God of Tennis

The first member of his team to talk to Han Woo-jin was Racket Stringer, Kim Hyo-nam. He led people to a room assigned to his district, saying that Han Woojin and his team were terribly eager to see the racket.

“Oh, you're using two sacks around? You know very well. ”

Hyo-myung Kim gladly looked at the meaning of the two rackets as soon as Han Woo-jin reached out. If you're a Rainbow Pro, you should be able to keep your racket perfectly safe. Alternating use with multiple sacks to reduce racket life and consumption is also part of

It was.

He carefully inspects the racket by tapping the frame with something small, pulling a rope or something. About 10 minutes ago? Hyo-myung Kim, who put down both rackets, looked at Han Woo-jin with an enlightened face.

“Have you been to a tropical country recently? It's a pretty humid area. ”

“· · Can you tell by just looking at the racket? ”

Hanwoojin was surprised and asked again. Of course, there was positive implications for his cause. I didn't mean to underestimate the racket stringers, but you don't really think this is possible? It was not that anything was noticeably different.

It was a racket that had been treated like my body, so I could immediately tell if anything had changed. The elasticity of the rope, the loosening of the frame, the shape of the handle · · · It was possible to think with my eyes closed now. From Han Woo-jin's perspective, racquetball was no different before and after Sydney.

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However, Hyo-myung Kim revealed the history of the months that Racket had endured with just a few minutes of stuttering. If you look up Han Woo-jin's game records beforehand, you will notice that there is no such thing as a glimpse.

Hyo-myung Kim began to smile and explain that reactions like Han Woo-jin are familiar.

“It's not that great. The racket is surprisingly delicate. If you look at a racket for more than a decade, you can easily see it. ”

For example, Hyo-myung Kim pointed to the edge of the frame by picking up the racket. It was part of a tube, Grommets, inserted throughout the holes in the frame to protect the rope.

“Heated frames expand, and the holes loosen naturally. Even with materials that are not affected by temperature or moisture, this deterioration cannot be avoided. Nylon, polyester, multi-filament, whatever -- it's only a matter of time. ”

“Which of these materials is the best? ”

“Each one has its pros and cons, but it's very striking when it comes to small-time players. If you use polyester strings, you can expect a synergistic effect with good durability and strong repulsion. ”

Han Woo-jin was listening to me without my knowledge. He knew enough about rackets, but this kind of expertise was hard to come by unless he was a real expert. Hyo-myung Kim skillfully turned the racket around a few times and put it on the road table and asked.

“And how do you keep a racket on an airplane? Do you carry it?”

“Yes, I'll put it in a separate racket bag and put it around the seat. ”

“You're doing great. It's very easy to get damaged if you put it in a cargo hold. ”

In fact, no famous tennis player loaded his racket onto the cargo hold. Unlike where the seat was located, the cargo compartment had little control of temperature or humidity and could be sandwiched between other items and subjected to excessive pressure. People who put rackets in places like that are pros.

It was the same as unqualified.

Evan Lendl signed the lost racket as Han Woojin returned to the past. During his time, he booked two seats for every flight at all times. It was to secure a place to place the racket, which was like the life of the player.

Bjorn Barley, who was rich in 1970s and 80s, was also one of those people who reserved a seat next to him for the racket.

In addition, I learned many new things. whether it's a string pattern adjusted to the size of the racket or the difference in the confinement that changes due to the thickness of the frame.

Even Han Woo-jin, who was like a veteran on his coat, had unfamiliar realms of knowledge. Hyo-myung Kim was a real racquet expert. His knowledge had no end, no matter how many times it spread. Even after looking at Hanwoojin's kind of racket at a glance,

I even recommended it.

“Prestige 660, that's a good choice. It's very good for heavy hits. But a bigger one would be fine. ”

“For example, what kind? ”

“Well, rather than picking one, open patterns and head sized mid or over long bodies. Balance can be hit even more strongly by choosing Head Heavy. If you're aiming for the Uploader, you can pick a racket that's exactly the opposite of what I said. ”

A quote was drawn out like a used car in front of a car specialist. Hanwoojin put out his tongue. It was because I felt the need for a racket stringer.

‘If I'm a racer, this is a mechanic. The user knows even the unknown. I wish I'd met you sooner. ’

I was even more convinced that I was not an amateur. In the area of the pro, triumphs over minor variables or differences. The athlete's natural skills, such as the condition of that day and the condition of the racket, contribute greatly to his or her winning or losing. There's a difference between holding a racket that's optimized for you and not.

You won't have to put it in your mouth.

When he reflected on his innocence that Han Woojin did not know, Hyo-nam Kim, who finished checking the racket, opened his mouth again. Before he came here, he finished preparing his time and passion for a promising young man.

“Starting tomorrow, we'll get right into the racket. It'll take you two hours a day, okay? ”

“Oh, yes. No problem, I don't have an appointment until Seoul Open. ”

“It's decided. Let's start tomorrow morning. ”

The two stood up and held each other's hands firmly again. It was only now that the inseparable relationship between the tennis player, racquet stringer, and rider was established.

However, the scene that could have been moving, a high-pitched voice heard from somewhere broke the labor. It was Lee Su-yeon, a doctor who had become cold rice while Han Woo-jin was checking the racket.

“Oh, it's hot. How can you live with yourself like this? ”

“Oh, have you been waiting long? ”

“It didn't take long. About an hour? ”

“Haha · ·”

Han Woo-jin turned his back on his gaze as he let out a hollow laugh. He was clearly smiling, but his eyes were still. Like an anatomical mass, even Han Woo-jin's eyes seemed to cool down. She sighed once and then she sighed again.

I turned away.

“Now it's my turn, right? Hyo-myung ate it for an hour, so I should do that too. ”

“· · Please be gentle. ”

Nothing to say about the sin he committed, and Han Woo-jin moved slowly like an ox being dragged to the slaughterhouse. After that, Hyo-nam Kim looked at his back with a sad face. The passion of the two men quickly dissipated.

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“· · · Woojin, are you sure you're okay? You look pale.”

Shin Se-yeon graciously approached and put her hands on Han Woo-jin's forehead. Usually, he couldn't do it because his face was hot, but it was because he didn't look that good. And Han Woo-jin was about to feel like Shin Se-yeon was some kind of savior after only a few hours.

“Ah · · ·, I really thought I was going to die. ”

He shakes his head with a pale face. Lee Su-yeon, the attending physician who took him after Hyo-myung Kim, had a workshop covered in white interior because she was afraid that someone was not a doctor. She pulls Hanwoojin out of the syringe in fear of seating him in a chair.

The blood pressure test, as well as all the possible tests on the device in the room, were carried out in a snap. There was no pain following the blood sampling or any other procedure, unless you were an expert. Surprisingly, I felt no sensation where the needle had been inserted.

‘It was definitely different from being sick and scared. · · ’

He glances back at the inspection process with a blank face. It was because I thought of Lee Su-yeon who occasionally lit up his eyes while grabbing his wrist or elbow.

It is Han Woo-jin who has overwhelming strength and endurance compared to his natural weight due to the calibration of the system. It was only interesting to the eyes of people who had studied medicine properly. For the parties, it seemed to be a frog on an anatomical cutting board.

“Is there anything else? ”

“Oh, health is the best. not to mention diseases or other allergies, not to mention dietary problems like gluten allergy or lactose intolerance. ”

The disease that greatly diminished Zokovich's performance was gluten allergy.

This disease, which occurs when consumed from grains such as barley or wheat, is rare in the East, but is commonly seen in the Western world, where wheat is a stock. It was not a symptom that affected everyday life, but it was fatal for athletes.

In fact, Zokovich has shown tremendous endurance since he switched to a gluten-free diet around 2012.

“Thank God for that. As soon as I started the season, I traveled too far to Brazil in Australia to fear that I would lose weight. ”

“Hey, what do you mean, you went with Se-yeon? ”

“Agents and athletes use different parts of each other. ”

Shin Se-yeon smiled as she pointed at her head once, then pressed her finger against Hanwoojin's sharp spot. Perhaps he was trying to compare his head and body, but he noticed that his heart rate, which sank so close to her, bounced back.

‘I can't help but be careless. ’

Even though his head was over 30, his heart was still in his bloodshed in his 20s. If I let go of the rope, I would hug it. Even in my face, I couldn't let go of her perception of beauty, but the more I realized the mysterious charm, the more I kept shaking my mind.

‘No, not yet. Not now. ’

However, Han Woo-jin was feeling it for some reason. It wasn't time yet. There was no room for these emotions in the current march towards Grand Slam. He wasn't smart enough to go along with his love life.

Hanwoojin's eyes sink back after trying hard to shake it off. It was controlled by a strong mind. How many people can calm the turbulence in such a way? He returns the conversation to his usual voice. You must have come to Korea for a long time, Shin Se-yeon who worked hard.

I was going to give you a break for a while.

“Se-yeon, you don't have any appointments for a while, do you? ”

“What · · · Right? ”

“Why don't you take a break, then? I don't have to move unless I have a racket check or a checkup. ”

Before saying this, Han Woo-jin expected several reactions. No, thanks, reasoning, or · · but none of the reactions she showed were true.

“Well, I don't think so. ”

Shin Se-yeon pulled out her cell phone with a mean smile. Then I opened the textbox and put it in Han Woo-jin's face. I realized what she meant by doing this, just before 10 seconds had passed.

[MBS Stations]

[Sports Newspaper for]

[KTA radio]

[KCB Sports]

· · ·

“· · Holy shit. ”

Thirty copies of the broadcaster or newspaper texts were exceeded. Combined with unknown magazines and radio stations, it was close to fifty. You didn't think you'd get a mob like this the first day you got back? It was beyond Hanwoojin's imagination.

Only Shin Se-yeon was looking at him with a sinister smile. She puts her cell phone in her back pocket, whispering in Hanwoojin's ear, still staring into the void. It was a voice that made my heart run again.

“Can I really take a break? ”

I couldn't do it.

Han Woo-jin sighed and shook his head. Perhaps the day he won would never come.

The evening sunset gave me a long shadow of the two walking side by side.

After they crossed their shadows behind them, the two of them continued to walk.

In the same direction.

End

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