Sampras's tense heartstrings relaxed. He could understand Agassi's thoughts, but he refused to understand.
So, he rolled his eyes and complained mercilessly, "You just deliberately picked on Qiao, right? You just want to be able to reject me in person once, right?"
Agassi pursed his lips quietly and smiled shyly, but said nothing.
Sampras was speechless for a while. Looking at Agassi's expression, he became so angry that he couldn't help but rant.
"Do you still think you are hiding it well? Steffi has already seen through it. Your family went to Melbourne to watch the game. With Steffi's cleverness, can't she still see your little thoughts?"
"If you think about it seriously, was it Steffi who suggested that the family go to Melbourne Park to watch the game?"
"She must have seen through your mind. Tell me, you will never be able to escape from Steffi's clutches in your life."
Agassi didn't mind either and touched his bald head, "I'm happy to."
Sampras: ...Is he stuffed with dog food now?
Immediately afterwards, Agassi nodded slightly.
"I know, Steffi should have noticed it."
"But it was because Steffi saw it that I needed to ask her opinion. We needed to sit down and have an honest exchange."
In fact, things are still feasible. After all, all clay court events are concentrated in the European continent, and they are only a few hours away; and the entire clay court season is only a little more than two months, which is not a long time.
After the grass court season, it's Sampras' time.
Although Agassi just rejected Sampras, it can be heard from these words that Agassi is already moved.
Sampras still had some doubts, but Agassi's subsequent words confirmed his suspicions.
"Also, I want to ask if Steffi is willing to go to Europe with me. She hasn't been back to Germany for a long time, and Paris has always been one of her favorite cities."
"If Steffi is willing, don't forget, she is the real clay court master."
Going around in circles, they forgot about the clay clay masters, far away in the horizon and right in front of their eyes——
Steffi Graf, six-time French Open champion.
The most impressive thing should be that in 1988, in the French Open final that year, she defeated Natasha Zvereva with double balls in just thirty-two minutes; also in the same year, she completed
Four Grand Slams plus the Olympic Golden Slam.
During Graf's career, she won a total of 32 clay court championships and achieved 32 consecutive clay court victories from 1986 to 1988.
It turns out that Agassi also has his own plans and ideas:
Rejection is not really rejection.
Sampras had no time to complain about Agassi. His attention was completely attracted by Agassi.
"Yes, why did I forget?"
"Steffi's understanding of spin is not at the same level as the two of us."
"Have you ever watched Gowan play in the NCAA?"
"He has always had his own understanding and application of spin. Especially when power is not dominant, he always knows how to skillfully use spin to break the balance. However, he later moved to the professional arena and placed more emphasis on power confrontation, so
He gradually reduced the use of spin."
"It is precisely because of this that I have always believed that he has more room for improvement outside of hard courts, both on clay and grass."
"If Steffi is willing to give some advice to Gawain..."
As he talked, Sampras became excited.
Even Agassi was smiling.
It's hard to imagine that just ten seconds ago, the two were at war with each other, and Sampras wanted to eat Agassi alive.
Agassi told Sampras to calm down.
"Do not think too much."
"Steffi is definitely not interested in coaching or consulting work, so don't hold out too much hope."
"However, there should be no problem in giving some opinions or guidance. In the end, we still have to rely on ourselves. Of course, the most important thing is Gawain."
Sampras didn't listen at all and kept making "OK" gestures.
"I know I know."
"Then you go back today and discuss it with Steffi. If it doesn't work, I will ask Gawain to tell Steffi personally. I think Steffi likes Gawain very much."
As he spoke, Sampras was already beaming with joy, as if Graf had nodded in agreement——
With Agassi as the leader, Sampras as the assistant, and Graf's off-court opinions.
Once the trip can take place, Gao Wen will be able to find a backbone for the clay court season. Even if there are no results this year, there will still be hope.
Even more reliable than Sampras and Agassi in their prime.
Agassi was a bit dumbfounded.
He wanted to remind Sampras that the clay court season is still far away, and what he should consider now is Indian Wells and Miami.
But when the words came to his lips, he swallowed them anyway, because he himself couldn't help but become excited.
The future is worth looking forward to.
There was a sense of lightness in the air.
So much so that when Gao Wen's training reached a certain stage, he could clearly feel the lightness between Sampras and Agassi.
"What's wrong?" Gawain didn't know why.
Sampras waved his hands repeatedly, "It's okay, it's okay, Andre just told a joke."
"Andre?" Gawain looked shocked and doubted his ears.
If it was Sampras telling a joke, it would be an accident and it wouldn't be a shock, but what Agassi said?
Agassi was speechless for a while. This guy couldn't even lie. He spread his hands and said, "It's just because the joke wasn't funny, so someone complained about it."
Sampras nodded like a nodding doll.
Gawain was slightly confused. Why did he always feel that Sampras's expression seemed to have a low IQ? Are you sure there is nothing wrong?
However, before Gawain could continue to ask, Sampras changed the subject and discussed the training plan with Peart.
Very deliberate and very blunt.
Gawain felt more and more unusual and couldn't help but guess what happened between Sampras and Agassi.
Agassi noticed Gao Wen's expression and quickly patched it up, "It's okay, we discussed the clay court season."
I only spoke half of my words and hid the other half, but it was definitely the truth.
Gawain suddenly realized, "It looks like there is good news."
Agassi just smiled and said nothing, and did not explain any more.
While he was talking, Gawain noticed a figure wandering outside the training ground. He seemed to be unable to find the entrance. He was carrying a huge equipment bag that stood out——
The NCAA spring season has kicked off. The Bruins are heading to an away game this week, so the training ground is basically empty and there are no players in sight.
After taking a closer look, Gawain's eyes showed surprise uncontrollably.
"Gregor?"
After shouting aloud, Dimitrov, who was outside the barbed wire fence, turned around, raised his right hand high, and waved to Gawain.
Wait, didn't Dimitrov go back to Miami for training? Why did he come to Los Angeles? And he just showed up suddenly without calling in advance?
Gawain quickly greeted him.
Agassi quietly exhaled, and Gawain's attention was finally diverted. It was safe for the time being. Otherwise, he was not sure how long he could resist.
