Born to Run

Before the men's 100-meter finish line of the Bird's Nest Stadium, Youssé-Bot looked at the moment when the final men's 100-meter result appeared. His eyes flashed with unspeakable unwillingness, but he quickly recovered.

His boyhood dream was to become a cricket player, but he was valued by the primary school principal at the time in a sports test, bought with a rich and exquisite lunch, and started his sprint road.

During this journey, he no longer remembers how many competitions he has participated in, and how many opponents he has met, from elementary school as a teenager, to state and county competitions, to national competitions, the World Youth Championships, and the World Championships and Olympic Games. After another big game, one opponent after another, has made his heart very strong.

He has experienced troughs, and he is also reaching the peak!

At this moment, even though he lost to Yechin at a slight disadvantage, the game was like this. There was only one final champion in the sprint.

He lost this game!

He is not someone who can't afford to lose!

And to re-justify himself in the 04 Olympic Games, this game has also been done.

With a super time of 9.62 seconds, it is conceivable that if Ye Chin hadn't had it in this world, how magnificent he would win this championship!

Now this result is a pity, but it is not unacceptable!

He didn't have the kind of sigh of Yu He Shengliang, and it was a pity that he did not win the championship, but deep down, he felt that he had a strong sense of fortune.

Being able to have such a strong opponent to compete, being able to be so vivid, let him go all out to compete!

This feeling is really good!

He remembers Glenn Mills who once encouraged him. He is a genius who stood out among millions of Jamaica's most outstanding sprinters and was born for running.

And on the other side of the world, in the land he is currently in, among a population of more than one billion, there is also such a talented genius born for running!

Panting heavily, the sweat on his forehead gurgled out, feeling the almost crazy scene of the audience, Youssé Bot wanted to find Yeqin to hug, give a blessing, and have to wait for a while. The opponent will come back after going around the field.

"Perhaps when the game is over, I should let Ye Chin have a good meal. The things in the Olympic Village are really unaccustomed."

Youssé-Boll grinned suddenly, feeling that he had somehow come up with this idea. I even wondered whether it was because I was not used to eating other things these days, only eating hamburgers and chicken drumsticks affected my performance.

The boiling sound in the Bird's Nest Stadium became louder and louder. Youssé Bot raised his head and looked at the corner of the stand where hundreds of Jamaican spectators in yellow T-shirts were waving their national flags and jumping for joy.

He failed to win the championship, but this time his supporters and family members are still celebrating and happy for him crazily. He has let the whole world see his great strength, and now as long as he stands on the runway, no one on this planet dares to absolutely defeat him.

Even Ye Qin, in this peak matchup, only won by a small advantage. If he starts a little bit faster, I am afraid the ending will be rewritten.

"By the way, where is my Asafa?"

Youssé Bot suddenly heard that after crossing the finish line, he didn't see his teammate, the former idol Asafaville.

When he turned his head, he saw the familiar figure on the men's 100-meter track.

Asafaville knelt on the runway, his eyes were reddish, and the whole person seemed very excited.

"Hi, buddy, what's the matter with you?"

Youssé-Bot walked over and pulled Asafavir on the ground up, his eyes full of searching.

"Asafa, my brother, your performance has been very good. I believe that if you hadn't been injured this year, you could have better results in this game!"

Asafaville stood up slowly, shook his head slightly, and suddenly gave Usa Bot a big hug.

Then after slowly letting go of Yousei-Bot, a rare smile appeared on his face suddenly: "Yuse, I don't feel sad or regretful."

With that said, Asafaville pointed to the results on the big screen at the scene, "9.61 and 9.62. Your strength is so powerful that it surprises me. I never thought that you could achieve this result. You and Yeqin won the gold and silver medals, I think it is reasonable."

"Then what's wrong with you?"

Youssé Bot asked loudly, the sound on the court was too loud, and the noise and shouts made by the home audience after Yechin won the championship almost broke the eardrums of people.

"I won myself!"

Asafaville stretched out his hand and thumped Yousse-Bot's chest for a while, then shouted again: "I have beaten myself!"

The whole year of 2008 seems to have been a disaster for Asafaville, with injuries one after another, tendon injuries, chest muscle injuries, and groin injuries, all of which made him full of a lot of unconfidence in his efforts to participate in the Olympics.

Even in the Stockholm Super Grand Prix, he had beaten Youssé Bot, but after watching the video of that game, he knew that Youssé Bot didn't run very seriously in that game.

Two hours before the final, although he won the group first in the semi-finals, he felt a subtle emotion in his heart at that time.

Like last year's World Championships in Osaka, he seems to want him to choose to escape. In the face of possible failure to win, he should probably withdraw from the game in a peculiar manner.

Then, in the end, he went all out to run after the gunshots rang out. Perhaps because of his state, perhaps because of his mentality, the men's 100-meter final in the Olympic Games was still not his peak performance.

But when he crossed the finish line for the third time, he suddenly felt relieved.

He vaguely felt that he seemed to have a sharp change, a feeling of comfort after overcoming his negative emotions, and this feeling even made him want to cry.

"Man, the hardest thing to defeat is always myself!"

Youssé-Bot gently patted Asafaville on the shoulder, intending to knead the opponent's hair, but then quietly withdrew his hand.

Asafaville's naked head was full of sweat, and he didn't want to touch it.

"Thank you, Yosef!"

Asafaville was caught in a feeling of self-breakthrough, and he didn't know the thoughts of someone in front of him at this moment. The ranking of the competition is not the champion, and his 9.85 result is far from his best.

But he knew that he, who was able to achieve this result in this game, had actually broken through to some extent.

Facing strong opponents and facing top competitions, he has the mentality to compete and go all out!

...

When Yechin ran back from the distant track near the finish line wearing a red flag, Youssé Bot and Asafaville were also wearing Jamaican flags and were waiting.

"Ye Qin, congratulations!"

Asafaville took the lead and gave Yechin a hug. His heart is still excited at this moment. He believes that maybe tomorrow there will still be many media saying that Asafaville's performance is not good enough, but no one will say it again. He lacks a champion's heart.

Faced with two powerful opponents who ran into 9.61 and 9.62, he did not give up the game in the middle, and still showed his strong strength, which was enough.

9 seconds 85! This is the result of the previous Olympic champion, Jax Trin!

"Thank you~www.ltnovel.com~Asafa!"

Ye Qin's face was flushed with excitement. It was probably after the 100-meter race, and after the race, he was still breathing quickly.

At this moment, seeing Asafaville come forward to congratulate himself, he is still excited.

This is the former world champion's recognition of rising stars, a kind of sympathy for top players.

"Hi, Yeqin, your champion was originally mine."

Youssé Bot, who was standing next to him, suddenly turned gloomy at this moment, his eyes revealed a fierce look, and he looked at Ye Qin.

"But it was me who won in the end!"

Ye Qin almost knew what medicine Yousseh-Bot was selling in the gourd when he looked at the other's expression.

Sure enough, the gloomy expression of Youssé Bot burst into the air in the next moment, grinned and laughed, stretched out his hand to rub Yeqin's hair, and gave a bear hug at the same time.

"Congratulations, brother, you can't fault your performance!"

"Thank you, Yosef! You are my strongest opponent!"

Ye Qin didn't avoid the opponent's big hand this time, and after letting go, he said to Yousse-Bot with a smile on his face.

"The next one is 200 meters, are you ready?"

After scratching Yeqin's hair twice, Youssé Bot, who seemed to be psychologically balanced, squeezed his eyes at Yeqin.

"of course!"

Ye Qin laughed happily. They seemed to have a feeling for each other. In this track and field competition, if there is only one person leading the way, it would be really lonely!

On the highest stage, when there is the strongest opponent!

"Yechin, Youssé Bot, Asafa..."

At the moment when the three of them exchanged briefly, a large number of reporters were surrounded by several people at some point, and some of them shouted at several people.

"Three please stand together and take a group photo!"