Fox in the Penalty Area

Ricardo Balia stood in front of the penalty spot, his mouth was slightly opened in the live broadcast, and he kept taking deep breaths. At the same time, he turned his head to look at the referee from time to time, waiting for the whistle.

Matthew Cox's voice sounded: "Kirk gave up the opportunity to take the penalty kick to Barea. This young Portuguese player who joined the team for less than a season has already been trusted and valued by the team. Of course... this is of course his own outstanding performance. Now he is going to make a final decision and kill Leeds City..."

After the whistle sounded, Cox's commentary came to an abrupt end.

Then Barea in the picture let out a breath, ran up and shot!

He chose to play in the middle, but he didn't exert power, so the speed of the ball was not fast. Leeds City goalkeeper van der Ven, who happened to be saved but not completely saved, blocked the football with his toes.

Barea reacted fairly quickly, and immediately rushed to make up shots, but was blocked by Van Deven again!

Then Vieira made a big-foot clearance, and Kamara took the ball to the wing after receiving the ball in midfield.

Connor Kirk, who quickly returned to the defense, chased to the wing and fouled Kamara, but failed to prevent the football from being passed out.

After Charlie Potter received a pass from Kamara in the ribs, he pulled the ball forward and dribbled the ball forward. He made a pass for the first time but missed it because he found that the outflanking people in front of the goal were not in place yet. So he took another step forward, and he was almost close to the bottom line before passing the football.

At this time, Jay Adams rushed to the front and became a center forward. Although he didn't receive the ball, he managed to push back both of Tramed's defenders, and Steco Wilson retreated to the goal line in one breath. This created a 'vacuum' around the penalty spot in the middle of Tramed's penalty area, where neither player was present.

Goalkeeper Tom Walker abandoned the goal and rushed to the late Williams.

Williams jumped in the air and pushed the football horizontally towards the vacuum zone. Hu Lai slapped him and volleyed!

During the whole process, Matthew Cox, who spoke as fast as a machine gun, let out a drawn-out roar at this moment.

"!!!"

The football flew into the goal with a bang.

With this roar, the noisy red-roof stadium became much quieter.

Hu Lai rushed to the bottom line, and the other Leeds City players who counterattacked and killed them did not slow down, and turned to chase after Hu Lai's figure.

Leeds City players revel in the Trammed turf.

Many players in Tramed's formation collapsed on the turf, covering their faces with their hands.

Tony Clark ran and rushed onto the court to celebrate. Assistant coach Sam Landier caught up to him from the side and hugged him, and then the two stumbled on each other, rolled and fell to the ground at the same time, got up from the ground again, and continued to run wildly.

Surrounded by people like them, those substitute players and coaches of Leeds City, without exception, their cheering figures kept flashing in the camera.

At this time, the live broadcast did not continue to show the picture of Leeds City celebrating wildly, but instead gave a short close-up shot of Ricardo Balia who missed the penalty kick. The Portuguese in the camera put his hands on his knees, bent over, opened his mouth slightly, and looked blankly at the Leeds City players who were celebrating, as if he couldn't believe everything in front of him...

This video appeared on the Internet immediately after the game, whether it was inside or outside the wall, and it frantically swiped the screen.

On Weibo, Twitter, Facebook, various video sites, various forums, chat groups... wherever the Internet can reach, this video was quickly spread, and it was dubbed such as:

"Heaven and hell in 22 seconds of the Premier League!"

"The most awesome lore in history!"

"One second in heaven and one second in hell, Tramed was killed instead of a lore!"

"Leeds City tells you what it means to never give up!"

"A story that the author can't even write!"

"How can you not love football like this?"

"If you don't watch football, you don't know what the ups and downs of life are!"

...

Titles like those above.

People who weren't even Leeds fans left excited comments below each of these videos:

"When I saw this goal in the middle of the night,

Excitedly doing thirty squats in one breath in my room, I suppressed the excitement in my heart! Even so, I'm still here to tell you how fucking excited I am! "

"I thought van der Ven was crazy enough to save Barea's penalty twice in a row...but I was too young to expect something crazier! This goal is really... unbelievable! I see it Watching the ball for 20 years, this is the craziest goal I've ever seen! Decided the Premier League title, and in such a dramatic way!"

"Guys! That's why I love football so much because you never know what is waiting for you in the next second! When you are in the darkest abyss, hold on for a second, maybe the next step will be the next step bright!"

"I was moved by Leeds City! I was not a fan of them at first, but starting from this ball, in addition to my favorite Madrid Pirates, I will pay more attention to a team, that is Leeds City! I am very happy at the time The King of Madrid didn't get Hu, hahaha! Otherwise we may never see such a beautiful, classic lore goal!"

"I would like to call this ball the lore of the century! It is not just this ball that determines the Premier League champion... The most important thing is that this ball is not a personal heroic performance of a certain player. It is the lore completed by the entire Leeds City team! Starting from van der Ven's penalty kick, from top to bottom, from back to front, almost every Leeds City player contributed their strength in this counterattack! Although it was Hu who scored in the end, But it was a fantastic and beautiful team goal!"

"If someone writes this ball, then I will definitely scold the author for writing some bullshit. It is completely unreasonable. It is simply made up and made up for the sake of lore. It is absolutely impossible to happen in reality! But now... …Hell, this is fucking reality! Reality is more unreal than real!"

"Upstairs, you need to pay attention to logic when writing, but who the hell will tell you logic in real life!"

"Let me give you some popular science. The Leeds City team only succeeded in relegation in the penultimate round of the league last season... Before the start of this season, their odds of winning the championship were 5,000 to 1! But now they stand At the top of the league table! Can you believe it? Guys! The odds of 5,000 to 1... are fucking real! Do you know what these odds are? Christmas will be the hottest day in the UK …Last Christmas wasn’t the hottest day in the UK, but now Leeds is going to win?! God! Am I crazy, or is the world too crazy?”

"Dude, this is the charm of football! Everyone says impossible things, dreams destined to be impossible... everything is possible in the football world!"

Sitting in the driver's seat of the truck, Neil Mullin played the video of Hou Lai's goal over and over again with his mobile phone in his hand.

Just half an hour ago, he was driving on the highway to listen to the live game on the radio.

When Hou Lai scored the lore goal, Leeds radio commentator Ryan Hynes on the radio seemed to suddenly go crazy, screamed, and then laughed wildly. During the laughter, he roared hoarsely:

"Hole! Hole!!! Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh CRAZY! THIS GAME IS CRAZY!!! THIS IS A GOAL THAT CAN ONLY BE DREAMED!! THIS IS A SCENE I DREAM ONLY! We saved Tramed at the Red Roof The ball and then...Killed them!! Unbelievable! Fabulous! Ahahahaha! To be able to see this goal with my own eyes, let me die now I have no regrets! Ah!! God...Thank you for letting me be in Lived to see this ball! Thank you! And... Hu Lai! Thank you, Chinese boy! You deserve to be in the history books for this one ball alone!!! OMG..."

Hynes spoke incoherently, cried and laughed, and finally broke down in tears.

Mullin could clearly hear the sobbing he was trying to suppress through the microphone and radio into the cab of his truck.

He gripped the steering wheel tightly with both hands, his eyes wide open, staring intently at the road ahead. Keep the car steady on the highway and drive in the outermost lane.

Then he found the nearest service area, drove the car in and parked it, and then he relaxed, leaned back in the chair, and picked up his phone.

As expected, he easily found the video of Hu Lai's lore goal on the Internet.

From Ricardo Barea smearing Camara into the penalty area and being pushed down by Vieira, until the end of the close-up shot of Barea's bewilderment, the whole process of scoring in the middle, and the players and coaches of Leeds City flooding the pitch , a joyful scene of embracing a wild celebration.

He has watched the three-minute video countless times, and he seems to want to engrave every frame and every commentary in his mind.

He saw Leeds City manager Clark even ran towards the Red Roof stands at the end, as if he wanted to hug and celebrate with the Tramed fans there. …

Seeing this scene, Mullin couldn't help laughing.

Then the video screen of the mobile phone suddenly froze, and he received a call from Joy Ross.

"Neil, where are you now?" Irost's tone on the phone was a bit strange.

"I'm in the service area, old Joe."

"are you OK?"

"I'm fine, old Joe. What's the matter?"

Joey Roth heard that Mullin's voice was calm, and he said, "You know what? Leeds beat Tramed."

"I see, old Joe. I was driving and listening to the radio..."

"My God! Then you are so calm!" exclaimed Irosd.

Mullin laughed loudly: "If it weren't for years of driving instinct, I might have rolled into a ditch on the side of the road by now, old Joe!"

"God... that's crazy. Did you see that goal by Hu?"

"I was watching it before you called in."

"Sorry I didn't mean to interrupt, Neil...I'm really worried about you, everyone is crazy, including Andy and me. We may be witnessing a new page in the history of football in this country... ...In addition, I called you and wanted to ask you..." At this point, Irost lowered his voice. "Uh, you... are you...really investing in Leeds City to win the championship? I know they are all saying this, but I still want to confirm it with you."

Mullin nodded and said, "Yes, Old Joe. I did spend 400 pounds and voted for Leeds City to win the championship and Hu to win the Golden Boot."

"What are the odds when you bet?"

"Leeds City wins the championship and pays 5,000 for each. Hu wins the league golden boot and pays 4,000 for each."

Irosd on the other end of the phone seemed to have stopped breathing, and suddenly fell silent.

After about ten seconds, he whispered: "My God! Then you are a millionaire now, Neil!"

The British betting bonus is calculated on the basis of cost recovery, that is to say, Neil Mullin invested 200 pounds to bet on Leeds City to win the championship, then he will first recover his cost of twice the pound, and then the bonus. Five thousand times two hundred pounds... a million pounds!

And Hu Lai's golden boots, four thousand times two hundred pounds, eight hundred thousand pounds!

Compared with these two astonishing amounts, the cost of four hundred pounds is nothing to mention!

"Old Joe, the league is not over yet, Leeds City may lose to Northumbria at home in the last round..."

"Neil, don't be like this... No one believes that Leeds City, who beat Tramed in an away game, can overturn on their own territory. The league championship is theirs! Have you thought about what to do after becoming a rich man? "

"I don't know, old Joe. I never thought about it before..."

"Yeah, who would really believe that Leeds City could win the championship at that time? Are you going to resign and leave us? You are so rich, why do you need to continue to be a truck driver?"

Mullin looked at the distant twilight outside the service area through the front windshield of the truck, shook his head and said, "I don't know, Old Joe. Maybe, maybe not...I, uh...I don't know anything except driving Do. What else can I do if I'm not going to be a truck driver?"

"What to do? What else do you need to do? If I were you, with such a large amount of money, I would have gone to Spain for vacation! No...not just Spain, I will go on vacation all over the world!"

"Ha, old Joe, I'm not you. I wouldn't do it. Then I'd have nothing in no time, and come back home in disgrace... But I'm afraid the company won't want me anymore by then. I think I shouldn't resign, I won't leave you, old Joe."

"Aha! That would be great! Remember to buy us a drink when you come back! All of us are waiting, including Andy! He yelled that Leeds City owes Trammed a favor!"

"That bastard... well, I will definitely come back to invite you!"

After hanging up the phone, Neil Mullin did not continue to admire Hu Lai's lore goal.

He put his mobile phone on the driver's seat, held the steering wheel with both hands, and looked into the distance.

In the direction of the horizon, the sun is setting to the west, and the dusk is getting darker.

The sun swept over from there and shone into the cab of the truck. The upper half of Mullin's face was hidden in the shadow of the cab, only his eyes were shining.

A special, wild day in English football history is finally drawing to a close.

When most of the sky was occupied by blue and black, and there was only a glimmer of sunset on the horizon, accompanied by crisp horns, the trucks loaded with cargo slowly drove out of the service area with flashing lights.

Towards sunset, truck driver Neil Mullin was back on the road.