Every breath was like breathing fire, lava and gunpowder smoke surged in the chest, scalding hot, sharp pain could explode at any time, and even the nerves in the temples were twitching along with it.
I couldn't push my feet, my knees were shaking, every inch of my muscles and every cell were screaming, and the last bit of strength in my body was almost dried up. I really had no fuel and no ammunition.
Gao Wen tried his best, but his forehand shot was still slightly beyond the baseline, just a finger width away, but it ended up going out of bounds.
But Gawain didn't want to make excuses, and he had no intention of making excuses for himself. He was just... annoyed and disappointed, and a sense of powerlessness came to his heart.
Look up at the sky.
Gao Wen was tired. He knew he was tired. Although the match time was not as long as the Australian Open final at the beginning of the year, the consumption of clay brought deep fatigue. His body, brain, and soul all protested:
Tired. Tired, tired, tired.
He didn't even want to move a finger.
However.
He still doesn't want to give up. It's not just for victory, he just wants to fight to the end, he just wants to fight with his head held high until the last moment, he just wants to see where his limit is.
call……
For a long time, Gawain exhaled a long breath, put away the disappointment and annoyance, and quietly hid the confusion and fatigue.
The battle is not over yet.
Maybe the victory belongs to him, maybe the victory belongs to Stan, but it is not that important anymore. He just wants to join forces with the great opponent on the opposite side to continue the excitement of this game until the end.
He can still continue——
"8:9".
Wawrinka's serve won the game, and it was another chance for Wawrinka to move towards victory. All three previous times had failed, and six match points were wasted. Everyone said that it could only be three, but now it has exceeded three, so
Will the fourth time win the favor of the goddess of victory?
"40:0".
With three consecutive match points, an ACE, a straight-line forehand winner, and a straight serve, Wawrinka finally found his form.
After missing three serves to win the game, Wawrinka seemed to have finally overcome his uneasiness and fluctuations in the face of victory and stabilized his condition. Especially on the serve, his suppression of consecutive serves into the zone was excellent.
Overall, Wawrinka, who is in super-god form, is indeed one of the better performers today; however, Wawrinka's opponent today is Gawain, a god of war, whose unyielding will and tenacity are always burning, with a steady stream of energy.
The energy never seems to run out or disappear.
So, what about this time?
The seventh match point, zone two.
Wawrinka chose the outside corner to suppress his backhand, and Gawain's prediction was very accurate:
This is the fourth time in two service games that Wawrinka has chosen the outside corner in the second area.
The first second zone in this game was also from the outside corner, and the quality was very good. The large outside spin forced Gao Wen to swing his racket and unable to control the ball and went straight out of bounds.
When the serving state is excellent, players tend to copy the route and continue the feel. This route and the landing point follow the same pattern.
Gao Wen did not panic at the match point, and his prediction was accurate. He hit the backhand with both hands directly into the deep area of the center, forcing Wawrinka to retreat. Because there was not enough space to swing the racket, he was worried that the hard hit might cause it to go out of bounds.
Wawrinka used control and hit a backslash deep into the area.
It almost fell into the blind spot of Gawain's backhand baseline.
But Gao Wen was very decisive and straightforward. He used both hands to circle the backhand with full force. The backhand slash was like a cannon popping out of the chamber, directly piercing the slash path.
boom!
After landing, Wawrinka was on his backhand but could not touch the ball.
Simple and neat.
straightforward.
"40:15".
ah!
Gawain roared out, clenching his fists to cheer for himself, and kept jumping lightly on the spot, slapping his thighs, and continued to mobilize his energy.
Ahhhh!
The murderous aura bursting out of those eyes was still shining brightly, proving with actual actions that he was not ready to give up victory just like that——
Or to be more precise, he still desires victory. He is not satisfied with just saving match points. He believes that victory will belong to him in the end.
That belief, that enthusiasm, that passion once again ignited the Stade Philippe-Chatier.
Immediately afterwards, Gawain did it again.
Although Wawrinka's serve in the first area was good enough and strong enough to establish a clear advantage for himself, and his subsequent forehand and diagonal attacks were also very powerful; but Gao Wen, who was fully focused, also showed top defensive status, running all over the court, continuously back and forth.
Defend Wawrinka's three-shot attack that he is determined to win.
From the right side to the left side and back to the right side again, making sudden stops and turns, everything moved, covering the entire field. Gawain used accurate predictions and tireless running to win defensive space for himself, and also used an exquisite baseline shot.
The lofted ball suppressed Wawrinka and opened up a narrow living space.
Then, grab—
The backhand shot while running is in a straight line, fast enough, heavy enough, tricky enough and punchy enough.
Wawrinka's forehand successfully touched the tennis ball, but his footsteps were obviously suppressed, and his forehand was not closed in time, so he directly hit the tennis ball into the stands of the audience.
"40:30", the eighth match point, was successfully recovered.
ah!
Gawain looked up to the sky and roared, the bloody aura bursting out of his eyes filled the whole place, and the muscle lines outlined with sweat were about to burst. His excitement and madness, red in the face, made him look like the god of war reborn, and his roar shocked the whole place.
Philippe Chartier went mad.
incredible.
Unbelievable.
From the fourth set to the fifth set, he was often in trouble, but Gawain was always able to find a way, using perseverance, courage, courage, determination, and fighting spirit to fight his way out. That belief in victory and the will to fight,
It is burning brightly, enough to make every audience surrender to it.
The game has been close to five hours at this time. Considering that Gawain has been in a fierce battle for about three and a half hours, everyone can see that Gawain is constantly pushing his limits and exploring his potential for this game.
Each game brings a completely different charm.
At this time, in the players' lounge, Djokovic and Murray had returned and finished warming up, waiting to play. A large group of people gathered bustlingly, all looking at the TV screen in silence, just feeling the beating of their hearts.
The sound made my blood boil with excitement.
At this moment, with Roland Garros as the center, radiating and spreading towards Paris and around the world, countless tennis enthusiasts are watching this game and quietly watching Gawain roaring to the sky on the TV screen.
I deeply feel that the unyielding fighting spirit is burning.
Listen carefully, Philippe Chartier is paying the highest respect to Gawain.
"Bah! Gawain!"
"Bah! Gawain!"
This young man, who is only nineteen years old, is burning his ancient strength to fight to the end.
Plop. Plop.
The sound of the beating heart is like thunder. Even if you are just witnessing this game as a spectator, you can taste the smell of blood in your throat.
Gawain is fighting; Wawrinka is also fighting, not just for victory. The eyes of the two players briefly collided in the center of the court, and then they both staggered.
"40:30", three consecutive match points, and in a blink of an eye, only the last one was left.
