Chapter 45.1 - 1st Day # 1

The Tokyo Open, which will be held in October, is one of Japan's leading tennis tournaments and boasts one of the best in Asia. Except for China's China Open, it's rarely comparable.

So the station was forced to listen. This was especially true if large tournaments were rare in Asia.

The same is true of Korea, where there is a definite demand even if it is close to tennis. Broadcasting of the Tokyo Open was in full swing at sports channels run by big broadcasters such as MBS and GBC.

In the broadcasting room of MBS Sports Channel, Park Sung-jin, who was hired as a commentator, shouted loudly while watching the screen.

-Choi Yeon Hyuk player! It's not enough to pick one set, so I'm overwhelming two sets all the time! It's not ATP500, it's a very calm face that seems to have gone to any district convention!

-The other person is not ordinary either. How many times more than I did a few months ago, Choi Yeon-hyuk! Do not miss the 73rd place in the world rankings against Johansson!

Choi Yeon-hyuk's tall moves in the camera image. Despite the tall stature that was not Asian, there was nothing uncomfortable in the movement. It was evidence that the optimal center of gravity and perfect stroke position were ripe.

Johansson was clearly an outstanding player. He specializes in clear shots with a snap on his wrist. Players who faced Johansson rarely picked up the anomalous drop shots and often went on to score a few points. The level is high

It was a nasty technique.

But this is something to replace. Johansson was absurd at the scene unfolding before his eyes.

phut!

"Fifteen Forty (15: 40)!"

Obviously he lost his points despite holding his serve.

Opponent Choi Yeon-hyuk received the drop shot without any hesitation. As soon as Johansson's ball crossed the net, Choi Yeon-hyuk's racket flashed like a thunderbolt. Before Johansson backs his wrist with a drop shot, the ball leaves the court,

There was no.

-Bali is very good! The only player who can play net at that level is Korea. Not only Han Woo-jin, but even Kim Hyung-jin can't hit volley like that.

-That's it. It looks like Johansson met his partner today. No matter how good your drop shot is, you will die if you meet a player who is good at Bali. That's just the situation now.

-You can't find a breakthrough, Johansson in Denmark! I didn't know you would come to Tokyo and see me like this in the first round!

The commentators were literally. The ATP Tour has always been a major player in Western countries. The Asian players had to play their own leagues outside of the rankings, and they couldn't get any better than the ATP500 league where the world's top rankingers gathered.

So Johansson knew this time too. How much laughter did you see while watching the names of five Asian players? But now he wanted to hit himself with a racket of the past.

'Don't you put this guy in the middle? I was very crazy! '

Even now regretted it was already spilled water. Johansson, who was on the court without proper investigation, was smashed unilaterally by Choi Yeon-hyuk, who had excellent Balinese skills in overwhelming physical.

The technology's identity is worst, and it's inferior in physical terms. I could not think of a way to flip the plate.

Eventually, the goddess of victory raised the hands of Choi Yeon-hyuk.

The score was 6-3, 6-2. Choi Yeon-hyuk was the winner of the game.

"Cheon Yeon-hyuk to finalize the second round! I leave the coat without feeling too tired. I'm so proud! Please give a big round of applause to our Choi Yeon-hyuk, who showed great performance in other countries. "

Park Sung-jin finished the commentary of Choi Yeon-hyuk with her words. When the PD, who was standing at the edge of the broadcast room, waved his hand, the camera lighted up the commentators, and the scheduled commercial started.

"Hmm, hmm."

"Sir, drink some water. What is the heat of a man who is not too young? "

Yoon Gi-chan said that while handing Park Sung-jin, who was coughing over and over again. He also deserved it. Park Sung-jin worked hard and hard as if this competition was his last comment. I'm going to talk about it without stopping

Did you worry about mana?

But Park Sung-jin breathed water at once and smiled. I felt good even though my throat was sore. The joy that Choi Yeon-hyuk's victory gave him would be great. Yoon Kee-chan worse than he asked with a smile.

"Is that so good?"

"Good. When was there a time when the sun was falling on Korean tennis? Maybe there's something going on before the retirement?

It was like a dream. Yoon Ki-chan, however, did not refute. In his opinion, three Korean players in the ATP500 league were enough. It was overkill to expect a major.

'Hou, it's a young buggy to do what they were doing with two people.'

Yoon Ki-chan loosened the tie slightly while looking inside the studio. The atmosphere was hot and the mouth was dry while talking.

The big broadcasters, like the Tokyo Open, weren't just MBS. As a result, very few tennis narrators were scattered from place to place, and Yoon Ki-chan had to doze off with one of his seniors.

The break was not long. Next to Choi Yeon-hyuk, Kim Hyung's game was waiting. It was obvious that three people had participated in the Tokyo Open, but from the perspective of the commentator, the amount of work that was usual tripled.

'I'll die.'

As soon as the cameras that had been turned off for a while turned on, Park Sung-jin quickly opened his mouth and set the timing.

"Dear the viewers, who spent so much time watching tedious commercials. My name is Sung-jin Park. "

"I'm a commentator with you, Yoon Ki Chan! There are still two games left for our players. Park comment, could you explain a little bit about the next game? "

"of course. Korea's Kim Hyung-hyun and Spain's Jamie Lobredo are the protagonists.

As Park Sung-jin beckons, the screen is illuminated on the screen behind the desk. I came up with a table that compares Kim's photographs with Robredo's photographs and their achievements and rankings.

As the viewers stared at the tickets over the CRT, Yoon Ki-chan plunged in time.

"Don't you think Dae Jin-un is not so good? Kim is ranked 88th and opponent Jamie Lobredo is 18th. "

"It's true that Kim is a disadvantage. But there are a lot of examples that prove that ranking is not everything? I believe that Kim Hyung-soo will show unexpected results. "

World ranking 88th vs. world ranking 18th.

Whoever saw it, there was a clear difference.

How can we narrow the gap to 70th place instead of 7th?

This is why Daejinun is important. Like Yeon-hyuk Choi who met Johansson, who has good qualities with himself and no difference in ranking.

Two players climbed the court, and the commentators held their breath and waited for the referee's hand. When the two players finished coin toss at the edge of the net, the referee swung their arms.

-Start the game!

* * *

Han Woo-jin always had a habit of meditation before the game. It was exactly to roll the simulation into my head. Recalling the player he faced today, he virtually played a rally or match with that player.

'It's difficult.'

But he sighed as soon as he opened his eyes.

Hanwoojin's first opponent was Takuo Suzuki of Japan. Suzuki, who was ranked 74th in the world, was famous for his bizarre style using natural physical singularities.

Han Woo-jin, who is strong in the style of psychology and type of psychological warfare, was a bad player.

-Suzuki's arm is very long. That's all.

Shin Se-yeon's voice echoed. In the video she showed, Suzuki was like an alien. Kick off the falling ball at an unreachable distance, and the racket touched the sidelines.

The average person's arm stretches to the middle of the pelvis and knee when standing in a calm position. Even if there is an error, is it a finger or two? There were few people who made more difference.

Suzuki's arms, however, were exceeding that rare. As he stood still, his fingertips fell to his knees. Suzuki is about 185cm tall. I couldn't even guess how much Ritch would be if I held the racket.

"Oops, you can't count."

So it can't be simulated.

Hanwoojin's ability to predict is based on his average physique. The margin of error should be enough to be counted. If you're close to singularity like Suzuki, you're far from the category.

Hanwoojin finally gave up on analyzing Suzuki Takuo. If you face the racket anyway, you will know how much it is. The rest can be found on the court. I didn't have to waste my mind by rolling my head now.

'Would you two win?'

The thoughts flowed in different directions. In order not to disturb his concentration before the game, Han Woo-jin did not watch Choi's match with Kim. It was because I had to block the condition that could be disturbed even a little.

I could not help but wondered.

Kim Hyung-hyun who goes up to the last four rounds, and Choi Yeon-hyuk to win the Wimbledon runner-up in the future. The two of them would have been successful in the first round of the Tokyo Open, but the question did not stop.

At that time, the door to the waiting room opened.

A man seemed to be in charge and came into the room and talked to him.

""Excuse me. Are you a Hanwoojin player? "

It was a little clumsy pronunciation English. If you think that there are a lot of Japanese people who have very strange English pronunciations, they are on the contrary. Han Woo-jin nodded his head. Perhaps it was the turn.

"The preparation is complete. Please follow me. "

""Okay.""

Shortly after walking behind the host, the court, which was still watching on the TV screen in the waiting room, appeared to be far away. I walked along the long passageway leading to the stadium.

And suddenly, I felt like the world was widening.

Wow!

My breath is blocked

Hanwoojin almost stepped back unknowingly. There was a lot of people everywhere. The stands were full of spectators with no empty seats, and they were all screaming with a warm gaze at him.

'… It's much louder than I thought. '

The sound changed to power, and I heard the illusion of pressing the shoulder. Hanwoojin did not stop walking though. His steps did not shake at all until he reached the judgment seat.

"Ujin Han?"

As soon as he arrived, the referee asked a question. It was a formal confirmation procedure. Who's not a player, who would stand up here with a racket?

But the question had an unexpected effect.

All sorts of thoughts were lifted out at once, including the confusion facing the far-flung spectators and the fear of two close friends.

It was not Hanwoojin who is here now.

He answered with a clear voice.

"Yes, I'm Ujin Han."