Chapter 222 Track and Field Events: First Gold Medal
Chapter 222 Track and Field Events: First Gold Medal
After the first three rounds of competition, athletes ranked 9th to 12th were eliminated, and the top eight athletes took the stage in order of their best scores from lowest to highest.
In reality, the order of the final three throws was no longer important in the game. Wei's third throw was like an insurmountable mountain, causing the athletes with championship hopes to lose their rhythm.
Among them, Liu Wei's two biggest rivals, American athletes Cantwell and Hoffa, had already lost their composure from the second round onwards. By the third round, after Liu Wei broke the Olympic record, both of their performances had plummeted to their lowest point.
Compared to these strong athletes, Polish athlete Majewski, who was not considered a contender for the championship, actually ranked second with a jump of 21.51 meters.
His performance today was better than his performance at the World Championships in Osaka and the Indoor Championships earlier this year. With many top athletes underperforming, he not only performed to his usual standard but also showed some impressive form.
After the first three throws, Hofa ranked 6th with a distance of 20.53 meters. This result is far from his game-winning shot of over 22 meters in Osaka last year.
Cantwell's best result has never been 21 meters, and he is currently ranked 4th. Compared to his overall performance this year, this competition was completely below his training level.
However, time did not allow them any respite. The eight players usually competed and would return to the field in less than ten minutes.
Today, Liu Wei's performance has surpassed the best performance of everyone present, so the team members who are aiming for the championship can only challenge this unprecedented achievement by fighting tooth and nail.
At this time, there were no other competitions on the track, and the audience was focused on the shot put.
"Although it sounds a bit awkward to wish time would pass quickly at this age, I sincerely hope the competition ends right now. Field events are too grueling; you can't just give people a quick and easy end!"
The others around him nodded in agreement as they heard his words. If time passed quickly, Liu Wei would be one step closer to the championship.
On the fifth throw, the top four players were still going all out, and Hoffa fouled again. Cantwell managed to score on every throw, but none of his five attempts reached 21 meters.
He stared at the results on the electronic screen, shaking his head repeatedly, as if he simply couldn't believe that such a result was what he had achieved.
"Ladies and gentlemen, the men's shot put final has completed five rounds of throwing. In the first five rounds, Liu Wei has left the other athletes far behind with his Olympic-level performance. There are less than 10 minutes left until the celebration!"
Yang Li spoke passionately, but Hofa was clearly on the verge of collapse this round. After throwing a 2-meter throw, he walked aimlessly toward the athletes' tunnel.
For him, this year's Olympics have come to an end.
Cantwell barely managed a 21.09-meter throw on his sixth attempt, finishing third in the final.
"To get into the top three with such a result? Today's performance was too low. The Olympics and regular seasons are not comparable. Everyone wants to win, but there can only be one champion. All the team members are carrying a heavy burden. No one can perform at their best with ease, except for us, Liu Wei!"
Coach Sun was also filled with emotion. Four years ago at the Athens Olympics, Liu Yangyu was the same age. Before the competition began, almost no one had high hopes for this young man who had just begun to show his talent, but what everyone thought was impossible still happened.
From the preliminary rounds onward, Liu Yangyu performed like a seasoned warrior, especially after Allen Johnson was eliminated due to a mistake. Almost no one could stop Liu Yangyu's progress.
Unexpectedly, four years later, Liu Feiren's main enemy changed from his opponent to himself, and his greatest nemesis changed from Allen Johnson to his own Achilles tendon.
Sometimes I think that no one can truly predict what tomorrow will bring.
"I've said it before, Liu Wei will be fine. He's the only one who fought hard in this race; the others simply couldn't control their emotions. From his very first race, I've felt he was destined for greatness. Now he's just 10 minutes away from standing on the highest podium. I still stand by what I said, Liu Wei will be fine!"
Sitting next to Coach Sun, Liu Feiren was in a good mood at this moment. He had been in a bad mood for the past few days, training hard alone in the gym.
Like all his teammates, Liu Feiren was under pressure from all sides, but the greatest pressure came from himself. He felt that if the Chinese track and field team didn't achieve anything in this competition because of his injury, he would bear a great responsibility.
Witnessing Liu Wei's outstanding performance in this competition, Liu Feiren felt a significant reduction in the pressure on his shoulders. With another leading figure emerging in the track and field team, he was able to be himself again, returning to the fearless young man he was four years ago.
In the final round of the competition, four of the first seven players committed fouls. Everyone wanted to take a gamble and see if their bicycle could turn into a motorcycle.
But in a competition, skill is what matters. The Polish athlete roared as he finished the throw, and the entire stadium erupted in cheers. His throw didn't even clear 21 meters; everyone became a witness to the championship.
"Old Feng, not bad! The Chinese delegation didn't win its first Olympic gold medal, but it did win its first gold medal in track and field. All these years of hard work have finally paid off. Congratulations!"
Director Liu and Feng Yong sat together, but amidst the clamor of the audience, he practically had to shout for Feng Yong to hear him.
Amid rhythmic applause from the audience, Liu Wei made his final throw; at that moment, the result was no longer important.
"Congratulations to Liu Wei! Congratulations to the Chinese track and field team for winning the first track and field gold medal for the delegation. This is the 25th gold medal for the Chinese delegation at this Olympic Games!"
Yang Li was practically screaming as he gave his commentary. The cheers from the audience made it impossible for him to hear his own voice; he could only feel his own voice by shouting.
In front of the television, even Dad choked up. He didn't dare blink, afraid that once the tears in his eyes flowed out, he would completely lose control of his emotions.
In the stands of the Bird's Nest, tears welled up in Wang Qiao's eyes. After working so hard for his dream for so many years, this year his dream finally came true.
"You've finally made it! People always think you got ahead by latching onto a big shot, but nobody sees your daily hard work. You earned this title as a champion coach!"
Upon hearing Jiang Jianjun's words, Wang Qiao could no longer control her emotions, and tears of joy finally proved her point.
In the subsequent women's 1m race, the entire audience unusually cheered for all the athletes. The race wasn't much more exciting than usual; instead, no one wanted to take the lead early, and everyone was holding back, preparing to give it their all in the final few laps.
The reason for the audience's enthusiastic reaction is that after the women's 1m race, the men's shot put awards ceremony will take place, a moment that is extremely important for every Chinese athlete.
On the podium, facing the national flag, as the stirring music played and nearly 6 people sang the national anthem together, Liu Wei felt he had found a sense of belonging in this world.
"Dear viewers, that concludes the first day of track and field competitions. Congratulations to the Chinese delegation on winning their first gold medal in track and field! There are many more competitions to look forward to, and we wish all the athletes continued success in the upcoming events. This is your commentator, Yang Li. See you tomorrow morning!"
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