Defend!
From a defensive perspective, Puy, like Rublev and Busta, is indeed not a typical clay court player, because clay soil requires honing defense, and even passive defense may be the norm, and even offense requires more patience; at the same time, Both offense and defense need more variety.
However, like Rublev and Busta, Puy's defensive methods also appear to be very monotonous, lacking follow-up extensions to reverse the passive situation.
At this time, Pui's steps had moved smoothly into place, and his clay sliding steps were very graceful and comfortable. However, Pui actually chose to cut with his forehand.
Occasionally, including Nadal and Djokovic, they do use forehand cutting to change the rhythm, or when they are extremely passive and their steps are not in place, forehand cutting is a last resort. It needs to be looked at based on the actual situation, it is not that simple.
So, what about Puy?
With his steps already in place, Puy considered that his center of gravity was unstable and it was difficult to exert force, so he cut a shot with his forehand, obviously without thinking too much.
Cutting, slightly sloppy.
straight line.
deep zone.
That's all, even the rotation control of the cutting is mediocre, it looks like the uncooked rice was served in a hurry before it was cooked.
On the other hand, Gawain.
The pace has been adjusted, and the eyes are fixed on Puy's return ball. It spins strongly and hits the red soil. It is released and the arc of the bounce is not high. At the same time, the speed of the second fall is obviously accelerated, and it seems that the pull of gravity can be seen. , that tennis ball can no longer fly upward.
One step up.
Bend your knees.
Lean forward.
The most important thing to deal with backspin is to lower the center of gravity. Once the center of gravity is not low enough, no matter how delicate your skills are, it will be easy to hit the ball directly into the net.
Backhand with both hands, ready.
At this moment, Gawain raised his eyes slightly, glanced at Pui with his peripheral vision, and observed Pui's position and movements——
The effect of Pui's choice of cutting can be seen. Because there is no sudden stop and turn, the body is completely under control and quickly returns to position.
In the blink of an eye, Puy had moved laterally to the left again, returned to the center of the field, and was ready to continue defending.
Maybe Puy's defensive hitting skills are not rich enough, but there is no doubt that his footsteps are light and agile, which also creates difficulties for Gao Wen's subsequent hits.
A moment.
Gawain observes, Puy moves, Gawain hits the ball, everything happens in a short moment, and then Gawain has already taken action.
Swing?
Not really.
small ball.
This is the correct answer.
Very, very suddenly, just when he was about to touch the ball, Gawain's backhand with both hands changed the way he hit the ball. A cut, like a knife cutting off water, wrapped the tennis ball gently and delicately, but cleanly changed the flight pattern of the tennis ball. , complete the smart touch with the soft touch.
Tennis balls dance gracefully like yellow butterflies spreading their wings in the lavender fields of Provence.
Huh!
The whole audience gasped.
Sudden!
This is so sudden!
From the strong collision of the hard bridge and the hard horse, the momentum of the transition between offense and defense was suddenly interrupted. Puy's cutting was surprising enough. Just when everyone thought that Gawain would pursue the victory and continue to attack with heavy artillery; in the end, Gawain failed The steel is transformed into softness around the fingers, completely changing the rhythm of the entire round.
"ah!"
Pu Yi was caught off guard. He let out a roar from the depths of his dantian. He paused and kicked, and then his body rushed out like an arrow from a string.
Although it was not expected, Puy's second start was very timely, and his footsteps completely understood the characteristics of the red soil. Even an emergency start was no problem.
Tread.
Tap!
Puy is sprinting at full speed. His height of 185 centimeters is just right in the current tennis world. He has both lightness and strength and has no problem moving at all.
In a blink of an eye, Pui had already arrived.
Gao Wen was on guard, holding the shot with both hands, adjusting a series of small steps to get within the baseline, quickly surfing the net, and using his coverage area to put visual pressure on Puy.
Pui's footsteps are about to arrive.
Although Gao Wen's small ball is very sudden, his technique is still not enough, the unloading force is not completely discharged, and the line control is also a little too long. It is obvious at a glance that he is not proficient enough and needs more games and practice to polish it.
Therefore, this also gives Puy the opportunity to continue to defend.
Puyi raised his eyes slightly, and then he saw Gawain approaching quickly like a wall, and his sliding movements were affected——
Even if the ball catches up, what should be done?
A little hesitation.
The movement of the racket was slow, and then the hitting point was missed. The racket barely hooked, but the frame only collided with the tennis ball, and the tennis ball was knocked out directly.
Wow…
The tennis ball hit the net, causing a white wave.
boom!
The whole place was boiling.
It can be clearly seen in the line of sight that a group of spectators stood up, raised their arms and shouted, overflowing with excitement and excitement, shining under the sun.
Break!
Gawain actually broke serve again!
From being "0:3" behind, to "4:3" leading in the blink of an eye, Gao Wen seemed to have finally found some touch on clay after experiencing discomfort in the early stages.
Thunder, surge.
Pui was a little surprised.
More importantly, there was still confusion and confusion. Puy did not understand what was going on. He still played according to his own style and his condition did not drop, but how could the situation of the game be reversed? Moreover, he lost the first set advantage by losing two consecutive service games.
what happened?
Pui couldn't understand.
At the end of the slide, Puy used his hands to support his body to avoid falling, then raised his head and found Gawain's figure on the other side of the net.
Where is Gawain?
He was calm and calm, without celebrating, cheering, or even making fists. He still had an inquiring expression on his face. He looked at the spot where the ball just landed, and he didn't feel dissatisfied or happy. He just nodded his head slightly, and then turned around. Just... turned around like this... turned around...
That's it?
The question mark in Puyi's mind is about to explode. From being three games behind to turning the situation around and taking a break lead, isn't this worthy of a little cheer?
What is Gawain's attitude?
For a moment, it was difficult for Puyi to explain clearly how he felt. Angry? Frustrated? shame? Not willing? depressed? Or something else?
Puy also stood up again, lowered his head, and returned to the dugout. After all, he couldn't hold it back and looked back at Gawain again.
In fact, at this time, Puy could not see Gao Wen's face through the referee's chair, but could only see the outline of his back, but Puy always felt that the silhouette seemed to be laughing at him.
If Pui knew the true thoughts in Gawain's mind, he probably wouldn't think too much, but the key point is that he doesn't know and has no way of knowing——
Gawain was thinking,
Small ball, no, you still have to practice.
From the offseason to the spring season and then to the clay court season, I have practiced all the way. The usual training volume is enough, but after all, there is still a lack of actual combat drills. The whole feeling and control are not right. I still need to practice slowly in the following clay court season.
The little ball just shot was purely an appetizer, just an experiment, but the effect was unsatisfactory.
Three minutes on stage, ten years of hard work off stage.
Sure enough, Sampras is right. The younger generation's net skills are really unbearable and they need to practice hard.
(End of chapter)
