Grand Slam

One parent hurries back to catch the culprit with her cold eyes, and the girl wakes up. The girl's parents soon came to the room, confirmed her safety, thanked her for her grace, and bowed their heads in humility, saying that they would never forget this grace in their lifetime. The child himself bowed his head so warmly that he smiled brightly.

Probably the best day of my entire life.

After checking the status of the girl, the parents paid for admission to the marble to the marble's share. As a resident of the same neighborhood, I contacted her parents and left the hospital.

The marble glanced at the girl who was sleeping well.

"Will he be able to live his life now?

Proud to be saved, confident to overcome, and fully functional legs…….

With a full of excitement, she asked him to sleep.

* * *

Dream.

I know it's a dream.

As soon as he realized the darkness full of sight, he naturally realized.

Seeing that it is so realistic, maybe one day or two you will wake up and remember clearly. But I can't get out of this dream right now.

In a dark space, quartz was embarrassed.

What is it?

It was then.

Flash-

A huge screen shines brightly in front of you.

A screen full of noise flows out.

My back aches with goosebumps. I was scared.

Usually a marble to cope with, but in my dream, my instinct to run away came to Smurf. The shiver continues to creep through my body because I feel like it's marble, but not marble itself.

And that horrible memory was played through the screen again.

After holding the class, the kid jumps back and grabs his teeth and reaches out to the girl.

The eyes literally burn "Eagle." A solid child with no worries and no doubts.

The truck crashes the pushed girl and the girl breaks her neck and dies.

The child falls facedown, and the rear wheel of the car passes past the child's waist, leaving a tire tread.

Oogway -

There is an ominous sound, and the playback stops after the poor appearance of the child and the girl.

And then came the even greater terror.

“Congratulations."

The marble felt a fear that its heart would protrude from the sudden sound of its voice.

I was so scared and scared that I had to slam into it.

The screen reflected the event, not the past.

A kid running at incredible speed from afar.

He swings his arms out loud and rushes into the horrifying stare.

Ouch, confidence, anxiety... The eyes of the child with all kinds of emotions were a little dark, but the light was shining in a dark way.

The little girl hugging the girl who was halfway across the crosswalk flew away and took a huge leap. He swooped down about three meters. The marble itself was doubtful that it was a 7-year-old child.

Then.

Boo!

A huge creature tore up that screen…….

Giant? No. Are your arms and legs attached? No, I don't know

I'm definitely looking straight at it, but I don't know what it is.

I was so scared and scared that my tears started flowing. The quartz panics.

The existence of the elder brother preached the will.

“I admired you, Lee Young-seok. ”

How every single syllable seals my heart....

Cheolpu Duk.

The marble sat down.

I didn't know what I was going to do with my unbearable existence as a creature.

Good thing I didn't have to pee.

“A flabby child. I will make you who you are. And you……. ”

I couldn't hear the latter, but the feeling of death, regardless of the will of the marble, came to me when I was hit by a brick.

In desperation, he's angry at his silent leg, and feelings of grumbling against him pierce through his heart. Then the presence of pressing the rock disappeared, and the foreign sensation that I felt like myself but not like myself disappeared.

And the quartz woke up from a dream.

The quartz didn't tell anyone. Neither were my parents exceptions. He is not insensitive enough to even talk about strange dreams.

The next day, marble was released as a body.

* * *

Weekends.

A golden Saturday.

A marble's parents, an infancy, and a strange man gathered in their coat.

The doctor's coming out on Saturday? A doctor at a university hospital? ’

It's a stone I doubted, but that's what I was going to do. It's an infant house with a coat in '91. What could possibly be impossible?

However, the man next to infancy is the first person I've ever seen. Being single all my life and becoming a professor at a university hospital is the life of Yeong-seok who remembered...

I could have read the question in the eyes of the marble, Young-ae said.

“I brought her to introduce her to your family. I'm going to take marriage seriously now. He's a junior physician who works at the same place. ”

“Oh, hello. It's called Choi Tae-sik.”

The man speaks without number.

The impression is good and it looks naive.

After giving a friendly greeting, quartz swung his racket.

‘Swinging a racket on the ground...' ’

Father Lee Hyun-woo said to the slightly wet rock.

“Honey, let's just hit a few box balls. ”

The quartz stands at the baseline, calming the throbbing chest with a deep breath in the call of his father who sits beyond the net.

Next to him was a cart used by the grocery store, and the cart was filled with bright fluorescent balls like a piercing eye.

‘It's a new ball... How much is that? ’

This stone is tired of the wealth of parents and kindness.

My father lightly hit the ball with his racket and sent it to the right side of the marble. Forhand stroke.

‘Let's go... lightly? ’

Steps can't be known. He was a mover with an arm.

However, the prestige was the best player in the world.

Even swings that simultaneously push the ball away while breathing, bruising or scratching. He was praised for perfection.

However.

Tick!

"Huh?"

Forehand stroke, which is close to Hutswing, is a technique that strikes a ball bound to the ground against the front of a racket in a tennis match. I only touched the Gutt.

The father who handed over the ball, the mother and soul who were prowling in the coat next to him... and even the marble lost their words.

‘Huh??? ’

What surprised me the most was the marble itself.

“Dad!! Again!!"

The marble screaming with shame, the father who hit the ball again with chaos... They were all confused.

Boom!

I have to say, this time, bang! All I could hear was the noise.

Much better than before, but the marble's wrist twitches.

Top spin: the application of forward rotation to the ball. The ball bounces or rolls quickly in the direction of progress after the bound) and the quartz's forehand makes the target flinch slightly below the net.

My father who looked carefully at the stone said with his eyes wide open.

“Honey, come here and swing. ”

The shocked rock went awkward and swung a few times.

“Huh? What's wrong with the trail? It's short.”

“Yes?”

“There's a grip on why Western grip is holding the racket parallel to the ground. You used to hold the Eastern grip, didn't you? ”

“Ah!! ”

In my father's words, marble realized something.

“I'm sorry, my mom and I are having a little rally. ”

I was worried it might feel a little cheaper, but marble was in a great state of confusion. While mumbling, my father saw the limestone sitting on the bench, shaking his head and calling his wife.

“Honey, my son wants to play ball with you. ”

“If that's what my lord Ceza says, he'll follow you. Hehe.”

Even the sarcastic mother's voice, I couldn't stop thinking of marble.

‘Yes, the swing is different when you sit in a wheelchair and hit the ball. The timing, the impact, the trajectory, the quality of the ball. ’

I only twisted my wrist a few times.

‘The advantage of drawing a parabola with a ball is that it scratched the ball with a topspin. The force that pushed the ball was pulled from the waist and arm, and it was controlled from the wrist. ’

Increases concentration and quicker muttering. The quartz got up and tried swing again.

Grip thinks it changes closer to Eastern and pushes as far away as possible. But...

“No.”

A stone that lowered its head and entered my mind again.

‘It's unnatural, it's hard to consciously change because it was the best swing for me. In 2014, 90% of the pros grabbed most of the stroke with Western or semi-western. It's not about the grip, it's about the swing. I can't remember my body, but I can remember my mind. How do you fix a swing that's been swing hundreds of thousands of times? If you try to attach this swing to your body in a situation where your body can't develop... Elbow comes. ’

The marble suddenly faded.

You don't even know the steps. I don't know how to stand. As you can see, Forhand is a video without a backhand stroke. Completely white paper. Everything that has been built up has been reset.

‘Wait... Reset? ’