pop!!
pop!
It was indeed a top player.
The ball is insane, like a boxing match, all of which fought to the sweet spot (a sport term that means the best spot to fly when hit by a club, racket, or bat). The cannon rang naturally.
"Fifteen All!"
The referee gave the score.
But neither the player nor the audience listened. Strange forces and uplifting feelings have been choking the stadium.
'Quickly… continue.'
All are united in heart.
The pressure for the US Open major crushed two players. But Sampras and Sapin were geniuses who were born with the destiny of star. The press is to enjoy Ms. Safin's ingenuity.
This is a rare scene that I have seen many times before.
"Fault!"
Sampras's serve was determined to be a fault, and the ball dashed into Sapin's back wall and bounced back to Saffin at high speed. Sapin's novelty began.
"Wow!
Took!
Rather than looking back, he stretched his feet like a scorpion, kicked the ball, and handed it to Volvo waiting next to the net. Volvo didn't want to miss the scene of conversion, so he caught the ball with one hand.
A pair… … .
Applause lasted not too long for the game.
After a while, the game started again.
***
Young-seok, who knows the outcome of the game, was uncomfortable, but the seemingly unilateral development of the game paralyzed almost everyone.
Plump.
Clearly, he will be shaking with bliss, and he is busy to soothe his heart as fast as he can, and he is preparing to serve with his eyes pretending to be Taeyeon regardless of his examination. But Yeong-seok knows. How crazy is Sapin now, and how extreme can concentration be?
6: 4, 6: 3, 5: 3
The score is engraved on the scoreboard.
Safin took both the first and second sets, leaving only one game in the last three sets. In the end, Sapin has the right to serve. What would you hear if tens of thousands of people swallow at the same time?
'Wait a minute, can I make money with Toto?'
Aside from all the tensions, Yeong-seok thought like that unreasonably.
"All major competitions from 2000 to 2014… That's a major tournament for 15 years, a total of 60 counties. I remember all my scores. '
If there is "legal gambling" besides football, Yeong-seok will be able to make a fortune.
'done. What money do you earn by playing? And… In the future, I will enter all major competitions… Will history not change? '
The delusions for a while were so scattered.
"Town."
pop!
Safin attempted to serve like a cannon, spitting out a lot of breath, with no tone.
"Fault !!"
There was a sigh of relief somewhere and a sigh of sadness somewhere.
"훕!"
pop!!
Safin continued the second serve at a quick pace.
'The course is fast even in the middle.'
As it was a second serve, Safin's sub who didn't aim for a fatal course was inserted in the middle.
However, good luck was inflicted on the body of Sampras. Sampras made a sliced noodle with a racket and held it up at an angle. A backhand return was made. Barely flipping ball. Safin, who was waiting for the ball at the baseline centermark, greeted the eyes.
pop!!
pop!!
A fairly long rally started with Safin's backhand at the Centermark.
Sampras also responded with the backhand cross.
'Sampras' one-hand backhand is great, but Safin's two-hand backhand is even better. Sapin now seems to be able to win even when he's in touch with Federer.
As Young Suk predicted, Sampras's backhand cross returned to a stronger backhand cross.
Sampras, who greeted the ball, flipped the ball with a backhand slice. Sapin, however, mercilessly split the backhand, whether it was a slice spin or a top spin. For a while, Sampras and Sapin's backhand fight continued.
"hook!"
Whether you wanted it or not, it was Sampras who gave up the backhand fight first.
He sent the ball straight, not cross, as a backhand slice. Safin didn't panic on a sudden turn, but sneaked up to cross forehand. Likewise, Sampras went out for a four-handed cross, but Safin thought the key point of the show was "backhand," or hit the straight with a forehand to make Sampras hit the backhand.
pop!!
Sampras hit the backhand cross again, and Safin went back to the backhand cross as well.
Tadak!
However, Sampras began stepping on the ball coming into his backhand, as if he would not be dragged anymore. Graceful staff moved Sampras's body calmly and created a space for a forehand. This is commonly referred to as 'turn around forehand'. The drawback is that the open space is wider, but with that aggressive strategy you can distract your opponent's pace.
pop!!
Sampras' forehand straight.
In Sapin, Sam is an untimely blow. But today's sapin was so different. The moment Sampras stepped, he split the consciousness into two cases, or as soon as he was straight, he swooped the ball and hit a forehand cross.
pop!!
The ball flew quickly toward the open space of the empty Sampras.
For Sampras, the strategy was a failure. But he's also a top player, hard to hit the ball and hit a forehand cross.
pop!!
"out!!"
The buzz reached its peak when the ball was judged out.
"Champion points."
When the referee's snarling sounded the court, Safin and Sampras increased their superhuman concentration.
Sapin burned his will to finish, and Sampras burned his will to break the situation.
The sub is sapin, the sub position is ad coat.
A plump, small bouncing ball thundered into everyone's ears. Everyone was immersed as if they had forgotten to breathe.
"Wet!"
pop!
"Fault !!"
Sadly, the first serve of sappins in the wide is unfortunately a fault.
"hook!"
pop!!
The second serve was shot again in a halfway course. The situation was similar to the previous point.
Sampurs' return was excellent this time. I started to dash to the net with a long and deep return to the backhand slice.
Return & Bali.
Sampras' intention was to lead the game to Bali, one of the all-weather Sampras advantages over Safin. Nevertheless, today's sapin was not a regular bet.
Sampras's return was handled by a backhand, which killed Sampras' spin, as well as his own spin. The course crosses dripping in front of the net. I was reading Sampras's move to Bali.
phut!
As a ball with a strong spin fell to Sampras's ankle, Sampras shook the ball and squeezed the racket.
Tung.
"out!!"
"Wow!
As championship points ended and Sapin's victory was confirmed, a massive shout shook the court.
It was not comparable to the shout when Young-suk's victory and Jin-hee's victory were decided. It was literally the heaven and the earth. Jin-hee pale the complexion in her overwhelming shout, and Yeong-seok also calmed her heart by clenching her fists.
'this… This is a major championship… … . '
Young-seok's major competition was his wheelchair category.
'Also, this is real tennis.'
Regardless of what the people in the world said, Yeong-seok's idea of closeness was correct.
At least today's spirit felt that way.
Young-sook's eyes screamed as she sat down on the court and kissed the floor.
***
"Yeah ~ It's so nice and nice to our players."
Park Chung-hoon praised Young-suk, Jin-hee and Lee Jae-rim who dressed up neatly by pressing the shutter of the camera. All three were accustomed to interviewing reporters and interviewing, so they smiled in anticipation of good pictures.
"I want to take the next picture with a trophy… how is it?"
"It's okay."
Yeong-seok answered immediately. Jin Hee nodded.
"… good."
Lee Jae-rim was not happy to see if the shape of the trophy was damaged alone.
Yeong-seok and Jin-hee were huge cup-shaped trophies, but they were dish-shaped trophies. That means only one thing: runner up.
Yeong-seok glanced at Lee Jae-rim, who felt blatantly upset, but did not say anything. This part can not help it.
As Park Jung-hoon put his eyes on the camera finder, Lee's grimy face was instantly colored with a smile. Yeong-seok's advice has made Lee more mature. Satisfied introspection also smiled and stared at the camera.
Click.
The sound of the shutter rang in the drawing room, and Park Jung-hoon, who put the camera down, started to ask questions by holding a fan and a notebook.
"First of all, congratulations. Adventist first came to overseas expedition, how was it? "
Lee answered the question with all his heart.
"Until now, we have participated in competitions with classmates. When I was in solo exhibitions, I was very willing as 'the same affiliation' anyway. This is the biggest difference from overseas expeditions. Everything was so strange that I was scared and shrunk. "
Lee replied with quite a recipe.
Park Jung-hoon looked at Lee Jae-rim with his sharp eyes and asked the same question as Da-su.
"That's why, the game against Lee Young-seok was going in a somewhat one-way direction… Do you feel sorry or anything? "
Yeong-seok and Jin-hee were listening to the dagger-like question. This is because Park Jung-hoon reminded him of the finals that ended with 6: 0, 0: 6, and 6: 0. But Lee shook his head.
"It's not that. I can psychologically shrink in unfamiliar surroundings, but I'm not stupid enough to drag that feeling to the court. The final score was clearly the same as Lee Young-suk. Personally, I thought it was a match with my brother. "
"Are you Lee Hyung-taek?"
Park Jung-hoon asked again.
Only Yeong-seok and Jin-hee were surprised at the name of Lee Hyung-taek, and Lee Jae-rim and Park Jung-hoon were not surprised.
"Yeah. The last time the national championship won, my brother finally played. Even then I lost to 6: 0 and 0: 6. I felt the same way as this time. "
Lee smiled bitterly.
Why is it as bitter as it reminds of your defeat with your own mouth?
'You have a good personality. Is the bowl big? '
Yeong-seok, who looked at Lee's interview, nodded and fell into memory for a while.
'Hyungtaek Lee… … … . '