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Chapter 300 Who can escape under the curse of the middle finger?

6 month 16 day.

18:00 in the afternoon.

The calm blue water of the Rhine River flows gently, and the soothing green mountains outside the Alps hug the beautiful town like an arm. The clouds in the distant sky are dyed fiery red by the setting sun.

The new Tivoli Stadium in Innsbruck.

Three Lions England VS Matador Spain.

The most eye-catching passionate collision since the start of the 2008 European Cup has finally begun.

force~~~
With a silver whistle in his mouth, the Swiss referee, Sundlitz, stood in the middle circle of the court and blew the horn to start the game in the eyes of everyone.

On the field.

Spanish team center Fernando Torres kicked the football back to goalkeeper Iker Casillas in the backcourt, and then, like two sharp steel knives soaked in the red blood of the enemy, he and David Villa quickly plunged into the England defense.

And Michael Owen and Pete Crouch also showed no sign of weakness, and rushed forward in an instant.

The four forwards shoulder the hopes of victory for their respective teams and the hundreds of millions of fans behind them.

The moment they passed each other's shoulders, their eyes met, and sparks flew everywhere!

war.

At this moment it was finally lit!
……

in the stands.

The war of fans also kicked off at this moment!
Unlike in Salzburg four days ago, today, the England fans who claimed to be the craziest, the most shouting, the most dressed up, the most provocative, the most atmosphere-creating, the most camera-stealing and even the most fight-fighting fans in the world finally met their opponents, because the Spanish fans, who were no less than their number, were not quick to match them in any way.

Chess against opponents!
Will meet good material! !
Over the New Tivoli Stadium, the English version of "God Save the Queen" and the Spanish version of "Royal March" are like thundering drums when the two armies are facing each other, and they never stop colliding with each other.

The decibels are high!

Even without amplified equipment, the fierce collision of the two languages ​​can easily cover Innsbruck, a small town surrounded by mountains and rivers.

England fans held up high the images of every Three Lions idol in the stands. Among them, the huge image of the lunatic Li Gaogao raised his middle finger and opened his mouth and roared the most times in the rebroadcast frequency. The image was accompanied by a text commentary:

"Who can survive the curse of the middle finger God of War?"

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on the commentary.

The British commentator Sester obviously saw what was happening in the stands, and couldn't wait to sigh: "Wow! Crazy Li has become the number one star of the England team... Well, I am everyone's old friend Sester. The game has just started, and the Spanish team is holding the ball..."

Then began to introduce the starting lineup as usual.

"Compared to the last game, England's striker has not changed. Michael Owen and Crouch's choice of one high and one fast is still the two sharp knives of the madman Lee. Frank Lampard, Chelsea's deputy, stood in the midfield position...

"...Now it seems that the core player of the team is still none other than captain David Beckham, and Liverpool's soul Steven Gerrard finally won the starting position in this game, and he appeared in the team's right forward position..."

"...James Milner, who has already moved from Newcastle to Aston Villa, unexpectedly squeezed out the Middlesbrough winger Downing who played well in the last game, and got the starting chance...The lineup from the first game against Greece was maintained at the back line. Manzione, John Terry, Steven Taylor and Ashley Cole lined up. The goalkeeper is still the unstoppable lunatic Joe Hart!"

Sester finished introducing the starting lineup of the England team in one breath, and his partner Gary Lineker, who was sitting beside him, began to fulfill his commentary task with a smile:
"...Spain's starting lineup is almost as expected by the media. Goalkeeper Casillas, defenders Ramos, Marchena, Puyol and Capdevila, captain Senna of the yellow submarine Villarreal appeared in the midfielder position, Xavi, Iniesta and David Silva formed a frontcourt attack group, continuously delivering ammunition for the two-sided killers Torres and Villa on the front line..."

Not far from the British commentary booth, Duan Xuan, a big-headed brother, is shaking his head and expressing his views on the starting list from the perspective of a "professional"——

"Li Tongfan has always been good at making surprises. Although he maintained the original formation of 4-1-2-1-2 in general, Tang Ning and Ashley Young, who performed well in the previous game, did not get the chance to start... From the perspective of playing style, Gerrard and Milner are players with a more balanced offense and defense. It seems that facing the Spanish team, which claims to be the top 16 offensive team in this European Cup, Li Tongfan has no choice but to give up his risky tactics and adopt a method of seeking victory..."

The Spanish commentator Fernando Garcia only said one sentence: "Haha, judging from the starting lineup, Crazy Lee is scared! But I bet that changing the starting lineup will not bring him victory..."

……

On the field.

The race was full of passion from the very beginning!
The tactical style adopted by the Spanish team was exactly the same as that of Li Tongfan, who used the ball possession at the beginning to launch a resolute offensive.

David Silva and Iniesta's erratic and flexible running positions caused a headache for England's defense, while Harvey's penetrating and lethal kick near the center circle gave Fernando Torres, who was cruising to the left side of the Three Lions like a ghost, a chance to get the ball.

It was the teenager Manzieni who stepped forward to block the first time.

The perfect performance in the last game against the Greek team made the young player Li Tongfan, who was vigorously promoted against all opinions, full of confidence when facing Liverpool's Saint Infant.

Unfortunately, it turns out that only confidence on the court is destined to become a tragedy!

Because, after a season in the Premier League, Torres, who has played against countless top central defenders without losing the wind, just used a very simple fake move of pretending to dial the ball to the bottom and then suddenly cut horizontally in the middle. Manzienni shook his center of gravity, and the latter fell to the side...

Next...

Before Terry stepped forward to press down, Fernando Torres blatantly kicked the cannon at the 45th corner of the penalty area and 30 meters away from the goal!

An unreasonable heavy surprise attack!

boom!
The huge shooting power caused the white ball to make a miserable "sorrow" in an instant, and then rubbed a scorching air current amidst the cheers of the Spanish fans and the exclamation of the English fans, and hit the goal fiercely like a meteor!

Goalkeeper Joe Hart struggled to provoke, but his desperately spread fingertips could not touch the football...

……

"...Aww, Torres' shot is dangerous!!" Sester couldn't help screaming.

On the other side, the Spanish commentator Fernando Garcia jumped up from the commentary seat recklessly: "The ball went in... God, it hit the crossbar... There is still a chance!! Ah! Aww... It's a pity, a pity, a pity! This time, Villa reacted too late, and the football was put forward by England's No. 4 player..."

"...Hey~~~Look at this ball! Oh, Villa... The game started less than a minute ago, and Li Tongfan, who has always been good at giving opponents a bad shot, was almost hit in the head by Torres!" Brother Duan Xuan's reaction was obviously a third slower than that of his two foreign counterparts: "Spain has the best shooters in La Liga and the Premier League last season. This game is a huge test for England's defense!"

……

On the field.

Manzienni, who made a fatal mistake in defense, got up from the lawn in embarrassment.

The young right back patted off the grass clippings on his body, clenched his fists tightly, fixed his eyes on Torres's back, and pressed his teeth and vowed secretly: next time, we must guard against this damn white boy...

In the distance, Torres was rubbing his golden hair with his hands in frustration, and the disappointment on his slightly freckled face was palpable. If the goal just now was scored, the head coach's tactical arrangement could be better realized...

The holy baby didn't even notice that there was a little guy behind him staring at him with gnashed teeth.

Because for Torres, he doesn't know how many defenders he has broken through in the same way in his career, and Torres will never take such a loser to heart!

……

Spain won a corner for Torres' shot.

Harvey's corner kick drew a beautiful arc and flew towards the penalty area of ​​the England team. All the players were shoving and huddling together in the penalty area in an instant...

At this moment, a mutation occurred!
force~~~~
A sudden crisp and loud whistle stopped everything.

The referee Sendritz ran into the penalty area, and the end of the broadcast drew closer. It turned out that someone in the penalty area fell to the ground——

Carlos Marchena!
The No. 4 main central defender of the Spanish team!

The 1.8-meter-three Spanish big man was lying in the penalty area of ​​the England team, covering his face and rolling in pain. His miserable expression seemed to be hit by a shot put or a discus falling from the sky...

Standing beside Marchena rolling around is England's No. 4 Steven Taylor. The Newcastle central defender raised his hands innocently at the first time and said that he did not commit any fouls, because he was marking Marchena just now.

The referee walked up to Marchena with a dark face, bent down and asked about the situation.

It's a pity that Marchena seems to have lost his ability to speak in pain. He pointed a finger at Taylor like a sharp knife, and he couldn't say anything except screaming and moaning...

The Spanish players instantly divided into two groups like well-trained and prepared soldiers——

Under the leadership of the captain Golden Retriever Puyol, a wave surrounded the referee to put pressure...

And another wave began to push and push the "perpetrator" Taylor...

in the stands.

The boos sounded instantly like the fury of the Alps flowing into the Rhine after the ice melts every winter and spring.

Before the fans of both sides warmed up the plastic seats under their buttocks, they immediately combed their white middle fingers and waved their casserole-sized fists with hideous faces!
Under the frenzied atmosphere, even the usually dignified and virtuous beauty turned into a violent female warrior full of anger at this moment...

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"...what's going on, Taylor fouled? God, will Spain get a penalty?"

"Penalty kick! Penalty kick! Penalty kick!!! Oh ha, this is definitely a brutal and shameless foul. Marchena's expression is worrying. He was carried off the field on a stretcher..."

"...the referee Sendritz walked towards the line referee, it seemed that he didn't understand what happened in the penalty area just now, he needed the line referee's help...

"...The lineman Clinsem, the 27-year-old Israeli has unexpectedly become the one who decides the fate of the England team... Could it be a penalty kick? Clinsham is explaining to the referee in a low voice what happened just now..."

……

30 seconds later.

The referee Sundlitz, who had finished communicating with the linesman, turned back to the England penalty area with a blank expression.

At this moment, countless hearts all over the world are beating violently...
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It's a tragedy, my girlfriend temporarily transfers classes to stare at evening self-study, and can't come back to cook, Xiaodao can only do it by himself.

So the third watch can only be adjusted to 11:30.Dear swordsmen, forgive the hungry knife!

In the end, I asked for a monthly pass miserably.

Xiaodao hasn't asked for a monthly ticket for a long time, but today there is a savage guy on the list who is viciously forcing him over to Xiaodao's pure chrysanthemum!

(End of this chapter)