Chapter 223 The Story of the Double Kings (Act VIII: Long Waves)
Picking up a scarf that was thrown away by the excited fans, Wang Ai knocked on his chest and then threw it back into the stands, causing a scramble from the fans.
In the 72nd minute of the game, Deportivo's first and second shooters cooperated brilliantly and jointly changed the score, 1:1. Pandiani enjoyed the cheers of the audience. After running for more than ten steps, he thought of King Wang.
Ai, then turned around to hold the ball with one hand and Wang Ai with the other, letting him enjoy the cheers of the fans. Unexpectedly, Wang Ai nimbly dodged his arm, pointed at his chest provocatively, and then turned around
Run away at high speed.
During training, teammates always play this game of chasing each other. Pandiani immediately started to chase Rey, but after running two steps, he stopped and shook his head. With limited physical energy, he didn't want to waste his time chasing Rey.
"It's so energetic!" Huang Jianxiang said in surprise in the fifth live broadcast room of Beijing CCTV: "It's hard to tell that he just played such a difficult game three days ago and was still injured."
Tao Wei smiled and his mind was spinning rapidly. After Huang Jianxiang finished speaking, he spoke: "I noticed something special. Please pay attention. Before Wang Ai came on stage, we all felt it even though we were half a world apart.
Yasuo's aura of despair. But now everyone can see that the expressions of Depor fans, especially the players, have relaxed a lot, and they are still joking."
"What does this mean?" Huang Jianxiang said very quickly.
"I'm not familiar with Xiao Wang. I don't know what his usual playing style is like. I just heard that he is very lively. I think the wonderful dribbling and unique cross just now are due to his personality. But I noticed it.
The impact his performance has had on Depor's morale." Speaking of this, Tao Wei thought for a few seconds with a stern face and said slowly: "After the game a few days ago, I met several football players.
Seniors, we discussed him specifically. What impressed us the most was how a player like him who was dishonest on and off the field actually transformed Chinese football."
"Reform?" Huang Jianxiang asked sensitively.
"Yes, transformation!" Tao Wei replied decisively: "We all believe that the national championships in the past six months are different without him. If we take a longer look, the results of the past National Youth and National Juniors,
It also has a lot to do with him. This is not the overall strength of Chinese football, and we are all aware of this. But in the past we thought he saved the game, and after the last discussion, we think he is probably transforming the national football team.
"
"Just because of his style of play?"
"Yes! In the past, there were many character players in our national team, but..." Tao Wei spread his hands: "If his character can reach his level, he is the only one who dares to play how he wants to play whenever and wherever he wants.
An old man! I don’t know how he got here. Our domestic players are growing up in batches, just like regular rice fields. A sugar cane pops out of this random rice... Don’t
Laugh, let me tell you, we studied his success in order to further promote and replicate it, but we can’t figure out how it came about. It definitely doesn’t look like a product of our Chinese football training system. We even discussed the diagram
Bingen team. There is a kid named Ozil who has a similar temperament to him, but it cannot be explained that before he went to Germany, he played in Gao Hongbo’s 84 national youth team. In short, we believe that his appearance is China’s
Football is an opportunity for self-change and upgrading. These few minutes are worthy of our deep thinking."
The reason why Tao Wei, who was talking happily, stopped talking was that another person in Depor's queue on the field was injured.
Just after kicking off again, the football was passed to Pablo's feet again. Wang Ai greeted him and started to move forward quickly, while Pablo deftly passed Deco who was moving too much. Just when he was about to go all out again.
When he passed the ball directly to Wang Ai, Deco behind him caught up and knocked him over.
Pablo didn't get up after he fell this time, and Deco hit his already bad knee hard on the side. Pablo lay flat in pain, letting the team doctor play with it, and then he was put on a stretcher.
Depor must score another goal. There are less than 15 minutes left in the game. Unfortunately, Depor's three substitutions have been exhausted.
9 versus 11!
The cold rain hit Pablo's hairy face, mixing with his silent tears flowing freely.
Wang Ai on the sidelines shook the captain's hand, said nothing, turned around and ran back to the court. The 9-man Deportivo was silent and re-arranged their formation. Cesar, Romero and Scaloni automatically
They turned into three central defenders to guard Molina behind them. In front of them was the lonely Duscher, and directly in front of Duscher was the scarred Belleron. On his left was the silent old captain Fran, whose
On the right is Wang Ai with wide eyes, and in front of him is Pandiani as towering as the Andes!
There is a lack of two full-backs who can play up and down, and Depor's lineup is thinned out a lot, but it is as firm as ever and the glory is still there! Although there is no Anfield slogan here, "This is Riazor!" is engraved on it.
The belief of every team member.
There are laughter here, tears here, dreams here, and even more miracles here!
The game continued in this heavy atmosphere. The Porto people focused neither on defense nor on offense. They wanted to protect a goal and at the same time score another goal to completely destroy this small ball.
will to resist.
The old captain Forlan had to move from the left to the center to share Belleron's huge pressure, and often stayed back to assist Duscher, leaving the attacking task to the right.
Wang Ai lived up to expectations. Even without the support of Pablo, he was still extremely active on the right. As Pandiani guessed, although Wang Ai's physical fitness was declining rapidly, the limited game time could sustain him.
Due to Wang Ai's extravagance, the plaster on his head got lost at some point, revealing a slightly hideous wound.
Valente made several big moves with the intention of hurting people, but Wang Ai easily dodged them. Instead, he was so exhausted that he was panting. Seeing that Wang Ai was about to completely penetrate his side, he had to raise his hand to plead.
support.
However, Deco ran over.
According to the experience of gangsters, honest children are not afraid of gangsters, but they will lose control because of anger. Deco wants to completely defeat this guy who has brought him endless bad reputation in a one-on-one conversation.
In the 85th minute of the game, the two most watched players finally met on a narrow road. But just when people were expecting a wonderful confrontation, Deco just made a habitual side collision, and Wang Ai fell to the ground.
"Beep!" Collina, who ran over, immediately gave a foul. He had been staring at Wang Ai for a long time. He admired Wang Ai's extremely flexible dodge, but did not give him any chance to call a foul. Now, he finally called a foul.
Out! Collina even felt proud.
After hearing the penalty, Wang Ai slowly got up from the ground. His teammates stood quietly at their original positions and quietly handed the free kick opportunity to Rey.
No one was sitting in the Riazor Stadium, and even Carlos I had to stand up because the tall Crown Prince Felipe blocked his view.
Over the city, there was still wind and rain. After placing the ball, Wang Ai stared at the football that had been soaked in water for 90 minutes. After calmly judging for more than ten seconds, he slowly backed away. After Collina blew the whistle, he moved around.
He resolutely accelerated his approach after his left ankle.
The moment he touched the ball, the instep of his left foot was lifted up, and the loud impact echoed in Riazor. The football drew a large arc above the wall, carrying the rain from La Coruna and the water from the Atlantic Ocean.
Stormy waves.
The wind and waves have stopped, the football is in the goal.
