Gurgling.
Gurgling.
The air around Arthur Ashe Stadium is burning, and the eyes of millions of people around the world are focused on it.
The 193cm tall man wearing a dark blue jersey looked so small against the backdrop of the Notre Dame stadium. The magnificence and splendor that filled the sky were all vented, as if he could clearly capture the frantic heartbeat and rapid breathing. The hot and scorching heat swarming from all directions stirred up an impassioned tango on the surface of the skin, so much so that the blood began to boil.
Close your eyes and breathe.
Gawain felt the sound of blood boiling carefully, then he returned his attention little by little, and after taking a long breath, he was ready.
"40:15".
Snapped. Snapped. Snapped.
One shot.
outer corner.
But... slightly off.
Gao Wen still wanted to tear up the angle to suppress Cilic's forehand, but the control was a little lacking. In fact, the distance out of bounds was not much, which was the width of a finger.
Gawain was not too upset, tilted his head slightly, reviewed the entire serving action, and then was ready to continue serving.
Second serve.
outer corner.
Cilic was guessing the placement of Gao Wen's serve, and Gao Wen was also speculating on Cilic's prediction. Both sides were guessing each other's tactical intentions. Then, Gao Wen boldly chose a repeat placement.
stop.
Cilic's footsteps paused for a moment and he was unable to predict accurately at the first time, but he took a long step towards his right side.
At this time, the advantage of height and arm length was immediately revealed. With just one big step, his fully stretched body had successfully touched the tennis ball. Before Cilic's forward body was about to lose balance, he used the inertia of centrifugal force to complete the forehand. A downstroke and a sweep.
work hard!
Slash!
Gawain was caught with his second serve, boom!
Tennis ball, aiming at the big triangle on the bottom line and sprinting over.
Gao Wen, who had just finished serving, had not had time to adjust his steps before he could already see a mustard yellow light and shadow mixed with strong wind and rain coming towards him. Before he touched the ball, he could already feel Cilic's conditioned reflex. A violent blow contains the power of thunder.
Time and space are completely compressed.
Gawain had no time, and in a hurry, he only had time to hit a beat with his forehand, but before he could complete the control of the entire parabola, the tennis ball had already bounced away from the racket area, and the next second Gawain's alarm sounded.
Whizzing.
Whizzing.
The tennis ball returned along the diagonal path, but there was no control at all. Not only was there no threat, but there was no suppression. The full parabola looked like a ball feed in a practice match.
Tap tap tap.
Tap tap tap.
Cilic finally found an opportunity. He adjusted his position on the forehand position in small steps continuously, looking for the best hitting point. He even waited for a moment on the baseline. This also meant that he had enough time to complete the power shot and complete it. Line selection——
Straight line, diagonal line, center, small ball.
The entire stadium was within Cilic's attack range. Gao Wen had no time to think carefully and could only rely on instinct to make his first reaction judgment.
Continuous small steps, deliberately moving two steps laterally to his left side, making a gesture of preparing to defend the backhand, but the center of gravity remains active.
boom!
Cilic had already completed the ball, and then Gao Wen pushed hard with his left foot, and his body had already stepped sideways to the right:
Accurate hit.
Sure enough, Cilic hit the diagonal again, still a forehand, but Gawain waited for him to hit it.
Kick the ground! Swing the racket! work hard!
"Power VS Power"!
Without hesitation, Gawain faced the front with his forehand and launched a counterattack with a head-on attitude. He had no intention of changing the line in his mind——
Because Cilic's ball was too heavy, Gao Wen tried to change the line from his forehand position. The line was too long and the possibility of going out of bounds was very high.
Further suppressing it with a diagonal line was Gawain's judgment and choice. There was no hesitation or pause. The whole move was very decisive!
but!
rush! change! Shen!
Cilic's forehand attack burst out with incredible energy. It was already the end of the third set, but Gawain could feel the power from the beginning of the first set. He rushed towards him with great force and swallowed Gawain in an instant. A clear display of Cilic's burst of energy on the edge of the cliff.
top!
The absolute power of Gao Wen's forehand is still suppressed. The main reason is that Gao Wen underestimated the quality of Cilic's forehand shot, and the entire shot selection was not optimal. However, it is no longer the case. Time hesitated and the arrow was on the string and had to be fired. The only thing to be thankful for was that I did not try to change the line, because the error rate of changing the line is 99%.
Immediately afterwards, the batting action was fully pushed out.
boom.
Slash, contradict!
Gao Wen's position did not retreat at all, and he was able to withstand Cilic's shot. However, it can be seen from the parabola of the return ball that Gao Wen's power was not fully released. It should have been a flat hit. Gao Wen finally added some spin to ensure that his return ball would fall within the bounds.
Whizzing!
Cilic's steps to return to defend the backhand immediately returned to the forehand. The two lateral cross steps had already been adjusted, and the forehand was directly hammered.
Explodes instantly!
Instant release!
ah!
Ahhhh!
Cilic also rarely burst into shouts due to excessive exertion. In this beat, he gathered all the energy and completely exploded with his forehand.
boom!
Gao Wen's steps were still on his forehand, waiting for Cilic's diagonal confrontation. When he saw the ball coming, he immediately caught up with it and reached out to prepare to hit the ball, but -
too slow.
Gawain's batting action was actually half a beat too slow.
To be precise, it's not that Gawain is too slow, but that Cilic's ball is too fast. It presses on the changing line like lightning and goes straight out. Even though Gawain has stretched out the racket, the return ball still goes directly over the head of the racket. go out.
Absolute power! Absolute speed! Definitely a forehand!
Fairy ball!
"Wow!"
"On Gauvin's first match point, Cilic hit a magic ball. His hammer-like forehand showed a power comparable to that of Del Potro, tearing apart Gauvin's defensive coverage with absolute power. Successfully scored this point.”
"Cilic, with half of his body already hanging on the cliff, showed his tenacity."
"Two consecutive match points, now there is only one, and the game situation has changed subtly again."
ah!
Cilic roared again.
Ahhhh!
Cilic clenched his right fist tightly and roared at Gawain like an angry lion, showing his fangs, rosy cheeks and protruding veins, showing his mighty momentum, and announced to Gawain with a tough posture:
This game is not over yet!
Ahhhh!
The neutral fans and Croatian fans at Arthur Ashe Stadium all went crazy. An overwhelming amount of energy burst out in an instant and filled the entire stadium. The whole world shook with it. It seemed that the soles of the feet could really feel the slight vibration. The most dangerous and craziest moment of the finals has finally come to light now——
Match point!
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