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Volume 5 Red and Black Years Chapter 70 The World Cup Masterpiece: Robert Baggio's Tears!!

Erluo made a cross...

The ball was like a boomerang.*-* flew into the penalty area. A blue figure rushed towards the ball...

Giuseppe Rossi got the point. However, Giuseppe Rossi, who was entangled by Thiago Silva, could no longer shoot comfortably. Villarreal's shot chose to head the ball...

The ball bounced on the penalty area line and jumped up. Someone rushed over and shot hard against the ball. The ball seemed to be swung by a golf club. A beautiful top spin flew towards the upper left corner of the goal...

Crazy volley shot!

The Italian fans at the Green Penalty Stadium cheered...the tsunami-like cheers...this was Andre's shot!!! He raised his sickle!!!

Cesar rushed over like a warrior with the white light without hesitation. This action reminds people of a sacrificial sermon!!!

Lucky enough!!

Brazil's fingertips barely touched the ball's small refraction. The ball hit the goal post and bounced out of the bottom line...

...

Referee Michelle signaled that this was a goal...

He rushed south angrily toward the main judge, pointing the corner kick, indicating that it was a corner kick, and his shot was blocked by the Brazilian goalkeeper...

The referee Michelle remained unmoved... like a signpost. He pointed his pen in front of the goal...

At this time, slow motion shows that the Brazilian goalkeeper did touch the ball with his fingertips. This should be a corner kick!!

Pirlo pulled Xiangnan aside. You know, Xiangnandi already had a yellow card...

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Lippi frowned. He felt something was wrong...

"Marcelo Andre was a little impatient..." said the Italian assistant coach...

Lippi nodded. In fact, there is indeed a problem with the referee's judgment... But if his number one star starts to become impatient because of the referee's judgment... that would not be a good phenomenon...

The head coach of the Italian national team looked at the watch on his wrist. Then he habitually looked at the time on the big screen-~

It's been 115 minutes...

There are 5 minutes left...

"Are you really going to have a penalty kick?..." Lippi felt a little uncomfortable. Italy performed well in the penalty kick in the two World Cups... in the 2006 World Cup. The final penalty kick defeated France..., the World Cup semi-final penalty kick defeated France again...

But looking at the yellow battle robe of the opponent on the court...

There was a thorn in the heart for no reason in the Italians...

Of course, it was not just Lippi who felt this way. There was also a talented young man who brought the blue warship all the way to the final battle like a heroic prince...

That shot with a long sigh... has become a fossil that condenses tears in the World Cup...

No one would doubt that the son of Vicenza, Italy, was so - ~

Elegant...Serene...Courage...Strong...Strong...

At that moment, countless scenes of crying... No one is willing to accept the tears washing again...

The penalty shootout between Italy and Brazil... There are so many sad stories...soaked, the soul coming...

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In the 1994 World Cup, a man named Robert Baggio was like a dragon-slaying hero in the curiosity. A real hero was so talented with his head high. He was so talented. On the green field, he was as good as a dance... and brought the Italian team into the finals.

At that time. In that hot summer. Robert Baggio! This Vicenza man!!

The whole world, everyone, is talking about a name--Robert Baggio!!

And at that time, Rot Baggio was only one step away from perfection, only half a step away!!

In the final of the Rose Bowl Stadium, the "peerless twins" in the football circle were staged: Baggio vs. Romario!!

If Baggio can win the final, he will become the new king of football admired!!! The new generation king of football after Pele and Maradona. He can even do better than those two!!

point!

The desolate and lonely back of an Italian man and the scene of a Brazilian national gate Tafarell kneeling on the ground and whistling to the sky. It is frozen in an instant...

An eternal water... stayed in the hot summer of 1994. A stadium called the Rose Bowl...

Your look back

Have been wandering for so long

A touch of sadness and pure blue

A slight trace of tears

The lonely back

Let me wait without stopping

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16 years have passed... the same talented man... the same dazzling man who makes the whole planet shine... the same firmness|indomitable, and never give up... Today...

history!!

It was kicked out with your feet!!

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The town of Cardonio, Vicenza, Italy.

"Andrena...the milk is in the microwave...you go and check it out...Andrena. The dog outside is barking...has it been fed?"

The voice of an Italian man sounded, blue eyes, flooded with the melancholy blue eyes of the Adriatic Sea, tightly touching the TV scene. At the door, a Gran Shepherd lies beside an old sand, sticking out his tongue...

"Okay... Robert. I'll go and take a look..." Andrena's voice came...

This is the life of Robert Baggio after retirement. It is dull and has a faint happiness... A family-friendly man in Baggio... likes to do housework... It's just that countless Baggiomi can't help but think about it when she sends blessings to them-~

"Robert Baggio who left football...?"

But now... in the eyes of this Italian man...

Only football...only football!!!

...

In the TV screen, the black-headed man...

The competition has reached 118

Zhong Le. Xiangnan received a pass from Kua Arrera and began to accelerate. He took the last strength to move towards the bottom line like a proud prince...

Xiangnan suddenly stopped and staggered. However, the Brazilian immediately adjusted the card and came over...

Turn southward with a turn. Push the ball to the left. At the moment when the ball is about to go out of the baseline, use the right foot to push the ball in the inside and push the ball straight through Louis Spond's small goal. At the same time, quickly pass the ball from Yi Spond's side to the south and chase the ball. Bend the arch and cut into the penalty area...

gorgeous!!!

Gorgeous like a dance!!!

The entire Green Penalty Stadium was in full swing!!!

"So beautiful!!! He is like a perfect dance...I feel like I'm enjoying a beautiful dance... Andre!!

The planets are calling the name of the place..." Phillips was completely shocked... It was shocked...

Thiago Silva came up to intercept the Brazilian central defender. When he saw the eyes of his club teammates, he felt like he saw a fire-breathing furnace. But this furnace made him frightened!!!

When the Brazilian central defender was stunned, or the movement towards the south was too fast, as if time and space were intertwined... the ankles shook, and then pulled and buckled in the narrow space. Perfect dance. Erased from Thiago Silva...

Cesar rushed out!!!

The Brazilian goalkeeper was as brave as ever... He waved his arms and rushed over like a truly trapped beast...

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Robert Baggio's blue eyes lit up, his fists clenched. At this time, he felt a warm hand holding his right hand that was sweating due to nervousness. This is Andrena... the only woman Baggio loves deeply...

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Xiangnan was panting. He rested. But he had no time!!!

That's Andre!!

Andrey who speaks without saying a word!

Awkward!!!

My World Cup!!

Football!!

Great black and white dream!!

Alive!!!

Xiangnan felt his fiery chest... the sound from the depths of his soul...

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A blue shadow appeared in Xiangnan's eyes. Almost at the same time, Xiangnan's ankle shook. The ball was like a beautiful whip flower of the Century Knight's whip. It flew to the back point of the goal...

"Beautiful...beautiful...perfect ridicule!!!" Phillips roared...a beautiful aria...

On the running line of the ball, a blue shadow, like a bell ringer in ancient Rome, kicked his right leg directly on the ball. The ball that was suddenly kicked flew towards the goal...

Hum!!!

Almost uniform movements. The Italian fans at the Green Penalty Stadium stood up and stared at the ball... On the other half of the stadium... The Brazilian had closed his eyes nervously... His face was dead...

!!!!!!

There was a loud bang that broke through the night sky!!!

The blue ocean was filled with deep sighs...the sighing waves gathered together... forming a sad battle song!!!

"What a pity!!! It's a pity!!! God!!! How could you bear to take such a wonderful goal away! Andre's pass is great. Quariarera's shovel is also impeccable... The goddess of luck may be fascinated by the Brazilian beauties in the stands?"

Not to mention it. According to Phyllis, does the goddess of luck have a female tendency?... Xiangnan hugged his head with a sad face and sighed to the sky... Not far away, Qualiarera also had a frustrated expression... The Brazilian who survived the disaster even forgot to fight back quickly...

In the second half of the overtime game, with Lippi's big hand on the sidelines, Italy frantically attacked the Brazilian team's penalty area...

The Italians' tactical intentions are obvious. Try to score the winning goal before the final whistle sounds...

This situation, Dunga, on the side, seems to be another thing. That is---

"The Italians are afraid to play penalty with Brazil!!!"

With Dunga's tactics being implemented, Brazil completely huddled in the penalty area in the overtime game, and took a defensive posture...

If you don't look at the jerseys, you really can't tell which one is Brazil or which one is Italy... This is really nonsense...

However, to be said, the Brazilians have psychological advantages in penalty shootouts. Most people will agree...

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"He is so good at playing football..." Andrena said to her husband...

Baggio held his wife in his arms... and murmured to himself that the penalty kick was inevitable...?"

...

He pulled the ball south and waved over Ella at a distance of 30 meters from the goal. He chose to shoot directly |...

The ball flew straight towards the goal like a shell that was released. Cesar focused his spirit and held the ball out of the crossbar with a single punch...

!!

The game has reached 10

The clock is gone. The last moment. Italy got a corner kick!!!

The referee Michel looked at the watch on his wrist and chose to let the Italian finish the corner kick... This caused great dissatisfaction among Brazilian fans. On the Brazilian bench, Dunga rushed to the sidelines angrily, the fourth official pointed at the time on the big screen of the stadium to protest...

"Dunga is very angry... but the penalty kick that does not exist at all... why didn't I see him protest..." Rossi couldn't help but ridicule the head coach of the Brazilian national team... In Rossi's opinion, this is the Slovakian referee finding a balance at the last moment... comforting Italy's injured heart...

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The entire Green Penalty Stadium was in full swing!!!

The tricolor flags of Italy are swaying in the night sky of Cape Town...

Pirlo walked to the corner kick point. There was a riot in the stands of Brazilian fans behind him. The fans booed harshly... trying to interfere with the Italian midfielder...

Xiangnan tugged with Mirandala in the penalty area... The referee | He couldn't come and warn the players on both sides...

The corner kick was taken. He gritted his teeth to the south. He squeezed away Miranda beside him, and jumped high... and headed towards the ball!!!

The eyes remind people of extreme horror...

After Xiangnan jumped up, Mida pulled Xiangnan's hem in seclusion. This made Xiangnan header without comfortable force. He chose to head the ball...

After the ball was pushed, it flew out of the penalty area...

Amid the exclamations of the audience, Qiao Wenke volleyed in the air against the ball!!

The ball rubbed the left post of the goal and came out of the bottom line in the prayer of Brazilian fans...

The North Stand of Green Penalty Stadium. The Wall of Rest...Reappears!!!

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Doududu!!!!!!

The sharp whistle cut through the winter night sky in Cape Town...

The 10-minute game in the 20010 World Cup finals. Italy 44 West!!!

The game will enter a cruel penalty shootout!!!

Despite this, this soul-stirring game is destined to be recorded in the history of the World Cup...

Now everyone is thinking about a question...

This is the painful cycle of history. The Italians will reappear the melancholy eyes...

Or is it the salvation of the Holy Infant... the reincarnation strike of Pluto?!!!

The drum beats of the war drums are rushing...

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Turning up the jersey that was already soaked by the rain, taking it off, twisting it with your hands, and falling all over the ground with a thud... and then throwing it hard

.Put it again...

Lippi holds a notebook and is arranging a penalty kick...

Xiangnan looked at the sidelines. He was waiting for the Hercules Cup that the real king raised her high!!

The heat in my eyes was captured by the camera lens on the scene staring at Xiangnan!!!

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"Coach, I'll take the fifth punishment!!!" Xiangnan turned his head and looked at Lippi with a firm look in his eyes and a firm tone!!!

Lippi was not surprised at all. This was the same arrangement that he and Pesotti simulated...but of course, we have to win the players' wishes...

This is the penalty shootout in the World Cup final!!

A fierce battle!!!

On the other side, Pesotti looked at Xiangnan with a fierce invasion and a little swam. The young man in front of him always reminded him of Robert... This feeling made him panic at this moment...

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Italy's penalty list was quickly confirmed -~

The first ball: Pirlo;

Second goal: Qualiarera;

The third goal: Giuseppe Rossi;

Fourth goal: Qiao Wenke;

The fifth goal: Andre.

In the stands, the shouts of fans from both sides after they came out... cheer for the players on both sides!!!

Xiangnan was a little silent. He walked to the side and took a mineral water bottle from Castellachi. Gudong took a big sip. Castellachi sprayed a spray on Xiangnan's injured right leg...

After finishing all this, walk south a few steps into the stadium-~

"His Highness Andre... Andre forever!!!"

The blue wave almost overturned the night sky in Cape Town...

Xiangnan felt a crazy feeling in his chest called spraying torture him...

Put your right fist in your chest. Go south to feel your heartbeat-~

"My cup..."

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On the other side, the list and order of the Brazilian team's penalty kicks were also delivered to the hands of Slovak referee Michel:

First ball: Pato;

Second goal: Ellano;

No.: Fabiano;

Fourth goal: Robbie;

The fifth goal: Kaka.

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Brazil's free throw first...

Pato stood at the free throw point and the ducks drew a cross in front of his own ground...

Pato assisted and shot the ball in the upper left corner of the goal. Although Buffon judged the right direction, the ball was too fast... The ball entered |!!!

The camera aimed at Dunga, who punched the bench on the roof!!! Her face was so congested due to extreme excitement!!!

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Pirlo stood at the free throw point. The Italian "Little Lion King" revealed a serious emotion... Pirlo took a look. Like a dancing python, Cesar was wandering back and forth in front of the goal. He looked at the referee Michel...

Michelle

【Audio…

Pirlo assists... slows down... swings his right foot and shoots at the right side of the goal... Cesar pounces on the left side...

!!!

A crisp and dull sound hit the Italians

head!!!

"God!! The Italian's first goal was scored!! Andre Pirlo's penalty kick hit the right post of the goal... God... the sad Italy... Now the opportunity is in front of the Brazilian..." Phelps exclaimed...

The Italian fans' stands were dead silent. With the muffled sound... it was like a whip whip twitching the heart of the blue ocean...

Lippi looked serious and stood on the sidelines. She looked up at the night sky in Cape Town... as if she was looking for the answer...

Brazilians were thunderous!!!

Dunga raised his arm almost madly. Then, he looked at the Italian nodded with satisfaction... At this moment, Dunga thought his tactics were so correct. Although Brazil was so embarrassed in overtime... But as long as he brought the sixth World Cup trophy in Brazil's history back to China... all the dissatisfaction and doubts will be transformed into crazy praise...

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The first round of penalty kicks. Italy | 0:1 Brazil. The total comparison

4:5;

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The second round...

"Looking at the Brazilian now... Ellano is a little nervous... Ellano shoots... on the right... The ball is too fast... Will it go in? Will it go in? God bless Italy! Ah...!! The ball still goes in!! Gian Luigi has no choice... Qualiarera!!! Qualiarera!!! He is running up!!! Shooting!!! He succeeded!! He deceived Cesar... Italy scored the second penalty... Italy still has hope... Italy doesn't need tears!! No need..." Rossi is already crazy...

In fact, now, the entire Apennine Peninsula. The voice of prayer... gathers into a powerful gospel hymn...

The second round of penalty kicks: Italy 1:2 West. The total match

5:6;

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The third round...

Fabiano stood at the penalty point. Sevilla shooter drew a cross on his chest and then kissed the ball... The camera was closer and you could see Fabiano was even trembling because of a sharp nervousness...

He was really nervous...

Not far away, Italians formed a circle. Nan put on Pirlo and Ambrocsini's shoulders... Pirlo kept praying in his mouth...

...

"Buffon!! Buffon... Ji... An... Lu Yi... Ji. Great save!!! Long live Ji'an Lu Yi Ji!! Long live Italy!! Italy is alive!!! Live... Living..." Rossi felt that the corners of his eyes were already wet... salty liquid seeped into the corners of his mouth...

Buffon yelled wildly at the depressed Sevilla shooter with a broken face... Fabi||No's penalty kick was relatively slow, but the Italian goal was blocked tightly...

Boom!!!

The Italian fans' stands roared in extreme depression...

On the side of the court, Lippi, who was like a rock, furiously furiously towards the sky... On the other side, Dunga's face changed...

...

Rossi had already stood up from the commentator's seat at the Green Penalty Stadium and put the microphone beside his mouth. His whole body was tense due to tension...

"Giuseppe Rossi stood at the free throw point...he was running...shot...g...o...o...o...o...o...l!!! The ball entered!! Italy still hopes...and hopes..." Rossi waved his arms wildly. Not far away from him, Brazilian commentator Pereira took off his headphones and cursed...

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Baggio, the town of Cardonio, Italy, clenched his fists and stretched out. The blue battle robe in the TV screen... hurts forever... the cycle of history. 16 years

,

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After the third round of penalty kick, Italian University | 22 West. The total score is 6:6!!!

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The fourth round...

"Robinho!! He is running up!! Run up!! Shooting!…Great goal post!!!!! You are the commander who protects the Apennines!! Long live Italy!!!… Dali…ah!!…”

Robinho's penalty kick hit the right post...

Victory balance: tilt towards Italy...

Xiangnan took a deep breath and felt the feeling of depression... This feeling made him feel uncomfortable!!

Desire for victory!!

Now. It's one step away from the great victory of the great battle!!

A drop of water fell down the face of Xiangnan... I don't know if it was sweat or tears, or... just rain?

Qiao Wenke stood at the penalty spot...

"Jovenko...it's up to you!! Must bear the pressure...Italy's hope...Italy!!!" Rossi was praying...

Turbulent and trembling... "Ao ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah a

The genius Juventus midfielder with a sad face, hugged his head and walked back in depression. Tears of unwillingness slowly slid down Joe Wenke's cheek...

At this moment, Robert Baggio, who was far away in Vicen... suddenly felt a trance... followed by a sensation from the bottom of his heart...

"It's still...I haven't resisted the pressure..."

Penalty Battle. The fourth round of the game. Italy | 22 West!!

In this round, both sides with huge pressure.

Lost the penalty!!

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A trace of haze is like the sword of Damocles hanging in the hearts of people...

Kaka looked harsh. He reached the penalty spot...

The Italian fans' south stands were booed... The entire stadium was in unprecedented restlessness...

Kaka stood at the penalty spot. His face was a little nervous. He lowered his head and placed the ball at the penalty spot. Kaka started to retreat. One step, two steps, three... Then, the Brazilian kowtowed hard under his feet with his shoe nails... No one noticed that Brazilian flickered in the moment he raised his head. In his grim eyes...

Panic...

Buffon stared at Kaka with cold eyes like a loyal guardian... and kept jumping horizontally... trying to interfere with the minds of the Brazilians...

The Brazilian fans in the southern stands were quiet. The entire stadium was only the Italian fans booed and hovered in the air!!

"Kaka...Kaka...He is running up! One step... Two steps... Three... Hahaha! *****!!! Gian Luigi!!! Great Italian man!!! Gian Luigi saved!!! Italy! Italy!! Victory is in Italy's hands!!! Andre!!! Andre!!! Andre!!! An... De... Lie!!! Depend on you!!! An... De... Lie!!!" Rossi was completely crazy!!!

The Brazilian commentator, not far away from him, was covered in tears... unwilling tears of resignation. Slide down the wrinkles of this old Brazilian man...

"Ba...Si...Ba...Si..." A sad voice came out...

Kaka, who appeared first in the fifth round of the penalty shootout, shot into the middle... was saved by Buffon...

Now the world's human and local people are concentrated on the black man...

"His Highness Andre...Please raise your sickle!!g...o...o...a...a...a...l..."

The last one rang...the air filled with a sad smell...

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Going south slowly towards the entire green point, dozens of cameras on the court aimed at him. Follow him from the perspective of position!!

The flash can dim the entire bright starlight!!

Pick up the ball to the south, lift up the jersey, and wipe it carefully... a hot light radiated from your eyes-~

A man in love. The love that looks at his lover?

Are you a friend who is loyal to each other and a brotherly friendship that supports each other?

What is it?

What exactly is it?

The tremolo from the depths of the soul!!

Never mind!!

-Everyone has a dream of football!!

When you have the chance to repeat countless dreams hundreds of times in your life, the most manly moves that will be repeated forever in a lifetime!!

Please be a man with integrity!!

A man who loves that black and white elf deeply!!

My love...you feel it...

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Put the ball on your lips and kissed gently... This kiss. This 22-year-old boy waited for 2 years...

This day, the sad Italians waited for 16 years, and the flames of revenge burned in an instant...

Ashes of flames!!

Don't be charmed by the eyes of the boy who pursues his dreams!!!

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Place the ball!!!

Start retreating south!!

The eyes were so firm!!

More than 5 fans witnessed this moment!!

A great moment!!!

step!!

Two steps!!!

Three steps!!!

The head that was always high, with straight eyes, looked behind Cesar who was uneasy and roaring... the snow-white ball net...

Someone is praying!!

Someone is cursing!!

Someone has started to cry

Holding your hands on your chest is endless hope love!!

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The town of Cardonio, Vicenza, Italy. An ordinary man named Robert Baggio puts his wife in his arms...

Baggio's eyes were a little tide... Andna sighed in the trace of water in her heart. She knew that the man and son's father were deep in her heart. The eternal melancholy tears...

"Andre...must go in!!!" Andrena clenched her husband's fist...ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

"I will go in!! I will definitely go!!" The lustful eyes exuded a determination to persevere. Baggio seemed to be answering his wife. He seemed to be talking to himself. "He played many times. In his sleep. In the corridor of his hometown. In London. In Turin... In Milan... In South Africa... In... Such a ball. Andre can shoot in ten thousand times..."

This is the wheel of history...

Is the redemption of the Cup of Life?

Can Andre seize this opportunity?

At this moment, the entire Apennine Peninsula, the entire ball, countless people, were so excited that they could not suppress their excitement... Some people dared not watch it

...

Behind the south, the Italian players, putting their shoulders on each other. Everyone was praying...

The green penalty court commentator's seat has been petrified. A whimpering sound comes from the corner of his mouth...the prayer of the soul...

At this moment, on the entire planet.

Everyone is talking about -~

"Robert Andre..."

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"An... De... Lie... An... De... Lie..., their king... The palace... under... Ah... Robert... are you watching?" In Italy, countless old fans made hoo sounds and turbid tears... wet their cheeks...

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Xiangnan felt that his blood was about to burst out from his blood vessels at this moment... He forced himself to calm down!!!

The horn was bitten through due to excessive force!

A trace of salty liquid flowed into the mouth... the red blood mixed with sweat... made Xiangnan's heart begin to calm down...

"This is my World Cup...my World Cup...my...football!!!!! The last blow...? Alive?..."

The crazy booing of Brazilian fans in the southern stands filled the entire field... Italian fans have handed their souls to God...

Leave it to this black man...

Andre!!

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The whistle of the referee Michel from Slovakia sounded...slashed the sky...

The soul trembles!!

Start running south-~

step……

Two steps...

Three steps...

He swung his right foot quickly and slowly...

The right foot and the black and white elf made a kiss of death...

A life wheel arc has been rubbed...

Cesar's bulky body flew up...

The whole world is praying...

At this moment, I held my breath... "An...De...Lie..."...

Dear His Highness Andre, Pluto!!!

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Quiet!!!

The tranquility of nature!!

Yes!!!

The crazy sound of the stars can be shot down!!!

"g-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-l!!!!!!!!!!!!And...De...Lei...!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! He is an undisputed genius!! Great Andre!! Great football!! Great love...Spoon!!! 7:6 (Long live Italy at 32 points!! Long live Andre!! We cheer for you. Our King of Football!!!

!I love him so much!! He is so great!! Great Great!! Great beyond everything!!! Football!!! Passionate!! God!!! We are champions!! We are champions!! We are champions!!! We are champions!!! We are champions!!! Great Andre!!! Great Italy!! Great... Crazy... Ah* Ahhhh!!!!!!!!!” Rossi was completely crazy!! Crazy!!!!

"This is a time to load the calendar! Italy!!! Italy! 7:6! Italy won the World Cup in South Africa!!! Xiangnan!!! Xiangnan scored 12 goals in this tournament!!! The single cup record of 13 goals from Fontane's... It's almost!!! Xiangnan is the hero of Italy!! He is an unparalleled genius!! Italy champion!! Xiangnan!! The champion!! He got a spoon!!! Great moment!!! Great..." Liu Jianhong, a commentator of CCTV in China... passion burned unrestrainedly... tears can no longer be curbed...

beep!!!!

efficient!!!!

The entire Green Penalty Stadium!!!

Completely passionate

Volcanic eruption!!!

earthquake!!

Tsunami!!

bring it on!!!

bring it on!!

Italian players are like crazy children!! The men who are extremely crazy!!

Rushing into the stadium...

Skin - in...

Ambrosini was yelling...

Clothing in her chest crazy!!!

Qiao Wenke was jumping wildly like a child...

Giuseppe Rossi rolled wildly in the mud and water on the court!!!!!!

In the stadium!!

In front of the goal!!!

Xiangnan stood in front of the goal like that!!!

Like a statue!!

Great statue!!

Cover your face with both hands!!!

Awkwardly!!!!

Take your hands away from the south!!

Countless shots are facing this man-~

Tears burst out from my eyes!!!

It can no longer be curbed!!!

Men's tears!!

Tears of joy!!!

man!!!

glory!!

Passion!!

dream!!

combustion!!

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"Robert Baggio!! Robat Baggio!! Have you seen it? 16 years!! Waited for 16 years of reincarnation!! The reincarnation of life!! The reincarnation of football!! The redemption of football!! Robe......-And..................!!!! Robert Did you see it? We are the champions!!! The children of Vicenza... Forever Robert!! Forever Baggio!! Far away!! Andre! Forever Italy!!!" The local commentator in Vicenza... made a roar of hysteria!!!

"Robert. Did you see it? Did you see it?"

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In front of the TV-～

"Robert... are you crying?" Andrena hugged her husband...

"Yes...I'm crying..." Baggio wiped his tears. "I'm happy...I'm crying happily... Andrena...Is the dog fed?"

"Hey!!"

"Dear...will you accompany me to walk the dog?"

"...Of course. Dear..."

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ps: The World Cup is over! This ending...you can express your opinion...I hope this post will be saved and not sink...This is the first time Xiaoqi has written a book...I don't know how big it is...Xiaoqi is writing this...I am very excited...I want to cry without being competing...The love for football is Xiaoqi. She insists on being in such a bleak situation of subscription...The World Cup is over...Football is still continuing...Xiaoqi is still persisting!

Calling for everyone's support...

I would like to dedicate this chapter to Robert Baggio!! Forever Baggio!! Forever football!!
Chapter completed!