Almighty Coach

"In the World Championships for Track and Field, which ended today, Barron Phillips, the 'Blade Warrior' who participated in the Healthy Men's competition for the first time, won the second place in the 400m preliminaries and successfully advanced to the finals of tomorrow."

With the sweet voice of the newscaster, a picture of Philip running appeared in the upper right corner of the TV.

This is a very short sports news, with only such a simple sentence, and a not very clear picture, not even a 1 second video clip.

The time of live TV broadcast is very precious. There are so many sports games in the United States, and there is no worry about not having wonderful content to play. Compared with it, the people obviously lack interest in sports news. Sports news is just a result. The exciting game process looks good, so sports news on TV is always as simple as possible, and playing the game is the king to improve ratings.

For online media, the layout is not so stingy. Text, pictures, and even a few minutes of video are just a piece of data stored in the server. They do not have to pursue excellence like TV media, but the more content, the better.

The promotion of Philip to the finals has been madly fermented on the Internet. The United States has always been a country that advocates personal heroism. What superman, American team, and Iron Man are loved by generations of Americans. And in the eyes of the general public, Philip obviously became a "broken leg man."

A person with both feet amputated, playing with a healthy person, was originally a very novel thing, not to mention Philip also broke into the final with his own strength.

As a disabled person, he has an extra sympathy score. In any country, such self-improving disabled people will be regarded as role models.

Normal people with sound limbs may only send sympathy and applause to Philip, but people with disabilities who have physical disabilities will recognize Philip more, and they will regard Philip as an idol.

When Philip appeared in the finals, it immediately aroused the warmest cheers from the audience.

"Blade Warrior! Blade Warrior! Blade Warrior!"

The crowd shouted neatly, and some people took huge slogans, or held Philip's pictures, and kept waving on the stands. Before the game started, the audience had already boiled in advance, cheering for Philip, shouting.

Philip simply sat up and warmed up, raised his legs, stretched his waist, and appeared a little nervous. Even when the name was reported by the live commentator and the camera lens sent him a close-up, he just smiled shyly. laugh.

However, when Philip's smile appeared on the big screen, the strongest cheers sounded above the stadium!

Philip was slightly stunned. He had never felt so much applause or cheers. At this moment, Philip suddenly felt that he was surrounded by happiness.

"Is these applause and cheers all for me?" Philip looked around. He looked at someone holding his picture, someone holding a big slogan, and subconsciously, Philip raised his hands above his head and toward Waving around, paying tribute to those who supported him.

"They have recognized me!" Philip suddenly realized this.

A sour feeling came from the tip of Philip's nose, tears swirling in his eyes uncontrollably, he needed this feeling of being recognized by others too!

Philip looked around.

In the stands, a young man in a wheelchair is crying wildly;

At the far end of the stands behind him, a man picked up the slogan "Blade Warrior" with a cane;

In the first row of the stand closest to him, a thin red-haired man was looking at Philip with an expectant eye.

"That's Johnny!" Philip recognized this man. He was Philip's comrade-in-arms, and once a sergeant Johnny of the Army, he became addicted after returning home and became a homeless tramp.

Johnny also noticed that Philip saw himself, he smiled at Philip, and at the same time reached out his hand, gestured to Philip with a thumb, and gave him encouragement.

It was also at this moment that Philip suddenly felt that he felt a sense of mission in himself, not heavy but full of hope.

"I finally understand the meaning of my running! Not to gain the recognition of others, not to gain equal respect, but to tell those who have fallen into low tide not to give up hope for life!"

Philip looked down at the pair of artificial limbs that had accompanied him for many years. Although he lost his feet, he never lost hope in life.

Philip's eyes suddenly became clear, he had a goal, and a very clear goal supported him to continue running.

He was ready to start, waiting for the instructions to start.

...

The gunshots sounded, and Philip ran out of the starting line like a reckless fast horse.

"Huh?" Li Dai on the sidelines could not help making a slight interrogative sound. He was the first to feel that Philip had changed.

Li Dai and Philip have been together for a long time, and they already know Philip very well, but at this time, Li Dai has seen something from Philip that has never existed.

Li Dai can see that Philip is very focused and resilient at this time, but Li Dai cannot describe Philip's changes in words.

This is a belief that cannot be simply described in words, but it can bring courage and unyielding spirit to people.

Philip was running, and the stands he passed by would always burst out with the strongest voices. People shouted "Blade Warrior", everyone could not help staring at him, and he deservedly became the focus of the audience.

...

In the main stand, Williams, CEO of the American Association of Athletics, sat in the center, keeping an energetic posture.

However, the crazy shouts around them kept stirring Williams' heart.

He looked at the track, at the athlete who had no feet and was running on a pair of artificial limbs.

"Blade Warrior ..." Williams repeated the title silently, and he felt an inexplicable impression in his heart.

"He lost his feet, but he is running hard. What a strong belief this can support him to do this!" Williams took a breath with some emotion. He had rejected it before. Perth's view.

"If you just want to add a reputation to yourself through the game, he doesn't need to achieve this level at all. This 'blade warrior' is for the ideal to run ..." Williams suddenly felt that letting Philip come to the game, maybe it was The right thing.

...

In the second half of the game, everyone else's speed dropped, but Philip's advantage began to play, his speed did not decline, but it was vaguely faster by a few points.

Li Dai quickly glanced at the stopwatch in his hand. He had realized that Philip today is much faster than normal.

"Is it super-level play!" Li Dai thought of this, but he didn't know what kind of incentive Philip was received in order to show such a good state.

"Perhaps, he was originally the kind of competition player. In the official game, the pressure from all directions will allow him to realize more potential." Li Dai glanced at his hand again while thinking. Stopwatch.

"Top three games!"

...

The 200-meter to 300-meter curve is an unbearable torment for athletes, but Philip has gained many advantages at this stage.

In the blink of an eye, the contestant will rush out of the corner and enter the final sprint.

"Going into the final straight, Brown leads, with Andre behind him, followed by Francico, oh, the Blade Warrior is catching up! He is right behind Francico, can he go?"

The narrator's rapid voice sounded, and the audience in the stands could not help standing up.

The first place Brown, the strongest 400-meter player in the United States, has already received the gold medals of the Olympic Games and the World Championships. His dominance in the 400-meter event is also unshakable. For him, he ran into 44 It is common in less than a second. There is no suspense in winning this kind of game.

Andre, who is ranked second, is also an athlete who often runs within 44 seconds. He is known as Brown's successor. In terms of strength, he is indeed second only to Brown and is a grade better than others. There is no problem in winning the second place.

The key is the competition for the third place, which is related to the final ticket for the 400-meter sprint in the World Championships.

At this time, the third-placed player of Francisco had already felt that someone was close to him. The afterglow of the corner of his eyes swept, and Franco recognized that the man was Philip.

"It's the 'blade warrior' in Los Angeles! I never imagined that following me, chasing me constantly, and wanting to surpass me, it was him! It turned out to be someone with no feet! So, I Can't lose! "

Franco doesn't want to lose to Philip, it's not just for victory or defeat, it's not just for the ticket to that World Championship, but more importantly, it's about the dignity of being an athlete. He can be defeated, but he does not want to be defeated by a disabled person!

Francisco looked forward, about fifty meters from the end.

"Fight!" Francico put all his strength on his legs. He tried hard to make the pace bigger, wanted to make the pace faster, and wanted to work harder. The purpose of kicking the ground is just to widen some gaps.

However, Philip did not give him such an opportunity. While Franco was working, Philip was also working.

The cheers around them have reached their peak. I do n’t know how many people have shouted their voices, but they still open their mouths and shout. These sounds are mixed with the sound of air flowing into Philip ’s ears. Drums.

Philip was sprinting and was less than forty meters from the finish line, yet he still failed to catch up with Franco.

Francesco insisted that he didn't want to slow down.

In the last thirty meters, the two are still in tandem, and the game may be about to end in this state.

"Is it really impossible to pass?" Philip began to worry, he had exhausted all his strength to sprint, but he could not catch up with Francico in front.

"No, you haven't reached the finish line and you can't give up! This is a game and a life, there will be hope! Keep it up, there will be hope!"

With this belief, Philip entered the last twenty meters.

It was at this time that Francico slowed down, and he had drained the last energy in his body.

The feeling of tiredness is like the darkness of the extreme night. It comes in and then stays for a long time, and refuses to leave. Francico only felt that he seemed to have lost control of his legs. However, the faith in his mind made him instinctively move forward.

"Come on, it's almost the last 20 meters, hold on!"

Francico still did not give up the fight, he was still cheering himself up, but his sober mind couldn't stop his legs from gradually slowing down.

At the same time, Philip finally came to his side, keeping pace with him.

"Catched up!" Francico realized this.

"I can't lose, I will never lose to a disabled person!" Francesco gritted his teeth, and at this moment, he regained control of his legs again, and then burst out of full strength to reach the finish line .

With ten meters remaining, the next second is the moment to win or lose!

...

"I'm catching up with him!" Philip could feel that he was running alongside Francesco, and he knew that they would reach the finish line in the next second.

"I will win!" Philip's body began to lean forward, and he made a line-crossing motion.

This movement is very difficult for Philip, because he is wearing a prosthesis, he does not have an ankle to bend; because his prosthesis is fixed on the knee ~ www.readwn.com ~ his knee can not be bent easily It is impossible for a leopard blade sports prosthesis to provide perfect support to the human body like human feet. Therefore, the same action of crossing the line means that Philip cannot maintain the center of gravity of the body and ensure the balance of the body like a normal person.

He also gave up the balance of the body.

There is only one belief in him, that is, to cross the finish line first.

"Swoosh!"

At this moment, Philip, like a dolphin leaping from the sea, rushed forward.

He was really flying. His prosthesis had already left the ground. Under the guidance of strong inertia, he flew across the finish line. Then, his entire body fell to the ground. Then sliding forward against the ground, the hard carbon fiber prosthesis even marked a clear mark on the plastic runway.

The cheering around came to an abrupt halt. The scene just now was too fast. Even the person closest to the finish line did not see clearly. Philip and Franco, who actually crossed the finish line first, everyone Both looked anxiously at the big screen, waiting for the end of the camera interpretation system to give the final answer.

"Did I win?" Philip didn't get up from the ground. He fell directly on the ground at that speed, giving him a feeling that his bones were falling apart. He could only turn his head to see the big player next to the stadium. screen.

On the large screen, the still image of the scene just now was finally given. The man who rushed to the finish line first, the black scimitar-like prosthesis on his raised leg was particularly conspicuous.

"I won!"

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