six finger demon

Chapter 379 FA Cup Champion
"Look, it's Gerrard!" The live commentator saw Gerrard almost naked on the big screen.

"Ho Ho, no wonder Alex is so happy. It turns out that the captain of the Red Army likes to wear this type of underwear."

"See that elephant's eyes, it looks like two little jelly beans"

The on-site commentator was teasing Gerrard in the microphone, but at this time the Red Army captain had no time to take care of it. He was eager to know what happened just now.

After rebroadcasting the picture of the Red Army members celebrating, the background has already edited the scene just now and played it back on the big screen.

Gerald stared at the big screen without blinking, for fear of missing details.

The playback was a bit long this time, and it turned out to start with Gerrard's handball.

After replaying how Gerrard handled the ball, the screen jumped directly to the scene of the Gunners penalty kick.

Henry stood in front of the ball and hesitated for two seconds, then ran up, swung his legs, and shot.

The moment the gun king swung his leg to touch the ball, Tang Wu, who was standing in the center of the goal, suddenly took a step forward and raised his hands at the same time.

Quiet like a virgin, moving like a rabbit!
Tang Wu's legs sprang up as if they were springs, forming a [-]-degree angle between his body and the ground.

With a "bang", Henry's shot arrived as scheduled, and hit Tang Wushi's glove.

The perfect save?
Gerald grinned.

No, this is not a perfect save!
Gerald saw it at a glance, Tang Wu played a trick!

The moment Henry kicked the ball, he quickly took two steps forward to the left.And leaned forward as much as possible, and finally blocked Henry's shot!

Move in early!

The moment Henry shot, Tang Wu didn't have both feet on the goal line!
If such a situation were put in ten years later, the referee would definitely blow the whistle and order a heavy penalty kick; but Tang Wu finally escaped the referee's punishment like Kempes in 1978.

The referee was just stunned for a moment, but there was no reaction.

Perhaps at that moment, like thousands of fans, he was amazed that Tang Wu could save Henry's penalty!

As for moving ahead?

Oh, there is no clear regulation on this.

And in the eyes of the referee, Tang Wu deserved it!
If he judged the wrong direction, so what if he moved ahead of time?
As the goalkeeper, Tang Wu has already won this unfair game!

The penalty was saved but the game continued.

Tang Wu, who fell to the ground, couldn't get up quickly even if he was Bruce Lee's upper body. Fortunately, the Red Army members had more trust in their goalkeeper and captain, and rushed into the penalty area the moment Henry kicked.

Tang Wu was relieved when he saw that the first person who ran up to him was dressed in yellow.

With a bang, Hyypia kicked the ball forward with all his strength.

At this moment, he only thought about kicking that damned ball as far as possible and as safely as possible.

He just wanted to pull Tang Wu up from the ground, and kiss the man who saved Liverpool from the cliff.

Substitute Bergkamp's Pires and Substitute Xiaofa's Van Persie were a little slower. Even though they were ready to shoot, subconsciously, they really didn't think Tang Wu could save Henry's penalty.

Even if Henry didn't score, he kicked it crookedly or the crossbar of the goal post or something.So after the ball was caught by Tang Wu, the two of them still had a hint of surprise on their faces.

Vieira also ran forward, patting Henry on the shoulder to comfort him.In his opinion, there are only 10 players left in Liverpool. Even in overtime, the Gunners have an absolute advantage.

The Red Army defender hugged the goalkeeper and gnawed fiercely in the penalty area, and the Gunners forward comforted his gun king in the opponent's penalty area.

But in the other half, Cisse and Senderos and Toure started a life-and-death battle.

The ball landed in Arsenal's center circle and bounced forward. At this time, Cisse, who was at the forefront of the Red Army, also crossed the center line.

The Frenchman took a big step and touched the ball before Toure.

But Cisse was superior in both speed and physical strength, and Toure did not hit Cisse's side with all his strength.Just leaning back a little, Toure scrambled and fell down behind Cisse.Not only did he roll twice, but he also ate up the dust raised by Cisse.

Toure's defense was not without a little interference, and Senderos, who was a little farther away on the other side, got closer to Cisse.

Coupled with Cisse's need to restart, Senderos, a big bald head, is getting closer and closer to the French striker.

But just when the fans were looking forward to an "interaction" like sparks hitting the earth, they were surprised to find that Cisse and Senderos once again widened the gap.

At this moment, the whole world knew the weakness of this big Swiss bald man: too slow!
Cisse sprinted with the ball like a wild horse, leaving Lyman alone in front of him.

Perhaps because he was unwilling to be pulled away by Cisse, the Swedish defender finally stretched out his left hand, which was Satan's left hand!

Perhaps at this moment, he just wanted to stop Cisse.

Cisse, who was running at a high speed, fell to the ground in an instant after being pulled. In fact, he never thought that the people behind him had such great strength.

Then, then the fans saw the white line underground.

At this moment, Senderos' mind went blank.

When did he run into the restricted area?

"Beep! Beep beep!"

The referee who just ran to the midfield immediately blew the whistle in his mouth, took out a red card from his pocket and ran towards Senderos.

A great man once said that death is not terrible, what is terrible is waiting for death.

Senderos is the one waiting to die.

The Swede stood stiffly where he was, waiting for that impending fact.

At this moment, Lehman was the first to rush out and shouted to the referee: "Hey, referee, that, that's not a"

With a wave of his hand, the referee pushed Lehmann aside like a boss driving away soldiers, and then ran to Senderos, holding up the ruby ​​card in his hand.

At this moment, the audience was in an uproar.

Even if the referee took out the red card long ago, even if he watched the referee approaching Senderos step by step, even so, some people still had a chance.

But now, when fantasies become reality, gun fans are killed to pieces.

"Unbelievable!"

Even Gerald had a look of disbelief when he saw this scene.

"My God, even the most famous author in the world would not dare to write like this! This is unbelievable!"

The red dot package, the shooter was sentenced to death.

Senderos' hands and feet were cold, like a wooden man, he didn't know how he got off the court.

Gun fans are not much better, from heaven to hell, just one step away.

It was as if the two teams were playing Russian roulette, but this time it was Liverpool's turn to shoot.

Cisse did it overnight, the quality of his shot was not very high, but the German judged the wrong direction.

Even Lehmann has a tendency to move a little early the instant Cisse touches the ball, but so what?
The result didn't change.

Seeing the white waves on the net, the gun fans suddenly fell into a hole in the ice.

Many fans with poor mental endurance cried their eyes red. They were still looking forward to the championship just now, but now they can only wash their faces with tears.

Gerrard finally understood why the KOPs were so crazy, it was like a drama, everything was so unbelievable.

Gerrard, who understood the cause and effect, closed his eyes and muttered softly: "Alex, Don saved the penalty, but we scored a goal!"

Under the loud urging of the referee, the Red Army players who celebrated for more than a minute finally returned to the field and stood up.

The fourth official on the sidelines held up the sign high, and there were 6 minutes of stoppage time in the final.

"Hey! Did you see that? 6 minutes to take home that goddamn trophy!"

Hearing Tang Wu's shout, other Red Army players also roared.

No one would believe that Liverpool is still thinking about scoring goals at this time, just like no one believes that Arsenal is not thinking about attacking at this time.

The moment Henry took the ball, more than four Gunners ran across the center line and ran towards the Liverpool penalty area.

Except for Cisse who went up to grab, the other members of the Red Army shrank rapidly.

After the ball came to Ashley Cole's feet, Cole looked up and swept the front field, and then directly kicked a big kick.

Pires, Van Persie, Henry and Vieira all have a Red Army defender next to them. What they have to do is to do everything possible to destroy Arsenal's offense.

Break if you can break, pull if you can't break, bump if you can't pull, shovel if you can't knock down, and would rather foul than disrupt the gunner's offensive rhythm.

Lehman and Toure stood one after the other near the middle circle of the backcourt, and even many of Liverpool's big feet were Lehman running to pick up the ball.Even if it was kicked out of bounds, Lehmann rushed over and threw the ball to Toure in a hurry.

The battle has completely entered a fierce stage. As long as the ball is still at the Gunner's feet, some Arsenal players will fall to the ground.

The Gunners didn't even bother to argue with the referee, what they needed was time and a goal!
When Tang Wu confiscated Pires' concealed low shot from the top of the penalty area, the entire stadium sighed.

"My God, Tom is amazing!"

You, the on-site commentator, also expressed admiration, "At this point, TOM is still so focused."

"If it were another goalkeeper, maybe he could barely touch the ball."

This time Pires looked up to the sky and covered his face. What he sighed was not that the goal was missed, but that Tang Wu had firmly caught it.

The damn Chinese goalkeeper lay motionless on the ground as if he had been shot, and everyone knew he was trying to delay as much as possible.

Just as the referee bowed his head to count the seconds, Tang Wucai stood up holding the ball and threw the ball in the air.

Vieira was just about to hit the top, but saw the ball kicked lightly to the side of the pitch.

Carragher received the ball almost parallel to the penalty area line, and in full view of the crowd, he returned the ball to Tang Wu.

Fan Persie gritted his teeth and had no choice but to change direction and rush towards Tang Wu.

Tang Wu didn't play tricks this time either, but directly handed the ball to Traore, who was on the other side to respond.

In this way, the Red Army started the backcourt game.

No one was protesting Liverpool's "rogue" because the Gunners' fans had already put all their energy into cheering the Gunners on.

Finally, when the three gunmen rushed forward to press down, Tang Wu finally fired a big kick.

Hey!
What a kick.

Vieira watched the ball fly over his head, and Toure jumped desperately at the top of the penalty area, grabbing the ball back to Lehmann before Cisse.

After receiving the ball, Lehmann didn't say a word, and directly kicked the forward court with a big kick.

The Gunners need to attack, need to shoot, need to score! ! !
However, Lehman's big foot kicked a little crookedly, and kicked to the right side of the midfield.

When Pires stopped the ball, he faced the crazy Red Army players.

Even if Pires still has strength, he has to pass the ball.

Under the active fighting of the Liverpool players, the two sides fell into the competition for the midfield again.

The Red Army members enjoyed themselves in the quagmire, while the gunmen became more and more anxious.

Finally, Toure found a chance and kicked forward with a big kick, which landed just five meters before the top of the Liverpool penalty area.

However, Henry still didn't seize this opportunity, and Hyypia pushed the ball sideways to Tang Wu.

Tang Wu, who was standing outside the small penalty area, faced the bouncing ball, and backed away in small steps until he retreated into the small penalty area, and then stepped on the ball to stop it.

Seeing Tang Wu's appearance, Henry gritted his back molars and rushed towards Tang Wu.

Finally, when Henry was about to step on the small penalty area line, Tang Wu bent down and hugged the ball in his arms.

"Oh shit, he's a devil!"

"Fack, squid, squid, squid!"

"Despicable, despicable and shameless villain!"

Gun fans booed.

In the 6-minute stoppage time, Zaiguang Tangwu wasted more than 30 seconds by himself.

"Tang Wu really has the style of a general!" Huang Jianxiang couldn't help sighing in front of the broadcast screen.

"That's right, Tang Wu is qualified to be the captain of Liverpool just because he is not in a hurry." Zhan Jun also responded repeatedly.

When the players on both sides were about to spark, Tang Wu still maintained a normal heart, doing what the goalkeeper at this stage would do like a robot.

He is not afraid of his opponent's eyebrows, he doesn't care about the opinions of the fans, and he is not even disturbed by the situation on the court.

When to kick what kind of ball, and under what circumstances to make a more suitable treatment.Tang Wu was like a reassurance, comforting all the Red Army players.

Benitez grinned on the sidelines. He knew that Liverpool had the last laugh in this duel.

Professor Wenger's expression was calm, showing no signs of frustration.

Arsenal, who remained unbeaten last season, have lost all four players this season, but so what?
As strong as the Red Devils, Manchester United has long since lost its fig leaf, so what if I have another Arsenal?

At this moment, Wenger just wanted to go back and seriously write a report on the introduction and training of young players to the board of directors. He really didn't want to miss players like Tang Wu.

In front of the TV, Ronaldinho was also watching the FA Cup final.

He has no sympathy for Arsenal, which is about to fail, nor is there a trace of rejoicing in his heart.

He just watched the goalkeeper who was warned by the referee with a yellow card, and secretly clenched his fists.

At this moment, it seems that young talents all over the world will imprint the name "TOM" in their hearts.Years later, reporters found that many rising stars would talk about the game in unison, about a man they wanted to "conquer".

A yellow card is just a symbolic warning.

It is impossible for the referee to send Tang Wu off because of this. This yellow card is for the Gunners players and fans, not for Tang Wu to "use".

After getting a yellow card, Tang Wu stood still for a few seconds.

Then run up and kick the ball.

When the last goal kick was kicked by Tang Wu over the Millennium Stadium in Cardiff, the referee directly blew the whistle for the end of the game.

"Beep! Beep beep!!!"

"Ula!"

The KOPs were in full swing!
At this moment, all Liverpool players, coaches, and staff rushed into the field together, lifting every Red Army member they saw standing on the field and throwing them into the air.

When Liverpool players were thrown up one after another, the fans were surprised to find that there was also a man in a white vest and elephant shorts who was thrown up.

Decades later, when a little girl asked her wheelchair-bound grandpa about the game, the old man stroked his reading glasses, "That's from a man in elephant underwear on the goal line deliberately Handball begins."

(End of this chapter)