Green Life

Volume 4 Chapter 47

"It's unbelievable that England completed two consecutive strikes in less than ten minutes before the end of the first half!" Duan Xuan said, "Now they are leading 3:1, which is definitely a score that makes Capello very satisfied. "

The crazy performance of the fans who couldn't be quiet for a moment in the stands said everything. The live broadcast camera swept over, and they excitedly raised three fingers towards the camera, shouting loudly, semifinals! Final Four!

"Uruguay was a bit too impulsive. They should stabilize in the last few minutes. The eagerness to equalize exposed their mentality." Zhang Lu began to analyze the performance of both sides in the first half.

Because after the restart of the game, the referee blew the whistle for the end of the first half in less than a minute, and now the players of the two teams are walking to the locker room.

The England players were talking and laughing, Mark Qin and Rooney were chatting and walking off the field, and Suarez was walking in sync not far behind him.

It is a very exciting feeling to be able to compete with this super young superstar who is famous all over the world, but this does not mean that he can accept defeat willingly.

This man who may cry several times because of the championship in the future has some extraordinary desire to win.

As long as he stands on the court, he doesn't want to taste the taste of losing, so his expression is a little complicated. Is he unwilling, or can he give himself a reason to lose to Mark Qin?

No one knows, maybe he himself can't tell. After all, too many people have fallen at Mark Qin's feet, so he shouldn't belong to this world, he thought to himself.

When he was 19 years old, he had just played in the Eredivisie, and he had already won various championships.

Just thinking about it feels unreal!

The English players who entered the passage all held their heads high, like soldiers returning from victory, and greeted the warm cheers and admiration from the English fans in the surrounding stands.

At this moment, it is the moment when they are closest to the top 4 in 20 years. Needless to say, as long as they guarantee that they will not be overturned in the next 45 minutes, they will become England's heroes!

"Whoa...a perfect first half," Lineker breathed a sigh of relief, suppressing the excitement in his body, "Mark, Rooney, and Crouch each scored a goal. Mark has scored 5 games in a row. Contributed an assist in the game, and this is his 6th assist."

"The record of assists in a single World Cup was created by French midfielder Kepa in the 1958 World Cup," Wilson said immediately, "He assisted 10 times in 6 games, and Mark will definitely win the assist king in this tournament." ,

Because now he is far ahead, but it is estimated that it will be difficult to break the record."

"Wow", Neville shook his head, "Based on his current statistics, 4 goals and 6 assists, he is already very dazzling. If he breaks this record, he will not be on the same planet as other players at all."

The atmosphere in England's locker room was relaxed, and there was even some elation. We were about to become a class of players who made history. This was not the media bragging before the start of the World Cup. Only fans would read those words with gusto.

But now they are doing the real thing, using victory and scoring to get themselves to this threshold!

"I have to say that your performance was beyond my expectation, especially Joe Hart," Capello said in a rare name-calling praise. "The saves in the first half were very exciting, and we must keep them in the second half."

"No problem, boss," Joe Hart replied excitedly. Mark Qin is already a routine operation. Everyone knows that he will perform this way, and Capello has become accustomed to it.

"But we can't be careless. We still have to seize the opportunity to score in the second half. As long as we score one more, we can completely kill the game."

Compared with the relaxed atmosphere in England's dressing room, Uruguay's side seemed a little silent.

It's not depression. With the state of England this time, losing will not make them feel aggrieved, but no one likes to be poured three times in the first half, and the process of conceding the ball makes them feel a little depressed.

"Boys," old coach Tabarez put his pockets in his pocket, and said softly, "I have to say that you performed well in the first half."

Ok? Suarez and the others raised their heads in surprise.

"Strange?", the old man's words seemed to have a voluntary charm to make people believe, "No, I really think it's very good, the opportunities we created are not much worse than England's"

"It's just a bit of bad luck. If one of those two goals was a little bit luckier, the score would not be what it is now, but isn't that what football games are like?"

Watching the players raise their heads one by one, the old man nodded and continued: "Luck is God's business. We can't punish ourselves for this, and equalize in the second half? I don't think it's impossible."

"England is far from as strong as they have shown. Although they are r in the team, we are not bad. Do you know what will happen once they equalize?"

The eyes of the Uruguayan players lit up one by one, as if they really came back to win in the second half.

"That's right, they will panic. Penalties are their curse, and so are the top four. They will want to win and are afraid of losing. Even if you pull one back, they will be drumming in their hearts."

Of course Tabarez is not so sure, but the main job of the head coach is to adjust the mentality of the players besides the formation.

Let the players on the field be full of hunger and anticipation at any time!

England does have a bad record in this regard, regardless of whether this will happen to them this time, but speaking from his mouth will make the players look forward to this possibility in their hearts.

This is called belief.

The half-time break was fleeting, and the major news media took advantage of this time to release the half-time news early, praising England.

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"Okay, the players of the two teams have already walked out of the channel, and the second half will start soon." Duan Xuan's voice sounded again, "Director Zhang, do you think Uruguay still have a chance in the second half?"

"Hey", Zhang Lu shook his head, "I'm afraid the chance is not great, the goal lost before the end of the first half should not be."

And just when many people have announced the death penalty for Uruguay, and most of the commentators in England are waiting for the historic moment, Uruguay used their not to give up and said no to the whole world!

The second half had just begun, and England took the lead.

England, with two goals in hand, was naturally not in a hurry, but Mark Qin firmly controlled the ball in the backcourt.

The scene was once very normal. When England was leading, it has become a common method for England to command the team to slowly grind the opponent to death.

"Mark, an over-the-top pass to Ashley Cole on the wing, now England are firmly in control of the ball in midfield, the boys are very solid," Lineker said relaxedly.

But Uruguay's close pressing is obviously more oppressive than the first half. Cole saw Rooney was close in front, and Suarez also rushed towards him. Barry who came to meet him.

Barry turned his back to stop the ball with his left foot, and wanted to push his right foot to Mark Qin on the other side. He passed this kind of ball countless times and never made a mistake, but this time there was an accident.

As soon as the ball left his right foot, it was destroyed by a foot behind him with a shovel, and it went straight to Cavani in the frontcourt!

"Be careful!" Lineker yelled, Rios came up too fast, and his gambling-style flying tackle was just to steal the ball. If Barry turned around from the other side for the ball, it would be easy It's a pity that he's not Ma Keqin.

"Rios, he tackled Barry's pass, and Uruguay stole the ball in the frontcourt." Lineker's original relaxed state of mind disappeared, and he shouted anxiously.

Ma Keqin saw that something was wrong, and immediately returned to the penalty area to defend, but he was still not as fast as the ball.

"Cavani, Terry, danger", as Cavani knocked Terry's right foot and sent the ball directly to the penalty area behind him, Lineker's yelling did not have any effect.

Capello and Beckham suddenly stood up from the coach's bench and walked to the sidelines, the original ease was replaced by worry.

Suarez jumped in frantically, Ashley Cole was desperately chasing back, but the ball went to the outside, Suarez still got the ball first.

"Suarez has the ball, Cole, hold on, have to defend his pass," Lineker shouted.

Suarez's movements in this position are quite coherent, he buckles his right foot, and when Cole also stops suddenly, he knocks on his left heel again, and breaks through to the bottom line!

Suarez's speed can't be said to be particularly fast, but he just chose the rhythm of dribbling very well. If this ball is an ordinary defender, there will be no trace of being passed by.

Fortunately, Cole has rich experience and changes direction quickly. Although he was a step behind, Suarez did not let Suarez get rid of it!

"Ashley Cole, extend your leg to block...", but Suarez was too thieves, he kicked directly at Cole's arm that was swinging back because of the block!

Just like Baggio back then.

"Beep...", the referee not far away looked at Suarez who kept gesturing for handball, and gave a penalty kick firmly.

"Penalty kick? Penalty kick!" Lineker said incredulously, "This should be a ball hitting a hand!"

"This ball is obviously a penalty kick intentionally," Wilson also said depressed, "but it is indeed within the scope of the rules. Uruguay relied on small tricks to get a penalty kick..."

"My God!" Duan Xuan shouted, "The referee awarded Uruguay a penalty at the beginning of the second half, which..."

Mark Qin immediately ran over with his teammates. He knew that Suarez had this habit, but what can you say?

"He didn't mean it, it was for balance!" Terry and he were arguing with the referee, but the referee shook his head firmly and let them go away, "His arm left the trunk of the body, this penalty is no problem , and waved them away.

"Oh...", the England fans in the stands looked at the field incredulously while holding their heads, and some fans cursed the Hungarian referee loudly.

But all these actions could not change the penalty. Fran picked up the ball, walked firmly to the penalty spot, and even kissed the ball deliberately, preparing to take the penalty.

Capello stood on the sidelines with his arms folded, shaking his head slightly, not sure if he was dissatisfied with the referee or the players.

Joe Hart was not sanctified this time, he judged the wrong direction, and Fran's penalty was scored overnight, rubbing against the post and rushing into the goal.

"The goal has been scored. Uruguay relied on Forlan's penalty kick to get back a goal less than 5 minutes into the second half," Duan Xuan shouted, "This goal is likely to rekindle their hope."

"Accident, accident!" Zhang Lu also shook his head and said.

Fran hugged Suarez excitedly and ran to the fan area outside the field, and all the Uruguayan players ran towards them crazily.

The England players looked helpless with their hands on their hips, and their relaxed mood at halftime was completely wiped out by the goal.

A goal gap will definitely make Uruguay even crazier next time. Mark Qin's original relaxed mood is gone, and he shakes his head outside the penalty area now.

Sometimes there is nothing you can do about this situation, and the whole situation on the court changes with this unexpected penalty...

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