Facing the result of 9.87 seconds, Zhang Guan seemed very calm. He was not surprised by this result. He knew that he could be faster and should be able to run around 9.82 seconds when his condition was slightly better.
The audience in the field burst into applause, which was given to this crown, and Zhang Guan also subconsciously waved his hands around to express his gratitude to the audience.
Subsequently, on the TV screen, the broadcaster focused the camera on Sean Crawford.
The world's top sprinter looked confused, as if he hadn't realized what had just happened until now.
"Is he a yellow man? In red clothes, he must be Chinese. Only Chinese people like to wear red so much. Who is he? How come I don't know him at all. How can a Chinese run so fast? I can't catch up at all! He is Are you possessed by the devil?" Numerous thoughts flashed through Crawford's mind.
As one of the world's top athletes, Crawford has participated in many competitions and has competed against the world's top athletes many times. However, all of the world's top sprinters are black. As for the yellow race? The whole world knows that yellow people cannot sprint.
But today's situation was beyond Crawford's knowledge. There was a yellow man who he couldn't even catch up with! Crawford wanted to go up and grab Zhang Guan and give him a hard blow to see if he was a black man disguised with yellow dye.
"This world is so crazy! I can't understand it at all." Crawford shook his head. He felt that his IQ should be recharged.
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In the game just now, Crawford did not let go. He ran very hard. When he passed O'Badley Thompson, he already thought he could take first place in the group, but then he suddenly discovered that there was a The figure had already rushed down in front of him. So he started to catch up, trying his best to catch up, but he found that he couldn't catch up with the opponent. Until the last twenty meters, he knew that the overall situation was decided. He could feel that there was a gap of 0.05 seconds between the two. This kind of The gap was at their level, making it difficult to catch up with the opponent before the finish line, so Crawford gave up chasing.
Zhang Guan, on the other hand, had already confirmed after seventy meters that Crawford could not catch up with him when he was running with all his strength, so he also relieved a little of his strength and crossed the finish line calmly. .
The two people did not make any move to cross the line when they crossed the finish line. In fact, if Crawford poked his head at the last moment, he might be able to cross the line first. However, as a famous general, Crawford naturally has a strong desire to do so. Due to self-esteem, Zhang Guan did not make any moves to cross the line, and neither did Crawford. After all, this was only the second round of the group stage. Whether he finished first or second in the group, it would not affect the result of entering the next round.
In the end, the first place was Zhang Guan in 9.87 seconds, the second place was Sean Crawford in 9.89 seconds, and the third place Omadley Thompson slowed down at the last moment and kept the third place. The time was 10.12 seconds.
Although 9.89 seconds is not Sean Crawford's limit, if this result is placed in a general track and field grand prix, it is enough to win the championship. Under normal circumstances, there is no need to achieve such a result within 9.9 seconds in the Olympic rematch, but since the next semi-final will be held the next day, there is no need for Crawford to be very deliberate. Save your energy.
The final results of the fourth to sixth place players were all 10.26 seconds, but they no longer had to compare each other’s results through thousandths of a second data, because according to the rules, except for the top three in the group, the best time A good athlete will advance. The fourth place in the first group, Frenchman Ronald Bergnon, ran 10.15 seconds, which is already faster than them, so their Olympic journey is over. .
As for Kazakhstan’s Gerardy Chernofey, he ranked seventh in the group with a time of 10.42 seconds. However, judging from his expression, Gerardi Chernofer did not show any disappointment. As an Asian athlete, being able to enter the second round is already a very good result. He can end his Olympic journey with satisfaction.
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In the distance, Director Yu looked at the final results and remained silent for a long time.
Director Yu knows that Zhang Guan is very fast. If Zhang Guan runs around 9.95 seconds, Director Yu will be very happy, but he will definitely not be surprised. But Zhang Guan ran a time of 9.87 seconds. Even Director Yu couldn't believe it was true. Even though Zhang Guan had already walked off the field and was about to come to him, he still couldn't accept this number.
Within 9.9 seconds, a number that Director Yu had never thought of nor dared to think of. Even among black athletes in Europe and the United States, only a handful can cross this threshold. Crossing this threshold means becoming the top athlete in the world, which means having the ability to win the championship in any track and field competition except the Olympic Games.
9.9 seconds, a time that humans did not break through until 1991. Around the world, among the active athletes who are still active in the competition, you can count on both hands the number of people who can run under 9.9 seconds in official competitions, and they are basically all American athletes. In 2004, even for the sprint powerhouse Jamaica, their national record for 100 meters was still 9.91 seconds, which had not yet broken through the 9.9 seconds mark. In other words, the current Jamaican flying star Powell has not broken through 9.9 seconds in official competitions. .
When he saw Zhang Guan coming to his side, Director Yu finally came to his senses. He looked at Zhang Guan and stopped talking, but an expression of "pity" appeared on his face.
"Coach? What's wrong with you? Are you not satisfied with my performance?" Zhang Guan asked.
"What a pity, what a pity! If you had run like this in the semi-finals, it would be great. You would definitely be able to enter the finals."
"Just for this?" Zhang Guan looked at Director Yu dumbfounded, and then said: "If I work hard in the semi-finals, I will definitely make it to the finals."
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In the BBC studio, Ericson was speechless. I can't help it, this slap in the face hurts too much.
Ericsson can be regarded as an authority in British track and field. His status as a professor and a coach means that his words are inherently "professional". But now, with Zhang Guan, his "professional judgment" "All in vain. As an expert, it is very painful to be inaccurate.
"This damn Chinese, why is he running so fast! How can he run so fast! This is a BBC live broadcast that can be watched all over the world. I am going to be embarrassed in front of people all over the world! What should I do?" Rickson secretly glanced at the host, who was chatting happily with another guest, Edwards.
"I didn't expect that this Chinese player was so fast, it really exceeded everyone's expectations." Edwards said.
"Yes, the live broadcast just now also showed the expressions of the Chinese coaching staff. Although it was only for a brief second, I can confirm that the Chinese coaching staff were also surprised by this result." The host paused and then said: "It's just incredible."
Edwards immediately went on to say: "As a yellow man, it is a miracle that he can achieve such results in the 100-meter event. We should congratulate him! Maybe he has hope to break the monopoly of black people in the 100-meter sprint event."
"Just a Chinese wants to break the monopoly of black people in the 100-meter dash? This idea is so naive!" A strange voice suddenly sounded, and it was Ericson who spoke.
"Why not?" Edwards immediately retorted: "If I remember correctly, there are about 500 to 600 million black people in the world. Among them, there are less than 40 million black people in the United States, but there are 1.2 billion in China. Given the population, there can be so many talented players among the 40 million black people in the United States, and it is not impossible for a genius to appear among the 1.2 billion people in China."
"What's the use of having more people? After all, they're just yellow people. It's impossible for yellow people to surpass black people in sprint events!" Ericsson snorted coldly, and then said: "This Chinese can run so fast. Maybe some special methods were used.”
"Special method?" The host was stunned, obviously not knowing what Erikson meant by "special method".
Edwards next to him knew what Erikson meant. For an athlete to come to the institute, the potential meaning of the so-called special method was that the athlete used some banned drugs to improve his performance.
The issue of doping is taboo for all athletes. It can be said that this is a very serious topic. The reason why Eriksson did not explicitly say the words "banned drugs" or "doping" is just Using "special methods" as a substitute is obviously because I have no evidence, and saying it clearly will have a very bad impact.
Edwards said: "Mr. Erikson, athletes are required to collect urine samples after competitions, and as far as I know, the physical examinations at this Olympics are very strict. A Nordic biological company provides technology. This Many of the company’s patented technologies are even ahead of those in the United States.”
"But the urine test in the Olympics is not for everyone." Eriksson seemed to have grasped a life-saving straw. He continued: "The Olympics only conduct urine tests for medal-winning athletes. Obviously this Chinese is not qualified yet. . He is likely to stop in the semi-finals. And a yellow man, even if he uses some special methods, will not be able to win a medal."
"Really?" Edwards smiled slightly. He no longer argued with the stubborn old man, but said, "Then let's wait and see!"
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