MacDonald secretly clenched his fists to calm himself down——
Serve. Attack. Go to the net. High pressure.
The entire tactical combination and layout was very clear. The most important thing was that it was sudden and well executed. Gawain did not expect Macdonald to hit the net. Therefore, Macdonald had already taken the absolute initiative, but in the end he was defeated by Gawain's defensive counterattack to complete the counterattack?
Whether it is a training match or a regular game, this point needs reflection.
So, which part went wrong?
Carefully, MacDonald started from his own serve, reorganizing every choice and every shot, trying to find the problem.
line!
MacDonald's eyes lit up and he immediately realized the key:
Standing on the opposite side of the net is Gawain, who not only has excellent prediction ability, but also knows his own ball path very well, but his hitting line is still too regular and too conservative, from the previous hit to the high pressure just now.
The ball was all like this, and it failed to break Gawain's prediction.
Therefore, even if you take the initiative, it is still difficult to control the situation——
In a strong confrontation, it is difficult for him to take advantage of Gawain.
Think! Think!
MacDonald kept slapping his thighs, reminding himself over and over again.
The next point was Gawain's serve.
MacDonald tried to steal a serve, but Gawain was still better and suppressed MacDonald with a close serve.
Didn't get it.
MacDonald reflexively pushed back to the center with his backhand, and immediately returned to a defensive posture, waiting for Gawain's shot.
The entire fast-hitting connection still successfully formed a suppression, compressing Gao Wen's batting time, so that Gao Wen was unable to find a good offensive opportunity, and chose to hit the ball back in the deep area of the middle, further suppressing MacDonald.
of hitting space to prepare for subsequent shots.
This is how the round ball was formed.
Back and forth.
Don't give in an inch.
In the blink of an eye, more than 20 shots were played back and forth, and Gao Wen and MacDonald showed comprehensive coverage in transition between offense and defense on the court.
One kick! One grab!
Without warning, Macdonald entered the baseline.
It was originally a regular baseline shot, but Macdonald's sudden move broke the balance, entered the baseline, took a long step forward, and grabbed an ascending point, and the entire connection speed was obviously accelerated.
Oops!
Gawain immediately realized that the situation was not good, and he kicked off the ground and moved in the direction of his backhand.
Macdonald's racket head speed is slightly insufficient, and it is easy to make mistakes when changing his backhand into a straight line, so the diagonal line is his customary line.
However, you can see that before MacDonald was about to take action, he turned his wrist to the outside and pushed the tennis ball out with a very light and soft movement.
straight line!
Macdonald actually introduced a straight line.
Gawain tried to start it a second time, but it was still a little slower in the end. He watched helplessly as the tennis ball got into the gap and flew out.
Score!
"7:1".
Broken egg.
"ha!"
Macdonald clenched his fists and jumped up high, releasing his wanton and joyful laughter without reservation. Even from a distance, he could deeply feel the joy radiating from the inside out. The sweat on his forehead was dripping.
Shining brightly under the sun.
Because of scoring, but not just because of scoring.
It is more because I have found the right breakthrough point in the game and confrontation; moreover, even in the face of absolute difficulties, I have never given up, refused to surrender, gritted my teeth and persisted in my own way, and returned to the track of the game. This is
the most important thing.
Competitive sports are actually very simple and pure.
A smile bloomed at the corner of his mouth, as if he had just won not just a point, but the entire world.
boom!
A burst of applause and cheers erupted in the training ground. Everyone applauded Gao Wen and Macdonald. Unknowingly, they were immersed in the game, as if this was not a practice match, but a real duel.
Ho ho ho!
Ahhhh!
The audience all started to cheer, and thunderous sounds came from all directions, applauding Gawain and cheering for MacDonald.
Elena couldn't control herself and jumped and cheered together——
Gawain always seems to have such an energy in his body, which can easily infect the audience. That kind of devotion, that kind of enthusiasm, that kind of fighting spirit, burning up, just like... a little sun, as long as you stand on the court with both feet.
, his game is always full of passion and tension.
Looking at Gawain on the court, a smile bloomed at the corner of his mouth, he raised his hands, slapped his face with his left hand, and applauded Macdonald.
Little by little, Elena's mood brightened, and those shyness and restraints, those regrets and regrets disappeared with the wind under the sun.
Involuntarily, Elena recalled their first meeting again.
She stood in front of the library bookshelf, looking at the dazzling array of books in front of her, but she couldn't find a reference book required on the reading list. When she was worrying, a boy passed by behind her and noticed her embarrassment, so
Ask politely.
"Is there anything I can do to help?"
When she raised her head, she saw that oriental face. The clear and handsome face was like the breeze blowing through the pine treetops in early summer, mixed with the dry aroma of sunshine and soil. It was not strong or unassuming, but it lingered on her fingertips for a long time.
linger.
He helped solve her problem.
"You're welcome, welcome to UCLA," he said.
Before she could ask his name, he had already turned around and left, until they met again in a big class.
She doesn't know from which moment, her eyes are always looking for him in the crowd involuntarily. This is not a difficult thing. With his height and body shape, it is easy to find him, and then she will look at him:
Watching him laugh, she giggled along with him; watching him meditate, she couldn't help but be lost in thought too.
Those years were so beautiful, like a dream on a midsummer night, but before I had time to confess, the world had been turned upside down.
Then, he ran faster and faster, farther and farther, unable to touch or reach him anymore. That secret love was as violent as a summer rainstorm but fleeting.
Maybe, she, he, they all liked such a person when they were young. They seemed so close yet so far away. They seemed within reach but never really got close. They just simply... liked,
And this emotion was over before I could even express it.
In the dead of night, I always can't help but think, if I had been more proactive, if I had been more brave, could I have seen a different ending?
But they should not feel regretful, because at least in their youth, there once existed such a figure that lit up their world.
This is enough.
The reason why youth is beautiful is because of those wanton impulses...those imperfections, which will always be treasured in the depths of memory.
"Come on! Gawain!"
Elena shouted, finally losing her shyness and restraint, finding her former self, shouting loudly and generously, and her smile blooming again.