Lakvere.

A small town in northern Estonia, located 20 km south of the Gulf of Finland in the Baltic Sea.

The town has a long history, and signs of human activity can be traced back to the 3rd to 5th centuries AD, and has been ruled by many countries and wars due to its geographical location.

With the Estonian independence of World War I and the end of World War II, this town, like most other European towns, has its own attractions and features, but is not very prominent among the many towns and cities in Europe.

On August 3, 2010, this unsungly small town in Europe ushered in a rare lively.

Lakwayre Town Stadium, outside the lights, all kinds of colorful banners fluttering, early in the morning, many local residents have gathered here.

Some of the foreign tourists who happened to pass through this place were attracted by the lively, and also came to the town stadium.After that, many people found that today's track and field competition was held in this small town stadium.

Estonia and Finland held a track and field tour exchange, the competition level is not high, is a regional competition, the main competition is touring between the two countries of the city, the main purpose is to promote the improvement of the two countries track and field atmosphere, the selection of track and field talents, but also to attract some of the international outstanding athletes to participate in the competition.

Today, the track and field tours of the two countries have come to the small town of Lakwayre.

A Volkswagen passed through the streets of Lakwayre, avoiding pedestrians and quietly stopping at the aisle of the temporary parking at the Lakvere Town Stadium.

The noise came from the half-carrying car window, and a tall, strong black youth sat in the back seat, and after the vehicle stopped, did not immediately get out of the car, but sat quietly in the seat, listening to a burst of shouts from the stadium in the distance.

“Man, get out of the car!”

The driver of the trolley turned his head as a local Estonian lad, speaking English with a thick accent, toward the black youth in the back seat and another middle-aged black man sitting next to him.

“Let’s go!”

The middle-aged black man reached out and patted the shoulder of the black youth, and seemed to have a little encouragement in his tone.

“OK!”

The black youth took a breath, nodded, opened the door, and stepped down from the car.

It seemed that because of the fact that the black youth had stepped out of the back space of the cramped vehicle, the black youth seemed to hear a louder shout in the town stadium that seemed to him to be somewhat rudimentary.

With these shouts, the black young man's heart beat twice, and the muscles seemed to be slightly tangled.

It was a long-lost feeling.

For a long time, black youths could not remember where the last time this feeling occurred.

The black youth looked at the track and field in the distance, then turned around and went to the trunk of the car, and took a bag in the middle-aged black man's hand.

The color of the bag is a bit old, which he bought many years ago, once accompanied him to a track and field stadium, but now it has been dust for a long time.

After the two men had finished picking up their luggage, the driver poked out of the front seat and said in the strangely accented English, "Good luck," and the car started again and left in the distance.

The black youth reached out and hung the bag unilaterally on his shoulder, pulled the zipper out of a baseball cap and put it on his head, and there was a pair of sunglasses he had prepared before in the backpack, his fingers were crossed over the sunglasses box, and finally did not take it out.

No need, right?

The black youth's mouth aroused, and a faint self-deprecation appeared.

After leaving for so long, the whole world has developed and changed so fast, and it has probably been remembered by others!

“But I’m finally back!”

The self-deprecation on the face of the black youth flashed, and soon the look was restored to calm, but the eyes were extremely firm.

“It’s not time, do you remember the process?”

The middle-aged black man next to it had taken a few steps toward the stadium, suddenly watching the black youth seem to stand in a daze, and suddenly turned his head and smiled and quipped.

“Of course.”

The black youth nodded expressionless, not much thought of wanting to joke, but silently followed the middle-aged black man behind him toward the stadium, and there was still a word in his heart that did not say.

"I may forget anything, but I will not forget the game, I will forget the track."

...

“Is it him?”

“Damn, why did this guy come here?”

“Really fake?”

“Isn’t he banned for life?”

In the recording area of the stadium, when the black youth changed their sprint clothes, a whisper sounded in an instant.

It is spoken in English and is also spoken in local Estonian and Finnish.

The Negro youth carefully pressed his legs and stretched the joints of his muscles, and he could understand what he meant for the discussion of others, and he could not understand, and he could understand the eyes of these people.

If the local driver did not recognize him when he came to the stadium, the person who was about to play here will definitely recognize him.

However, these people say that the content of the discussion is not so pleasant.

No one came up to say hello to him, the athletes present were very young, and some may even be about ten years old.

He was standing here, and when he appeared in such a low-level game, he was already an old man!

“The world record of 9.77-level, you set in Doha has been cancelled!”

"About your punishment has come down, eight years off!"If you don’t accept it, USADA will likely ban you directly for life!”

"Eight years is too long, and I was thirty years old, what's the difference between a lifetime ban and a lifetime ban."

“There is still an opportunity, and if you accept the punishment for cooperation, there is an opportunity to appeal later.”

“The CEO of the hearing sympathizes with what happened to you, given your good attitude, and your affair this time is directly related to the first time you have, the arbitration panel reduced your penalty to four years!”

"Who do you think you are?"The world champion?You're a medicine jar."

“You haven’t played football since 10th grade!”

“I’m sorry your test didn’t pass!”

...

A trance in his mind flashed, he took a breather, the game had not yet begun, and he tried not to think about the past.

"Don't have any pressure, this is a very ordinary game, there are few ordinary reporters who come to the scene, and when we leave here, no one will care."

The middle-aged black man came over and whispered to the black youth, "What you need to do now is to run one!"

"Lorlen, I'm not a rookie."

The black youth slowly raised his head, and there was a rare smile on his face.

Although he was the one who was comforted, he in turn comforted the middle-aged black man in front of him with words and eyes.

Loren-Siggrav, this is his new coach.

A lot has happened in the last few years!

From the distant United States, flying to Europe and Estonia to participate in such a low-level event, it is the preparation of Loren Sigrave.

Here, the contestants should be able to recognize him, but presumably... the audience will not know much about him.

The audience is forgetful!

They are now looking after Ye Qin, Uuse-Bot, Jason Gabi... he is already a past.

Therefore, the pressure that may be under can also be less.

From the peak to the trough is probably only a short moment, but from the trough and back to the peak, this road will not be so easy.

Time passes by minute by minute.

Soon, after completing the pre-game preparation, he heard the preparation for the game.

“Come on!”

Loren-Sifgrave patted him on the shoulder again, saying nothing more.

What has been done, what should be said has been said, and the rest, need to face it himself.

The weather in the town of Lakvere is good today, the sun is bright, and the temperature is not high or low.

A women's 100-meter match in the stadium has just ended, and the winner was a young female player from home-grown Estonia, which caused cheers and applause from the whole audience.

The level of the competition is not high, but for the residents of this town, it is still very happy to see a wonderful track and field event at their doorstep.

After the women's 100 meters competition ended, especially for the big screen installed on this tour, a list of male 100 meters players appeared.

“Who is that?”

“There’s an American here for the game!”

“Probably a new man!”

In the audience, many people noticed the list of players, saw a player with the logo of the American flag, and each shouted.

This low-level tour has many players from other countries, but in general, Estonia and Finland are surrounded by some European countries.

American sprinters have appeared in European arenas, at least at the level of athletics and field Grands Prix, and few have appeared in such regional low-level events.

After all, as a big country in track and field, the national track and field events every year, as well as Central America's various events, are enough.Especially in the sprint project, the level of competition in the Americas is much higher.

But this doubt did not last too long, and soon, many viewers noticed the American runner who appeared on the men's 100 meters starting line.

Some people don’t know, but gradually, more and more people recognize it.

I don’t know where to start, there’s a throb.

A little louder shouts rang from time to time, and some even got up from the audience, excited the young man shouting, "Get out, you are not welcome here!"

Of course, more audience, in fact, is still in a cold-eyed attitude.

They just come to see the game, not the real track and field fans, and don’t care much.

Standing in front of the starting line, the black youth habitually walked more than ten meters on the runway, and returned to the starting line to adjust their emotions.

He heard booing and scolding, but he didn’t care.

He had many times imagined his return to the runway scene, whether to cheer or bush...

Well, probably a hush.

It was just that the intensity was much lower than he had expected.

Probably because it is far from his own country that there are not so many people who really care about him.

In fact, from the time he seriously started training and was ready to return to the field, he already knew the pressure he faced.

“On your marks!”

The familiar sound of the place sounded.

“Nothing can scare me anymore!”

He slowly walked up to the runner, looked at the finish line ahead, and silently said to himself.

A match shot sounded.

Throughout the stadium, everyone looked at their necks and stared at the starting line with all their attention.

Only to see that among the many players, the oldest black youth suddenly rushed out of the starting line.

His start was not fast, his movements were not good, and he did not seem to have adapted to the rhythm of the game, but after fifty meters, the black young man suddenly jumped up from behind.

The other young athletes in the same group tried their best to catch up, but the distance was getting farther and farther away!

In front of them was a veteran.

He was also a world champion!

Even if the current state is far from the top, but the person who can beat him is not in this game.

The line!

On the field timer card, this group of men's 100 meters results appeared in front of everyone.

10 seconds and 24 seconds!

One barely entered the level of the rematch in the international competition, but in such a low-level competition, it has already won the championship.

The black youth looked at the results on the time plate and bit their lips hard.

This is far from the difference between his peak performance, but he is still in high spirits.

He knelt down on the track and roared.

“I am back!”

“I’m going to Jax-Trind is back!”

No one can understand his emotions at this moment, and over the past four years, he has also experienced countless times that he wants to give up sprinting, which is his favorite sport.After all, whether his condition can be maintained after four years is a big unknown.

His previous wealth was limited, and he could not spend his days training day after day.

He tried at several NFL clubs during the suspension, but failed; he also returned to work as a track and field coach at his high school alma mater in Pensacola, Florida, and a personal trainer in a gymnasium in northeastern Atlanta, Georgia.

At the moment, no one is cheering for his victory!

...

On August 16, at the Ergo World Challenge in Tallinn, Jax-Trine won in 10.17 seconds.

On August 22, the last match of the Finnish Elite Games series in Yonsu, Jax-Trin defeated Jamaican Steve Mullins in 10.13 seconds to win the men's 100m title.

On August 31, Rome, Italy, Jax-Trin won the second place in the men's 100 meters in 10.09 seconds, first for Jamaican rookie John Blake, who won in 10.06 seconds.

One month, four matches.

Jax-Trin, who was banned for four years, returned to the field!

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