Raul Gonzares, who was smiling in the stands for almost the entire match, and his former team-mate, now Morientes of the Monaco team, have stood up, just like more than 10,000 Monaco fans.Although there were two minutes left in the game, however, the substitute for the visiting team who attracted the attention of the whole stadium, two minutes seemed to have infinite possibilities!
We scored eight goals and can we still lose?
It's a world of magic!
Morientes clasped his hands at the sides of his empty mouth and yelled at the court, ignoring his voice, which his teammates couldn't hear.As a good friend, Raul knows that his friend's anxiety is like the singing and dancing Laco fans and the dull Monaco fans, there are two minutes left, why is the leader crying and sad, and the laggard as if he is about to win?
From 3:8 behind, it was 7:8!
What made Raul even more alarming and unexpected was that this young player from the Far East seemed to bring something different to Deportivo La Coruna.Even if Real Madrid has been at a low ebb in recent years, Raul does not think Laco is a great opponent.It's not that the fishing village team has a civilian status, but that he feels that this team is too quiet to make a breakthrough.Stability is like inert metal, those who can win will not lose, and those who can lose cannot win, once the coach makes a tactical mistake like this game, he will surprise the opponent and leave himself in fear.If such a team encounters a well-established giants in a major tournament, it will often fail because the latter explodes on the spot.But now, as the situation on the field progresses dramatically, in Raul's eyes, the power that Laco evenly distributes on each player is shrinking towards an origin, from 11 stars to a star, a believable superstar with commanding power.The difference between a superstar and a star is that he will always turn decay into magic with strong self-confidence at critical moments!
It's a good civilian team, a sign of crossing the boundaries of greatness and greatness.Thinking of this, Raul couldn't help but think of his own galaxy battleship, where seven superstars gathered together, but instead of bringing a direct jump in combat effectiveness, they became mediocre, and the stars who could have been the core came together, but there was no core.Look at this Laco team right now, chasing the next kick-off after 7:8, almost everyone is excited, look at Scaloni, wow!
It's actually a crotch piercing!
Look at David Silva, oh roar!
Actually turned around and was a straight stopper!
In Raul's eyes, Laco's whole team is playing at a super level!
On the contrary, the little guy who brought infinite surprises is a lot more dull, which is the core value of the team, he can ignite the passion and creativity of the whole team.Under the torrent of Laco, Monaco's defence crumbled, barely holding on to Deschamps' yelling as he almost rushed into the field, second by second.120 seconds to go!
100 seconds!
80 seconds!
60 seconds!
40 seconds!
The players of Laco have forgotten the time and are fighting with all their hearts, and the fans of Laco have also forgotten the time and are shouting with all their hearts.However, Wang Ai did not forget!
Receiving a cross from Belleron in the run, he made a quick stop to shake off Rodriguez, and rushed the ball in the middle towards the goal, facing Givi, Wang Ai's upper body swayed at high speed, but at the moment of passing the ball to Victor on the other side.Could it be physical exhaustion?
Almost didn't hold the ball!
After receiving the ball, Victor quickly dribbled forward, and just as he passed, he hung on the foot of the opposing defender who stretched out to intercept the football, and the two fell together.The referee's whistle sounded punctually.Surrounded by the explanations and complaints of the Monaco players, the referee hesitated slightly, but still firmly gave a direct free kick.A foul is a foul and I don't give it away just because the away team has a free-kick master.If such a game is delayed by his own misjudgment, his career is almost over.The Monaco defender lay on the ground, resolutely exhausting the last thirty seconds.Under the encouraging eyes of his teammates, Wang Ai stood behind the football.The teammates scattered around, and although it was the last kick, and although they were very tired after the excitement, no one sat down, but snuggled up to each other and waited for the verdict of fate.Belleron put his arm around Silva's shoulders, and Silva suddenly bent down slightly and poked his head, frowning and said, "Juan, look at Doctor's right calf, is it red?"
”Belleron stared at it, chuckled in his heart, stepped forward quickly, squatted down and took a closer look, a large patch of blood had already contained thick ball socks.Belleron didn't dare to tell Wang Ai, stood up and patted his teammate's shoulder: "How is it?"
Will it work?
”Wang Ai's activities: "It's a little uncomfortable, it's okay, don't delay." ”"Or will I or Pandiani do it for you?"
Belleron said with concern.Wang Ai shook his head with a smile and leaned closer and whispered, "I can't kick it in, it's called Venus; If you can't kick it in, it's called Judas. ”Belle shook his head and then came to his senses.This last goal decided the shooting that was destined to go down in history as the outcome of the game, if Wang Ai didn't score, people would only feel sorry for him and feel sorry for him, after all, he had scored four.And if someone else didn't score, the media would have described them as traitors, saying that they had blasphemed the great game and the good performance of their teammates.When you think of the words of the sports media throughout Spain, all over Europe, and even around the world, and often turn it out and scold it for decades, Belleron ......
Turn around and go.Laco's fans widened their eyes and covered their mouths, refusing to make a sound.The Monegasques are praying, and the Louis II Stadium is as quiet as the forest in the morning.The strange feeling on his leg made Wang Ai feel that he might not be able to volley vigorously, he was afraid that his strength would be insufficient, and the angle would not be good to be pounced on by the opponent's goalkeeper, and if he chose a precise angle or a large arc, it seemed that he could not control it.What to do?
Wang Ai crouched down, rearranged the football, took five steps back, and stared at the opposite wall, the goalkeeper and the goal with blazing eyes.He was so focused that he forgot everything around him.Five, four, three, two, one!
Wang Ai hit the middle of the football with his toes.The ball was unexpectedly unfast, and Roma was already ready to pounce sideways, but when they saw this, they hurriedly adjusted back and kept an eye on the trajectory of the ball in the air.The ball flew to the left, and Roma's footsteps staggered to the left to make a save.Then, suddenly, the ball turned to the right!
Roma struggled to maintain his balance, moved again, and was about to take off when the ball suddenly turned back to the left!
Roma: "Coach, come and see the aliens!"
”Under Roma's dull gaze, the ball flew into the goal.Strange two changes of direction in the air, a standard Juninho-style free kick of the Junior High!
With three whistles of varying lengths, the stadium was quiet for less than a second, and then it boiled.Wang Ai opened his arms and turned around to jump, and in front of him were his teammates, coaches, team doctors, and press officers running from all directions.This is Super Laco!
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