Match point

Chapter 1625 Hats off
“比赛（game），高，‘7：5’、‘7：6’、‘6：3’……”

The voice of the referee announcing the final score of the game sounded from the sky above Court No. [-], but it was drowned out by the cheers and shouts of the audience in a blink of an eye.

roar roar.

Boom boom boom.

Noisy and boiling, the whole stadium is like a volcanic eruption.

But, slowly, slowly, those shouts and screams settled down and were replaced by pure and simple applause, thunderous applause swept the audience, more than any other way of celebrating, simple applause is the best The sincerity is also the strongest, conveying the inner turmoil.

There is no doubt that this is a wonderful duel——

"Perhaps, judging from the score, some fans may think that Gao Wen once again won a complete victory, and Dimitrov has almost no chance in the whole game."

"But clearly, that thinking is incorrect."

"Although the final score was '3:0', the entire game lasted for two hours and 7 minutes, with an average game time of more than 45 minutes per set. In grass court games, such intense and intense games are rare. From the side, we can see the fierce confrontation between the two players."

"In fact, it was Dimitrov's best game since 2015."

"After Wimbledon, Dimitrov's world ranking is likely to fall out of the top [-], and even slipped further, but in the face of his friend Gawain, Dimitrov successfully recovered his form, and the quick-silver attack in the The grass field is blooming, and we have reason to look forward to the second half of the season."

"Looking back on the whole game, Dimitrov got set points in both the first and second sets, and also saved set points. For the two players, the chances are equal; but at the critical moment, Gao Wen Find a way to victory in a strong confrontation with a better performance."

"When the whole game is over, it is also the moment when the fans' carnival begins. They deserve all the applause."

In the commentary seat, Xu Yang was a little emotional, and he could feel the surge of emotion and emotion in his unhurried tone, and offered all his respect.

In other commentary seats, commentators from all over the world also agreed, applauding the two players with respect and reverence.

Pulan thought that he should unload the burden and finally be able to enjoy the victory——

After deciding to go to Wimbledon to watch the match, Pulan's biggest worry was, what would happen if Gawain lost due to bad luck because he went to watch the match?
Just like Murray.

Murray's grandmother has always been incredulous that her grandson can achieve such results in tennis, so she likes to go to the scene to watch the game, but because she is old and her body cannot bear the load, she can't go to every game, so she can only choose some the number of sessions.

Who would have thought that for a period of time, Murray happened to lose all the matches that his grandmother watched on the spot.

This made Murray's mother Judy very annoyed, depressed and aggrieved. In the end, the superstitious Judy simply forbade her mother to go to the scene to watch Murray's game.

Poor grandmother can only watch the game in front of the TV.

This is also Pulan's concern.

However, that didn't happen, so Poulan should be enjoying the victory.

However, when Gao Wen cashed in the match point, tears filled his eyes instantly, and his surging emotions drowned him like a tsunami.

It is precisely because he understands how much painstaking effort and sweat Gao Wen has poured into, and it is precisely because watching the game on the spot has experienced ups and downs of stalemate and intensity. At this moment, victory is not just victory. This victory carries more weight , Passion and madness from the depths of the soul.

Pooran knew she was acting like a lunatic, but very, very unexpectedly, she didn't care—

Looking at the figure on the court through the hazy tears, it doesn't matter even if Gao Wen can't find himself, her presence on the scene is enough.

then.

Standing up, applauding, smiling in tears, unbelievably surging in my heart, happiness and joy blooming in my mind continuously.

In the next second, Pu Lan couldn't control himself, and like the audience, he burst into laughter:

On the field, Gao Wen did not celebrate the victory.

No fist clenching, no hand raising, no cheering, no jumping, nothing.

Although they won in the end and marched into the quarter-finals with their heads held high, the opponent was their friend, so the meaning of the game was naturally different. Apart from the victory, when the game was over and there was no smell of competition and confrontation, they returned to the state of friends and did not celebrate. , is a basic respect.

Naturally, Gao Wen didn't prepare for grass skating like in the previous games.

However, a victory is still a victory, which also means that Gao Wen has officially entered the top eight clubs of Wimbledon. This game is of extraordinary significance.

Therefore, Gao Wen chose another way to express his joy. He took off his sneakers in a leisurely manner, walked to the net with bare feet.

Such a scene made the audience burst into laughter, including Dimitrov, who couldn't help laughing at Gao Wen who was stepping on white socks.

clap clap clap!
Applause, up a notch.

Finally, Gawain and Dimitrov met in front of the net. Dimitrov opened his arms first and gave Gawain a big hug.

"God, you didn't give me a chance at all. I'm going to be depressed." Dimitrov joked with a smile on his face.

Gao Wen nodded slightly, "All right, all right, in the next match, I'll let you serve one game per set."

Dimitrov didn't mind at all, his eyes lit up, "You said this, do you want to pull the hook to confirm the effectiveness of the agreement?"

Very rarely, Dimitrov saw the astonishment of Gawain's dislocated jaw, which made him laugh triumphantly, and continued, "Very good, the victory of the next meeting is scheduled in advance, oh yeah."

Gao Wen raised his hand in surrender.

"Haha." Dimitrov raised his head and laughed loudly, then gave Gawain a hug again, and slapped Gawain's back hard, almost equivalent to a hammer blow, as if all the excitement, sadness, and excitement were blown away. All the emotions of loss and loss are transformed into strength, and they are vented like this.

Dimitrov would be lying if he said he was not disappointed. He is still eager to win and to create more good results in professional tennis.

But after being disappointed, Dimitrov also saw hope and the dawn of his own recovery; moreover, if he had to lose at Wimbledon, maybe Gawain was the best choice——

What's more, today's game was really hearty, and Dimitrov really hasn't enjoyed the game for a long, long time.

For more than half a year, he almost thought that he would forget to enjoy the fun of the game. The game became a shackle, a burden, and a predicament. Every time he stepped on the court, he would be out of breath. The pursuit firmly imprisoned the soul, and the game became a kind of torment.

Until today.

Therefore, thousands of words are finally condensed into the simplest and most plain sentence.

"Thank you, brother."

Heavy, Dimitrov slapped Gawain's back again, making a bang.

(End of this chapter)