Ricardo Barea stood in front of the penalty spot. In the live broadcast, his mouth was slightly open and he was taking deep breaths. At the same time, he turned his head to look at the referee from time to time, waiting for the whistle.
Matthew Cox's voice rang out: "Kirk gave the opportunity to take the penalty kick to Barea. This young Portuguese player who has joined the team for less than a season has already been deeply trusted and trusted by the team.
Take it seriously... This is of course earned by his outstanding performance. Now he will make the final decision and beat Leeds City..."
After the whistle sounded, Cox’s explanation came to an abrupt end.
Then Barea in the picture exhaled and took a shot!
He chose to play in the middle, but he did not exert any force, so the ball speed was not very fast. Leeds City goalkeeper Van de Ven, who happened to be saved but not completely saved, blocked the ball with his toes.
Balia reacted quite quickly and immediately rushed forward to take a follow-up shot, but was blocked again by Van Der Ven!
Then Vieira made a huge clearance, and Kamara received the ball in the midfield and took the ball to the wing.
Connor Kirk, who quickly returned to defense, chased to the wing and fouled Kamara, but was unable to prevent the football from being passed out.
After Charlie Porter received a pass from Kamara in the ribs, he pulled forward and dribbled the ball forward. He made the first pass but failed because he found that the people outflanking the goal were not in place yet. So he moved forward again.
He took an extra step and was almost close to the baseline before passing the football.
At this time, Jay Adams rushed to the front and became the center. Although he did not catch the ball, he successfully pushed back two of Tramed's defensive players. Among them, Steko Wilson even retreated in one breath.
To the goal line. This created a "vacuum zone" near the penalty spot in the middle of Tramed's penalty area, where there was no player from either side.
Goalkeeper Tom Walker abandoned the goal and pounced on Williams at the back post.
Williams jumped in the air and pushed the football sideways into the vacuum zone. Hu Lai rushed in and volleyed with his feet!
Matthew Cox, who had been speaking as fast as a machine gun throughout the whole process, let out a long-drawn roar at this time.
The noisy red-top stadium suddenly became much quieter with this roar.
Hu Lai ran to the bottom line, and the other Leeds City players who came up during the counterattack did not slow down and ran after Hu Lai's figure.
Leeds City players reveled wildly on the Tramed turf.
Many players in Tramed's team collapsed on the turf and covered their faces with their hands.
Tony Clark ran wildly and rushed into the court to celebrate. Assistant coach Sam Randall chased him from the side and hugged him. Then the two of them stumbled over each other, rolled and fell to the ground at the same time, and then got up from the ground.
, and continue running wildly.
There were people like them all around, those Leeds City substitute players and coaches, without exception, their cheering figures kept flashing in the camera.
At this time, the live broadcast did not continue to show the scene of Leeds City's crazy celebration. Instead, it gave a short close-up shot of Ricardo Barea, who missed the penalty kick. In the shot, the Portuguese put his hands on his knees, bent over, and opened his mouth.
He opened his mouth slightly and looked blankly at the Leeds City players who were celebrating, as if he still couldn't believe what he was seeing...
This video appeared on the Internet immediately after the game, both inside and outside the walls, and it went viral.
On Weibo, Twitter, Facebook, various video websites, various forums, chat groups... everywhere the Internet can reach, this video has been spread rapidly and has been dubbed such as:
“Heaven and hell in 22 seconds in the Premier League!”
“The most awesome kill in history!”
“Heaven in one second, hell in one second, Tramed failed to win but was killed instead!”
“Leeds City tells you what it means to never give up!”
“An awesome plot that no YY novel author can write!”
“How can you not love football like this?”
“If you don’t watch football, you don’t know what the ups and downs of life are!”
…
Titles similar to those above.
People who are not even Leeds City fans have left excited comments on each of these videos:
"When I saw this goal in the middle of the night, I excitedly did thirty squats in my room to suppress the excitement in my heart! Even so, I am still here to tell you that I,
Mom is so excited!"
"I thought it was crazy enough for Van der Ven to save Ballea's penalty twice in a row...but I was still too young and didn't expect something even crazier later! This goal was really...unbelievable! I watched it.
After watching the ball for twenty years, this is the craziest goal I have ever seen! It decided the Premier League championship, and it was in such a dramatic way!"
"Guys! This is why I love football so much because you never know what is waiting for you in the next second! When you are in the darkest abyss, hold on for one second longer, maybe you can step into the next step.
bright!"
"I was moved by Leeds City! I was not a fan of theirs originally, but starting from this goal, besides my favorite Madrid Pirates, I will pay more attention to one more team, and that is Leeds City! I am very happy that I did
The Kings of Madrid didn’t get Hu, hahaha! Otherwise we may never see such a beautiful and classic winning goal again!”
"I would like to call this goal the 'winner of the century'! It's not just this goal that determines the Premier League championship... the most important thing is that this goal is not a personal heroic performance by a certain player. It is a masterpiece accomplished by the entire Leeds City team."
Kill! Starting from the penalty kick saved by Van der Ven, this counterattack was launched from top to bottom, from back to front. Almost every Leeds City player contributed their strength in this counterattack! Although the person who scored the final goal was
Hu, but this goal is a wonderful and beautiful team goal!"
"If someone writes this ball in a novel, then I will definitely scold the author, 'What kind of bullshit is written? It is completely unreasonable. It is just a random fabrication. Killing for the sake of killing. It will never happen in reality!'
But now...hell, this is fucking reality! Reality is really more unreal than fiction!"
“You guys upstairs, you have to pay attention to logic when writing novels, but in real life, who can tell you the logic?”
"Let me give you some popular science. The Leeds City team only managed to avoid relegation in the penultimate round of the league last season... Before the start of this season, their odds of winning the championship were 5,000 to one! But now they are standing.
Top of the league! Can you believe it? Guys! The odds of 5,000 to lose... are about to come true! You know what these odds are about? 'Christmas will be the hottest in the UK
One day'... Last Christmas was indeed not the hottest day in the UK, but now Leeds City is going to win the championship?! Oh God! Am I crazy, or is the world too crazy?"
“Man, this is the charm of football! Everyone says impossible things, dreams that are destined to be impossible to achieve... Everything is possible in the football world!”
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Neil Mullin sat in the driver's seat of his truck, cell phone in hand, playing the video of Hulay's goal over and over again.
Just half an hour ago, he was listening to the live game on the radio while driving on the highway.
When Hulay scored the winning goal, the Leeds radio commentator Ryan Haynes on the radio seemed to have suddenly gone crazy. He screamed and then laughed wildly. During the laughter, he roared hoarsely:
"Hu Lai!! Hu Lai!!! Ahhhhhhhhhhh!!! He hit Tramed! He hit! The goal! Unbelievable! I can't believe my eyes! Hahaha!
It’s so crazy! This game is so crazy!!! This is a goal that can only appear in dreams!! This is a scene that I can only dream of! We saved Tramed’s point at the Red Roof Stadium
The ball, and then...killed them!! Unparalleled! Wonderful! Hahahaha! I can see this goal with my own eyes, and I have no regrets even if I die now! Ah!! God...thank you for letting me in
I saw this ball in my lifetime! Thank you! And... Hu Lai! Thank you, Chinese boy! Just for this ball, you should be recorded in history forever!!! Oh my god..."
Heinis talked incoherently, cried and laughed, and finally broke down in tears.
Mullin could clearly hear the sobs he was trying to suppress through the microphone and the radio waves reaching the cab of his truck.
His hands were tightly gripping the steering wheel, his eyes were wide open, and he was staring at the road ahead. He kept the car steady on the highway and drove forward along the outermost lane.
Then he found the nearest service area, drove the car in and parked it, then he relaxed, leaned back on the chair, and picked up his phone.
As expected, he easily found the video of Hulay's winning goal on the Internet.
It starts from the moment when Ricardo Barea brushes past Kamara and breaks into the penalty area and is pushed down by Vieira, and ends with a close-up shot of Barea in bewilderment. In the middle is the whole process of scoring the goal, as well as the Leeds City players and coaches rushing forward.
The stadium was a joyous scene of wild celebrations.
He has watched the three-minute video countless times, and he seems to want to engrave every frame and every comment in the video in his mind.
He saw Leeds City coach Clark even running towards the red-roofed stadium stands, as if he wanted to hug and celebrate with the Tramed fans there. He was really dizzy. Fortunately, he was stopped by the security personnel at the scene...
…
Seeing this shot, Mullin couldn't help laughing.
Then the video on his phone suddenly froze, and he received a call from Joe Elosd.
“Neil, where are you now?” Eroseder’s tone on the phone was a little strange.
“I’m in the service area, Lao Qiao.”
"are you OK?"
“I’m fine, Old Joe. What’s wrong?”
Joe Elost heard Mullin's voice calm, and he said: "Did you know? Leeds City killed Tramed."
“I know, Old Joe. I was listening to the radio while driving...”
“My God! How can you be so calm?” Eroseder exclaimed.
Mullin laughed loudly: "If it weren't for years of driving instincts, I might have fallen into the ditch on the side of the road, Old Joe!"
“God...it’s so crazy. Did you see Hu’s goal?”
“Before you called in, I was watching.”
"I'm sorry I didn't mean to interrupt you, Neil... I'm really worried about you, everyone is going crazy, including Andy and me. We may be witnessing a new page in the history of football in this country...
...In addition, I called you and wanted to ask you..." At this point, Irosd lowered his voice. "Uh, did you... really invest money to buy Leeds City to win the championship? I know they all
It's spreading like this, but I still want to confirm it with you."
Mullin nodded and said: "Yes, Old Joe. I did spend four hundred pounds, each to vote for Leeds City to win the championship and Hu to win the Golden Boot."
“What were the odds when you placed your bet?”
“Leeds City wins the championship and pays 5,000 for each win. Hu wins the league golden boot and pays 4,000 for each win.”
Erosd on the other end of the phone seemed to have paused in breathing, and suddenly became silent.
After about ten seconds, he whispered: "My God! Then you are a millionaire now, Neil!"
British betting bonuses are calculated on the basis of cost recovery. That is to say, if Neil Mullin invests two hundred pounds to bet on Leeds City to win, he will first recover his cost of twice the pound, and then the bonus. Two
Five thousand times one hundred pounds...a million pounds!
And Hu Lai’s golden boots, four thousand times two hundred pounds, eight hundred thousand pounds!
Compared with these two staggering amounts, the cost of four hundred pounds is nothing to mention!
“Old Joe, the league is not over yet, Leeds City may lose to Northumbria at home in the last round...”
"Neal, don't be like this... No one believes that Leeds City, which beat Tramed in the away game, can overturn on their own territory. The league championship is theirs! Have you thought about what you will do after you become a rich man?
"
“I don’t know, Old Qiao. I haven’t thought about this problem at all before...”
“Yeah, at that time who would really believe that Leeds City could win the championship? Are you going to resign and leave us? You are so rich, why do you need to continue to be a truck driver?”
Mullin looked at the distant dusk outside the service area through the front windshield of the truck, shook his head and said: "I don't know, Old Joe. Maybe, maybe not... I, uh... I don't know anything except driving.
Do. What else can I do if I quit my job and become a truck driver?”
“What to do? What else do you need to do? If I were you, with such a large sum of money, I would have gone to Spain for a vacation! No... not just Spain, I will go to all over the world for a vacation!”
"Ha, Lao Qiao, I'm not you. I won't do this. In that case, I will soon have nothing, and then I will come back in despair... But by that time, I'm afraid the company will no longer want me. I think
I probably won’t resign, I won’t leave you, Lao Qiao.”
“Aha! That’s great! When you come back, remember to buy us a drink! We’re all waiting, including Andy! He yelled that Leeds City owes Tramed a favor!”
“That bastard...well, I will definitely come back to invite you!”
Hang up the phone, Neil Mullin stopped admiring Hulay's winning goal.
He put his cell phone on the driver's seat, held the steering wheel with both hands, and looked into the distance.
In the direction of the horizon, the sun is setting in the west and twilight is getting darker.
The sun swept over from that side and shone into the truck cabin. The upper half of Mullin's face was hidden in the shadow of the cab, with only his eyes shining.
This special, crazy day in the history of English football is finally coming to an end.
When most of the sky is occupied by blue-black color, leaving only a trace of sunset on the horizon, accompanied by a crisp whistle, a truck loaded with goods slowly drives out of the service area with its lights flashing.
Toward the sunset, truck driver Neil Mullin got back on the road.