Chapter 953 Crossroads
Poof.
The tennis ball hit the net head-on, creating a white wave that was blocked, and also preventing Gawain from hitting the ball with both hands.
"30:40", and then -
Serving for the match point, he was broken.
"ah!"
Djokovic finally let go.
After the entanglement in the third set and the depression in the fourth set, Djokovic focused all his attention on the deciding set and made full preparations.
However, the actual situation completely broke Djokovic's expectations.
In the deciding set, the world number one failed to take the initiative as planned. Instead, he was broken first and was in a catching-up situation early on.
In tonight's final, Gawain's performance continued to improve, and he played better and better, and became more and more passionate. Especially after entering the deciding set, he showed the boldness and drive of a young man, continuously launching attacks, with blood boiling and emotions high. His high morale ignited the entire Rod Laver Arena.
The boldness and recklessness of a newborn calf that is not afraid of a tiger releases its energy to the fullest extent.
On the other hand, Djokovic's conservative style of play became increasingly dull and passive, and his momentum and aura were completely suppressed. This was definitely not his plan.
Until——
End of the game.
Facing the match point with his serve, Gao Wen still had slight fluctuations after all. The double test of his physical strength and energy made it inevitable that he would fluctuate on the edge of victory after the match lasted for more than five hours. His forehand and backhand shot control seemed a little impatient and the quality declined.
The experienced Djokovic seized the opportunity. He did not let Gawain see the match point and broke the serve directly on the first break point.
“Ahhhh!”
Djokovic could no longer suppress his emotions. He roared and raged, venting and blooming to his player box and the audience.
At this moment, the world's number one looked like a Super Saiyan, with energy bursting, fists clenched, and his whole body burning.
In the bright eyes, there is a belief in winning, and the will of the champion is shining!
Boom! Rod Laver Arena was also plunged into madness, the kind that made people lose their minds and their hearts explode—
From leading at "2:0" to being in a stalemate at "2:2", to being broken first in the deciding set, and finally breaking back on serve in the set-winning game, the ups and downs of the game were truly too thrilling, too exciting, and too wonderful.
Five hours and fifteen minutes.
The competition is still in progress.
There is no doubt that this final has gone down in history, second only to the 2012 Australian Open final, becoming the second longest Grand Slam final in the Open Era; even if it was not the final, considering all the Grand Slam matches, this match has already been confirmed to be among the top five in terms of time.
Tick-tock, time continues to move forward, Melbourne local time, the date has turned a page, now it is February 2nd, 12:15.
No one can predict the outcome.
Even the AI algorithm system is unable to do so. The Australian Open officials have stopped releasing figures. The unknown and suspense of competitive sports have reached their peak at this moment.
The whole audience was frantic.
The roars and cheers like the tsunami, the overwhelming applause and screams, the ups and downs of the crowd and the heat waves, all spread out in a mighty manner in the field of vision.
With Rod Laver Arena as its center, it spreads toward Melbourne Park and breaks through further, spreading like wildfire around the world.
I can’t sleep tonight.
Buzz...
The rolling sound waves evolved into a roar, continuously beating the eardrums, and the whole world began to shake.
Gawain, after all, was unable to control himself. His heart suddenly contracted and he looked up at the sky, his disappointment and regret revealing themselves uncontrollably.
Facing Djokovic and the Big Four, any mistake will come at a price, and the price may very well be the entire game.
He didn't play well in the match-winning serve just now. To be more precise, he played very badly. The quality of his return shots was not good enough to suppress opponents. Moreover, his line layout was a bit impatient. Before the victory came, he was still a little impatient.
It has never happened before.
Neither in Flushing nor in Paris.
However, today's game is different after all, not only in terms of the meaning of the game, the process of the game, Djokovic's performance, etc.; more importantly, this is the first time in Gao Wen's career that he has played a five-hour game, and the consumption on various levels is different.
In the last three games, my brain was somewhat lacking in oxygen, and its operating speed slowed down noticeably; moreover, my body felt a little heavy, and my movements lagged slightly behind my consciousness. This should be because I was about to reach another physical limit. I was not sure if this was the second or third limit. The five-hour match was indeed too tiring and difficult.
Even Gao Wen is now relying on the last bit of passion to complete the sprint and reach the finish line.
But the thing is, a tennis match is not a marathon.
There is no clear end to a tennis match. Unless one side wins the match point, the game must continue.
This also means that seeing a non-existent finish line and then getting blindly excited and sprinting is fatal and may even become an opportunity for the opponent to turn the tables.
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In the past, Gao Wen always kept this in mind and was able to remain calm when facing match point; now, it was his turn to be the one being attacked.
This is a lesson, but also an experience.
Only by experiencing it yourself can you remember it firmly.
call……
Taking the opportunity to wipe the sweat off his face, he buried his face in the towel and let out a long breath. His heart relaxed again and resumed its original beat.
He knew that at this point in the match, especially after Djokovic broke his serve to win the match, the situation had changed.
He could lose, Djokovic could win, anything is possible.
But he won't give up! No matter what the result is, he will fight to the end! Standing at the crossroads of fate, he chose to face the difficulties, he chose to hold his head high, he chose to go all out, until the end of the game, he can face all the results with dignity and calmness, and then tell everyone that he has no regrets, he has no regrets, he has given his all.
Thump! Thump! Thump! My heart was still burning.
calm.
What he needs most urgently now is to stay calm, and take it point by point, game by game. Facing Djokovic, he should not dream that he can defeat his opponent in one go. He must be prepared for a long set to decide the outcome, and he must be prepared for the game to continue for six hours.
The fight never stops!
The fight keeps on going!
call……
He took another deep breath, and then Gao Wen had recovered. He turned around and strode towards the baseline. It was not time for a break between games yet.
"5:5".
Next, it's Djokovic's serve.
In the deciding set, Djokovic still served first, which means he had the advantage of serving first. Once he could hold his serve this time, Djokovic would put all the pressure on Gawain and take the commanding position of victory.
However, Gawain still has a chance.
Because Djokovic had just broken the serve, his physical strength and energy were consumed very intensely, and his performance in this serve game was likely to be unstable.
Don't forget, after a long five-hour match, Gawain will be tired, and Djokovic will be tired too. Maybe Gawain can fight for a chance.
(End of this chapter)