"Gawain! I love you! Please win the championship!"
A hoarse shout came from the stands near the players' tunnel, and one could even faintly detect the cry hidden in it.
Gawain stopped and looked towards the source of the sound. A bright smile bloomed at the corner of his mouth, and the lights and stars in the sky were reflected in the depths of his eyes.
"Thanks!"
He said.
If possible, Gao Wen also hopes to stay for a while to thank the fans for their support. Especially in the past few games, Rod Laver Arena is like a dragon's den and a tiger's den for fans.
The fans waving flags and cheering at the scene are very precious.
However, Gao Wen had already stayed at the entrance of the players' tunnel for nearly ten minutes, signing one tennis ball after another——
There is still a senior race waiting for you later, which is the final highlight of the whole day's competition.
In order to avoid delaying the schedule, the staff has urged Gao Wen twice that he must leave.
Then Gawain raised his voice and spoke.
"See you in the finals."
There was a commotion among the fans, and many girls could even be seen screaming and cheering excitedly.
Gawain bent down to pick up his equipment bag. Without warning, he felt dizzy and his knees became weak. The heavy equipment bag pulled his body and sank. The surging energy of gravity broke his balance. He staggered and almost fell.
If he was about to fall, he simply squatted down on the spot.
"ah!"
"Gawain!"
At the entrance of the players tunnel, a burst of exclamations and panicked voices filled my ears.
But Gawain didn't have the heart to take care of this.
My calves were trembling, as if I could feel hundreds of butterflies vibrating their wings in my stomach, and my internal organs were beginning to tremble.
A double overdraft both physically and mentally.
Although judging from the score results, Gao Wen's promotion was smooth sailing and he encountered almost no challenges, but the game process was another story.
Especially the last three games.
The impact of Kyrgios, the pressure of the home crowd, the dangerous situations against Nadal and Murray, step by step, layer by layer, the pressure is connected.
In fact, when today's game reached the third set, Gao Wen had already felt the stiffness of the calf muscles and some faint signs of cramps. However, Gao Wen continued to massage and relieve the pain during the rest time between games. At the same time, he was completely focused.
Concentrate on the game and forget about it for the time being.
Against Nadal and Murray, the scores seemed easy and simple, but the actual consumption was unimaginable, and they were far more intense than last year's US Open.
If it were not for the hard training of physical fitness during this offseason, I am afraid that it would be difficult for Gao Wen to continue to maintain such a high level of status after the Australian Open reaches this stage this year.
Despite this, after the game, the heavy pressure on my shoulders was relieved, and my body still protested——
No matter what, this is another milestone in Gao Wen's career, not just because of advancing to the Australian Open finals, but more because of consecutive defeats of the two giants Nadal and Murray. For any men's singles player
, this has been a feat over the past ten years.
In addition to joy and happiness, Gao Wen also needs a little space to release and prepare for the upcoming finals.
My knees are shaking.
"Sir, are you okay?"
In my ears, a voice came from far and near. After a short period of oxygen deprivation, my brain regained its state and captured the words amidst the noise.
"It's okay." Gawain raised his head, and then saw a child dressed as a caddy standing in front of him with a worried face. He had recovered by now, took a deep breath, and regained his breathing rhythm, "Wait a minute.
Wait, you're that kid, right? We met at Margaret Court Arena."
The caddy in front of him was the same caddy who was almost hit by Kyrgios' racket in the match between Gawain and Kyrgios.
The caddy's face instantly blossomed. He never expected that Gawain would still remember him, and the surging emotions made his voice tremble uncontrollably.
"Yes, sir."
"Are you okay? I mean, you don't have any psychological problems, right?"
"No, no, no."
Gawain gently raised his chin, and the smile at the corner of his mouth was still light and bright, without the sweating embarrassment and embarrassment at all, "This is really good news, you are a brave child. Now it seems that I may need a little help."
, can you support me to stand up?"
The caddy nodded casually and stepped forward quickly, playing the role of a crutch to support Gawain. Then, Gawain stood up staggeringly with the help of his strength.
The muscles in my calf are still trembling.
call……
Gawain let out a long breath and regained his balance.
"Sir, let me help you carry your golf bag back to the locker room." The caddy bravely offered help.
A faint smile appeared in Gawain's eyes, "Thank you very much. I know you really want to help. Thank you very much for your willingness to help. However, this is my battle, and this battle is not over yet, so,
I have to go on by myself, and I will never surrender."
The caddy was slightly stunned. Isn't this game over? Why did Gawain say it's not over yet?
Gawain picked up his golf bag again, raised his head, straightened his chest, and took steps. Although his steps were still slightly clumsy, his steps were so firm.
The caddy watched Gawain slowly disappearing from the player's tunnel. The boards of previous champions on both sides reflected a faint halo, outlining the outline of the tall figure.
Suddenly, an idea flashed in the caddy's mind, and then everything became clear——
finals!
This battle is indeed not over yet, there is still one last battle, a decisive battle at the top of the Forbidden City; and Gawain will still fight to the end.
Thinking of this, the caddy couldn't help but straighten his back. A seed of a dream took root and sprouted deep in his soul, and then grew vigorously.
When Gao Wen returned to the players' lounge, Jiang Yanyun and Gao Hongli rushed up immediately, looking at Gao Wen up and down with worried faces.
"Mom, I'm fine, really."
Although Gao Wen said this, Jiang Yanyun didn't believe it at all. One second, they returned to the locker room happily to celebrate the victory; the next second, they saw Gao Wen's knees weakening on the TV screen.
All the joy was frozen in place, filled with worry.
"Mom, I'm fine, really. You look at me like this, as if I'm still a baby, and so many people are watching me coming and going."
Even though he knew that Gawain was talking nonsense, Jiang Yanyun still couldn't hold it back. His smile was almost broken, but he controlled himself at the last moment and patted Gawain on the back of his head, but because of the height difference, he couldn't take the photo.
It hit the neck with a snap, and the sound was particularly clear.
"In my eyes, you are just a child, no matter how old you are, you will still be a child."
Gawain looked cute, bent his knees, and stretched out the back of his head.
Jiang Yanyun looked at his son who was like a living treasure and couldn't laugh or cry, but he still didn't forget about the business, "What happened just now? I was really scared to death by you."
"My calf is a little cramped, that's all." Gao Wen opened his mouth to answer, but Jiang Yanyun didn't believe it at all, his eyes were full of doubt.
If one move doesn't work, think of another move.
Gawain pretended to wail, "Mom, actually, I'm exhausted, and I'm almost unsteady on my feet now. How about this, I go get a massage first, and you can continue when I get back?"