1504 Mental outlook

Style: Gaming Author: The inkstone boyWords: 2220Update Time: 24/01/19 03:49:42
Looking at Dimitrov in front of him, Gawain couldn't help but think of Zhang Shuai.

At the beginning of the year in Melbourne, Gao Wen and Zhang Shuai had a practice session, and at that time, they had a brief conversation.

In fact, Zhang Shuai already has the ability and strength, but he has never been able to break through the first round of the Grand Slam. In addition to being lucky, he is also a demon in his heart. He often has doubts at critical moments and does not believe that he can win. Next game, I don’t believe I can execute perfectly.

At the Australian Open, Zhang Shuai lost to the difficult Cornette.

At the French Open, Zhang Shuai lost again to No. 12 seed K-Pliskova.

Stopped in the first round of a Grand Slam main draw for the fourteenth consecutive time.

Fourteen times!

This number is indeed too exaggerated and ridiculous. It seems unbelievable to outsiders, but in competitive sports arenas, it is real. .

Once upon a time, Gao Wen also believed in the inspirational power of the spirit. Since he could complete a breakthrough and even reach the championship, then other players can also do the same; but the reality is often much more complicated. Zhang Ze successfully broke through the shackles of the first round of the Grand Slam. However, Zhang Shuai is still bound by his inner demons.

Things must vary from person to person.

Dimitrov, too.

In a short period of time, Gawain had thousands of thoughts in his mind, but they were fleeting, just a moment.

Then, when he looked at Dimitrov again, his eyes became firm and he stopped laughing and said, "Gregor, I trust your judgment."

Dimitrov was slightly stunned, not knowing why, and raised his head to look at Gawain.

Gawain gave Dimitrov a smile with a firm look in his eyes, but did not explain too much, "I believe in your judgment and your choice."

In fact, Dimitrov has a kind character, and is a bit indecisive, lacking a bit of aggressiveness, which is also reflected in his game; but he is also a character who pursues perfection. Once the impact of the ball cannot be achieved, If you expect it, you will start to question yourself.

Gawain noticed this during the doubles in Monte Carlo.

But now Gawain realizes that perhaps, instead of chicken soup for the soul or psychological advice, it is better to give Dimitrov some trust from words to actions, so that Dimitrov can start to build confidence and believe in his own choices. , accept your own indecision——

Sometimes, even if some choices are not so quick and sure, there is no harm in a little hesitation.

A belief, hope can slowly take root and sprout, and finally build up Dimitrov's confidence step by step.

"So, are you ready? Playing the grass court season alone, wow, this should be exciting."

Immediately afterwards, Gawain made a joke, and the slightly more sincere atmosphere became relaxed again, and Dimitrov couldn't help laughing.

"In this case, I have to keep up with the training. It just so happens that I need a training partner."

Dimitrov looked down at the equipment bag that he had not yet had time to put down, and looked at Gawain dumbfounded: I haven't even had time to warm up.

Stuttering, Dimitrov's head could not keep up with Gawain's movement speed, and the words blurted out, "Are you talking about those basic batting training? But why do you need to do these trainings? I can't remember clearly. When was the last time I had basic batting drills.”

Next to it, a voice came out, cutting into the words of Gawain and Dimitrov.

"So, what you're saying is that you're good enough that you don't need these basic trainings?"

Dimitrov was a little embarrassed. He could hear the slight sarcasm in the words, but he couldn't digest it quickly, so he couldn't keep up with the words. "I mean, these basic trainings have been engraved in our bones, so we should be more Focus more on what you are not good at, or different tactical combinations..."

"Break your own limits and rise to a higher level... Bah, bah, that's what you mean, right?" This time, he directly interrupted Dimitrov's words and followed Dimitrov's words. After completing the following content, the sarcasm and disdain hidden in it become even more obvious.

The scene was a little stiff.

Gawain didn't expect the direction of things: What's going on?

"Pete..." Gawain called.

The person who just intervened in the conversation was none other than Sampras. He had a dark face and it was obvious that he was in a bad mood, as if someone owed him money and he was not paying back.

Hearing Gawain's call, Sampras turned his head and glanced at Gawain, but that look clearly contained restraint——

Sampras like this is very, very rare, at least in Gawain's memory, this is the first time.

Sampras did not continue the conversation with Gawain, but showed a sly smile, and gently reassured Gawain with his eyes, then turned to look at Dimitrov, "This is what Roger is telling you. Yes, right?"

Gawain was deep in thought, vaguely aware of Sampras's intentions, but he did not speak to stop him after all.

Sampras also smiled at Dimitrov, but there was no smile in his eyes. Instead, he was a little cold, with a condescending look.

"He is your coach, and you should trust his advice. There is no doubt about it; but if you encounter a bottleneck, he will still give the same advice for several months in a row, not wanting to make progress, and even blaming the reason for not being able to break through the bottleneck. In your case, you should start to wonder whether he has reached the upper limit of his abilities."

From Indian Wells to Miami, from Monte Carlo to Paris, Sampras has seen all the little moves behind Rashed.

He didn't express any opinions. That came from Sampras' pride. He was not prepared to express opinions everywhere, nor did he intend to arrange others behind his back.

But now, now that Dimitrov has woken up and made the right choice, he doesn't mind giving Dimitrov some pointers. After all, he has remembered the friendship between Dimitrov and Gao Wen throughout the clay court season. In my heart; as for whether Dimitrov appreciates it or not, it is not his business.

After saying that, Sampras ignored Dimitrov and looked at Gawain with a dark face.

"The break time has passed, are you still going to be lazy?"

Gao Wen: @#¥%&a;!

be lazy?

Unjust, really unjust.

Gawain silently expressed his strong protest with his mouth, but his actions did not slow down. He picked up the racket and returned to the court, ready to continue training.

Dimitrov, who was left out in the blink of an eye, was slightly stunned and chewed on Sampras' words. Although he couldn't figure it out for a while, there seemed to be more hidden behind those twists and turns. information, but he also realized that now was not the best time to dwell on it.

Snapped!

Dimitrov immediately threw down his equipment bag and quickly took out his racket and hair tie. He didn't even have time to tie the hair tie before he hurriedly walked towards the training ground, a little anxiously. Watching Gao Wen and Agassi return to the training ground, they jogged all the way to Agassi's side, with flattering smiles on their faces.

"Andre, I'll come, Gawain and I will have basic batting training."