six finger demon

Chapter 205 Asia's No. [-] Goalkeeper

The fans of Gongti went crazy, they stood up and cheered in unison, as if they saw the final was just around the corner.

"Really, I really didn't expect it." The fluent CCTV commentator even twitched his tongue, "Tang Wu actually judged that the opponent was going to play in the middle, and threw the ball in an almost magical way. No, it's a hug. It's not right, it should be accepted. Yes, it is accepted."

No one cared whether Huang Jianxiang's commentary was stumbled or not, all the fans sitting in front of the TV were shocked.The fans gathered next to the radio to listen to the game scratched their heads, wishing they could go to the appliance store and bring a TV back.

"Wang, what did you say to Tom?" Alihan asked in his half-baked Chinese as if he had passed away.

"I, I didn't say anything." Wang Jianying's English was barely passable.In fact, even though he spoke fluent English, his tongue was tied because of Tang Wu's save. "I followed the coach's instructions and said that it is best for him to catch one."

"Yoxi!" Alihan didn't know where he learned so many foreign languages, and kept nodding in praise, "This way, our pressure will be less, and we will be closer to the promotion!"

The players are rotating in midfield, but the goalkeeper is on the baseline.So after Tang Wu made a successful save, the other players hugged each other. Tang Wu came to the bottom line alone and "replaced" the goalkeeper of the Iranian team on the field.

The second penalty kick was Zhao Junzhe, a young player from Liaozu.

In the 02 World Cup, it was Zhao Junzhe's low shot that hit the goal post of the Brazilian team and almost opened the scoring for the Chinese team.

This incident has been passed down to this day and has become a tragedy for many Chinese players and fans.

But now, the Liaozu teenager has become the captain of China.

In the penalty shootout, some people say that the pressure is the most to take the penalty first, and some people say that the pressure is the most to take the penalty last.

There's been debate over the years about who's under the most pressure, and there's a reason for that.But whoever has the least pressure among the five people, but there is no dispute, is the second free throw player!

If the first person hits the penalty, then he will set an example and set an example to relieve the pressure for the second person; if the first person misses the penalty, then with the lessons learned from the past, the second person will think that I have missed the penalty It is not my biggest responsibility, so the pressure will be reduced accordingly.

"Zhao Junzhe, run up."

"Shoot!"

"The ball hit the post and went in." Huang Jianxiang said calmly.

With the first goal, it's less exciting to see the second.

The young Zhao team waved his fist on the spot, turned his head and raised his arms high towards his teammates.

In fact, his shot just now was a bit dangerous, but it was on the inside of the post, so it was not a big problem.

After all, everyone will not think about whether the ball bounced into the goal post, because they are more worthy of attention!
When Tang Wu stood on the goal line with a calm attitude again, the Iranian players began to feel restless.

What the hell?

Does he have no emotions?

Isn't he afraid?Is he not nervous?

Shouldn't the goalkeeper who defended the goal for 120 minutes to keep a clean sheet drink stimulants?

Reminiscent of the scene where Tang Wu just threw the ball back to his teammate, Madavikia became a little annoyed.

what is this?
This is blatant humiliation!

If it was in the main match, Ali Daei would have continued to kick and score.

But this is a penalty shootout, so what if the ball is thrown back by the goalkeeper?
Madavikia took a deep breath, he had already chosen the direction to kick the ball.

boom!
Bang!
Whoops! ! !

Before Huang Jianxiang had time to react, the penalty kick to the right was once again held by Tang Wu.

It's just that Tang Wu didn't hug the ball this time, but let the ball roll out of the baseline.

Tang Wu, who saved the penalty again, got up from the ground, patted the ashes on his body, walked slowly out of the baseline, and gave way to the goal.

At this time, the Iranian goalkeeper was stunned, and even forgot that it was his turn to play next.

"My God, what did I see?" The fans in the stands hugged their heads and kept exclaiming.

"Xiao Liu, where's my Quick-acting Jiuxin Pill? Hurry up, pour it out for me, I can't take it anymore." An old man grabbed the neck of the young man beside him and shook it vigorously.

"Cough cough cough Zhang, Uncle Zhang, if you sway again, I will die in front of you."

"Oh, my god, my god!" Huang Jianxiang was so excited that he didn't know what to say.

"Tang Wu saved the Iranian team's penalty again? I'm not dazzled!"

Huang Jianxiang suppressed the excitement in his heart, tremblingly unscrewed the cap of the mineral water bottle and took a sip of water.

"Tang Wu's performance reminds me of the semi-finals of the European Cup in 2000. In that game, Italy fought with ten men, and finally dragged the Dutch team into a penalty shootout."

"In the penalty shootout, Italian goalkeeper Toldo saved Frank de Boer's penalty in the first round, and the Dutch team did not score in the second round because Stam hit the ball in the sky."

"That game was Toldo's canonization battle. Counting the penalty kicks saved in regular time, Toldo saved a total of three penalty kicks for Italy."

"It was after that game that Toldo was called 'San Toldo'!"

"Is Tang Wu going to reproduce Toldo's miracle today? Is Tang Wu also going to be canonized today?"

Arihan and his assistant coaches didn't know how to celebrate anymore. They all opened their mouths stupidly and shouted at the penalty shooter in the midfield: "Hey, we are already two goals ahead, take it easy. Hold on tight, victory will be ours sooner or later!"

I didn't know it was already two goals ahead?

The third player, Li Xiaopeng, walked to the penalty spot with a smile on his face. Li Xiaopeng has also kicked many penalties in his career over the years, but this time, it was the easiest one.

Regardless of whether it was the Asian Cup or the semi-finals, Li Xiaopeng glanced at the bottom line and then pinched his waist for a rest, Tang Wu's self-confidence began to burst!
With such a goalkeeper guarding the rear, what am I afraid of?
So what if I miss the free throw?
As long as all penalty shots are made in the back, the victory is still ours.

And even if we take ten thousand steps back, if the teammates behind us didn't make the penalty, what are we afraid of?
We have Tang Wu, we have Tang Wu who can also save the opponent's penalty!
With [-] fans holding their breath, Li Xiaopeng set up the ball, stepped back, and ran up.

"Li Xiaopeng, run up."

"Right!"

"Li Xiaopeng made a dead end!"

"The ball went in!?"

With an excited tone, Huang Jianxiang even made a choice at the end, because he suddenly thought of something.

"We are already leading 3-0, if Tang Wu catches the ball."

The penalty shootout ended immediately, and the Chinese team advanced.

Although Huang Jianxiang didn't finish his sentence, everyone guessed what he was thinking.

My God, when did it become so easy to play against Iran?
"Tony, what are you doing? Look, look! Tom is playing again!" European scouts were already ecstatic.

He doesn't care whether the Chinese team can advance or even win the championship. He cares whether Tang Wu will continue to create miracles. He cares whether his friend will fulfill his promise and recruit Tang Wu.

"Don't worry, don't worry." Tony buttoned up and said "Don't worry", but his ballpoint pen kept scribbling on the notebook.

The entire page was almost covered with horizontal lines, some were crossed out on purpose, and some were crossed out because of impatient typos.

Especially in the column of Tang Wu's quotation, it was ticked four times in a row, from the initial 300W to the current 600W.

When Tang Wu stood on the goal line again with his "lifeless" face, Hammadi didn't stand firm and was "scared" so that he took a step back.

And the fans couldn't help laughing when they saw his embarrassed appearance.

Seeing the performance of the Iranian players, the camera zoomed in on his expression.

At this moment, apart from the horror on the face of the Persian cavalry, there was also a trace of panic.They don't understand why this young goalkeeper who seems to be "harmless to humans and animals" puts so much pressure on him and his teammates, even though he hasn't done anything!
Among the famous goalkeepers, like the Lion King Kahn, he will use his own shouts to drive away all enemies.Many forwards will tremble with three-pointers in the face of the roaring Lion King, let alone shoot.

But intimidation can scare away the opponent, so can calmness?
If the Lion King Kahn is like a thunderbolt, it makes people tremble; Tang Wu is like a vast ocean now, making people feel terrified.

No one knows what is hidden in this unfathomable ocean.

"Hamadi is over!" Huang Jianxiang's tone was full of affirmation.

Although he has never learned physiognomy, Huang Jianxiang has seen fear in Hammadi's eyes.He believes that as long as he and the [-] fans at the scene collectively "make a vow", even the universe will help Tang Wu.

This is the capital, and this is the home field!
Hammadi took a deep breath, and he decided not to look into Tang Wu's expressionless eyes.

He is right that one way of rejecting "deep-fear" is not to look at "deep-fear".This kind of Q spirit, occasionally still plays a role.

The Iranian players hugged each other tightly, not daring to watch their teammates' penalty kicks; and the national football players were all shoulder-to-shoulder, trying to "hold" each other, lest they rush out to celebrate by themselves.

"The Iranian team's third player is No. 4 defender Hammadi. As the central defender of the Iranian team, his skills at his feet are very good."

"Hamadi, run up, shoot!"

The ball quickly flew to the left side of the goal under the push of Hammadi's arch, and the moment Hammadi touched the ball, Tang Wu also made a quick movement and rushed to the left.

puff!
when!
Hammadi knelt on the ground in despair, looking at the ball in front of the goal line that Tang Wu threw onto the goal post, praying that it could use its last bit of strength to spin into the goal line by itself.

This is Iran's last chance!
The last chance of the Persian iron cavalry fell on a football that had almost lost all its strength.

Tang Wu on the goal line looked up and glanced at the ball that had spun to the goal line.Under the gaze of [-] fans of the home team, the Chinese goalkeeper unhurriedly put his hands on the ground, leaned forward like a caterpillar, and stretched out his neck towards the ball.

When the spinning ball hit Tang Wu's head and bounced in the opposite direction, the Beijing Workers' Stadium sounded the sound of "Long Live" soaring into the sky.

(End of this chapter)