slash.
Post the net.
Djokovic made a sideways forehand and then cut a small ball in a straight line. The return ball landed in front of the net in the half of Gawain's forehand, almost touching the net.
This also means that Gao Wen must rush from the bottom line of his backhand position to the net line of his forehand position. This is the theoretical longest distance of movement on the tennis court.
Obviously, before taking the risk, Djokovic also thought carefully. He took all possibilities into consideration when he cut the ball with his forehand; and it all happened in the blink of an eye, with game experience and game wisdom. The collision is vividly displayed at this moment——
Forty-four shots of the previous round.
It has an impact on both players. Therefore, Djokovic suddenly releases a small ball, which can not only save his own energy, but also eliminate Gawain's advantage.
Gawain: He is so difficult.
The chest is burning, and the sound of breathing is like a bellows, burning fiercely, and every inch of muscle and every inch of bone is trembling.
It feels like running Lego bricks. As you run, every joint is loosening, teetering, and may fall apart at any time.
Therefore, Gawain has no choice——
Tap tap tap.
Tap tap tap!
Run, run at full speed, this is the only thought in Gawain's mind. Faced with continuous passive and continuous crises, his brain becomes completely clear.
Use force!
Kick the ground!
Although the knees were shaking, the force of the kick became more and more powerful. He gritted his teeth and burst out the last bit of energy from the depths of his soul. He sprinted hard and used the inertia of speed and power to control all the crumbling blocks. Work hard to maintain and complete the final blow.
At the match point, Djokovic played to the extreme, and similarly, Gawain also played to the extreme——
To be precise, compared to the first set, the pattern at the end of the game was more complex, diverse and surprising, but this pattern was still a method that Gawain was familiar with.
The legs were burning, as if they were stepping on hot wheels.
Undivided attention.
He raised his eyes slightly, and then he could see Djokovic quickly surfing the Internet, taking small steps to cover up his positioning intention, trying to interfere with Gawain's judgment.
Tap tap tap!
Gao Wen's speed has increased to the extreme, but Djokovic's small ball line control is so good that Gao Wen has to be wary of touching the net——
Once the ball touches the net, no matter how the ball is returned, it will be judged that Gawain has lost the point.
squeak!
With one brake and one slide, Gao Wen rushed out and quickly scanned Djokovic's final position with his peripheral vision.
No information, still nothing. Djokovic was experienced enough and had been observing Gawain's shots without any panic or impatience.
wait!
Calculate!
In the flash of lightning, the game between Djokovic and Gao Wen was still in a stalemate. Then, Gao Wen had no choice but to take the lead. He had no choice.
If you continue to wait, you may miss the opportunity to hit the ball.
Gao Wen extended his forehand and appeared on the falling line of the tennis ball. The racket tilted slightly to the left. Just when Gao Wen was about to touch the ball, Djokovic moved——
Right.
Forehand position.
Djokovic is preparing to defend the diagonal line, beware of Gao Wen's diagonal ball coming back!
Got it!
Gao Wen caught Djokovic's starting steps, holding the racket in his right hand and watching the trajectory of the tennis ball's second fall.
Because Djokovic failed to completely unload his force, the tennis ball stuck to the net. After landing, it was lifted up again. The vertical height was already higher than the net. This gave Gawain enough time to run and catch up, and even This left a little time for Gawain to make false moves.
The sneakers are on fire.
Muscles, bursting.
The joints are rubbing.
However, his mind was clear, and the only thing in Gawain's eyes was the tennis ball, and his peripheral vision passed over Djokovic gently like a breeze.
The racket was lower than the net, just when it was about to touch the ball. With a slight twist of the wrist, the racket surface was readjusted to the horizontal position. It seemed to be tilting towards the diagonal line, and then towards the diagonal line. A slight flick of the straight line, and then——
Push deeper.
Light, agile, delicate and wonderful.
Soft and tough, simple but graceful, it shows unparalleled processing techniques, just like embroidery, weaving with needles and flying needles to create a colorful scene.
Tennis, dancing.
Spin, jump, gently cross the net, and keep flying.
Djokovic's body had already rushed out to the right, losing his center of gravity, but the next second he saw the tennis ball fluttering lightly towards his left side.
It was too late to start the second time.
A misalignment, a brush of shoulders, just like this, a gap is drawn, like an insurmountable Milky Way.
The tennis ball landed gently inside the bounds, even behind Djokovic, leaving plenty of room for both the baseline and the line change.
Time stays here briefly.
Djokovic, with his clothes fluttering, turned back to look at the moon. His eyes were wrapped around the tennis ball, but he drooped his shoulders helplessly, and his body still moved in the opposite direction.
Gawain, supporting the ground with both hands, manually braked, and his body showed a split position. He stopped half a step in front of the net to avoid touching the net.
One left and one right, one walked left, the other walked right, just staggered in position, but both looked at the tennis ball, watching the tennis ball stop beating.
Finally, he rolled out in a flash, bringing the game to an end——
Match point, cash in.
boom!
In an instant, his mind went blank, a volcano erupted, and raging emotions burst out, burning away all reason in an instant.
The whole place was boiling.
Raise your arms and shout!
Cheers!
Standing ovation!
The heat wave is rolling, overwhelming.
Because of the excitement of this point, the back-and-forth transition between offense and defense, the unyielding strong confrontation, everything from layout to confrontation to changes and finally to assault, both players have maximized their abilities, winning or losing. Success or failure has been forgotten, only wonder remains.
Because of the excitement of this game, the 160-minute fierce duel, the strong chemical reaction throughout, and completely detonated in the last point, marked the end of the game with tie-breaks, baseline duels and net battles. Full stop, everything really couldn't be more perfect.
Words, at this moment, have lost their power, they are just shouting, screaming, clapping, jumping, cheering, like a carnival.
Roar, stir!
For Djokovic, for Gawain, and at the same time, this is a classic duel before us.
They witnessed again:
For the third time in the season, Gauvin defeated the world's No. 1 Djokovic for the third time. From Melbourne to Indian Wells to Miami, the three games were a Grand Slam final, a Masters semi-final and A masters final, full of gold content, won the three-kill medal of honor.
incredible!
From the club medal of "defeating the Big Four" to the medal of honor of "three kills in the world", Gawain is rising, and the menacing challenger is completely subverting.
Gawain, raised his head, a smile from the bottom of his heart bloomed at the corner of his mouth——
Won.
Really won!
In such a way, "Djokovic VS Gawain 6.0" comes to an end, the feeling is unparalleled.
ah!
Ahhhh!
(End of chapter)
