Chapter 958: Fairy from the Sky
"Match Point!"
"Match point has appeared!"
"An ACE at 201 kilometers per hour!"
"Wow……"
Zhang Sheng's mouth was dry and swallowing hard could not relieve the surging emotions. His heart was beating like a drum and his whole brain was buzzing.
The second serve won the game.
Gao Wen, the missing serve, is back! Three consecutive first serves, all in the zone!
A direct serve score, a serve attack caused Djokovic's return to go into the net, and then, an ace.
Three match points.
Three consecutive match points.
The most incredible thing is that after calming down, Gawain actually found his serve and his three consecutive first serves were excellent.
As a result, Djokovic, who had performed well in receiving serves throughout the game, was a little flustered and, very rarely, failed to receive two consecutive serves.
As a result, Djokovic was almost about to smash his racket, but Djokovic also knew that at the critical moment, he needed to keep his mentality calm, otherwise his attention would easily be distracted, so he controlled himself, but he did not expect that Gawain responded with an ace and brought out the match point.
Everything is impossibly perfect.
Zhang Sheng, like all the commentators, was stunned.
"…This is Gao Wen's third ace in the entire game."
"Yes, after five hours of competition, Gao Wen had just hit his third ace, but he got three consecutive match points with this ace."
“I have to say that Gao Wen’s serve came at the most important and needed moment, just like timely rain.”
This is a kind of ability.
Just like Federer in his prime, he improves his condition when necessary and uses the simplest way to get out of trouble when necessary.
Being able to deliver an ACE is impressive, but it is not the most impressive thing; the truly impressive thing is to make the ACE appear at the moment when it is needed.
"40:0".
All of this is indeed as beautiful as a fairy tale.
but!
Will Djokovic just surrender? Of course not.
"40:30".
Standing on the edge of the cliff, Djokovic once again showed his championship qualities, scoring two consecutive winning points, saving two match points and maintaining suspense.
At this moment, Djokovic was like a cold-faced killer. Even if he scored or played a good ball, he would not celebrate and always maintained a calm poker face.
Expressionless.
"Killing mode" is officially started.
Competition is like this. When the leader is approached by the pursuers, he can feel the pressure and then easily lose his balance.
Gao Wen realized that he needed to calm down a little, especially since he knew the story of "40:15". The deterrence from Djokovic was even more real and clear. Even Federer was shaken by such a shock, wasn't he? He took the opportunity to wipe his sweat, took a deep breath, and wiped off all the sweat from his palms. He turned around and returned to the baseline.
Expression, unmoved.
District 2.
Snap. Snap.
Gao Wen patted the tennis ball, looked up at Djokovic, and then -
Throw the ball!
The body is completely stretched out and the racket swing is done in one smooth motion.
One shot, speed 197 kilometers per hour.
In!
Close range pressure backhand.
"ah!"
Djokovic's backhand was obviously suppressed. He let out a roar and hit a backhand with both hands. You can see that his entire upper body leaned back to make room, once again showing his body flexibility.
However, the quality of the return ball is still unsatisfactory.
Djokovic tried to return the ball in a straight line and press deep into the area, so as to disrupt Gawain's center of gravity, which he would not have time to recover and adjust after completing his serve.
As a result, the straight line was not completely straightened, and the landing point was not completely deep, but instead entered the forehand sweeping area of Gao Wen.
attack!
Gawain, no mercy.
In fact, the pace adjustment was still a little off, and he was unable to reach the baseline in time, so he was unable to grab the rising point.
But the windmill-like sweeping of the racket showed the violent forehand of Federer and Del Potro, who attacked directly and unreasonably.
This is also an improvement after hard training during this offseason.
Boom! Diagonal, deep, blind spot.
Gao Wen's forehand attack immediately swept across the court and flew through the air.
Djokovic was a little embarrassed.
The footwork was very fast, timely and light, but the quality of Gawain's attack was so solid and outstanding that he still squeezed Djokovic.
Squeak! With a split and slide, Djokovic bought himself some time, and then swept his forehand, but the heavy and fierce ball still suppressed him, forcing Djokovic to make another move.
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Pocket! The soft and delicate feel wraps up the tennis ball and pushes it back to the opposite court.
However--
The shot had just been completed when every cell in Djokovic's body started to sound alarm bells because Gawain came to the net.
Very sudden!
Very unexpected!
Throughout the match, Gawain's active net attempts were limited. Although he showed excellent net feel when he was passively at the net, active net attempts are a change in the entire tactical system, but they rarely appear. It can be seen that Sampras needs more time to train.
But Gao Wen chose to go to the net at this time? Match point?
Gawain, are you crazy?
Even Sampras could no longer control himself, his heart was stuck in his throat, and he couldn't control himself and left the chair. His body was suspended in the air, but he didn't notice anything and just stared at Gawain's technical movements.
He didn't know that Gao Wen was so bold as to take the initiative to go to the net at match point; the only thing he could care about now was whether Gao Wen's net skills were solid enough and whether he could apply the skills he learned in training to the actual game?
Post the net!
Bend your knees, stand on your tiptoes, and observe.
Sampras had forgotten to breathe.
In the sight, Gao Wen's footsteps had already reached the net in the blink of an eye, and he caught Djokovic's ball accurately.
A step forward.
Close to the net.
Forehand, volley! Gao Wen grabbed a rising point with his forehand and intercepted the tennis ball neatly.
straight line!
but!
It was too long! Sampras couldn't believe his eyes. His heart stopped beating. His mouth opened wide, his hands grasped his hair, and a scream rolled in the back of his throat.
Gao Wen was still a little nervous, and he was not able to unload all the power when volleying at the net, so the volley was too long. It should have landed in the shallow straight line area, and definitely not at the baseline of the service area; but now it is close to the baseline position, a little too long, it seems that the racket face control is still not enough.
Djokovic, there's still a chance.
Tap tap tap.
Tap, tap, tap! Djokovic ran sideways like a gust of wind, and then slid sideways again.
Squeak! His footsteps dragged out a long white line, and he drew the racket early with both hands and pulled it up in advance, and then observed Gawain's position with the corner of his eyes——
Small ball?
No, lob! In the previous service game, Djokovic and Gawain had just fought at the net. Obviously, Gawain was in good shape with the small ball.
In addition, Djokovic himself had lost his position, and the hitting point was almost an arm's length above the court ground. The space was limited. Compared with the small ball passing through, the control of the high ball was more suitable for Djokovic to play, and then he did it.
Djokovic used the strength of his wrist to gently lift the tennis ball up, making it high and floating, as graceful as a startled swan.
Whoosh! All eyes in the audience were focused on the tennis ball, which followed the ball into the starry night sky and disappeared.
At this moment, it seemed that the earth had stopped turning.
(End of this chapter)