The entire Arthur Ashe Stadium was in a state of shock, but in the blink of an eye it was grabbed by the throat, all the noise of surprise and shock was cut off, and then the stadium escaped into a cage of buzzing heat.
There was silence.
Jiang Yanyun's heart suddenly stopped beating.
"...Gawain, fell down."
Zhan Jun's brain was a mess, and he subconsciously described the scene he saw before him, but he was unable to react, let alone explain or comment.
Above the eardrums, there was only a noisy roar that continued to surge.
Buzz...buzz...
My mind is completely blank, with no thoughts or emotions, just a blank space.
"Well, there was an unexpected situation on the court. We are not sure what happened for the time being. The referee has now left his seat to conduct inquiries."
"Let's watch the replay."
Years of rich experience in commentary allowed Zhan Jun and Hu Litao to barely regain their senses, but the shock and worry on their faces could not be concealed at all.
"Actually, this goal should be an opportunity. Gao Wen suddenly stopped and turned, then adjusted his position in small steps and prepared to attack, but..."
"ah."
"My steps didn't stop..."
"The knees are a little weak and are not completely straight, causing the center of gravity to become unbalanced..."
"This is a stubborn problem on hard courts, because the court has no buffering force, and sudden turns and stops have a very violent impact on the knees. Once the knees become weak and cannot provide sufficient support, the entire movement will be unbalanced."
"oh……"
"The fall was very serious. Although Gao Wen dropped the racket immediately and did a roll to protect himself, his right ankle was still crooked."
"Oh my god."
After Zhan Jun said it, he realized that he could not control the interjection. This is a situation that needs to be avoided as much as possible during the explanation process.
But this scene before me...
Hu Litao fully understood, took a deep breath, and quickly covered his partner.
"After the replay of this scene, I suggest that the US Open Organizing Committee should not continue to broadcast it. This is a visual impact and the audience should not see this scene."
"but."
"Gawain, uh, Gawain is sitting on the ground holding his ankles. He can't stand up by his own strength. Uh, the situation is a bit bad."
difficult!
Very very difficult!
Even though I was just watching this scene, I couldn't help but feel heartbroken and couldn't breathe. I simply couldn't imagine the pain the person involved was going through.
"...Medical staff have entered the scene."
"Gaowen stood up again with the help of the referee and medical staff. His right leg did not dare to touch the ground."
All kinds of emotions are spreading at Arthur Ashe Stadium. The sun is still shining brightly, but the whole world seems to be shrouded in a thick shadow.
Zhan Jun's heart was beating wildly. He barely regained his shock and continued to maintain his professionalism, trying to fill the silence and shock at the scene with his voice.
"This... situation is difficult, really, really difficult."
"Only two weeks ago, Gauvin suffered a first-degree abdominal muscle strain in Toronto. There was still a lot of suspicion until the start of the US Open. People were worried that Gauvin might not be able to catch up with this US Open because
Due to injury, he is very likely to miss the title defense this year."
"But in the end, Gawain caught up."
"For the fans, it's a miracle."
"Although his condition has not returned to its best, in the first two rounds, in fact, including today's game, Gao Wen still showed his competitive spirit, slowly and slowly finding the feel of the game, and adapting bit by bit.
Competition and competition, and improve your competitiveness in defending the title."
"However……"
Zhan Jun let out a breath and looked at Gao Wen with his head buried in a towel on the court. The medical staff were diagnosing Gao Wen's right leg. Just this scene made people breathless. This was already
This was the second time they saw this scene in less than half a month.
It is not easy to see players injured at any time. Although they understand that this is part of competitive sports, they still cannot bear it.
What's more, the feeling of having something like this happen to Gawain for the second time in such a short period of time and at such a close distance is indescribable.
Zhan Jun's mouth was just full of bitterness. He didn't realize it himself, his voice was slightly choked, and an indescribable emotion surged up.
"In fact, this year's US Open... is unusual, very strange."
"Yesterday, the young American player Jack Sock was like this. Due to the scorching heat, he suffered severe cramps on the field. He could not even stand on his own strength. He was almost carried off the field by medical staff. If he continued to play, it is very likely that he would
His life was in danger and he had to choose to withdraw from the race."
"This is not the first, but the second. So far, 14 players have withdrawn from the US Open in just five match days."
"This year's high temperature is a severe challenge for every player. Murray and Nadal have also experienced very difficult matches, and now this scene is happening again."
"...difficult. All of this is really too difficult."
As he spoke, Zhan Jun couldn't help but close his eyes and continue to stare at Gao Wen, which was a kind of torture.
In the players box.
Jiang Yanyun turned her head away and hid behind Gao Hongli. She didn't dare to look directly. Even just a glance from the corner of her eyes could easily destroy all her defenses. She tried her best but still couldn't control herself. Her fingertips trembled.
It was so severe that I couldn't even clench into a fist.
Then, Jiang Yanyun saw Pu Lan.
Pulan had also stood up, with her fingers crossed, and she was staring at the court quietly, staring intently and holding her breath, as if all the energy in the world was pouring down towards the center of the court; she straightened her waist slightly, although her shoulders were slightly moving.
Trembling, but still raising his head and chest.
Strong. Perseverance. Firm.
Jiang Yanyun's eyes turned red, and tears blurred her vision. She took a deep breath, sat up straight again, left Gao Hongli's back, and looked towards the court again. At a glance, she could see Gao Wen who was bandaging his ankle.
Medical staff protected the ankle with a white bandage.
One layer after another.
One layer, another layer.
The entire ankle is thickly wrapped.
Jiang Yanyun's heart felt like it was being torn apart. This was already the second time in a short period of time. She really couldn't bear it and couldn't stand it anymore.
But Gawain needs her, doesn't he?
Even she is already like this, let alone Gawain who has endured all the pain and setbacks?
She cannot be weak.
Jiang Yanyun bravely puffed up his chest and turned to look at Pu Lan. On that young and immature face, tears filled with determination flashed forward.
So, Jiang Yanyun gently patted Pu Lan on the shoulder, the two exchanged glances, and then Jiang Yanyun said, "This is not the end yet."
Pu Lan was stunned for a moment, and then the smile on his lips bloomed——
He, they, are still fighting.
Buzz.
Buzz buzz.
Arthur Ashe Stadium was filled with turmoil and noise. After a brief period of silence and anxiety, someone finally made a sound.
listen.
The sound of the wind started with a passionate roar, like a spark of fire, but in the blink of an eye it spread throughout the entire place with the force of a prairie fire.
What they are shouting is not Gawain's name, but——
