Chapter 674(1/2)
He paused for a long time and finally spoke: "People only saw the visual feast of this youth storm, but did not notice Lindy's red sneakers in the opening shot."
"And the yellow shoelaces were only tied five times."
He looked at Lindy's running figure and sighed sincerely: "When he passed through the dew of Jiuzhou, saw the moonlight of his hometown, tasted the heat and cold of the world, and still had this original intention, I just want to say..."
"Run, Lindy!"
Run, Lindy!
This is the unified voice of domestic fans in front of the TV!
Lindy on the court grabbed the football in a few sprints and glanced at the frontcourt.
He directly raised his right leg and sent a long pass.
Welbeck and Rooney, who were returning to defense, suddenly braked and turned around to rush forward.
England's counterattack came so quickly.
Lindy also moved forward quickly after passing the ball.
Rooney staggered to put the ball down, but his body also lost his balance.
Welbeck and Barzagli rushed towards the football at the same time.
"Bang!"
After a fight, the football bounced to the right sideline.
We are about to go out of bounds!
But that white figure is here in an instant!
The sky in Donbas seemed to light up at night.
Wearing the stars and the moon!
Lindy made a sliding tackle and left the football on the sideline!
Not out of bounds!
But his body had already slipped off the court.
It doesn’t matter, come again!
Lindy, who was sliding sideways, slammed his hands onto the turf!
He left a few exposed finger marks on the turf. After stopping his castration, he suddenly jumped out again.
The camera behind him was suddenly covered by a splash of "youth".
The fans in front of the TV couldn't help but lean back, as if the black shadow was about to burst out of the screen.
Lindy, who returned to the field, glanced at Balzaretti, who was approaching.
There is no other choice, keep moving forward.
But the latter seemed to be stimulated by the scene of Lindy saving the ball from the sideline, and followed up with a flying tackle.
Caught off guard, Lindy was dribbled and sent off the court again.
Just when the English fans and Lao Ma stood up excitedly.
Lindy stood up with a smile, stretched out his right hand to meet Balzaretti, who stood up at the same time with an angry look on his face.
The latter, like the audience on the sidelines, were stunned for a moment.
Balzaretti gave a wry smile and high-fived Lindy.
The photographer on the sidelines just wiped off the lens, and the camera lens happened to be focused on this scene.
Lao Ma looked at this scene on the big screen and couldn't help but sigh: "They say Messi is my successor, but at this moment, I wish Lindy was Argentinian."
Aguero looked at his good brother and was filled with emotion.
Back then, he was just a big liar who hugged his blind dick at the training ground and made wishes.
In just three years, I already need to look up to him.
Gerrard and Lampard looked at each other and shook their heads with a wry smile. How could there be such a person in the world?
His character and skills are all top-notch, he is as brave as a tiger and has a broad mind.
Even Pirlo was a little envious, "It's too late. If I had met Lindy 10 years earlier, I would have been stronger, right?"
England's attack was blocked because of this attack, but the team's morale rose again because of Lindy.
The Italian side is for their final glory.
The two sides continue to attack!
Yes, the Italian team took the initiative to attack.
If we say that in people's minds, the Azzurri are famous for their defense.
So, under the current training of Prandelli, their offense also has a faint feeling of mercury pouring from the ground.
Of course, you have to avoid Lindy's defense.
54th minute of game time.
Cassano received a pass from Montolivo and inserted the ball diagonally into the penalty area.
De Rossi followed up and fired an angry shot over the crossbar.
The 58th minute of the game.
The impatient Ba Shen forced his kick to hit the goal under Maguire's interference.
But the football hit Maguire's leg and bounced into the penalty area, and Montolivo suddenly appeared like a ghost.
After a kick, Joe Hart made a great save and won the ball firmly.
Just two minutes later.
The terrifying [Double-Germany Connection] came again, Gerrard attracted the defense and then knocked it to Lampard.
The latter raised his bow and nocked an arrow, and a world wave was heard by the fans at the scene.
"Boom!"
Hit the crossbar!
As Lampard retreated, he smiled bitterly and shook his head. It seemed that he would be inseparable from the crossbar for the rest of his life.
At this point, the two sides completely set up their stances to fight each other.
Fans feel like they are back in the Premier League championship period, whoever defends is the grandson.
Both sides devoted a large number of troops to the attack.
Parker, who was arranged by Hodgson to warm up, has yet to get a chance to play.
Instead, Prandelli took the lead in making adjustments in the 65th minute.
Pazzini was used to replace Cassano, who had a mediocre performance in this game. This guy had almost nothing except a yellow card.
If it weren't for some reasons...
In his eyes, how could this forward who reached the peak of his life nine years ago and only scored 14 goals in a single season be as useful as his "own son" Pazzini?
Subsequently, Abate was replaced by Chiellini.
People were still puzzled by Prandelli's move of replacing a full-back with a central defender.
He made adjustments again.
Change three people in a row!
put all one's eggs in one basket!
The 35-year-old Di Natale was called off the bench by Prandelli: "Will you blame me?"
This man who won the Serie A Golden Boot for two consecutive seasons in 2009-11, reached the peak of his life at the age of 33, and created a record of scoring 20 goals in Serie A for four consecutive seasons at the age of 36, is one of the strongest shooters in Serie A history. He shook his head.
Before Prandelli could speak again, Di Natale took off his substitute uniform.
He took out a pair of white sneakers that had been lying on the ground.
My right hand gently brushed the sneakers, which looked a little old.
Looking at it, Prandelli can even see the wrinkles on it, which are traces of wearing it for a long time and playing football.
"Coach, I have worn this pair of shoes for two seasons. In both seasons, I was the Serie A Golden Boot, but in my heart, this is the Serie A Golden Boot!"
"Old man, you've been waiting for me for a long time."
"And I have been waiting for this moment for a long time."
"It's not too late now, is it?"
Di Natale's eyes were all on these boots, full of pride. It was his honor as the Italian Footballer of the Year and the defending Golden Boot.
He didn't even look at Prandelli.
To be continued...