Football No. 10: God's Perspective

Losing the ball is depressing, and the stupid way of conceding the ball is also a huge blow to the team's morale.

At the beginning of the second half of the game, the Persian Cavalry under Queiroz still adopted a defensive counterattack strategy.

Even if it is at home, even if the overall strength is stronger than the national football team.

That's the way to play.

Due to the fast counterattack ability of the Persian cavalry, although the formation was pushed forward, they did not dare to press too high. As a result, the offensive line was often composed of 4 people from the national team versus 8 or even 9 people from other teams.

Wang Po, who had the ball on the wing, was patiently looking for loopholes in the Persian cavalry. Generally speaking, the breakthrough point of the intensive defense was either in the air or on the wing.

In the air, Dabao at the center position is like a sandwich being flanked by the opponent's center backs, and he has no particularly outstanding advantages in terms of height, strength, or points.

Then we can only rely on the wing.

Facing the third brother who stepped forward to respond, Wang Po suddenly moved forward after returning the ball. The third brother, who understood the ball, made a through ball from the wing and benefited greatly. The two completed a beautiful one-two, giving Wang Po the ball inside. Cut to restricted space.

Accelerate, change direction, face the defensive midfielder who comes to defend, directly wipe the opponent away, and take a shot.

Sensing the dangerous message, the Persian Cavalry center back quickly stepped forward to block the ball, but it was a step too late. Wang Po's feet were extremely fast and he shot the ball first.

The ball hit hard, and it was in the penalty area. At such a distance, the goalkeeper had no time to react.

At the critical moment, the Persian center back stretched out his hand to change the direction of the ball.

"Referee, it's a handball, it's a handball."

Wang Po made a handball gesture and shouted a reminder to Hassan behind him.

The latter shook his head and signaled for the game to continue.

"What?"

Everyone was shocked. At the moment when Wang Po shot, Hassan could clearly see the whole situation from his position. Judging from the TV replay, there was no visual interference, couldn't he see it? Go to hell.

The national football players surrounded Hassan excitedly. "I didn't see it, it was a defensive goal."

Facing the emotional national football players, Hassan shook his head and said firmly. "I trust my eyes."

"If your eyes are useless, just donate them. It's not easy for you to stick to your post despite being physically disabled and strong-willed."

Wang Po spoke directly to Hassan in English.

Hearing this, the latter's face became very ugly, he blew the whistle and showed Wang Po a yellow card.

Wang Po grinned, his eyes became sharper, and he said lightly, "You asked for this, don't blame me."

There is murderous intent driven by extreme anger between the lines.

How I wish this was a fighting game. It's OK to lose if you're not as good as others, but it's not OK to be killed by someone with ulterior motives.

Wang Po's temper was unprecedentedly violent.

It was another misjudgment, as if it was a provocation from Hassan. The defensive player of the Persian Cavalry made an elbow swing while fighting for the ball, and hit Wang Po on the neck, right under Hassan's nose. The reporter still didn't say anything, but made a "get up" gesture to Wang Po with a smile.

Fuck me.

Wang Po narrowed his eyes, completely irritated.

The national football team attacked. After getting the ball, Wang Po did not choose to go down after breaking through from the wing. Instead, he deliberately chose to cut inside the middle where the defense was extremely intensive. After taking one step towards the ball, he was 35 meters away from the goal. shoot.

Yes, I read that right, it was a volley. The instep of the foot was straightened, and the power of the calf exploded instantly. The ball was hit without any rotation at all, and it blasted out like a cannonball with a "wow" sound as it broke through the air.

The ball was extremely fast and did not run towards the goal. By coincidence, it hit Hassan's head directly. The latter instantly fell to the ground and lost consciousness.

How terrifying is the power of professional football players? In addition, it is a professional ball. In the eyes of ordinary people, the leather ball is like a shot put. If it hits the head like this, it may give Hassan a big break.

The game was temporarily suspended. The fourth official on the sidelines was already preparing to warm up. The ambulance came in and quickly sent the unconscious Hassan to the hospital. The initial diagnosis was a concussion.

It's no wonder, for this blind operation, there must be something wrong with the brain, maybe it will be normal after a shock.

The game was interrupted for about 20 minutes, and the fourth official came on stage as a substitute referee to warm up.

The game continues.

A long interruption is detrimental to the leading side, and the rhythm of the game is completely lost.

On the contrary, the national football team has relieved the pressure, and the most important thing is that physical fitness has been restored.

Damn West Asia's home court. After the 65 minutes of the game, the physical fitness of the national football players has basically reached the bottom. Even Wang Po feels very strenuous. His legs feel like they are filled with lead. With these 20 minutes of breathing time, it is completely possible. Complete the game with full health.

"Brothers, work harder, it's time to fight hard."

Wang Po encouraged his teammates.

The game continues.

The Persian cavalry regained the defense line. Wang Po broke through on the wing and passed two defenders with continuous changes of direction. This time he did not choose to continue to cut inside, but went down to the bottom of the ball. Seeing the angle of the shot getting louder and louder, a shot The shot from the outside instep created a weird "S"-shaped arc, and the ball turned directly into the back post.

"Wow, a shot from zero angle? Oh my God, this shot is amazing."

For a time, both Persian and domestic commentators made such incredible exclamations for Wang Po's nearly zero-angle goal.

Zero-angle shot, this is a replica of Carlos' miracle back then, no, in terms of difficulty, it is even greater than that goal, this is an "s" shaped arc.

Belwand couldn't react at all.

The score on the field was 1-1.

Wang Po used his personal ability to pull the Chinese national football team back from the edge of the cliff.

"There is still time."

Facing the passionate celebration of the Chinese national football fans in the away team's stands, Wang Po responded slightly and then held the ball and put it in the middle circle arc.

A draw? It has never been what Wang Po pursued, he wanted victory.

After the change of sides, the Persian cavalry was obviously a little impatient after being tied, and began to attack and press forward, carrying out a positional attack that they were not good at, leaving a large open space behind them.

The old captain Zheng Zhi blocked Azmon's ball at the front of the penalty area, and a 30-meter-long pass was passed to Wang Po's feet.

Wang Po, who was in a sideways position, passed the Persian team's back midfielder with a tie and ran straight into the penalty area.

"Wang Po, Wang Po dribbles the ball, Wang Po dribbles past the defense line of the Persian team..."

The commentator poet in front of the TV was so excited that he didn't even breathe.

All the Chinese football fans at the scene had stood up. At this moment, everyone in the world focused their attention on Wang Po in a red jersey.

Facing the tall and strong Persian central defender, Wang Po dribbled past the opponent with a crotch pass, making the opponent spin around and get rid of the central defender's entanglement. Without any hesitation, he shot the ball, and the ball drew a beautiful arc in the air and went straight to the upper right corner of the goal.

Theoretically, the blind spot is impeccable.