Chapter 97 Continuous Impact
One shot, the net is down.
Sacramento adjusted himself slightly and then completed his second serve.
Second serve, weak.
Although Sacramento still used his brain and chose a wide outside corner for the second serve, trying to suppress Gao Wen's backhand, because in a tired state, his steps would inevitably be lazy. If it was a backhand, the steps to receive the ball would not be adjusted properly, and the swing action would be squeezed and affected.
But for this serve, Saramento himself was not in good shape, his feet did not push off the ground, and his arms did not swing the racket, and the result was:
There was no speed, no power, no rotation, and even the angle was not completely torn apart. The tactical intention was correct, but the tactical execution was disappointing.
The tall and strong Gao Wen took a big sideways step, clenched his teeth tightly in an anaerobic state, and completed a fast backhand swing with both hands. The speed of the racket head was fully increased, and he even jumped high up, trying to smash down from the highest point possible.
Boom! Backhand straight line!
This time, Gao Wen finally hit a backhand straight line "as expected", but the quick and sharp return did not give Sacramento in the first zone any reaction time. It fell heavily into the baseline like a butterfly and flew out lightly in the blink of an eye.
"First, Gao!"
The referee's score announcement also provided a footnote to this point. Sampras in the live broadcast room immediately laughed happily. Although he didn't say much, Sofar immediately understood and the corners of his mouth rose.
"It was my second ace on serve return of the entire match and I scored directly."
"At the critical moment, Gao Wen further improved his condition and got a break point. This was also the fourth break point in the second set. Sacramento's second serve was too soft and Gao Wen took advantage of it."
"Just now, Sacramento had a game point, but in the blink of an eye, he had to face the crisis of a break point again."
Sacramento, my mind went blank.
Because of the continued lack of oxygen, his brain still couldn't function. In the last point, he didn't even react to what happened. He served the tennis ball like a ruthless serving machine, and then... nothing happened. Even after the referee announced the score, he still couldn't come back to his senses.
Sacramento silently stared at Gawain on the other side of the court. His handsome face raised his chin slightly. Although there was no roar or shout, one could still feel the indomitable spirit in his eyes, which made the pride in Sacramento's blood burn.
It has nothing to do with winning or losing, but everything to do with his belief. This is his pride. Even if he loses, he will use up his last bit of energy to fight to the very end. He will not surrender, absolutely not! If even he himself gives up the fight, then what is the basis for him to pursue victory and dreams?
My mind is clear.
Sacramento had completely forgotten about his father and only had eyes for his opponent.
Facing a break point, serve again.
However, his breathing still couldn't be adjusted. It was not just the 26-beat round just now, but more of a microcosm of the entire game. Sacramento's running distance and intensity were higher than his opponent, and the score was always in a catching-up state. The mental pressure was also lingering.
huff.
huff.
Saramento took a deep breath and used all his strength to serve.
One shot, and it went in.
But there was no threat. Although it was called a first serve, its power and speed were actually at the level of a second serve. At the critical moment, Saramento still needed to ensure the success rate, both for serving and returning, which was also his playing style.
Switching to serve in the second zone, Sacramento still chose the wide outside corner, and the one in the middle was Gao Wen's forehand.
Gao Wen threw his body out, but the strength of his legs was obviously reduced. He did not push off the ground firmly, and his forehand did not exert force. He hit the tennis ball back in a standard way. The quality of the entire return ball was hard to be satisfactory. It just flew to the center of the court and looked like a transition ball.
The moment he shot, Gao Wen knew something was wrong as he didn't hit the ball with enough power. However, there was no way he could feel bad at this point. He quickly stepped back and prepared to defend on the next shot.
Sacramento also saw the opportunity and took small steps to prepare for a forehand attack. However, he also knew that Gao Wen's defensive ability was not inferior to his own, especially in the second set. The quality of his defense had greatly improved. He was able to predict his return every time, which also put a lot of pressure on him.
So before making his move, Sacramento glanced at the direction Gawain was moving.
As usual, Sacramento would hit a diagonal shot, aiming at Gawain's backhand, but when he saw that Gawain had begun to move sideways, he changed his mind at the moment of the shot and hit back towards Gawain's forehand, making it less likely for Gawain to save the ball.
However, Saramento overlooked one thing. Even when one is full of energy, one should avoid "hesitation" when hitting the ball, because the feeling of the shot may be different and the timing of the hitting point may be different; what's more, when one is physically exhausted, the decline in the feel will put more stringent requirements on the accuracy of the shot.
Chi.
The moment he made the move, Sacramento's blood cooled down a lot.
"Ah, let's get down to the net."
"Sacramento's return ball went into the net!"
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Sofar sighed in regret and shook his head repeatedly.
"It's obvious that the 26-shot long round had an impact on the condition of both players."
"Gawain's return was not strong enough, and the strength of his legs and arms was not combined. He hit it back lightly, missing the opportunity of Sacramento's weak first serve."
"Similarly, Sacramento did not anticipate that Gao Wen's return ball would not be strong enough, which meant that he could not use the force and needed to actively exert force. He also overestimated Gao Wen's return force and was obviously hesitant at the last moment of the shot. A little hesitation would have missed the best hitting point."
Behind a simple shot, one can see a complex relationship of errors and ins and outs, but the result was that Sacramento's simple shot went into the net, and he lost the point hastily, and then lost his serve, falling into a "3:5" dilemma in the second set.
Next, it was Gao Wen's serve to win the game.
As Sofar said, the tough round of 26 shots had an impact on both players, but it all depended on who could grit their teeth and hold on to that breath at the last moment to gain the upper hand in the confrontation.
Judging from the results, Gao Wen successfully broke Sacramento's serve, and the last two points seemed very sloppy, and the score was decided in a snap.
Accident, accident, and accident again!
The air was slightly stagnant.
Then, it was the home team fans who first came to their senses, "Go! Brown Bears! Go!"
They suddenly realized that the Bruins' dark horse Gao Wen was only one serve away from defeating the Trojans' No. 1 singles player Saramento. No one had expected the course of the game or the result, but now, they were indeed on the road to victory, and the passion just broke out.
"Go! Brown bear! Go!"
Resounding through the sky!
(End of this chapter)