Reborn on Top of Football
Vol 4 Chapter 198: Competition for Heroes (7)
If you don't look at the keyboard, it's called blind typing; if you don't see the gear, it's called blind exercise; if you don't watch football, it's called blind shooting!
Blind shots are more exciting and rare than not looking at the barbs of the goal. It is almost impossible for a blind shot to occur on the football field.
And at this moment, Wang Ai's vision is only Milan's dark sky tonight. The impact from the left foot made him grateful for his adventure. Being dragged by Carazzela and Duff's quick pass, and Drogba's accidental bump, everything happened in an instant, leaving Wang Ai no time to think, just following instinct and following what was trusted by Jose Work hard to make an incredible action.
San Siro's momentary silence made him a little skeptical. He lay on the turf, looked up, looked for football, and saw Dida, who was holding the football in the goal, then Drogba's face.
Hearing was rapidly recovering, and he heard the screams that belonged to the West London accent alone. It was an upset Oxford accent. It was the official language that never swallowed the pronunciation. It was an intimate call!
"Ah ha ha!"
Wang Ai and Drogba jumped up and hugged each other, then opened their arms to the daunting Duff, and then ran back to the baby-faced Lampard, and then passed the calm-faced Gattuso to find the Dutch.
The Chelsea were celebrating, and the Milan were silent. This ball was not lost at all. From Robben to Lampard, to Wang Ai, Dafu, to Drogba, Wang Ai, there was almost no delay. They were all one-pass passes, and they passed quickly and concisely. Excessive, decisive cross, and the last incredible goal.
Almost a few seconds after the goal was scored, Milan's major players realized that this goal, similar to Cruyff's "Flying Dutchman" title, would surely pass through on TV. world. Such a ball, only Cruyff's career, is only two or three.
What's even more rare is that the big screen next to San Siro Stadium shows the state of Wang Ai when he just scored. He was dragged by others, unable to control the center of gravity.
Such a goal is worth everything! Many world-class forwards have never had a lifetime. This requires not only excellent goal consciousness, but also agile, explosive physical fitness as well as imagination. Strictly speaking, this action is not difficult, any striker can do it, but between electro-optic flint, they are still limited by the body's instinctual response-the routine action of hard work. Therefore, in the face of such an opportunity, they can only shake their heads and sigh, hoping that they can run faster next time, or be more accurate by their teammates.
Only Cruyff, and today's Chinese boy, can seize this opportunity that is not an opportunity and become a classic in one fell swoop!
The Chinese fans who watched the game at three in the morning could not wait to express their feelings on Sina and other live graphic websites. Among them, under the fast refreshing latest goal news, the tallest one to speak turned out to be: "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"
At this moment, apart from the simplest roar, they could not express their excitement, just like the Chelsea people of San Siroli.
The players leaping on the bench, the cheering staff members raising their hands, the coaches hugging each other, are just as excited as the fans behind them. Wright even grabbed Essien's shoulders and raised his feet while joking loudly.
Wang Ai ran back to his own half in the hugs of his teammates. After everyone hugged him, he said a few more words. Hug is to celebrate the team's goal, to say a few more words is to celebrate his classic goal enough to record personal history.
Wang Ai waved to the sidelines, attracting mad cheers from Chelsea fans.
In the stands, Jose's wife Matilde and Xu Qinglian still have a little hindsight, not even the few children around them. Old Mertesacker took off his sunglasses and Yu Ming stood up and applauded at the same time. He lowered his hat and shrugged, put it on again with a smile, and sat in the cheering crowd safely.
"Claude, hold on for a while!" Wang Ai, who was waiting for the kickoff, walked to Makelele, embracing a special word.
"You have to hurry up." Makelele grinned and grinned, "Although I rarely score goals, I can see that the goal was just beautiful. Your sponsors should give you a lot of money Is the bonus right? "
"Hahaha!" Wang Ai smiled, hugged Makelele again, and whispered in his ear: "Be quiet, don't let them hear, I'll invite you to dinner later."
Makelele pushed Wang Ai away and bent over with a smile. With the crazy spread of football media around the world tomorrow, the bonus directly brought by Wang Ai's goal, the bonuses of various sponsors will also be at least 4.5 million Euros, and the impact of it will be impossible to estimate. . Many sponsors on the fringe of negotiations will start cooperation because of this goal.
Makelele, 33, is not a child. He has witnessed the catalytic effect of Zidane's two goals on the fame of the 1998 World Cup finals. The Champions League semi-final is not as good as the World Cup final, but the situation is the same.
This is an opportunity unique to the striker. Makelele is somewhat envious, but has been bearish.
However, this is by no means what Wang Ai can do if he invites him to dinner alone. Don't spend a lot of money, Chelsea people will not let Wang Ai miss.
Blessings are shared, and difficulties are shared. In Chelsea, collective supremacy, this is really a convention. Lampard invited the team to dinner on the night of the Golden Globes.
For the Milanese, the knowledgeable people are not in a hurry and the game has just begun.
Ancelotti finally made adjustments. Although the Milanese midfielder still has a diamond-shaped position, it has "flattened" a lot. Specifically, Kaka's position no longer coincides with Makelele, but retreats, not At some point, they have retreated to Pirlo's front line, gradually making this diamond-shaped midfielder look like a parallel midfielder.
Kaka, Seedorf, Pirlo, Gattuso, respectively, against Lampard, Duff, Wang Ai, Robben, so that the midfield and backcourt are no longer thin 3 to 4. Kaka didn't dare to defend Wang Ai directly. He knew he was better at attacking and defending, so he faced the dribbling and speed, but shot accurately and was physically strong Lampard. Wang Ai was thrown away by Pirlo, who was fast and flexible.
After two minutes of fun, Chelsea's talents were silent and the game had just begun.
Ancelotti's decisive change, although the plan to collapse Makelele was aborted, but also rebalanced the two sides. In the first round of the two coaches' fights, with Wang Ai's outstanding performance, Jose won.
The game has just begun.
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