Born to Run

Grosseto, where the U.S. team is based.

The bus outside the hotel has arrived, waiting for the players who will be playing today to get on the bus, and then go to the Carozekini Olympic Stadium for the game.

Grosseto is a small city. The location of the hotel where the U.S. team is located is not far from the stadium. Athletes can actually reach it on foot. However, the U.S. team has never been stingy in these aspects. The conditions in the track and field stadium have always been. It is the most superior among all countries.

As the bus arrived, from time to time, athletes carried their luggage and walked onto the bus. In a room in the hotel, a sturdy black young man who had changed his clothes and packed his clothes was kneeling in front of the window, pointing to the sky and his lips slightly. Moved, did not stand up for a long time.

"Raun, we should go now!"

Keith Heinert carried his luggage on his back, and watched his roommate's movements eagerly yelled to him. The bus had arrived and he was still dragging prayers there. This behavior made him feel a little uncomfortable.

His roommate is not bad, but he has a habit of praying silently in the room for a long time before every game.

Keith Heinert wanted to ask several times, but it was a personal affair. Although he had noticed Raun Merritt since the beginning of the National Trials, he is now a roommate, but the two are not particularly familiar. He is from New Jersey and the other party is Virginia. The relationship is limited to temporary roommates and teammates. He is a smart man. He knows that some taboos cannot be touched easily, so after getting along for several days, he just put this kind of doubt. Keep it in mind.

"I see, Case!" After hearing the words of his roommate, the black young man turned his head slightly, "I'll be here soon!"

After finishing speaking, he leaned down in front of the window again, and muttered softly in his mouth: "Andrews, I have won six high school championships in Virginia, and now I am in Grosseto, Italy. I bet that if you don’t have a map, you won’t be able to find it? Andewan, this is the World Youth Athletics Championships. At the beginning, you didn’t participate in the competition, but now I’m here..."

"Raun, you are the only one missing."

The door of the room was pushed open again, and there was another sound.

This time walking in was Noel Fox, the leader of the US national team, a tall middle-aged white man with a middle-aged well-dressed middle-aged man.

"Okay, sir."

Lawn Merritt did not continue to kneel at the window to pray, picked up the luggage next to him, and stood up neatly.

"Be quick next time."

Although Noel Fox was a bit dissatisfied with the black athlete's procrastination, the expression on his face seemed calmer, and he just ordered again.

He knows that although the opponent is tall and looks mature, he is only seventeen or eighteen years old this year. It is the beginning of an athlete's career and has not developed a good habit in many aspects.

However, the talent of the opponent is highly regarded by him. In addition to the men's 400m qualification for the men's World Youth Championship through the trials, he also specially let Raun Merritt participate in the men's 4×100m relay race and the men's 4× 400-meter relay race.

As a men's 400-meter athlete, it is not unusual to participate in a 4×400-meter relay, but it is not easy to be able to participate in a 4×100-meter relay that requires speed and explosiveness.

Especially in the talented American track and field team, even among the young athletes under the age of 20, there are a lot of people who can run the 100-meter relay.

And Raun Merritt's sprint and explosive ability, even among the many hundred-meter athletes, is considered very good, he is very optimistic about this black athlete.

Followed Noel Fox out, and after leaving the hotel, the two went downstairs together and directly boarded the bus that had been activated for a while.

"Raun, if you don't come again, we will run out of gas after a while. You don't want us to go to the stadium."

The weather in Grosseto these days is not low, and the air-conditioning in the car is full. Raun Merritt found a position by the window. As soon as he took his seat, he heard a black athlete behind him poking his head and laughing. Joked at him.

"Running is better than walking. You don't even need to warm up if you run over." Ron Merritt grinned at the other party.

Abidi Omer, the men's 100-meter contestant in this World Youth Championship, they had a few days of 4×100-meter handover training together. Both of them are from Virginia, so they are relatively familiar. .

"That won't work, I also want to see the beauties of other countries when I warm up." Abidi Omer shook his head repeatedly, smiled and replied, looked at Raun Merritt, and said suddenly. "Hi, Raun, I watched your preliminaries yesterday, and you reserved too much. When the Olympic trials, you already ran into 45.51 seconds. What a pity, if you were in another country, you would probably Not to participate in the World Youth Championships, but to go directly to the Olympics."

"I will definitely participate in the Olympics, and I want to win the championship!" Speaking of the Olympics, Raun Merritt flashed a strange color in his eyes.

Lawn Merritt, as a newcomer who emerged this year, also went to participate in the US Olympic trials in May. At that time, his score was 45.51, which had reached the Olympic standard A standard.

If he is in other countries, he can basically participate in the Athens Olympics in August with this result, but the United States is strong in track and field. There are three people who score 45 seconds in the Olympic trials. Even if he meets the competition standards, he only participates in three. In the competition for places, he still couldn't get tickets to the Olympics.

The bus started slowly, and Raun Merritt looked at the receding scenery outside the window, and once again came to mind the scene of running with his brother in a race during his childhood.

He also wants to participate in the Olympics, wants to stand on the highest stage, wants to beat all his opponents to get gold medals, but his reasons for going to the track and field are different from others.

He is not because he loves track and field, or, like many blacks, he wants to become a track and field athlete, enter a university to get a scholarship, or even become a professional athlete for both fame and fortune.

There is only one reason for him.

That is Andwan Merritt, his brother.

His elder brother Andwan Merritt once won a scholarship to the University of East Carolina with his outstanding sprint performance, and he was also his first coach on the track and field.

Although he was in contact with his brother Andewan in track and field since he was very young, he has never liked track and field sports, especially running and sprinting. Training is very hard. After running, he sweats and his muscles aches.

He likes baseball. Since the first time he watched an MLB game live, he has countless times fantasizing that he will be favored by traditional strong teams such as the Red Sox, Dodgers, and Yankees, and become a well-known baseball star.

But everything happened 5 years ago. When he was 13 years old, in an accident in college, his brother jumped out of the window on the 8th floor.

He was in pain, annoyance, anger, hatred, Andwan Merritt, his favorite brother left him without warning. For more than two months, he couldn't beat his energy.

At that time, every time he dreamed, he would dream of the scene of running behind his brother in his childhood, and the other side teasing him from time to time, and standing up to protect him when he was bullied by others.

"When you lose the closest person in your life~www.wuxiaspot.com~ you need a little comfort!"

His mother's words awakened him from the pain, and in that year, he gave up his beloved baseball, devoted himself to track and field, and decided to become a track and field athlete.

From the day he stepped on the runway again, he has always maintained the habit of having a silent dialogue with his brother. He always believed that his brother's spirit would gallop with him on the runway.

Before the game, he always had his own set of rituals to pray to his brother's spirit in the sky. He put the little and middle fingers of his right hand together, kissed them, and pointed his fingers to the sky.

Yesterday's men's 400m preliminaries, he easily passed, and then today is the men's 400m semi-final, tomorrow is the men's 400m final.

He is confident of winning the championship, and using this as a starting point, he will emerge in the international track.

"Andwan, I know you are running with me, you are leading me, and I can feel that I was pushed across the finish line by your strength. My brother, please look at me, I I will use this as a starting point to win the championship of the World Youth Championship, then participate in the World Championships, participate in the Olympics, and stand on the highest podium..."