Table tennis: Swinging the racket billions of times, achieving a grand slam

Chapter 19 [019] Chen Jin's backhand? It's a little weak indeed

"Forehand underspin? 95?"

After hearing what Coach Wu said, not only Liu Guoliang, but even Wang Hao was shocked. They looked at Coach Wu in disbelief, "Coach Wu, are you sure it was a backspin, not a topspin?"

To know.

There seems to be only one word difference between backspin and topspin, but the difference in how they are handled is very obvious.

Topspin can help you take advantage of the force. When you rush forward, just lower your center of gravity and swing without thinking. Real great power can create miracles and does not require too many techniques.

Therefore, the data of topspin is often more visually impactful.

For example, Xu Xin, the "Golden Left Straight", could hit a forehand topspin at a speed of up to 120 km/h during his peak period.

But there are many things to consider when going for a downward spin.

First comes friction, which must offset the rotation of the backspin before force can be applied.

Otherwise, there is only one result, which is to be caught.

The average speed of the forehand backspin of the main players of the national table tennis team is only 80 at best.

Those who can break 90 are rare.

When Wang Hao was at his peak, he was called "double-handed heavy artillery" and his forehand was equally violent. His highest record for backspin at that time... Oh, in 09, the national table tennis team did not have advanced gadgets like speedometers.

However, in the past few years, Wang Hao had nothing to do, so besides coaching, he also tested his own ball speed.

Breaking 70 is easy, and breaking 80 is also a piece of cake.

Taking into account the aging of the waist strength, I dare not swing it too hard, so the highest record is 85.

He has retired for many years and has not had systematic training for a long time, but his foundation is still there. His forehand backspin ability is comparable to that of a main player.

Of course, at his age, he still has some explosive power in snowboarding.

But if you really take a racket to the court, maybe the first two games will be okay, but after three or four games, I guess your feet will feel like they have grown roots.

The physical strength of a forty-year-old man is no longer comparable to what it was in the past.

It is impossible to run, let alone run all over the Taiwan. I can only imitate Niwa’s fight against Fang Bo and rely on standing still to output and maintain the feel of the game.

"If I remember correctly, the highest record for forehand backspin in our team seems to be held by Xiaopang, right?"

Liu Guoliang said.

"Correct."

When talking about Xiaopang, his non-blood-related son, Wang Hao's face unconsciously revealed a smile of satisfaction of an old father.

Wang Hao is very familiar with Fan Zhendong and knows all the data by heart: "Measured in July 21, the highest record is 7."

During the test, main players such as Ma Taki, Wang Chuqin, Liang Jingkun, Chen Meng and Sun Yingsha were all present, taking turns to play and witness the birth of this record with their own eyes.

I still remember the scene at that time, with a lot of wows.

Now, Chen Jin's highest record is only 2 km/h away from Fan Zhendong.

It's incredible.

The record of 97Km/h was set by Fan Zhendong at his peak!
Chen Jin is still only a teenager of fifteen or sixteen years old, and there is still a lot of room for improvement in the future.

It can even be predicted that it won’t be long before Chen Jin will be able to break the record that Fan Zhendong has held for three years.

If he didn't know Coach Wu's character, he would never lie. Otherwise, Liu Guoliang and Wang Hao would not believe it easily even if they were beaten to death.

"Even though it's a straight blade, it's rare to have such a forehand."

Liu Guoliang praised, "What about his backhand?"

As we all know, compared to the forehand, the backhand of a straight-blade is the most difficult to practice.

“Compared to the forehand, the backhand is indeed a little weaker.”

Coach Wu did not hide anything.

Hear the words.

Liu Guoliang's expression relaxed and he said with a smile: "It's normal for the straight-blade backhand to be weak. Not every straight-blade player can be as powerful as Wang Hao back then."

Since Wang Hao retired in 14, the Chinese national table tennis team has been interested in training a few more straight-blade players.

The result is always not as expected.

The one with the best performance is Xu Xin.

But Xu Xin's singles performance is obvious to all, and it is far from reaching Wang Hao's level.

As for Xue Fei and other active straight-blade players... they are actually not young anymore, so it depends on whether they can have a promising future.

"If Chen Jin can make the first team, I will give him some pointers on his backhand."

Wang Hao smiled and said, "After all, it's not easy to come up with a good straight-blade seedling nowadays."

He and Liu Guoliang both started out as straight-blade players, and they have a special feeling for straight-blade players.

not to mention.

Straight-blade horizontal hitting is Wang Hao's field.

With his personal guidance, coupled with the young man's natural talent, he will surely make rapid progress.

however.

Coach Wu seemed to have not heard the conversation between the two. There was no ripple on his face. His expression and tone were very calm: "Chen Jin's highest record for backhand horizontal backspin is 94."

Liu Guoliang: “…”

Wang Hao: "..."

No, this is also called a weak backhand? !

Oh, no! Judging from the data, it is indeed a little weak.

Coach Wu, you are worthy of being known as the "Professor of National Table Tennis". You are really... rigorous!

"Coach Wu, you, you remembered correctly, right?"

Wang Hao gave a dry laugh, "Is Chen Jin's backhand horizontal shot really that powerful?"

"Do not believe?"

Coach Wu seemed to have expected this. "Fortunately, I kept the evidence."

As he spoke, he took out a small notebook with a red cover from his pocket.

As soon as he saw this little notebook, countless memories flooded into Wang Hao's mind like a tide.

Since joining the national team as coach, Coach Wu has developed a habit of giving each of his disciples a special little notebook.

Ma Lin has it, Wang Hao has it, and Fan Zhendong also has it.

Even Xu Xin, who had not been his disciple for long, had this problem.

Each small notebook clearly records the training plan of the corresponding disciple, as well as various data, scores, honors of all games, and even which ball was played well, which ball was played poorly, and how to improve.

All data is clearly visible and accurate.

Seeing this little notebook again many years later, it still felt familiar, except that Coach Wang had more wrinkles and his hair was grayer.

Wang Hao felt a sour feeling in his nose and almost couldn't hold it in, so he quickly turned his head away.

At this moment.

Coach Wu put on his reading glasses, opened his little notebook and started looking.

Soon, it was found.

"Look, look."

Coach Wu greeted, "On May 2024, 5, at 3:3 p.m., Chen Jin tested the speed of the backhand horizontal backspin. The first time was 27, the second time was 73, and the third time was 86..."

"See? 94, I remember correctly."

Liu Guoliang crossed his arms, tilted his head, and looked at the densely written notes: "It really is..."

"Oh my, our national table tennis team has found a treasure this time."

Liu Guoliang said with a smile.

"really."

Wang Hao reached out and pinched his nose.

at the same time.

In the sixteen groups, the situation was one-sided without a doubt.

Chen Jin crushed his opponent with absolute strength.

Qin Wenjie was beaten so hard that he cried out in pain and had no power to fight back.

Except for short swing.

There is almost no ball that can last more than three rounds.

Basically, the match ended quickly in the first three boards. The two players were completely not in the same league.

For example, the score of 0:5.

Qin Wenjie still served a short ball from the side to avoid being attacked by Chen Jin.

Chen Jin hit a long serve, which was spinning and top-hand, and was pushed towards Qin Wenjie's backhand baseline, forcing Qin Wenjie to have no time to turn sideways or retreat from the table.

There is no choice but to hit the ball with your backhand.

Unfortunately, there is more spin than power, but not enough power and speed.

In Chen Jin's eyes, this kind of ball is no different from suicide.

"Snapped!"

Chen Jin tore it apart with a backhand.

The small and light ping-pong ball instantly turned into a mortar shell that was fired out quickly, fiercely and violently.

Although Qin Wenjie knew that the quality of his shot was low, he quickly stepped back from the table the moment he shot, ready to face Chen Jinru's violent attack.

However, Chen Jin's quality is far beyond imagination.

Qin Wenjie couldn't defend himself at all.

even,

In handling the balls on the table, whether it was the landing point or the rotation, Qin Wenjie was completely suppressed by Chen Jin's delicate control and tricky changes.

The layman looks at the excitement and the insider looks at the doorway.

Liu Guoliang nodded repeatedly, with admiration in his eyes: "This kid is really good."

"This straight-blade game takes into account Marin's maddening control of the table, as well as your two heavy artillery pieces, Wang Hao. The thinking is clear, the placement is tricky, and the moves are decisive."

"Coach Wu, you have trained another straight-blade talent for our national table tennis team. I personally really like him."

Chen Jin's trip was not in vain as he was recognized and praised by the Chairman of the Table Tennis Association.

Coach Wu smiled and said, "I know Chen Jin very well. His ability is beyond doubt. What he lacks is just the opportunity."

“As long as you have real ability, you will have no shortage of opportunities.”

Liu Guoliang glanced at Chen Jin again and said, "Let's go and check on the others."

(End of this chapter)