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"Tomislav Duimovich!"

"A crucial goal! A precious goal! A goal that makes history!"

"Croatia coach Bilic's substitutions in the second half played an amazing role! At the moment near the end of the game, Duimovic's world wave penetrated the Spanish goal!"

"God! What an amazing goal these are!"

"Spain put all their attention and all their defensive focus on Suker. They thought they cut off Suker's offensive line. They thought they restricted Suker, and then Croatia lost hope of victory!"

"But Suker is not the only one in Croatia. At this critical moment, Duimovic, who came off the bench, became our savior!"

"Goal in the 85th minute! Spain will not have a chance! They have no chance! We will not give them any chance!"

Krausiewicz kept yelling at Mike.

“In 1992, when fairy tales came into reality, Denmark staged a ‘fairy tale’-like victory story at the European Cup!”

"In 2004, Greece overcame all obstacles and they also staged their own fairy tale in the European Cup!"

"And in 2008, four years later, the miracle story is still happening, and this time it belongs to us! It belongs to Croatia!"

"Who dares to imagine! Who can imagine! This is the first European Cup match for these young Croatians, but they are about to defeat the powerful Spain, and they will reach the final of the European Cup!"

"What a crazy thing! This summer! In the summer of 2008, strong winds from Eastern Europe swept through Europe, and rhapsody from Croatia resounded throughout Austria!"

"Cheer! Shout! Compatriots! This moment belongs to us. Let your throats roar and let our voices be conveyed to all parts of the world!"

“We are from Eastern Europe!”

"We come from a small country of 4 million people!"

"We are Croatia! We are about to enter the final of the European Cup!"

Kraussiewicz's voice was sonorous and powerful.

Deafening words were conveyed through the television set to the land of Croatia.

All the homes, bars and squares were filled with cheers.

The whole land was filled with excitement.

The cheers rose high into the sky, like thunder, and continued to echo.

Duimovich! ! !

Duimovich! ! !

Duimovich! ! !

In the corner kick area, Duimovic looked around.

From all directions, tens of thousands of Croatian fans were chanting his name.

This is a heroic moment!

This valuable goal put Croatia on the verge of reaching the European Cup finals.

boom!

Suk threw Duimovich to the ground.

Soon, Croatian players rushed over one after another.

They shouted and cheered excitedly.

At this moment, they could only vent their inner excitement with constant shouting.

At the coaching bench, Bilic stood in front, his eyes widened with a hint of shock.

The Dutchman really got it right!

Duimovic became the key!

If Duimovic hadn't been sent on in the second half, the goal might not have happened.

In this game, the Dutch thought of almost every detail.

With just the right substitutions and tactical adjustments and the high morale of the players, they are about to reach the European Cup finals.

At this time, Bilic was in a trance.

If you persevere, then what is left for them may really be eliminated.

One wrong thought may cause eternal pain.

"Defense!! Defense!!"

Su Ke and others ended their celebration, and when they retreated, they all had fierce eyes.

Ahead!

Leading again!

This time, they won't let anyone win.

Even if they can't run away, they still have to intercept Spain's goal!

"It's last time, press on! Press on!"

The Spanish players were getting impatient.

Spanish tradition is elegant and calm, but at this time there is a hint of anxiety.

Their cooperation is no longer so tacit, and their breakthroughs are no longer so sharp.

boom!

Suker and Modric jointly clamped Torres to the ground.

Just as Torres was about to get up, Suker kicked the ball out.

"Hey!"

Torres accused angrily.

Su Ke left without looking back. At this time, he could delay it as long as he could.

Iniesta on the side quickly ran over and kicked the ball back, but Spain's chance to counterattack also disappeared.

They can only reorganize.

"Press up! Press up! Rush in!"

the Spanish commentator shouted excitedly.

If you don’t fight now, wait until later.

"Spain is still looking for opportunities. They have not given up, but Croatia has retreated across the board. Almost everyone has retreated into the penalty area to defend. Not to mention the Spanish players, they don't even want a fly to leak in!"

Krausiewicz clenched his fists and said angrily: "It's injury time soon! Boys, hold on!"

The Spanish attack came like a violent storm.

But Croatia is like an island in a raging tide, seemingly dangerous but standing firm.

Huge waves hit again and again, constantly washing away the Croatian defense, but they gritted their teeth and fought desperately.

"I come!"

Simunic jumped up suddenly and shook his head vigorously in the air.

The ball hit his forehead and flew to the wing. Simic rushed over immediately. He turned around and made a hard clearance. The ball hit Torres' feet and flew out of the baseline.

"Slow down! Slow down!"

Simic turned around and shouted, then slowly went to pick up the ball.

The ball boy behind the advertising column stretched out the ball without any discernment, but Simic did not pick it up and insisted on picking up the ball in the distance.

After picking up the ball, Simic took two steps before kicking it back towards the penalty area.

All this is stalling for time.

At this time, the fourth official raised his sign.

The game enters injury time!

After Croatia kicked off, they kicked the ball far away.

Spain's attack came back immediately.

Croatia once again charged into the penalty area and deployed their turtle shell defence.

Three minutes of injury time.

Spain has been forced into the abyss of despair, and a step back will lead to a canyon.

They have no choice but to move forward!

The breakthroughs of Iniesta, Fabregas, Torres, Villa and others gradually began to become fierce.

Sometimes there is no chance to break through the narrow route, but they just go hard.

With his strong dribbling ability, he wants to attack Croatia's defense.

Once, twice, three times, their threat gradually increased.

Two minutes of injury time passed.

Iniesta finally caught an opportunity, and he tried to pass Rakitic directly with a fried ball.

At this time, Rakitic's body was tight. From his position, any breakthrough could pose a threat.

Even if it's a foul, he can't let the opponent break through.

Rakitic stretched out his foot and pushed hard with both hands.

A standard malicious move of stumbling and pushing.

Beep!

The whistle sounded.

The referee rushed over and showed Rakitic a red card.

"Red card? Is this penalty a bit too harsh?"

Krauszovich angrily said: "This is not a straight-up move."

But no matter what, the referee's penalty has been determined, and he has no intention of changing it.

Rakitic's protest was ineffective and he could only end slowly.

It can be delayed for a while.

"Get out of here!"

Harvey snapped.

Rakitic turned his head: "Hurry up!"

After saying that, Rakitic was about to rush over, and Suker immediately hugged Rakitic.

"Keep scolding!"

Suk hugged Rakitic and whispered a reminder.

Rakitic started to spray wildly.

Harvey's face turned purple with anger.

He wanted to slap himself in the mouth.

They shouldn't have spoken out, and now these guys in Croatia have another reason to delay.

In the end, Rakitic was warned off by the referee, but the stoppage time had run out.

This may be Spain's last chance.

Xavi stood at the penalty spot.

At this time, his expression was also extremely solemn, and his heart was beating rapidly.

He knew that his kick would determine Spain's fate.

All the Spanish fans held their breath.

The Croatian fans burst into violent boos to affect Xavi's mentality.

Soon, Harvey started running directly.

"Xavi made a run, oh~ he dropped the ball into the penalty area!! Simunic!! Beautiful clearance! Suker kicked it out again!"

After shouting, Krausiewicz found the camera suddenly pointed at the referee.

The referee also blew the whistle immediately.

Beep! ! Beep! ! Beep! !

Three whistles!

The game is over!

In the 2008 European Cup semi-finals, Croatia defeated Spain 3:2. They became the first team to reach the European Cup finals.