Chapter 419 He's the captain! He's the leader! He's a legend! He's a Real Madrid man
My name is Fernando Hierro.
I am thirty-six years old this year.
I was born in Pamp, a small town next to Barcelona, but I am a Real Madrid man, my jersey is white, my blood is white, the temple in my heart is the great Bernabeu, where my soul rests!
I look down at the captain's armband on my arm now. I still feel like it was yesterday and I was the captain of Real Madrid!
My white shirt!
My captain's armband!
It's a pity that I'm wearing a red and white jersey now!
Oh, I finally realized, I'm a Sporting Gijon player, I mean Sporting Gijon's captain.
Also...I'm old!
.I know I am old.
Can't run anymore.
Shortness of breath.
The steps are heavy.
However, at this moment, I had to run, I ran as hard as I could, and I met the young guy named Eto'o!
I felt like I was going to collapse from exhaustion right away.
I have to fight!
Just because my opponent is Barcelona!
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The camera was focused firmly on the field, on the two people.
In order to get rid of Albertini, Eto'o made a slightly larger pass.
Hierro, a thirty-six-year-old veteran who had lasted nearly forty-five minutes in a high-intensity match, went up without hesitation!
The two of them were chasing the rolling football at high speed, like two meteors about to collide, with dazzling flames trailing behind them.
In the huge Camp Nou stadium, at this moment, the boos, cheers, noises, and curses disappeared. Everyone's eyes were fixed on these two people.
Hierro knows that with his old age, he cannot compare to Eto'o in terms of speed or explosive power.
Therefore, he decided to strike first.
When he was still some distance away from the football, he estimated the distance in his mind and fell to the ground without hesitation to shovel.
The thirty-six-year-old veteran is very experienced. Although this is a shoveling action, it is not a foul action. He is completely aiming at the football. Even if Eto'o is brought down by the way, between two people
Without completely controlling the football, even if this is Barcelona's home court, even if the referee favors the home team, the referee would not dare to call him a foul easily.
"Old man, you have been fooled!" Eto'o's face showed a smile of success. He had already seen Hierro's plan. He was very confident in his speed. He successfully interpreted the terrifying power of speed and amazing explosive power.
, in an almost impossible situation, Eto'o speeded up again. Just when you thought you had reached the speed limit, the rocket booster was ignited again. The Cameroonian suddenly leaned forward, and his right foot struck the football first!
Hierro is empty!
"Second! Eto'o's beautiful breakthrough! Hierro cleared the ball!"
"Beautiful! Eto'o breaks through Hierro!"
"Only the goalkeeper is left! This is a great scoring opportunity for Barcelona!"
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Hierro was sliding on the ground. He looked up and saw the Cameroonian who hated Real Madrid passing over his body. This shadow blocked everything as far as he could see.
FUCK…
The old veteran only felt that he was being bitten by countless bugs deep in his heart, which was uncomfortable and at the same time deeply helpless!
No, you absolutely cannot give up!
The thirty-six-year-old veteran, when he was almost exhausted, seemed to have aged ten years, gritted his teeth and got up from the ground.
Eto'o had no intention of looking back at the loser he had broken through. Then he thought about it, breaking through an old guy, that's all. Of course, if there was any extra pleasure, it was the strong feeling in this person.
The brand of Real Madrid. This makes Eto'o who hates Real Madrid very happy.
Eto'o is now only one step away from scoring!
Why is there still one step left?!
This is because, under very difficult circumstances, he once again forcibly accelerated the ball and the ball bounced on the turf. This made Eto'o have to control Sporting Gijon's goalkeeper Valencia before he could attack.
Football, and make adjustments, then consider shooting directly, or passing the goalkeeper, and then sending the football into the empty goal!
Valencia was on alert when Real Madrid started to launch this counterattack, and he was ready to attack at any time.
When Hierro was passed, Valencia struck decisively.
His attack was so decisive and quick, which surprised Eto'o a little.
At this time, Eto'o had just caught up with the football and was just about to make adjustments. Then when he was considering his next move, Valencia had already rushed over.
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The camera is focused on this area. This direct confrontation between the forward and the goalkeeper is always the most exciting!
Valencia attacked decisively, which put Eto'o under a certain amount of pressure. He had no time to adjust the football at his feet. Eto'o decisively made a move to break through in a straight line. Valencia was not fooled.
He was waiting for Cameroon's next move. Sure enough, Eto'o stretched the football horizontally, walked to the center, and planned to shoot directly.
Valencia was convinced that the opponent was about to shoot, so he immediately made a pounce action. He fell towards the football, spread his arms, and tried to increase the length as much as possible, intending to block Eto'o's next shot.
However, after making the action of diving for the ball, Valencia's expression was full of panic and despair. He was fooled. The opponent did not shoot. This was still a fake action!
The tension and emotion in the entire stadium reached a peak at this moment. In the commentary box, commentator D'Agostino almost shouted at the top of his lungs. His buttocks almost left his seat, and he opened his mouth wide at the microphone.
mouth, shouting loudly: "Beautiful! Eto'o smashed the ball! He deceived Valencia! Eto'o... This is an empty goal! This is an empty goal! He kicked the ball and shot!!!!!!!"
On the sidelines, Li Ang gritted his teeth and was ready to accept the result of conceding the ball!
In the stands of Camp Nou, among the Sporting Gijon fans, some covered their faces with their hands, some did not dare to look, and some looked angry. Losing the ball was inevitable.
The Barcelona fans finally began to burst into loud cheers. Some people had already stood up, raised their arms, ready to celebrate the goal, ready to vent their frustrations in this half of the game!
Before the end of the first half, this goal came at the right time and was so exciting!
At this moment, a red figure suddenly burst into everyone's field of vision with an unusually lonely and tragic aura.
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Goal?!
Have you asked me?!
And what about me?!
And there I am!
And I!
I haven't fallen down yet!
Hierro was running at high speed, his eyes were red due to congestion, and his eyes were fixed on the ball shot by Eto'o: Eto'o deceived the goalkeeper Valencia with a spike, and then he followed closely
When shooting, he chooses to push and push gently. He likes this way of shooting, passing the opponent's defender and goalkeeper, gently pushing the empty goal, and watching the football slowly roll across the goal line, he
At this time, you can even feel the despair in the opponent's goalkeeper's eyes. Eto'o enjoys this process and the pleasure!
However, this time, Eto'o's choice gave Hierro his last chance!
The thirty-six-year-old veteran threw his entire body and slid to the ground, his eyes fixed on the slowly rolling football!
He wants to confirm when his right foot sweeps out to block the football instead of knocking it into the goal.
Eto'o finished the shot and stood up. He was ready to open his arms to celebrate the goal.
Then, the Cameroon cheetah saw the man who was chasing after him almost crazily and dropped the shovel, and saw those red and ferocious eyes!
Oops!
Eto'o was shocked!
He turned to look into the goal.
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"Bang!"
Hierro made a sliding tackle from the side. His right foot was almost parallel to the football. When it was almost parallel to the goal line, he suddenly swept it out, like sweeping his legs. He used almost all his strength and the football was kicked.
Then it bounced back hard and hit Eto'o's calf, which was standing in a daze without any movement. It bounced back again and flew out of the baseline!!
"Hierro! Hierro! Unbelievable... unbelievable! It's unbelievable! He saved the team!" D'Agostino had completely stood up from his seat, holding the microphone and spitting. "Once.
Perfect comeback! A great save!"
In the Camp Nou stands, countless Barcelona people raised their arms ready to cheer for the goal but turned into holding their heads in frustration.
The desperate Sporting Gijon people were filled with incredible eyes, and then a huge surprise. They jumped up and down like crazy.
"Hierro! Hierro! Hierro!" they chanted the captain's surname.
On the sidelines, Li Ang held his head in his hands, his eyes filled with disbelief. He was so surprised that he didn't know what to say or what to do.
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On the court, Hierro, who had accomplished all this, seemed to have been drained of all his energy.
However, he did not lie on the ground.
He said to himself, get up, get up.
Fernando!
stand up!
stand up!
You are a hero!
This is Camp Nou!
You have to stand, you have to stand up and welcome the boos from the Barcelona people! This is the greatest compliment for you!
Thirty-six-year-old Fernando Hierro staggered up.
He stood in front of the door.
He held his head high.
He raised his right arm.
In an instant, Camp Nou, which can accommodate nearly 100,000 people, erupted with huge, crazy, unprecedented boos, crazy boos, boos that almost made people suffocate to death!
Barcelona people are angry, they are unhappy, they are angry!
This is not just because a Barcelona goal was blocked, but also because of this person, because of the identity of this person named Fernando Hierro!
This Real Madrid guy!
This Real Madrid guy!
This Real Madrid guy!
Although Hierro was wearing a Sporting Gijon jersey at this time, what all Barcelona people saw was the white jersey he was wearing, and what they saw was the captain's armband of Real Madrid! What they saw was the white jersey he was wearing.
Fifteen years of Real Madrid imprint!
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November 27, 2004, night, Camp Nou.
Amid the hysterical boos and curses of nearly 100,000 Barcelona people, the 36-year-old Hierro stood there, looking over with his profound eyes. The boos and curses in the stands were so familiar and so kind.
, and he seemed to see only his own shadow. He had led Real Madrid to the Nou Camp countless times in the past fifteen years. The captain's armband was on his arm. It was so heavy and heavy. The jersey on his body,
It is so deeply in love.
He is the captain, he is the leader, he is the legend, he is Fernando Hierro.
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