From leading "3:0" to losing the first set "3:6", the trend of this game was obviously not what Puy expected.
By the second set, Puy's confidence was in tatters and he was obviously unable to keep up, and the number of voluntary errors skyrocketed——
Against Federer, he is the king, he is the giant. Their strength is natural. As challengers, their mentality always remains tenacious.
Against Gawain, this is a new generation, even younger than himself. He should obviously be the challenger, but his psychological position is still slightly different.
Therefore, when facing Federer in Paris last year, Pouille did not collapse and fought to the end; when facing Gawain in Monte Carlo this year, Pouille collapsed.
"5:0".
Gawain, riding a brilliant horse, was far ahead. At this time, he had played eleven games in a row and was just about to deliver an invisible double yolk and a visible double yolk.
It was not until the end of the game that Puy won a face-saving game to avoid completely losing the game. The numbers were obviously not very good.
Despite this, Gao Wen showed no fluctuations in serving to win the game, only losing one point, and successfully cashed in on the first match point.
"6:3", "6:1".
The whole game is over.
Gao Wen won the first clay court season of his career, which was his first official clay court match and the first from the NCAA to the ATP.
Moreover, Gao Wen continued his winning momentum from hard courts to clay courts, taking the first step to switch venues under the spotlight and under heavy pressure.
The most important thing is that after Coric, Rublev, and Zverev Jr., Gao Wen once again defeated a "post-90s" rookie.
In addition, you can also see a series of names such as Raonic, Kyrgios, Kogkinakis, Tomic and so on in the list of defeated players under Gao Wen.
Currently, in the game against the new generation players, Gao Wen maintains a complete victory, shutting up those scumbags with his actual performance and proving his strength——
Looking back at this moment, Zverev's "maximum consumption" does not seem so shocking. After all, he is not the only player who has no way to defeat Gawain, and he probably will not be the last.
He deserves to be the first person of the new generation!
"Game, high..."
In the last point, Gawain broke the balance of the round with his iconic two-handed backhand in a straight line. At this time, Puy didn't have much fighting spirit. He realized that he was caught off guard again and was killed again. He just moved a few steps and saw that he couldn't catch up.
I simply gave up and stopped with a slow brake.
boom!
The tennis ball hit the advertising board.
Puy lowered his head and trotted towards the net. The shadow of the sun shrouded his face, and his expression could not be seen. He seemed to be thinking.
As soon as he reached the net, Puy could see Gao Wen, who was already there in advance, raised his head and shook hands in a friendly manner.
"exciting competition."
"exciting competition."
The two people exchanged a simple greeting with each other, which was slightly polite, but not malicious. The whole atmosphere seemed relatively peaceful.
Raising his head, Pui glanced at Gawain——
Calm, gentle, polite, calm.
It's like the whole game.
For a moment, it was difficult for Puy to decide whether this was politeness or disregard.
Didn't he put enough pressure on Gawain that he didn't even need to celebrate his victory?
Could it be that he wasn't strong enough to pose a threat to Gawain, so that he didn't have any mood swings after the game?
After carefully recalling the entire game and the score, Puy felt heartbroken.
So, what was going on in this game, everything started out great, but everything after that was a blur, and Puy didn't want to jog the memory.
The intricate taste surged on the tip of his tongue. Puy refused to stay here any longer, lowered his head again, and hurriedly turned around and left.
Gawain was left where he was.
But Gao Wen didn't mind. He waited for Puy to shake hands with the referee before taking the initiative to complete the final part of the post-match etiquette.
So, what is Gawain thinking at this time?
"Sure enough, Puy is still more suitable for hard courts."
Like Rublev and Busta, although they both grew up on clay, their own hitting styles are more suitable for hard courts.
Imagine that Puy's fast-connecting style of play is placed on fast hard courts, relying on rhythm and speed to create suppression, and the game will inevitably be more difficult.
Of course, this once again proves the huge difference between red clay and hard courts.
This game, for Gawain, can be said to be full of rewards, maybe even more than imagined——
Although I regretted missing the opportunity to meet Tim, this encounter with Puy opened the door to another world, which was still interesting.
Such thoughts have been echoing in Gao Wen's mind and persisted until the post-match press conference.
Even if the reporters tirelessly mentioned those cliche words again, it made Gawain feel like Sun Wukong surrounded by Tang Monk, and there was far more than just one Tang Monk——
"It's raining, put away your clothes", the magic voice fills your brain.
However, Gawain's good mood remained unaffected.
I originally thought that the clay court season might be a disaster, but now I unexpectedly discovered that it is actually a carnival. Who can refuse the carnival?
…
"Wow!"
Just after pushing out of the hotel room, Gawain could see Pu Lan curled up lazily on a beach chair in the sun like a Persian cat.
The floor-to-ceiling window on the balcony becomes a picture frame——
Blue sky, sea.
Sunshine, green trees.
In the quiet and charming picture, you can see Pulan concentrating on the laptop on his knees, wearing a knee-length T-shirt. The afternoon sunlight lightly outlines the graceful lines, but the messy and casual space is filled with a sense of joy.
The hazy atmosphere is dizzying.
Like a wonderful oil painting.
Obviously, this is far different from the scene on the tennis court, and completely different from the hustle and bustle of the press conference, like Alice in Wonderland.
Gawain had just finished a whole day of war and chaos. Gawain was obviously not mentally prepared. When he opened the hotel room door, he saw an unusual scene——
From training to competition to post-match busyness, everything was at a familiar rhythm. When he returned to the hotel room and saw a new scene, Gao Wen's first reaction was:
Did you go to the wrong room?
Subconsciously, he took a step back and looked at the room number again:
You didn't go wrong.
At this time, Pulan's attention also shifted, and he noticed the tall figure at the door. He put down the laptop on his knees, stood on tiptoes, and trotted towards Gawain. His face was filled with a bright smile that was as bright as the sun, and his chest was filled with joy.
Cheering with cheerful laughter.
"Congratulations!"
Just when Gawain thought that Pulan was about to open his arms for a big hug, Pulan suddenly braked and spun around in front of Gawain.
Hair flying.
Immediately afterwards, Pulan raised his hands high, like a cheerleader, jumping up and down, cheering, and clenching his hands into fists to imitate flower balls.
"Yeah! Yeah yeah!"
"Congratulations!"
The way that smile bloomed made the light in Gawain's eyes flow with it. He looked at Pu Lan helplessly and expressed his dissatisfaction——
