big mouth ball king

Chapter 362

In the second round of the 2003 UEFA Champions League semi-final, Juventus defeated Real Madrid 3-1 at home and advanced to the final.

Among them, Juventus's second goal was wonderful. Del Piero staged a stray step in the penalty area. Real Madrid's defense was dizzy with small moves similar to street football. Finally, he scored the ball into the near corner and basically ended the game.

Tang Zhenglong received a reminder - Mi Zongbu on the left side of the penalty area.

"New move?"

"Correct."

Tang Zhenglong thought about it in his mind, and felt that it was too troublesome.

Tang Zhenglong is a person who is afraid of trouble. He likes simplicity. Whether it is scoring a goal or picking up girls, the simpler the answer, the better. It is best to answer it on the day of the meeting...

Far away.

"System, isn't it a bit troublesome to score goals like this?"

"But it's very exciting. Del Piero defeated Real Madrid back then."

"Ok."

Navarro approached Paulson. "Have you noticed that guy has a particularly high success rate in certain areas in front of the penalty area?"

"I noticed."

"I think it's like that, we defend that area specifically, and he can relax a little bit with the ball in other areas."

"What if our guess is wrong?"

"What if we're right?"

The two thought about it, so be it, if you don't make some predictions, it is almost impossible to defend Tang Zhenglong.

Football came to Tang Zhenglong's feet.

"Orange zone, here I come, hahaha."

Tang Zhenglong looked up and was stunned.

Navarro and Paulson are like two good brothers, lined up in front of a wall.

"what the hell?"

In this way, even if you enter the Del Piero corridor, it is impossible to shoot, because there is a fixed wall in front of you.

Tang Zhenglong can only pass to Podolski.

"Hahaha, you guessed it right, this guy can only shoot in a specific area."

"We're right in front of him."

Navarro and Paulson are convinced that they have found a way to limit Tang Zhenglong, and the rest is to see if the team's striker can pull the score back.

Piero's corridor has been blocked, Tang Zhenglong can only speed up the pass, because Piero's glass body physique is passed to himself.

"System, have I become more handsome?"

"Master, why do you have such wild thoughts?"

"I heard that the top three dream lovers of Italian women are Totti, Cannavaro and Piero. Since I am Piero now, my appearance should also improve."

"Master, there is no need, because you are already handsome."

Tang Zhenglong put on an expression of "I don't believe it".

Before coming to the restricted area again, Navarro and Paulson showed a flamboyant smile, "Haha, we know what you want to do."

Tang Zhenglong passed the ball lightly, and then ran forward by himself.

"Look, he's crazy."

The reason why Navarro said this is because Tang Zhenglong is facing the world's number one right back Alves at this time.

Alves is the number one right back in the world. This is not just bragging. It is supported by statistics. He is very strong in both offense and defense.

The teammate passed the ball back to Tang Zhenglong, and then it was the duel between Tang Zhenglong and Alves.

Tang Zhenglong thought of Mi Zong Bu.

"Try it?"

Although Tang Zhenglong doesn't like complicated scoring methods, there is no way, who makes Piero so fresh!
Tang Zhenglong took a shot, and Alves stepped forward to block it, but Tang Zhenglong turned out to be a fake move, and then another fake move. The connection between the two fake moves was seamless. Just when Alves was a little bit surprised, Tang Zhenglong made a move.

The speed of the ball is not fast, but it sticks to the lawn, and the angle is very tricky, almost rolling towards the goal against the near post.

Goalkeeper Palop pounced, but for such a tricky shot, the goalkeeper's only role is to be the background.

The ball is in.

GOOOOOOOAL!

The score became 4 to 1, and Tang Zhenglong staged a big four.

Navarro and Paulson were stunned, "Did he hit the ball in front of Alves?"

The two of you look at me and I look at you, and you can't believe this is true. Tang Zhenglong is not only good at long-range shots, but also very good at small skills.

"That slacker's technology is not bad?"

"19 balls."

"I don't know how to describe all this."

"I was shocked."

The commentary has been incoherent.

"Cologne has already tied Sevilla's goal record last year, but this time it was done by one person."

Juande was trembling, he couldn't accept such a fiasco, it was too humiliating, it was a disgrace to Sevilla.

On the other side there was total jubilation in Cologne, the game should be over, the champion was in hand.

Tang Zhenglong was surrounded by his teammates like a hero.

"Don, you've changed so much that I don't even know you anymore."

"Really? That's good, because I don't want to know you either."

"roll!"

"Haha."

After the ecstasy, there is a little sadness. After all, happiness is short-lived. Lucas and Tang Zhenglong will both leave next season.

But what the hell!If you have wine today, let's get drunk today.

Re-kick-off, the mentality of Sevilla's players seemed to be greatly damaged. Enzo Maresca wanted to pass the ball to Navas, but he passed it directly out of bounds. Cologne immediately threw the ball out of bounds, three passes and two downs. The ball went to the frontcourt and came to Tang Zhenglong's feet.

Tang Zhenglong!
Now they have become Sevilla's number one enemy. They are desperate and rushed over. Sevilla seems to have forgotten that Cologne's formation is 442. They have two forwards, and Tang Zhenglong also selflessly passes the ball to the other side.

Podolski goes one-on-one, he dribbles past the keeper, and...

Sevilla fans have closed their eyes, this is not the final, but the slaughter.

Podolski puts the ball into the empty goal.

5 to 1! !
"The game was completely killed and Sevilla collapsed."

5 goals, Tang Zhenglong 4 goals, Podolski 1 goal, it is so perfect for Cologne, but it is too cruel for Sevilla.

Juande is already thinking about how to write his resignation letter. After this game, he has no face to stay in Seville.

Stevens pressed his hands down, asking the players to calm down and not to provoke the opponent. At this time, the opponent's mentality should already be like sitting on the crater, and it may explode at any time.

The only thing the people on the bench in Sevilla can do is watch the clock and hope that this is over soon and the nightmare is over soon.

Soon, Navarro shoveled Podolski and applied for a red card, and then Paulson booed the referee and also applied for a red card.

At this moment, there was a ding.

"Master, you have surpassed Klinsmann, please imitate Klinsmann's most classic scene."

"What is the most classic Klinsmann scene?"

"Flip?"

"That's Klose."

What Tang Zhenglong didn't know was that there was a pit waiting for him ahead, it was a huge pit!

(End of this chapter)