Chapter 501: The Heart of a Champion
"Break Successfully!"
Zhan Jun found that his voice was trembling slightly. No matter how hard he tried, he was unable to control the surging emotions in his chest. His eyes became warm and swollen without him noticing.
Ah! Ah! The entire Arthur Ashe Stadium went crazy. No one could believe their eyes. Every figure stood up with their blood boiling. They stared at the stadium with astonishment and surprise. They cheered, roared, and screamed to vent their passion, like an erupting volcano.
It's not just Flushing.
In China, across the Pacific Ocean, it is the darkest moment before dawn. However, figures cheering and shouting in front of televisions and computer screens are dotted all over the Chinese continent, and pairs of burning eyes are fixed on the brilliant Chinese red transmitted by the TV signals.
My heart is pounding!
"Break success! "
“Unbelievable, really unbelievable!”
"After saving three consecutive break points and set points, Gao Wen broke Cilic's serve in one go and took the lead again in the third set, about to usher in his first service victory in his first Grand Slam."
"At the critical moment, Gao Wen showed unparalleled composure, decisive moves, bold tactics, and strong performance, truly bursting out the temperament of a champion. In the fierce battle of the third set, he held on tightly and turned the situation around at the critical moment."
"Now, Gao Wen is four points away from winning the first men's Grand Slam trophy in Asian history."
As soon as he said this, Zhan Jun felt a surge of hot blood choking his throat and he lost his composure.
He knew, he knew it all. The closer he was to victory, the more he needed to stay calm. Otherwise, even if match point appeared, a complete reversal was still possible. At this moment, the most important thing for Gao Wen was to stay focused. As a commentator, Zhan Jun needed to remain calm and objective.
But he couldn't do it.
Looking at the boiling crowd in the venue, Zhan Jun's heart also began to surge.
Hu Litao next to him tried to help his commentator partner, but found that all the words were stuck in his throat. He had a lot to say but didn't know where to start. In the end, he just said a simple line:
"... Let's focus on Gao Wen's serve."
Ahhh! The whole stadium roared with cheers and thunder. The entire Arthur Ashe Stadium erupted with incredible energy. This was a scene that had never appeared in today's game.
Perhaps, the calmest and most stable people in the whole game were the two players on the court.
For Cilic, he has no way out, and giving it a try is his only option. By taking a desperate measure, he can focus on the game.
For Gawain, he knew he needed to stay focused and put aside all the championships and victories for the time being, because the third set was very tense. He lost two service games and Cilic lost three. This also meant that when it came to his own service game, his lead was still not safe.
What's more, in this year's US Open, he has never won a match in straight sets.
Focus. Focus. Focus.
This was the only thought in Gao Wen's mind at this moment, focusing on this game and this point, avoiding interference from off-field factors. However, things were not that simple.
"Double fault!"
"Ah, Gawain made his second double fault of the match, and also his second in the third set. It can be seen that the pressure of this game still affected his concentration. We need to be understanding. After all, Gawain is only 18 years old, and this is only his first Grand Slam."
"Anyone in their first Grand Slam final may have psychological fluctuations, everything is understandable, but Gao Wen needs to calm down quickly."
Before the commentator could finish his words, the cheers from the entire audience completely engulfed the commentary booth.
"ACE!"
"Gao Wen hit an ace from the outside corner, making up for the double fault in the previous point neatly and effectively, proving with practical actions that he was not affected by the pressure."
"The atmosphere on the scene has become heated."
Snap. Snap. Snap.
Gao Wen slightly raised his head and took a look at Cilic's position. His mind was completely clear - the double fault was indeed because there were too many distracting thoughts in his mind, and the disturbing thoughts destroyed his concentration.
No matter what, this is a Grand Slam final.
In his two lifetimes, Gawain dreamed of this day for too long, and this day came too quickly and too soon, so much so that he was not fully prepared, and suddenly it was right within reach, and his surging emotions were hard to control.
In fact, he is just an ordinary person. Like Don Quixote, he still believes in dreams, still believes in the future, still believes in hope, and still believes in sweat and hard work. "Life is as gorgeous as summer flowers, and death is as quiet and beautiful as autumn leaves." He blooms all the colors of life without reservation, regret or regret.
A double fault is the price of distraction, but it is also a wake-up call. It quickly pulls his heart, which was floating in the air, back to the ground and helps him regain his focus on the game. Gawain turns around, takes a deep breath and calms down, trying his best to calm his restless and chaotic emotions. Then, the ACE comes.
And then——
Zone 1, serve to the inside corner, suppressing the backhand.
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Cilic's backhand blocked the ball habitually, and the tennis ball flew a small diagonal line, rushing towards Gao Wen's forehand position, but it lacked strength and speed. This also gave Gao Wen enough time to adjust. He took a series of small steps to complete the adjustment and attacked directly with his forehand.
straight line!
It was fast and fierce, fierce and steady. The entire right hand swung out cleanly and neatly like a whip. You could clearly see that the turning movement of the body pushed by the beat was very precise and complete. A murderous aura burst out from the sparkling eyes, and the power and speed all burst out in an instant.
Boom! Not only did he change his line successfully, but he also aimed straight at the blind spot of the big triangle at the bottom line of the court.
So risky and so tricky! In fact, there was no need for Gawain to find such a remote and extreme landing point. He could have broken Cilic's balance by pressing the straight line steadily. But Gawain still chose such a risky shot, not because of urgency or impatience. His rough yet delicate, hard yet soft hitting technique showed his firm belief.
The heart of a champion!
Because Gao Wen believes that if he does not take the initiative, then it is impossible to become a true champion by just waiting for the opponent to make mistakes. The final victory still requires him to fight for it with all his strength.
then--
Bang! The ball hit the dead corner accurately. On the other side, Cilic could be seen sprinting at full speed, but his pace was still a little slow and he couldn't catch up. He watched the tennis ball hit the baseline board, and then Gawain took another step towards the championship trophy unwaveringly.
"30:15".
The Arthur Ashe Stadium was briefly noisy, but it was soon suppressed by the tension. Even breathing was forgotten, and all noise disappeared. There was only the howling wind and the fiery clouds in the sky and the ground also surged and changed, as if one could truly feel the surging energy bursting out of the stadium.
Snap. Snap. Snap.
One shot, and the net is dropped.
I hit the ball a little early, and my mentality is still a little nervous. I need to continue to adjust my serve.
Whoosh, the air in the whole venue seemed to have condensed.
(End of this chapter)