This saves you from having to go back and eat every day without having a delicious meal.
Since there was no women's 100-meter event at the Rome Station, it naturally jumped to the men's 100-meter event.
The men's 100 meters suddenly became star-studded because of Bolt and Powell.
There were a lot of people participating, and it was still a two-gun system.
In the preliminaries, each group has four qs, and the two groups can also supplement one small q, for a total of nine promotion places.
Zhao Haohuan and Lao Yi are in the first group, and Zhang Peimeng is in the second group.
There will be Powell in the first group. In addition, there is a voice that seems familiar to Zhao Haohuan. He is Jimmy Samuels.
This person was the only minor in the U18 class in the world from 1988 to 1987 who had better grades than Zhao Haohuan. In 2004, looking at the world's under-18s, there was only one teenager from 1987.
Muels ran to 10.25 seconds, which was better than him. Although this was with a wind speed of 1.5m/s, in fact, the real strength was only between Zhao Haohuan and Zhao Haohuan, but this was indeed the time in 2004, among the super geniuses
, the only scene that overpowered Zhao Haohuan.
What's even more outrageous is that just two months after turning 18, Samuels ran to 10.08s and opened 10.10s.
Suddenly, he was the most famous super star in the world.
Zhao Haohuan was injured and began to decline.
But unfortunately, in this year, Samuels was also injured. After his comeback, his best score in the second year was only 10.40.
When I was 20 years old, I could only run 10.22 seconds at best, which was actually about the same level as my seventeen-year-old self.
On the contrary, Zhao Haohuan recovered his body because of Su Shen, and gradually reborn as a phoenix.
For super geniuses, injury is the greatest source of destruction.
Samuels did not cherish his talent, nor did he have anyone with real vision to guide him. He returned before fully recovering, and later got injured. Naturally, his performance began to decline, and he no longer had the aura of the super genius he once was.
Last year was his best chance to break ten, but he failed to seize it, and then another wave of injuries struck.
This year, he is basically in a state of semi-waste.
My grades have dropped again to about the same level as when I was seventeen.
With such a score of 10.20~10.30, you are naturally a genius at the age of seventeen, but if you still have the same score in your twenties, you will become mediocre or even the last one in the United States.
Zhao Haohuan looked at Samuels. Apart from anything else, in his eyes, he could no longer see...
The existence of light.
When he was a teenager, he and Samuels met once, and it was supposed to be a good showdown.
As a result, Samuels canceled the game due to physical discomfort.
The showdown between two young geniuses from the East and the West did not take place as planned.
And now.
Zhao Haohuan looked at Samuels and found that Samuels even looked away from him, with a trace of envy hidden in his avoidance. He could only say... that he was really lucky.
In competitive sports, any competitive sport, the most taboo thing is injury.
The story of Phoenix Nirvana is certainly beautiful, but in fact, very few can actually achieve it.
Most of them fell into ruin after serious injuries, with no follow-up stories.
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A gunshot rang out.
Game start.
Zhao Haohuan is right next to Samuels. They are two people walking next to each other, one in the third lane and the other in the second lane.
A gunshot rang out.
Game start.
Zhao Haohuan quickly rushed out with bent arms. He felt that Samuels was like an amateur player, and he rushed out at such a speed...
So ordinary.
too slow.
This is Zhao Haohuan's only feeling.
Then there was no longer any possibility of observing Samuels.
Because Zhao Haohuan's own speed has already climbed up, there are only top-notch experts in front of him.
"Zhao Haohuan ran faster and the speed added up. The preliminaries were not difficult for him."
"He quickly surpassed the number one white flyer, LeMaitre."
“Follow closely the Jamaican flying star Powell in front, and finally let go and crossed the finish line.”
"Lao Yi is behind Lemaitre, fourth in the group, and two flower growers are here, entering the finals."
"The final results were: Powell 10.05s, Zhao Haohuan 10.06s, Lemaitrie 10.20s, and Labor 10.21s."
"The four of them entered the finals."
Zhao Haohuan didn't pay much attention to his results at this time, because it was just the preliminaries and there was no way he wouldn't make it.
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Easy to enter.
He just took another look at Lao Yi's results, and after seeing that Lao Yi also entered successfully, he naturally started looking for the name he was looking for.
He wanted to know about Samuels, the man who was once as famous as himself.
How much is it.
Which number is it?
The results surprised him.
Samuels' score was actually only 10.40.
He looked up at the slow-motion replay again, wondering if this guy was too careless and made a mistake.
The fact is that there were no mistakes and Samuels gave his best.
This shot.
He can only run so much.
10.40s?
This kind of achievement, at the age of seventeen, he could easily achieve it.
After all, this shot did not have no wind speed, there was still a small tailwind of about 0.6m/s.
But the result is still so miserable.
Seeing Samuels himself looking up at the results, his face became numb as he gasped.
Not even a look of surprise.
Zhao Haohuan knew it.
This former genius is already used to this result.
He is already thinking about his future.
Lost hope.
This expression seems a bit familiar to me.
It seems that it was the same when I hit rock bottom.
If it hadn't been for him, he would have given me a hand at that time.
He stretched out his hand in the teahouse and said: Come with me, I can take you back to the top.
perhaps.
Samuels now.
This is your own fate.
The genius generation of 2004 has really fallen, both in the East and in the West.
well.
Zhao Haohuan shook his head slightly. He had no choice but to say anything. He just went over and gave Samuels a friendly hug among athletes.
This hug made Samuels seem a little stunned for a moment.
After all, on the track and field, no one will care about you without any achievements.
In Omi, this is even more true.
Especially when a genius falls like this, most people are looking at the joke to add insult to injury.
I didn't expect that this oriental man would actually remember me.
"Thanks." Samuels said after Zhao Haohuan turned around.
Zhao Haohuan did not look back, but his body seemed to have stopped for a moment, and he continued to walk away.
It was just this side that Samuels couldn't see. Zhao Haohuan looked down at his palms.
It seemed like he said something.
But except himself.
No one heard what it was.
On the contrary, Su Shen, who was far away in Eugene, across the ocean, suddenly sneezed unexpectedly.
"What's going on? I don't have a cold."
Su Shen rubbed his nose and didn't pay attention. He continued to look at the TV screen with Liu Xiang and the others.
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A generation of geniuses fell inexplicably like this. When they rose, they were shouting loudly, but when they fell, they were silent.
I remember when I saw Samuels, I thought this guy was awesome.
Pity.
This may be another cruel beauty of competitive sports.