"ah!"
Istomin chose to give it a try and tried to break the net in a straight line.
"Ahhh!"
Istomin watched helplessly as the tennis ball broke free from its restraints and deviated from the track. His swing speed was still not fast enough. Before his forehand had time to completely close the racket, the tennis ball had already rebounded and escaped from the control of the racket surface. In the end, the racket head did not have time to retract. The tennis ball had already flown out.
If the closing movement is incomplete, there will be no way for the straight line to be brought back into bounds.
The principle is that simple.
Disappointment, frustration, depression, frustration and anger.
Istomin could no longer control himself and let out a roar.
Along with the sound, the tennis ball went out of bounds, and not just a little bit, but a whole forearm's distance out of bounds, even closer to the doubles sideline.
"40:30".
Gawain, got the game point——
The whole place was in turmoil!
At this point, Istomin was aggressive, playing very vigorously from the moment he returned the serve, and firmly taking the initiative, but Gawain not only formed a head-on confrontation, but also found gaps to break the balance and outwit the game.
For outsiders watching the excitement, Tong Kexin was amazed, "Gaowen relied on following the ball to the net to create pressure, forcing Istomin to make a mistake and score a point."
An expert knows the ropes, but Xu Yang captures the key, "Gaowen's tactical layout is becoming more and more smooth. It can be seen that he has adapted a lot."
On that side, Istomin was a little irritable, but his fighting spirit was still burning brightly.
Here, Gawain stood firm and was fully alert, ready to continue serving.
Second District.
Gawain tried to attack the inside corner, but this time he hit the net and failed.
The anxiety and tension at the critical moment can be seen. The serve in the previous point was met with a head-on collision from Istomin. Gao Wen also felt the pressure. This point he hoped to increase the power of his first serve, but he pressed down too hard and hit the net. You The back-and-forth battle was filled with invisible lights and shadows of swords.
Second serve.
Close.
Now Istomin is like a fighting fish. He will attack violently at any slightest sign of trouble. He is a little blind and a little paranoid but cannot be underestimated. He is trying to find a state of full firepower and break the balance again.
Therefore, choosing close range for the second serve is a limitation.
However, Istomin still found a way, relying on his upper body to lean back, slapped the skateboard with his forehand, and started to attack without mercy.
Power, not much.
Speed, average.
But the victory lies in the tight connection and suddenness. A small diagonal shot goes towards the small triangular area of the bottom line of the service area on the left side of Gaowen. After landing, the angle is directly torn apart. It is amazing how hot the hand feels.
Gawain is indeed a little embarrassed——
His steps staggered, his center of gravity was bumpy, and he barely reached the position, but found that the bounce was so low that he had completely bent his knees to lower his center of gravity, but it was still not enough.
Istomin used clever force, so he had little power after landing, and the rebound height was limited; coupled with the shallow landing point, Gao Wen did not have enough time to take a step forward. When waiting for the tennis ball to fly near the baseline, the height continued to decrease. , almost right at the calf.
If you go slower, you will have to land in two jumps.
Wherever Gao Wen still had room to hit the ball, he could only cut it back with a two-handed backhand.
For the second consecutive point, Istomin showed his top receiving touch, breaking Gao Wen's serving advantage and even creating opportunities for himself.
Istomin's follow-up step was very timely. His steps had already reached near the baseline, and he kept adjusting in small steps, preparing to launch a continuous attack——
Sideways forehand.
Istomin also rarely uses sideways, because his backhand is solid enough and his own explosive power is insufficient, so the effect of sideways is very limited.
However, at this time, Istomin chose to go sideways, not so much for tactics, but for momentum. He needed to show his aggressive offensive, start a confrontation from a psychological level, and then reverse the passive situation.
Land, bounce, hit.
Istomin's attack was smooth and coherent. Although it lacked explosive power, the connection of this shot was tight and smooth, which was pleasing to the eye.
The tennis ball flew along the backslash like lightning, aiming for the backhand.
Gao Wen had just finished adjusting his steps when the tennis ball rushed over again. If Istomin chose a straight line, he might not be able to catch up; but this was also the foreshadowing of his last shot, through side spin and back spin. Control the landing point to create a difficult effect that is difficult to control after landing and rebound——
Only by hitting the ball in the direction of body stretch can the ball be smooth. In other words, if Istomin chooses to hit the backhand, it will be Gawain's forehand straight line; if Istomin chooses to sideways forehand, it will be Gawain's backhand reverse slash.
Prejudgment relies not only on experience, observation, and intuition, but also on traps, layouts, and calculations. This is the real charm of tennis games.
Step, kick, control.
Then, Gawain's two-handed backhand was already facing forward.
Because he did not have enough space to hit the ball, Gao Wen did not rush to counterattack, but used his strength to hit the ball with a backhand impact with both hands to complete the ball.
The key is to control the landing point.
Diagonal lines, shallow areas, small angles.
To put it simply, it is to serve the ball and aim at the wide outside corner to return the ball.
There is no need to exert force and focus on control. Gao Wen's hitting seems to be an understatement. There is no effort at all, and the tennis ball has already flown back.
From backhand to backhand, but it is completely different from the strong forehand showdown in the previous point.
Istomin suddenly fell into an embarrassing situation——
When he saw his sideways forehand directly hit Gawain's hand, he realized that something was wrong. Sure enough, people should not choose things they are not familiar with, and reflexively guarded against the forehand position, which was a big gap. .
The center of gravity immediately shifts towards the forehand.
However, before it could start, the tennis ball had already flown back.
The result is that Gao Wen's ball is on the backhand, and his position is also on the backhand, but due to the offset of his center of gravity, his hitting position is very awkward.
The adjustment of the steps was a little messy, but in the end it was adjusted in place.
The two-handed backhand was hastily pushed back——
A diagonal line, not a diagonal line; a straight line, not really a straight line. The control was obviously loose, and the final return line seemed ambiguous. It landed in the left area near the backhand in the middle of the court on the Gowan side, but there was no angle at all. It was quite It was very embarrassing for a transition ball with unknown purpose.
Grass!
Istomin had no time to curse. After hitting the ball, he realized something was wrong and immediately ran towards the right forehand gap.
tread! Tap tap tap!
Kick, run, sprint.
This time, Istomin's judgment was correct and Gawain chose the straight line.
but--
That's too late.
On the court side, Gao Wen had a solid base and a steady center of gravity. He made just the right adjustments in successive small steps, completely getting out of trouble and taking full control of the initiative.
The knees are bent, the shot is fully drawn, and the straight-line blind spot is aimed with piercing eyes. The entire hitting movement is clean and neat.
A bump, a blow.
The crisp and clear sound of hitting the ball caused ripples.
The tennis ball entered the blind corner of Istomin's forehand baseline triangle with great precision and clarity, and you could clearly see the white ash splashing——
In bounds!
Istomin sprinted with all his strength, but in the end he was still unable to catch up.
Game point, cash in.
"5:3".
ah!
Gawain, unleashed again.
Ahhhh!
As he shouted, a smile crept onto his lips, and he finally launched a smooth counterattack and attack. This was the familiar Gawain, the familiar formula and the familiar taste.
Some people died, but not completely...
