Chapter 138: Winning or Losing Is Only a Thought
The backwardness in the total score made Ye Hao's face become serious, the situation in this revenge battle has taken a sharp turn, he is no longer the side that has the upper hand, but has once again become the weak side.
The game of the sixth game began, Marin served, Ye Hao received the serve and attacked directly, intending to win with one shot. But Marin had already prepared, in the face of this lightning-fast offensive ball, he just backhanded a gentle side cut, and the table tennis ball obediently went towards Ye Hao's right backhand position. At this time, Ye Hao had already prepared the next board to continue to attack sideways, but the racket he swung out didn't touch anything!
1:0, Marin's leisurely stroll defense made Ye Hao's strong attack seem to hit the cotton, and he had no strength but couldn't use it.
In the second ball, Marin continued to serve, Ye Hao didn't care whether this ball was a short ball in the table or a half-stage and a chance ball, just attacked the board like crazy. However, it was this too unscrupulous rush that made Ye Hao make a mistake, and the table tennis ball was directly caught.
2:0, the situation at the beginning was very unfavorable to Ye Hao.
It was Ye Hao's turn to serve, and after receiving the ball, Marin was not busy attacking, but patiently set up the small ball in the table. This made the anxious Ye Hao only anxious, he tried hard to attack, but he didn't find a suitable opportunity. As for the strong attack, the mistake in the second goal has given him enough warning.
Marin's small ball technology can be said to be unique and varied in today's table tennis world. Ye Hao's forte is not here, so after a few rounds, he showed his flaws. At this time, Marin was like a hungry wolf smelling blood, and pounced, he seized the opportunity to decisively pick a shot with his forehand, and hit it in place!
3:0, Ye Hao still failed to score a point in the sixth game.
On the fourth ball, Ye Hao became more cautious, and he took out his best counterspin serve. Ma Lin faced Ye Hao's serve, continued to swing short, and grappled the small ball in the table. Ye Hao has no choice, he is afraid of making mistakes in the strong attack, and he is short and at a disadvantage, he is really in a dilemma.
Ye Hao's predicament on the court was seen squarely by Liu Guoliang outside the court, and he wondered in his heart, "Do you have to give him a head coach?" ”
It turns out that although Ye Hao has been back for more than half a year, he has not had a fixed coach. Usually he mainly follows his former coach Xiao Zhan, or Liu Guoliang will give him some guidance when he has time. However, even if Ye Hao now has his own head coach, it will not be useful now, because in the national table tennis civil war, no coach is allowed to guide him.
Just when Liu Guoliang was considering the coach candidate to coach Ye Hao, Ye Hao on the field lost one more point, and the score in the sixth game became 0:4, and the gap was further widened.
At this time, Ye Hao, no matter how experienced he is, no matter how strong his mind is, in the face of such a predicament, his heart can't help but fluctuate again.
"Can't I beat Marin? Is it so hard to win my first singles title since my comeback? If this continues, how will the double slam be achieved? ”
The thoughts in his head were very chaotic, but the game on the field was still going on, and there was no time for Ye Hao to be in a daze and distracted. Marin continued his heroic performance with another post-serve snatch.
0:5, the situation is becoming more and more unfavorable for Ye Hao!
"Pause! I'm going to pause! Ye Hao chose a time node that didn't seem very good to others, and used the only timeout in the whole court.
"Alas, it's too late to call a timeout, and it should have been called when I was down 0:3 just now!"
"yes, if there is a timeout at that time, he will at least have a serve in his hand and be able to take the initiative a little bit."
"Well, now the score gap is too big, it's too late!"
Ye Hao, who was drinking water on the sidelines, didn't know what the people outside the court were talking about him, he only knew that he had to calm down as soon as possible and get his state back quickly!
"Wow, wow, wow."
Ye Hao poured a whole bottle of mineral water on his head, and in an instant, a cool feeling came down his hair and scalp, and slowly passed into his heart. The pause time ended quickly, and he wiped his hair with a towel, most of the water was taken away, but the only few droplets of water left between the hair continued to give Ye Hao a slight sense of sobriety.
Back on the field, Ye Hao's impatient mood seemed to be extinguished by the whole bottle of mineral water, which made his mind no longer hot and made him completely calm down.
On the sixth ball, Marin served, Ye Hao did not rush anymore, did not launch an impulsive onslaught, and did not fall into Marin's trap again, fighting with the opponent with the small ball in the table that he was not good at.
Ye Hao chose to pull a board lightly and sent the ball to the opponent's forehand position. Now, Ye Hao would rather let the opponent attack first than attack his own strengths, and he is confident that he will defend the opponent's attack and drag the game into a stalemate stage.
Ma Lin is not Wang Liqin, the two have completely different playing styles, the former attaches more importance to the first three board skills, and the serving and small ball scoring skills in the table are also very outstanding, while the latter is longer than the forehand and long at holding each other.
Therefore, Ye Hao chose to drag the game into a mode of holding and attacking, which was the right choice. Marin's style of play is a great test of his physical strength, and in the past two years, his figure has begun to grow, and his physical strength and endurance are even more problematic.
In the face of Ye Hao's curved ball, Ma Lin could only choose to pull it back, although he exerted his strength when returning the ball, and added stronger spin, but these were not too big a problem for Ye Hao.
Ye Hao played steadily, and his forehand sideways also pulled a curved ball, and he didn't exert too much force, he didn't want to shoot the opponent to death with a board, but paid more attention to the stability and success rate of returning the ball.
You shoot, I board, the two of them have played this ball for a full twenty rounds, and it is not over yet. Ye Hao's expression was still very calm, as if even if he took another twenty beats, he would have no problem. But Marin's head was already full of beads of sweat, and it was a huge bead of sweat like soybeans, obviously his physical strength had reached the limit, this super long stalwart round had exceeded his standby time, and if he persisted, Marin would automatically shut down.
Five rounds have passed, and Ye Hao's head has already been covered with fine beads of sweat, but he is still insisting, and he still has strength to spare. Marin, on the other hand, was obviously unable to run, and after another successful pull of the ball, he stopped in place and did not move.
At this moment, Ye Hao seized the opportunity, and his forehand suddenly made a fast attack, and the ping pong ball, which was still flying slowly, immediately turned into a bullet that had just been discharged, slashed over the table, and went straight to Marin. Marin felt that the ping pong ball had fallen to the table, and then quickly bounced back to his side. In vain, he stretched out his racket and swung it without the slightest obstacle.
1:5, Ye Hao finally scored! What's more, the feeling of scoring is back, and the confidence to win is back!