When he was seven years old, he watched him outside the iron gate waving his bat at the wall, and he spent the entire afternoon watching him.
At the age of seventeen, he lost to him in the finals of the city competition, and he was still laughing even though his knees were bleeding.
At the age of twenty-three, they were separated by twelve time zones and talked on the phone all night without anyone hanging up first.
At the age of twenty-seven, they stood in the Grand Slam final, facing each other across the net.
One is a wild player who came out of the wild field and was scolded as "a flash in the pan."
One is an academic who came from a key high school and is said to be "not doing his job properly".
On the field, they are each other's only opponents.
Off the field, they are each other's only escape route.
This is not a story about winning or losing.
This is a story about two people, separated by a net, fighting for a lifetime.
Purpose: On the road to growth, the best opponent is also the best companion.