Grosseto, where the U.S. team is based.

The bus outside the hotel has arrived, waiting for the players to board the team for today's game, and then they will be unified for the Caro Zekini Olympic Stadium.

Grosseto is a small city, and the U.S. team's hotel is located not far from the stadium and athletes can actually reach it on foot, but the U.S. team has never skimped on these aspects, and the conditions in track and field have always been among the best in the country.

After the bus arrived, from time to time athletes walked up to the bus with luggage bags on their backs, and in a room in the hotel, a sturdy black young man who had already changed his clothes and packed his bags knelt in front of the window, pointing to the sky and his lips moved slightly, and he did not stand up for a long time.

"Lawn, it's time for us to go!"

Keith Heinert was carrying a duffel bag, watching his roommate's movements and shouting to the other party with some eagerness, the bus had arrived, and he was still dragging and praying there, which made him feel a little uncomfortable.

His roommate was not bad for the others, but he had a habit of praying silently for a long time alone in the room before each game.

Keith Heinert wanted to ask a few times, but it was private, and although he had noticed Raune Merritt since the beginning of the National Trials and was now roommates, the two were not particularly acquainted. He's from New Jersey and the other is Virginia, and his relationship is limited to temporary roommates and teammates, and he's a smart guy who knows that some taboos can't be easily touched, so after a few days together, he just keeps this kind of doubt in his heart.

"I see, Keith!" After hearing his roommate's words, the black youth turned his head slightly, "I'll be right away!" ”

After speaking, he leaned down in front of the window again, and whispered softly in his mouth: "Anderwan, I have won 6 high school championships in Virginia, and now, I am in Grosseto, Italy, I bet that if you don't have a map, you won't find it?" Andewan, this is the World Junior Athletics Championships, you didn't get to compete in the competition, and now I'm here......"

"Lorn, you're the only one missing."

The door was pushed open again, and another voice rang out.

This time it was Noel Fox, the leader of the U.S. team, a tall, middle-aged white man in neat clothes.

"Yes, sir."

Raun-Merritt didn't continue to kneel in front of the window and pray, picked up the duffel bag beside him, and stood up neatly.

"Hurry up next time."

Although Noel Fox was a little dissatisfied with the black athlete's procrastination, his expression was still relatively calm, and he only reinstated.

He knew that although the other party was tall and looked very mature, he was only seventeen or eighteen years old this year, which belonged to the beginning of an athlete's career, and he had not developed a good habit in many aspects.

However, the talent of the other party is favored by him, in addition to the men's 400m qualification obtained through the trials, he also specially let Raun Merritt participate in the men's 4×100m relay and the men's 4×400m relay.

As a men's 400m athlete, it's not uncommon to compete in the 4×400m relay, but it's not easy to be able to compete in the 4×100m relay, which requires speed and explosiveness.

Especially in the talented U.S. track and field team, even among young athletes under the age of 20, there are a lot of runners who can run the 100-meter relay.

And Raun-Merritt's sprinting and explosiveness are outstanding even among the many 100m runners, and he is very optimistic about the black athlete.

followed Noel Fox out the door, and after leaving the hotel, the two went downstairs together and got on the bus that had been started for a while.

"Lawn, if you don't come again, we'll run out of gas later, you don't want us to go to the arena."

The weather in Grosseto has not been low these days, and the air conditioning in the car is fully turned on, Laune-Merritt found a window seat, and as soon as he sat down, he heard a black athlete behind him poke his head and laugh at him.

"Running is more appropriate than walking, and if you run over, you won't even have to warm up." Lorne-Merritt grinned at the other.

Abidi Omer, the men's 100m athlete at the World Junior Championships, had a few days of 4×100m baton handover training together, and both of them are from Virginia, so they are relatively familiar.

"That's not good, I still want to see the beauties of other countries when I warm up." Abidi Omer shook her head again and again, replied with a smile, looked at Raune-Merritt, and suddenly said, "Hi Raun, I watched your preliminaries yesterday and you kept too much. At the Olympic trials, you had already run 45.51 seconds, which is a pity, if you were in another country, you probably wouldn't be here to participate in the World Youth Championships, but to go directly to the Olympics. ”

"I'm going to go to the Olympics and I'm going to win the championship!" Speaking of the Olympics, a strange color flashed in Laune-Merritt's eyes.

As a newcomer this year, Lawne Merritt also went to the US Olympic Trials in May, where he clocked 45.51 seconds, which has already met the Olympic standard A standard.

In other countries, he would have been able to compete in Athens in August, but the U.S. track and field is so strong that there are only three people who scored 45 seconds in the Olympic trials alone, and even if he meets the entry criteria, he will only have three places to compete, and he will not be able to qualify for the Olympics.

As the bus started slowly, Lawne-Merritt looked out the window at the receding scenery and revisited his childhood when he ran with his brother.

He also wanted to compete in the Olympics, he wanted to compete on the highest stage, he wanted to beat all his opponents and win the gold medal, but his reasons for going to track and field were different.

He didn't love track and field because he wanted to become a track and field athlete, get a scholarship to college, or even become a professional athlete by becoming a track and field athlete.

He had only one reason.

That was Anderwan Merritt, his older brother.

His older brother, Anderwan Merritt, was awarded a scholarship to East Carolina University for his sprint performance and was his first coach on the track and field.

Although he was exposed to track and field with his brother Andrewski at a young age, he has always disliked track and field, especially running, sprinting, training is very hard, and his muscles are sore after running.

He loves baseball, and since watching an MLB game live for the first time, he has fantasized countless times about being favored by traditional powerhouses such as the Red Sox, the Dodgers, and the Yankees, and becoming a household name baseball star.

But it all happened 5 years ago, when he was 13 years old, in an accident at college, his brother jumped from the window on the 8th floor.

He was bitter, chagrined, angry, hateful, and Anderwan-Merritt, his beloved brother, left him without warning, and for more than two months, he could not keep his spirits up.

At that time, every time he dreamed, he would dream of running behind his brother in his childhood, and the other party teasing him from time to time, and standing up to protect him when he was bullied by others.

"When you lose the closest person in your life, you need a little solace!"

His mother's words woke him up from his pain, and that year he gave up his beloved baseball to join track and field, deciding to become an track and field athlete.

Since the day he re-stepped on the runway, he has maintained the habit of having a silent conversation with his brother, who has always believed that his spirit is galloping along the track with him.

Before the competition, he always had his own ritual of praying to his brother's heavenly spirit. He put the little and middle fingers of his right hand together, kissed them, and pointed his fingers to the sky.

Yesterday in the men's 400m heats, he passed with ease, then today it is the men's 400m semi-finals, tomorrow it is the men's 400m final.

He was confident of winning the title and using it as a starting point to make his mark on the international athletics scene.

"Anderwan, I know you're running with me, you're leading me, and I can feel that I'm being pushed across the finish line by your strength. My brother, please watch me, and I'll start here, win the World Junior Championships, and then go to the World Championships, compete in the Olympics, and get to the top of the podium......"

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