouths.
Staring, watching, anxiously——
Pop.
The tennis ball hit the net lightly yet heavily, stirring up a wave of white foam.
Crash.
My scalp tingled.
Lower the net.
Djokovic's high-pressure ball actually went into the net.
"ah!"
Gawain clenched his fists and roared, then leaped high into the air, the murderous look in his eyes engulfing the entire O2 Stadium.
He did it.
In the desperate situation where "there was nothing to do except giving up", he fought hard for a glimmer of hope and turned the situation around in an incredible way.
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“Ahhhh!”
Gawain released all his emotions without reservation, and his powerful voice filled the entire venue, leaving only a roar that lasted for a long time.
Across the net, Djokovic was stunned and dumbfounded.
Turning around, Djokovic looked towards his player box, his eyes full of question marks. He couldn't believe that he actually missed the shot.
How did all this happen? Djokovic stood there with his hands on his hips, staring at his players' box, his chest rising and falling violently.
For a moment, I couldn't tell what emotion it was, anger, annoyance, depression, frustration or something else, there was only a ball of fire burning.
"God, how did this happen?"
"Oh, God."
"Even watching the replay, I still can't believe how this could have happened."
"Djokovic has completely controlled the situation. From the serve, he left no chance for Gawain. There was no gap at all. However, Gawain did not give up. He fought hard, he maneuvered, he fought back..."
"Wait, Jesus Christ..."
"From this slow-motion replay, Djokovic was originally going to smash the ball diagonally, but because he noticed the direction of Gawain's movement, he changed his shot route at the last moment, which made his shot posture awkward. He did not exert full force, and his racket control did not meet expectations, which led to the return ball going into the net."
"God!"
"We may need to wait until the game is over before confirming this with Djokovic himself."
"For players at the level of the Big Four, they are unlikely to miss even one out of a hundred high-pressure shots, whether in practice or in actual competitions, even in Grand Slam finals; but that's what happened, and Gawain scored this point with his unyielding spirit and high morale."
"Unbelievable, really...unbelievable."
In the commentary booth, McEnroe had lost the ability to speak. He sighed repeatedly like a heartless robot, his scalp tingling in waves.
The O2 Arena is no exception.
"Fight!"
Perhaps they could not see the details that McEnroe saw, but they could still see Gawain's previous struggles and fights, and his warlike demeanor was clearly visible.
This was the Gawain they were familiar with.
"Fight!"
From screaming to roaring to applause, finally all the noise turned into neat shouts, and the energy released by the crazy heartbeat and boiling blood was condensed into a rope and released in a mighty manner. The whole stadium echoed and roared with this storm for a long time.
All rationality, calmness and composure are all burned out at this moment. Just enjoy, feel and immerse yourself, and make yourself a part of this feast.
Boom, boom, boom, that is the heartbeat of the audience and also the heartbeat of the O2 Arena.
In the ninth game of the first set, after a stalemate of 17 minutes and 36 seconds, Gao Wen broke the serve again.
(End of this chapter)