The 1571 horn of the match point college era sounded high, high... Tennis, drilled into the golden sunshine all over the sky, spinning and flying, like a free eagle.
On both sides of the court, Istomin adjusted his position in small steps, and Gao Wen also adjusted his center of gravity in small steps. The two players kept busy. The former looked at the tennis ball, and the latter looked at the former. During the short time when the tennis ball was flying, the turbulent undercurrent collided violently.
Until the gravity dragged the tennis ball down, the air boiled again, and it seemed as if one could feel the rolling heat waves spreading towards the surroundings.
Istomin, step up.
——Gao Wen's high ball control did not pursue perfection, and it fell about two steps away from the baseline, the backhand position; so Istomin went directly to the baseline, quickly adjusted his footsteps, switched to the sideways forehand mode, and waited for the tennis ball Bouncing off the ground, and then doing the bottom line high.
Kick off, jump up, swing...down.
The whole action is like serving a ball.
But the difference is that this "throwing" is not controlled by Istomin himself, so you need to pay attention to details such as spin and power when hitting the ball.
At this time, Istomin's lack of explosive power was fully exposed. The high pressure on the bottom line seemed cautious and did not dare to exert full force. The main thing was that he was worried about losing control due to excessive force. He flew the tennis ball into the audience stands.
Obviously it is the bottom line high pressure, but there is no speed, no strength, and it is mainly to control the landing point—
Slash big diagonal.
On the opposite side of the court, Gawain's footsteps did not stop, he started, kicked the ground, set off, and ran with all his strength.
The last ball, from the left end to the right end; this ball, from the right end to the left end, it seems to be training the baseline back and forth.
This time, the footsteps were in place in time, but there was still no space to hit the ball; and Istomin's high-pressure ball was too light and floating, and the rebound after landing on the grass seemed erratic and difficult to control; coupled with Gawain's footsteps Has been pushed four meters away from the bottom line, standing parallel to the bottom line referee, the sense of space in the entire court is also a bit weird, the result of a rash counterattack may be a brute force hit the wall.
In the blink of an eye, Gao Wen had already made a decision.
Again, pick up the high ball with a backhand with both hands, and lift the tennis ball up lightly and nimbly. When the full parabola passes through the net, it should be three stories high.
High and spinning, strong topspin.
It seems simple, but it is dangerous—
First, the vertical height is too high, which also means that due to the acceleration of gravity when falling, the speed at the moment of hitting the ball is faster, which is not easy to grasp.
Secondly, because the vertical height is too high and the sun is dazzling, the rotation cannot be seen clearly. When the ball falls to the hitting position, it is not easy to find the exact hitting point.
On the surface, such a high-pressure ball can kill even an amateur player with one slap, but it is far beyond imagination when you really know it in the game.
In Djokovic's career, he has always been prone to making mistakes when dealing with such returns. Even after he specialized in high-pressure ball training later, he still occasionally made mistakes in actual games. The quality may also be much lower than expected.
Istomin, be very careful and very cautious—
Thanks to the protection of sports glasses, he does not have to worry about the glare of the sun and can find the position of the tennis ball, but the influence of height and spin still exists.
Small steps, small steps, continuous small steps.
Istomin's footsteps have been completely within the baseline. He came to the midfield between the teeing area and the baseline. He moved from the backhand position to the central area bit by bit. His muscles were tense, and he patiently waited for the tennis ball to hit the ground without rushing for time. Point to volley high pressure, but conservatively choose landing high pressure.
Landing, rebounding, rising; and then... falling.
until the opportunity presents itself.
Istomin just opened his forehand, his whole body tensed up completely, he bent his bow and shot the eagle, striking out with a heavy blow.
"Ugh!"
Istomin, work hard.
He needs a hit.
Therefore, Istomin chose to land high pressure and add a layer of insurance, and finally, fully exerted his strength.
As for the lines—
The small diagonal line aimed at Gao Wen's backhand position, and it was another backhand.
"Ahhh..."
After the power was released, Istomin was about to return to his position, when he caught a white figure out of the corner of his vision, striding, sprinting, and getting in position.
Immediately afterwards, the whole backhand movement flowed smoothly and coherently, and the power burst could be clearly seen.
The epee has no front, and it is a great skill.
Clean and neat backhand swing, without any extra cumbersome skills, from leading to closing is very simple, short and powerful, using strength to hit.
One hit, one push, that's all.
Then, Gawain had already hit back Istomin's fatal blow with all his strength. He didn't even risk changing the line, but just followed the swing trajectory to choose a diagonal line, with a steady center of gravity and a solid swing. After pushing it back, the tennis ball disappeared from the field of vision as a beam of light and shadow.
Oops!
Istomin's alarm bells were ringing.
Oops Oops Oops!
Istomin just hit the ball after finishing the smash, just like a serve. Before he could regain his center of gravity, he saw a light and shadow crossing his eyes, and he stretched out to the left reflexively. Racket, tried to complete the block, but came up empty.
Only the wind.
In the next second, out of the corner of his eye, he watched the tennis ball break through his position in a mighty way, and he could no longer see the trajectory.
inside? The outside world?
boom!
Immediately afterwards, every figure that could be seen in UU Reading www.uukanshu.com's field of vision on the second court stood up forgetfully, raised their arms and shouted, and the faces full of inconceivable words were excited, excited and cheered , The sound is rolling, no words are needed at all, the answer can't be more clear.
Istomin looked behind subconsciously, but only saw the referee put his hands together and made an in-bounds gesture, making a verdict.
"Gao... Wen...!"
From the commentary next door came the bombardment of vowels comparable to football "goal". Xu Yang was taken aback, and subconsciously turned his head to look, and then he could see a little old man with white hair flushed like he was drunk He jumped up against the table, expressing his joy with his whole body movements, and the words that sprang out were like machine gun fire, igniting the atmosphere bit by bit.
"Break!"
"Jesus Christ, Gao Wen used an unimaginable way to defuse Istomin's continuous high-pressure ball attacks, and finally broke through the net to score the winning point."
"In the seventh game of the fourth set, Gao Wen broke serve first!"
"The game is not over, the game is not over, Gawain has once again accomplished a feat of Gawain's style!"
Involuntarily, Xu Yang's blood boiled with enthusiasm, he withdrew his attention, and looked at Gao Wen on the court, his high spirits were burning—
He didn't celebrate this time, he didn't roar, he didn't jump or cheer, he just clenched his fists tightly, like a **** of war, and scanned the entire No. 2 stadium with his eyes like a torch.
You don’t need words to feel that the monstrous momentum is spreading all over the audience, and it seems that you are using practical actions to challenge the stadium head-on:
Seed grave? Let's see who can have the last laugh!