Chapter 704 Exhausted
Straight line?
What? It's actually a straight line! Djokovic's knees felt a little weak. After changing the line of his forehand on the previous shot, his feet had already moved towards his backhand position, preparing for the next shot to attack.
Obviously, the backhand confrontation throughout the game has formed a kind of inertia, not to mention that in the deciding set, when the physical strength is reduced, the straight line in passive defense is even more difficult to control -
Judging from the hitting line, the straight line is shorter and the diagonal line is longer. The straight line goes over the net at a higher height and the diagonal line is lower. The difficulty of control can be seen.
Gawain's straight line is more difficult than Djokovic's.
but!
Gawain chose a straight line, a wall-like return, which was straightforward and caught Djokovic off guard. In an instant, it reminded Djokovic of the US Open, the courage to attack and take risks, and most importantly, the determination, boldness and carefulness.
The unique sharpness and fearlessness of young people were displayed to the fullest.
The same is true at this time.
"ah!"
Gawain was roaring.
“Ahhhh!”
Even though he was exhausted, sweaty, and red-faced, his eyes were still burning with high morale:
It is the desire for victory, the desire for battle, and the desire for challenge.
Djokovic was a little dull. He failed to keep the strength to push off the ground and slipped a little. His messy steps looked a little awkward. His shoulders also drooped, revealing a sense of frustration.
At the critical moment, he needed to improve his condition, but he was never able to meet expectations, just like the ball just now. He failed to control the parabola. Even though he successfully changed the line and the landing point was good, Gao Wen still seized the opportunity and completed an incredible turn from defense to offense.
Then……
The break point and match point appeared.
call.
Djokovic exhaled imperceptibly, straightened his shoulders, stretched his back muscles, turned and walked towards the ball boy, nodded, and waited for the ball boy to throw the tennis ball over, ready to serve.
Snap. Snap. Snap.
Djokovic started bouncing the ball again, ten times, thirteen times, thirteen times, and then dropped it.
Push off the ground. Turn your body. Swing your racket.
The whole movement is very smooth, but careful observation reveals that the force of pushing off the ground is slightly insufficient, and the downward movement of the racket is too quick. Trying to add more force results in the serve going into the net.
Buzz buzz buzz.
There was a commotion at the scene, with exclamations and discussions. At such a crucial point, Djokovic would face the pressure of second serve again? The air was a little tense.
Moreover, there were too many unexpected events and twists in today's game. There were five match points in the second set, so now facing match points again, the audience was a little restless.
There was no visible change in Djokovic's expression. He just stood there waiting patiently, and only started preparing to serve after all the sounds disappeared.
Snap. Snap. Snap.
Djokovic started bouncing the ball again, and it took longer than a serve. He lost focus while counting. Was it fifteen or seventeen?
Some people at the scene started to yawn, but Djokovic still enjoyed it.
Finally, Djokovic dropped the ball.
whoosh.
The tennis ball flew high and spun lightly.
Gao Wen also took a step forward, watching Djokovic's serve, and then his pupils shrank slightly, and his body had already made a judgment.
Outside corner, press backhand.
Push! His calves pushed out with all their might, but his knees and calves were trembling, so his strength was not fully exerted, and his body was not able to rush out completely. He could only move quickly with his feet.
Both hands were extended for the backhand, trying to grab a second serve, even at the risk of making a mistake.
But what about tennis?
Pop.
A muffled sound was heard, but it was quite far away.
Gawain looked in the direction of the sound reflexively, but he did not see the tennis ball, only the net that was being stirred.
Lower the net.
I actually went offline again.
Double fault!
On Gao Wen's first match point, Djokovic used a "goodbye double fault" to give away the victory of the game. It was exactly the same as the forehand error on the last shot of the second set. This was also Djokovic's fourth double fault in the game, and it came at the worst time.
this……
Is this really happening?
Or, how did this happen? Buzz.
The stadium was filled with surging waves, but no one dared to break the deadlock. Everyone looked at each other in confusion, and the atmosphere was a little weird.
Gawain was slightly stunned, his exhausted brain unable to function properly. He subconsciously turned to look towards the players' box, searching for Sampras's gaze: he nodded.
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He nodded continuously, then clenched his fists, looked at Gao Wen with a smile on his face, and kept waving them.
The next second, Pelt and Tobias both stood up, smiling, hugging each other and celebrating, one by one, cheering.
Win?
"ah!"
Gawain also clenched his fists, a smile blossomed on the corners of his mouth, and the light in the depths of his eyes gradually brightened. Like a little deer, he jumped towards the net, and then joy exploded in his chest.
champion?
Did he really win the Paris Masters?
“Ahhhh!”
He could no longer control himself and started roaring wildly towards the sky above the stadium.
"ah!"
One sound, and then another! "Ah!"
Because of the championship! Because of the Masters championship! And more because of this final!
Facing Djokovic who was bent on revenge, there was no hope at one point. However, in the extremely difficult situation, he never gave up. He persisted with gritted teeth, desperately looking for opportunities to counterattack, struggling to find ways to deal with the situation, and turning the game around bit by bit.
Fighting till the very last moment, Gao Wen was almost exhausted, it was even more tiring than the best-of-five Grand Slams.
But, I won! "Ahhhh!"
Happiness was released bit by bit, like a tornado rising from the soles of his feet all the way to his forehead. His scalp was numb, and Gawain no longer held back. He jumped high, raised his right fist to the sky, roared, and used all his strength to celebrate this incredible victory.
Emotions, exploding.
At this moment, the audience at the Accor Arena finally woke up from their sudden shock and astonishment, and looking at the passionate Gawain, their sighs and surprise were like a volcanic eruption, continuously releasing energy, and then they stood up one by one and gave warm applause.
Like a spark, it filled the entire venue in the blink of an eye.
The audience finally reacted.
Obviously, this kind of ending was not what they expected; but the point is that this was undoubtedly the most exciting and best-looking match of this year's Paris Masters.
First, Raonic defeated Federer unexpectedly, and then Gawain upset Djokovic. The last Masters Tournament of 2014 continued the turmoil and earthquake of this year and ended in an extraordinary and wonderful way, putting a final period on the chaos of the ATP throughout the year.
Oh, by the way, there is also the year-end finals, so this is not the end.
To be precise, this is not the end. The end of the 2014 regular season also means that the whistle of the 2015 season is not far away.
Perhaps, they are really witnessing history and experiencing history, witnessing the rise of the Big Four and the changes in the era of the Big Four.
Just thinking about this makes my blood boil!
Boom boom boom! The whole place was in an uproar.
(End of this chapter)