Grand Slam

Bang!!

Boom!

They were top athletes.

The ball was coming and going as crazy as the battles of a boxing match, and they all hit the Sweet Spot (a sports term that best flew when the ball hit a club, racket, bat, etc.). The sound of the cannon resonates naturally.

“Fifteen all! ”

The referee told me the score.

But neither did the player nor the crowd. Strange pressure and cats choked the stadium.

‘Quickly... go on. ’

Everyone is preaching the will with one mind.

Two athletes were pressured under pressure during a major competition called the US Open. But Sampras and Safin were born geniuses of the stars' destiny. Yang Safin, who is enjoying the pressure, spends her time on her wits.

This is a rare scene I have seen many times in my previous life.

“Fault!”

The sub of Sampras is found to be a fault, and the ball bounces off the back wall of Sapphire, returning to Sapphire at a rapid rate. Safin's reputation has begun.

“Whoa.”

Tuck!

Instead of looking back, he reaches back with his foot like a scorpion and kicks the ball and hands it to a Volvoy standing by the net. Whether the Volvo wanted to miss this scene of contrition, he grabbed the ball with one hand.

Peek-a-boo...

The clapping continued not too long for the match to proceed.

After a little hazing, the game started again.

* * *

Feldspar, who knew the outcome of the game, remained intact, but was somewhat unilateral in the development of the game, paralyzing almost everyone's thinking.

Tongue.

I'm sure he's shivering with excitement, and his beating heart is as mature as he can be, and Safin is preparing for the sub, glowing, impersonating Tae-yeon regardless of his judgments. But I know marble. I don't know how messed up Safin is right now, but on the one hand, how far his concentration has gone.

6: 4, 6: 3, 5: 3

A score engraved on an electric board.

Sapine took both sets, leaving only one game in the last three sets. A game where Safin finally has a sub. What would it sound like if tens of thousands of people simultaneously swallowed their saliva?

"Wait, I can make some money with Toto, right? ’

The marble stepping aside from all the tensions made me think like that.

‘All major competitions from 2000 to 2014… so 15 years of major competitions, 60 total. I remember all the scores. ’

If there is a ‘legitimate gambling’ other than football, marble can make a lot of money.

‘Never mind. Let's make some money while we run the game. And... in the future, I will enter all Major competitions... Will history not change? ’

The brief delusions scattered like that.

“Hehe.”

Boom!

Safin tries to serve like a cannon, exhaling a breath that is not wearing a single tone.

“Fault!! ”

Somewhere there is a sigh of relief, and somewhere there is a sigh of sadness.

“Tsk!”

Bang!!

Sapine continued to second serve at a fast pace.

‘Course is fast in the middle. ’

A second sub, apparently, plugs in a mediocre sub of sapphire that is not aiming for a deadly course.

But if you're lucky, you bounce up toward Sampras' torso. Sampras made sliced cotton out of a racket and laid it at an angle. I made a back hand return. It is barely a touching ball. Safin, who was waiting for the ball at the Baseline Center Mark, greeted him with a glare.

Bang!!

It followed a fairly long rally that began with Sapine's backhand at Centremark.

The ball was also received by Sampras with a backhand cross.

‘Sampras' one-handed backhand is great, but Saffin's two-handed backhand is even better. Sapine now seems to be able to beat Federer in his prime. ’

As expected, Sampras' backhand cross returned sapphires to a stronger backhand cross.

Sampras passes the ball in a backhand slice like a tempo. However, sapphires mercilessly backed hands, whether slice spins (reverse spins) or topspins (forward rotation spins). It was followed by a backhand match between Sampras and Sapine for a while.

“Hook!”

The one who gave up the backhand match, whether he wanted to or not, was Sampras.

He sent the ball straight to the backhand slice, not the cross. Sapine does not panic at sudden transitions, but chases after him and aims for Cross with Pohand. Sampras chased after him, as did the Forhand Cross, but Sapine, whether he thought the key point of the match was a ‘back hand’, struck straight with his forehand, causing Sampras to hit the back hand.

Bang!!

Sampras crossed the back hand again, and Sapine drove to the back hand cross as well.

Tadahak!

But Sampras starts the step by watching the ball come into his backhand, as if he won't be dragged anymore. The elegant steps calmly moved Sampras' body and created a space for him to strike the hand. It is a commonly called ’turn around' movement. The disadvantage of widening open space is that, with such an aggressive strategy, the opposing player's face can be scattered.

Bang!!

Forhand Straight from Sampras has entered.

Sapine is an accidental striking spring. But today's sapphire was too different. At the moment Sampras stepped, he chased the ball maliciously as soon as Sampras hit straight, and struck the forehand cross to match the two cases of consciousness.

Bang!!

The ball flew quickly towards the open space of the hollow Sampras.

As Sampras, it was a failure of strategy. But he also chased the first player, the ball, and he also hit the Forhand Cross.

Bang!!

“Out!! ”

As the ball was determined to be out, the murmur reached its peak.

“Championship Points. ”

Sapine and Sampras raise superhuman focus as the referee's bold words ring their coats.

Safin burns the will to finish, and Sampras brakes and burns the will to turn this situation upside down.

Sub is Sapin, Sub is Adcot.

A small, bouncing sound pierces everyone's ears like thunder. Everyone was immersed as if they had forgotten to breathe.

“Wet!”

Boom!

“Fault!! ”

The first serve of a widely inserted sapphire was unfortunately a fault.

“Hook!”

Bang!!

Second Serve was taken again in the middle of the course. The situation was similar to the previous point.

This time, Sampras' return was excellent. I started doing long, deep returns with a backhand slice and dashed them on the net.

Return & Bali.

It was Sampras' intention to take the game to Bali, one of the best Sampras in all of the weather, which was ahead of Sapine. But, again, today's sapphire was not ordinary.

Sampras' return has been handed back to him, killing Sampras' spins as well as his own. The course crashes in front of the net. I was reading Sampras' move to battle in Bali.

Bam!

As the ball with the strong spin falls toward Sampras' ankle, Sampras chases the ball and grabs the racket.

Thung.

“Out!! ”

“Whoa!!!! ”

That concludes the championship point and the tremendous shout echoes as Saffin's victory is confirmed.

It was not compared to the shout when the marble victory, Jinhee's victory, was determined. It was literally a rainbow wall. Jinhee paled her complexion to the overwhelming shout, and marble also held her fist tightly and calmed her heart.

‘This is... this is Major Winnings...' ’

It was the wheelchair sector that he had won in his previous life.

‘As expected, this is real tennis. ’

No matter what the world said, the idea of marble close to self-immolation was right.

At least that's how the quartz felt.

Sat on your coat and kissed the floor, Sapine's eyes widen.

* * *

“Wow! My athletes are so pretty and handsome dressed up. ”

Jung-hoon Park praised the neatly dressed marble, Jinhee, and Lee Jae-rim, holding down the camera's shutter. All three of them were familiar with journalists and interviews, so they hoped for a good photo to be taken and smiled quietly.

“I'm thinking of taking all the next pictures with trophies... What do you think? ”

“I'm fine.”

The quartz immediately replied. Jinhee nodded.

“… good. ”

Lee Jae Rim felt bad about the different shape of the trophy.

Quartz and Jinhee were huge trophies shaped like cups, but they were dishes. That means that there is only one thing, "semi-winning."

Quartz looked at Lee Jae-jim, who felt blatantly hurt, but he didn't say anything. I can't help it.

When Jung-hoon opened his eyes to the camera finder, Lee Jae-rim's crooked face suddenly smiled. The advice of quartz made Lee Jae Rim even more mature. Even the satisfied quartz smiled and stared at the camera.

Cock-a-doodle-doo.

The shutter rang in the elongated room, and Park Jung-hoon, who put the camera down, started asking questions with a fan and notebook.

“First of all, congratulations to all three players. The Second Coming Armed Forces was the first to arrive on an overseas expedition, how was it? ”

Lee Jae Rim answered the question wholeheartedly.

“So far, I've been competing with my school friends. When I was in the Individual War, I was very determined, anyway, to be part of the same team. That's the biggest difference from the international expedition. Everything was so unfamiliar that I was frightened and atrophied. ”

Lee Jae Rim replied carefully.

Jung-hoon Park looked at Lee Jae-rim with sharp eyes, and asked the same question.

“Maybe that's why the game with Young-seok Lee has evolved in a somewhat unilateral direction... Do you have any regrets or concerns? ”

The question I was listening to was like a scream to the extent that Jinhee breathed. because Park Jeong-hoon reminded him of the finals that ended with 6: 0, 0: 6 and 6: 0. However, Lee Jae Rim shakes his head.

“That's not it. I may be psychologically withdrawn from a strange environment, but I'm not stupid enough to drag that emotion to my coat. Clearly, the final score was the same as Lee Young-seok. Personally, I thought Hyung Taek was a match with my brother. ”

“You mean Lee Hyung-taek? ”

Park Jung-hoon asked as if checking again.

I was surprised by the name of Lee Hyung-taek, and Lee Jae-rim and Park Jeong-hoon were not surprised.

“Yes. When I won the National War a while ago, my brother finally joined me in the competition. I lost 6: 0, 0: 6. I felt the same way about this match. ”

Lee Jae Rim smiled bitterly.

What could be more bitter than reliving your defeat with your own mouth?

‘You have a good personality. Is it a big bowl? ’

After reviewing Lee Jae Rim's interview, he nodded and fell into memory for a moment.

‘Lee Hyung-taek player………. ’