"Oh, you are so powerful, it shows how much Xiao wants to win the game. ([]No pop-up window)"
"No, Xiao Yuanshe has never been so outrageous."
"Hey, it seems the first time is always painful."
"This may be Xiao Ge's only shortcoming."
"Xiao could have just killed the game."
...
Watching the ball flying into the stands, all the major commentators sighed with regret. Compared with Xiao Ge's amazing goals, this penalty kick was incomprehensible to them.
‘**!”
Xiao Ge looked at the ball flying towards the stands with a look of astonishment on his face. He covered his face with some disapproval and cursed fiercely before turning back to his own half.
Although Xiao Ge has never taken a penalty kick in the game, he also knows that when taking penalty kicks, he should not think randomly, as long as he keeps his goal firmly in mind.
Xiao Ge's goal is indeed very determined, to score a penalty kick and kill the game without letting Van Persie's injured penalty kick go to waste. Therefore, he works very hard, wants to score the penalty too much, and uses too much force, and Xiao Ge
At the last moment of the song, he suddenly relaxed his mind and fired an anti-aircraft cannon without consciously pressing the angle.
"Shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh"
"Cockneys, God is on our side!"
"This will be your devil!"
"We can't kill him, we can't kill him!"
"We still have a chance! We didn't lose! g——o——Liverpool!!!"
...
Seeing Xiao Ge miss this goal, the most excited people are the Liverpool fans. This means that they are only two goals behind. Lady Luck has not given up on herself, and there is still hope for catching up!
Liverpool fans excitedly gave Xiao Ge boos, and their tenacious will also inspired them to continue cheering for their team. They will never give up until the last minute!!!
The character of Liverpool fans who do not admit defeat is definitely not their own paranoia. Liverpool's entire team is also full of this stubbornness that never accepts fate.
"Huh!" When Gerrard saw Xiao Ge miss the penalty kick, he couldn't help but clenched his fists fiercely and roared, the blazing fighting fire in his deep eyes did not go out -
—I still have a chance!
"Huh..." Wenger sat on the coach's bench with his arms folded. After seeing Xiao Ge miss the penalty kick, he couldn't help but let out a long breath. He was a little disappointed, but more calm, just like the rest of Arsenal.
team members.
At this time, the game has reached the 83rd minute, and Arsenal have two goals in hand. It is Liverpool and Benitez who are anxious.
"Hold their midfield, hold it!!!"
Benitez waved his big hands and shouted for his players to press forward. There was not much time left. After escaping the disaster, Benitez, who felt that his fortune was shining brightly, immediately made a desperate move. Attack, attack, attack!!!
Win—Champion or Lose—Go Home
With only these two options, the Liverpool players, who had been pushed to the cliff with no way out, seemed to be on fire. At the last moment, like a raging tide, they rushed towards the Arsenal half.
Tear, squeeze, pull...
The midfielder became the center of the battle between Liverpool and Arsenal. Silva's physical exertion was too great. He almost became a leak, and Hleb was almost the same. Pires, who was replaced, had never been good at physical confrontation.
When the bayonet saw red, Arsenal's midfield began to falter. Xiao Ge, even with his head and six arms, could not stop the blood-filled and desperate Liverpool.
Adebayor and Xiao Ge withdrew, and Arsenal compressed the space for Liverpool's attack. Liverpool had the physical advantage, which also compressed Arsenal's space to get the ball. The game fell into a "dagger-to-knife" situation.
"Referee, Stephen is injured, he is injured!"
"Shhhhhhhhhhh"
"Beep——"
Silva finally intercepted the ball from Gerrard's feet and sent it to the midfield. Hleb took the ball and rushed in. Xiao Ge was already advancing at high speed, a chance to counterattack. But Gerrard sat on the field.
, pointed to his left foot with a look of helplessness, and Arsenal fans booed dissatisfiedly.
Hleb had to stop the ball.
"I'm afraid Stephen can't stand it anymore."
"It's hard for him to even walk."
"Liverpool has no substitution options, but Liverpool's spirit is worthy of admiration."
"I'm afraid Liverpool have no chance in this game. The game has already reached the 88th minute."
"Oh my God, Stephen applied to play?! He still looks reluctant."
"This, this man is so tenacious!"
"What a tough-blooded man, Stephen still doesn't give up even now."
"This is our man from England, a brave warrior."
Seeing Gerrard's exit, all the media were filled with regret, because it meant that the game was about to end, but just as they were sighing with emotion, Gerrard once again stood on the sidelines and raised his right arm to apply for admission.
When Gerrard trotted in, the audience burst into warm applause, and Liverpool felt something filling his chest up and down, extremely hot, burning all the blood. His originally exhausted body was like a sports car filled with gasoline.
You can roar again.
“gogogogogogogog—o!”
“youllneverwalkalonewhenyouwalkthroughastorm,
holdyourheaduphigh,
anddontbeafraidofthedark.
..."
The red ocean is boiling!!!
finally...
"Beep——!" Weber hesitated, glanced at the linesman, and finally blew the whistle.
"Morientes, Morientes fell in the penalty area, a penalty kick?!"
"The situation has changed suddenly. Liverpool sees hope, sees hope!"
"The game has reached eighty-nine points. Will Liverpool recover a goal?"
...
"I didn't push him at all, no!"
"**! How is this possible? Toure didn't touch him at all!"
"Fall, this guy is diving!"
...
"Referee. This guy fell to the ground on purpose. He was at least 85 kilograms. How could he fall to the ground so easily? Moreover, Toure was in the correct position, a normal confrontation, and very clean movements. He was not superfluous at all.
action.”
A similar scene appeared again, and the Arsenal players were not willing to do anything. Seeing Webber walking towards the assistant referee, swarms of people immediately gathered around Webber. Xiao Ge quickly defended his players, even though the game had already reached the 89th minute.
But there were too many things going on in the second half, and stoppage time was absolutely indispensable.
Benitez clenched his fists tightly and stared at the exchange between Weber and the assistant linesman. His heart felt like it was being pulled, with anticipation and even more fear of disappointment.
Wenger couldn't sit still. Seeing that the game was about to enter the stoppage time, the opponent got a penalty kick at this time, and the momentum increased again. The last time was exactly the final madness. It was really difficult to say, Wenger could only
It was hoped that Weber and the linesman finally disagreed. However, Weber chose to trust the linesman in the first place, and the result was mostly certain.
"Damn it. Black whistle, absolutely black whistle!"
"Webber bastard, that's Liverpool, not Manchester United!"
"Shit!"
"Shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh"
...
Webber finally made his own decision and pointed with his right hand at the 12-yard mark. Arsenal fans gave up and booed everywhere.
"I obviously didn't commit a foul, no!"
"You didn't see clearly at all!"
...
"Di——" "Xiao, take your team members and leave. You already have a yellow card."
Seeing that the Arsenal players were still talking nonchalantly, Weber blew his whistle and warned Xiao Ge. The Arsenal players had no choice but to return to the field, hoping that Lehmann could perform the same thing.
"This scene is too familiar. It's the same Stephen's pass, the same Morientes. The same fall in the penalty area, the same penalty kick. Will it be any different this time?"
"The regular game is coming to an end. Liverpool won a penalty, which is really crucial. If the game enters stoppage time with a score of three to one, Liverpool may not be able to get excited, but if they catch up
Only one goal is missing, then everything will be different, hope is in front of you, and you will work hard for the goods.
"Will this be a penalty kick that determines the course of the game? It's Stephen who takes the kick again. The injury to his left foot doesn't seem to have any impact on him. That pass is the best proof."
"Stephen's pressure is definitely greater than Xiao Lai's. The ball here will directly determine the fate of Liverpool. Pressure, physical fitness, injuries. Can Stephen break free from these difficulties and win the spiritual victory?"
...
Gerrard rubbed the ball, placed it in place, and took a few steps back. Under the camera, Gerrard frowned and looked at Lehmann, his flushed face covered with sweat, panting slightly, and trying to adjust.
own rhythm.
Finally, Gerald's eyes focused on that area, like there was hot magma beneath the calm lake, just waiting for Weber's whistle.
Just like when Xiao Ge took the penalty, there was almost no disturbing sound.
"Beep——" a long sound.
There are two crisp sounds of "pop" and "swish".
Without any movement, the camera captured that Stephen rushed over without any change of rhythm, and shot a clean and neat volley. The strong wind blew, and the ball directly hit the net, and between the two of them, there was no movement.
Lyman's center of gravity just moved, and it was too late.
"Ahh——!"
After scoring the penalty kick, Gerrard roared like a lion and rushed to the stands where the Liverpool fans were. He kept beating his chest, roaring, power, power! It was also infused with tenacity! He could show off his disdain to his heart's content.
Yu Xiaoge’s sense of power.
"G——l, Stephen scored, he scored a crucial penalty, what Xiao couldn't do, he did it, two to three, two to three, we still have a chance, we still have a chance!!!
"
"No one can beat us, no one!!!"
"We are the strongest warriors in the world!!!"
"G——o!!!Liverpool!!!"
...
At this moment, Liverpool is like a giant resurrected with full blood, and the momentum is rumbling. (To be continued...)
