Match Point

Chapter 463: Small fluctuations

Match point, one serve, net.

Wow!

The audience burst into applause, cheers, screams, whistles, and the audience couldn't wait to celebrate Gao Wen's mistake.

Ho **** ho!

Ahhh!

The overwhelming sound completely swallowed the referee's continuous request for "quiet", and the entire Arthur Ashe Stadium fell into a frenzy.

When Gao Wen prepared to serve the ball, he had to stand up straight again, showing a little helplessness, then pursed the corners of his mouth, and began to juggle the ball with his left hand, like juggling, waiting for the noise from the scene to disappear. The American audience, whose spirit was deeply rooted in their bones, let out laughter.

Finally, the noise finally stopped, and then Gao Wen had to re-pat the ball and readjust to complete the second serve.

Throw the ball! Kick off! Turn! swing!

Facing the match point, Gao Wen chose an outside corner, aimed at Djokovic's forehand, and consciously increased the rotation to create an outside rotation effect.

but!

Djokovic predicted success in advance. He threw his body out with one step and kicked the ground. He completed a quick whip with his forehand and used the strength of his arm and wrist to quickly push the tennis ball back.

Fast and heavy, thin and sideways.

Djokovic directly made a small slash effect, and Gawain only had time to move a small step to the right sideways before he knew it was too late.

Back serve ACE!

"40:30".

Ahhh!

The audience is thunderous!

The mighty cheers released energy like a volcanic eruption, and the golden sunlight burst from the audience, rushing towards Gao Wen with claws and teeth.

Gao Wen shook his head lightly, his second serve was a little more conservative, the outer corner was not completely torn, and then he was caught by Djokovic. At the match point of the Grand Slam semi-finals, his mentality was also the same. There were still some unavoidable fluctuations, but in fact, compared to the joy of advancing to the next round, it was more the thought of defeating Djokovic that shook the nerves.

calm. Calm down calm down.

Turning around, with his back to Djokovic, Gao Wen took a deep breath and calmed himself down. The more chances there are in the match point, the more normal he needs to be, otherwise any slight deviation may lead to an imbalance of mentality. Then the game was completely overturned and became another look.

Especially against a top player like Djokovic—

Can't be conservative, can't be nervous, can't be conservative, can't be nervous.

Gao Wen secretly reminded himself that today's entire match was won by him actively, so the last moment should have a beginning and an end.

He needs to take the game into his own hands!

Then, turn around and walk to the baseline, ready to serve.

One hair, long, out of bounds.

Wow!

Ahhh!

Ahhh!

Arthur - Ashe stadium has been crazy, bubbling magma continuous blowout, the game has really come to a critical moment.

"Obviously, Gao Wen also felt the pressure."

"It's the second time in a row that you can't make a single serve, and the second serve just now was directly scored by Djokovic. This kind of pressure is indeed unimaginable, but Gao Wen needs to keep calm now, and can't think about winning for the time being. It’s about focusing on that.”

Hu Litao couldn't help swallowing a mouthful of saliva, saying that Gao Wen needs to keep calm, but he himself was so nervous that he couldn't breathe.

This is what match point is all about. If you catch it, everything is free; but if you miss it, you will start to panic. If you miss more and more times, you will gradually doubt yourself, so that you don’t know how to play at all. , Many games are reversed like this.

Hu Litao couldn't help wiping the sweat from his palms on his thighs.

The audience must be like this too. Djokovic caught a second-serve return ace in the previous point. This time Gao Wen must face more pressure. Maybe Djokovic will copy and paste it?

Snapped. Snapped. Snapped.

The overwhelming shouts at the scene finally stopped, and then fell into a dead silence, as if all the 25,000 spectators in the audience were holding their breath, only the sound of Gao Wen hitting the ball echoed.

Snapped. Snapped. Snapped.

Gao Wen patted the ball for a little longer, as if he was infected by Djokovic, so that the tense and suffocating atmosphere spread on the surface of the skin, and goose bumps began to pop out one after another.

Then, Gawain finally stopped hitting the ball—

Throw the ball! Kick off! Turn! swing!

hit the ball!

boom.

The tennis ball is flying, not only does it not have deceleration and acceleration insurance, but it also riskily copied a first serve—

What?

Gao Wen's serve was completely regarded as a first serve, and on the second match point, he risked two serve mistakes and caused a double fault to fight for a second serve!

This, this is too bold!

All the audience held their breath in unison, and even swallowed the exclamation directly, frightened by the accident in front of them.

drop!

The speedometer at the corner of the court showed that the speed of Gawain's ball was 120 miles (194 kilometers) per hour, which was even faster than the average speed of the fourth set in the third set. It could be seen at a glance that Gawain was in such a critical moment. Time to fight for a flat serve!

frenzied.

So, what about angles?

Press the forehand close.

A point before, Djokovic returned a winning point with a forehand, but now Gao Wen actually challenged Djokovic's forehand for the second time in a row, with only a slight change, such a choice, Such a strategy, such a tactic, made all the spectators watching the game at this moment stupefied.

Never thought of it.

Djokovic also did not expect that this should be a second serve with reduced force and decelerated force, but after Gao Wen's serve was over, the tennis ball had already jumped in front of his nose, and the entire speed and rhythm broke expectations. It was Djokovic who was also caught off guard.

Leaning back and retreating, the upper body reacted reflexively to make way for the space. It was too late to swing the forehand, so he could only use the quick swing of the forearm to drive power.

boom!

The tennis ball hits the racket—

Not to mention the fourth set of the third set, in fact, throughout the match, Gao Wen's serving speed was still more in the range of 111 miles (180 kilometers) to 118 miles (190 kilometers) per hour, focusing on control. The speeding up made Djokovic's response seem flustered and unfamiliar.

But ~lightnovelpub.net~ Djokovic is still Djokovic, and the package of wrist and arm strength just pushed the tennis ball back lightly.

However, Djokovic did not act too hastily, and immediately launched a counterattack. Instead, he pushed the tennis ball into a deep area in the middle, which to some extent restricted Gao Wen's next attack. As long as the two sides can form a stalemate round, then The game can start, and this is the best way for Djokovic to deal with it when he is caught off guard.

Whoosh!

In the next second, the tennis ball pulled out a light parabola across the sky, and the blue and gold intertwined sky outlined a lazy arc. After crossing the net, it quickly fell towards the bottom line. The position collided past, and the naked eye could still see the violent rotation, rushing towards the face like a propeller.

rush!

jump up!

change!

The huge pressure brought by the entire sphere rushed towards Gawain at ten times the speed.

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