Chapter 661: Easily defeat the opponent
Snap. Snap.
On the other side of the court, Querrey was dribbling the ball. He raised his chin slightly, judged Gawain's position with his peripheral vision, and then threw the ball.
Push off the ground, swing the racket, and hit the ball.
209 kilometers per hour.
The first serve was like a cannonball that rushed forward with great force, showing the true nature of Querrey's serve. Even when facing match point, the serve was still the link that Querrey was most confident in. At this moment, he tried his best to fight for a serve.
Sure enough, he scored! However, the point of the shot was a little conservative, and the angle was not completely widened. It can still be seen that Querrey's serve was not at its best.
In the first zone, outside corner, the player tried to pull Gao Wen out of the field and even directly created an ACE, but because the flight line was not torn apart, the tactical intention was not implemented.
Then, you can see Gao Wen taking a big sideways step, his body fully stretched and flying, facing such an excellent serve, he used a forehand to hit the ball in a moon-catching posture.
Chance!
Querrey took small steps to his left, his eyes fixed on the tennis ball, watching the offensive opportunities he created through his serve:
The return ball landed near the center of the court, slightly to the backhand position. Although the landing point was very deep, with a space of half a step behind the baseline, the rotation and power were not controlled. This was Querrey's opportunity to attack directly.
Small steps, continuous small steps.
Querrey's backhand was still relatively weak, and Gawain's return serve had no speed, so he simply moved sideways to complete the position change -
Sideways forehand.
The knees are bent and then straightened, the strength is fully released, the whole person rises into the air, volleys the ball, and directly covers the tennis ball from top to bottom.
Boom! With a solid and crisp sound of hitting the ball, the forehand force was completely thrown out, and the tennis ball turned into a long streamline, dragging its long tail along the reverse diagonal direction, aiming at the dead corner of Gao Wen's backhand baseline and hammering it. All the energy and power burst out, and there was a sense of emptiness after the release.
However, Querrey immediately caught sight of a blue figure running at full speed across the court, like a streak of light, crossing the field.
Alarm bells were ringing in my mind.
Querrey immediately realized the danger, and his shot was still a little conservative. He aimed at the blind spot but the shot felt average. He was worried about the risk of going out of bounds, so he left some room. As a result, the actual situation deviated slightly from what he had imagined:
The "room" is a bit too big.
There is still a large step of space from the sideline and half a step of space from the bottom line, which also means that there is room for Gao Wen to counterattack defensively.
So, how would Gawain return the ball? Diagonally? Straightly? In a flash, Querrey was already moving towards his backhand position, and just as he took a step, Gawain's return ball hit him.
You guessed it right! However, the return line was not completely pulled, and it was almost aimed at Querrey's moving position, squeezing the swing space through the ball speed and rotation.
Querrey's response was a little panic. He hurriedly hit the ball with both hands and had no control at all. He just returned it in a diagonal line.
Then, Querrey took small steps to adjust his body's center of gravity, and saw Gawain turn the embarrassing situation around, waiting in the backhand position early, completing the adjustment calmly, and having enough time to complete the shot. This immediately made Querrey even more panicked, and subconsciously, his feet moved to the right.
straight line.
Backhand straight line, this is definitely Gawain's sharpest and best shot, and it is particularly threatening to Querrey, because in today's game, Gawain always uses his backhand to suppress Querrey's backhand, limiting Querrey's chances of launching a forehand attack, and then waiting for an opportunity to attack the forehand position.
Successful every time.
Querrey moved sideways to the right almost reflexively, and then he saw Gawain take a step forward. The whole forward movement was very obvious, and the speed of the racket head on his two-handed backhand shot suddenly increased. The whole swing was like a home run in a baseball game, smooth and round.
Spin, leap, and big loop.
The body, like a proudly blooming petal, blossoms on the azure court.
Bang! The tennis ball disappeared into thin air.
Querrey was slightly stunned.
Boom! The whole stadium was shaking as the crowd cheered. Then Querrey realized that
Slash.
Gao Wen grabbed the rising point and hit a diagonal shot, returning the ball.
Querrey was running in completely the wrong direction and had no chance. He watched the tennis ball slip into the open space, which was undoubtedly the winning point.
Querrey, feeling somewhat powerless.
Immediately afterwards, you can hear the referee announcing the final score.
The game is over.
“6:2”, “6:2”.
Two straight sets.
And the score was very different but also very easy.
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From the ace of the serve in the first point to the defensive counterattack in the last point to control the situation, the initiative was always firmly in Gao Wen's hands.
Querrey was never able to find a way to break the deadlock. His serve was out of shape, his backhand was restrained, and his forehand power declined. He only resisted for fifty-three minutes before handing over the victory.
While running wildly, Querrey slumped his shoulders in frustration, then stood at the edge of the court and let out a long breath:
His season is over.
After calming down a little, Querrey raised his head again and saw Gawain walking towards the center of the court.
Gao Wen did not celebrate loudly. He just clenched his fist towards the players' box, with a faint smile on his face, and trotted towards the net.
It's not pride or arrogance, but... self-confidence, a kind of determination radiating from the inside out, the determination to move forward step by step towards the set goal. The surging and burning belief can be felt without the need for words.
Querrey had a feeling that Gawain had been in the tour for many, many years. He didn't know whether Gawain could make it to this year's year-end finals, after all, the conditions were too harsh; but he realized that maybe Gawain was indeed different from other rising post-90s players.
Then, think back to today's full game.
Suddenly, Querrey's confidence was rekindled:
He once again felt the vigor and energy in the young people, and his love for tennis overflowed, and he couldn't help but think of himself.
Maybe the injuries are painful, but his career shouldn't end like this.
Looking at Gawain with his head held high, Quirey's mind also became active.
"…comes to Paris to continue his upward recovery in Valencia."
"Facing Querrey, Gawain won the match without a single drop of blood. This should be the game in which Gawain performed most naturally in the past month."
"Of course, a big part of the reason was that Querrey was in a bad state. He only had three aces in the whole game. It was foreseeable that Querrey would lose control of the game. But Gawain still showed good competitive form and played lightly, obviously not affected by the pressure of the year-end finals."
“That’s a good start.”
"In the next round, Gawain will face his direct rival for the year-end finals, fifth seed Berdych. This match is obviously full of highlights..."
(End of this chapter)