I am Chuqiu Wang

Chapter 65

"Both sides have no substitutions. This is a huge test for many players."

"Although they all replenished their energy during the short rest period, the fatigue of their muscles will not lie. It can be seen that their movements have obviously deformed to a certain extent."

"Delhomeo, who scored an own goal, stood in the penalty area again. He is still the pinnacle of Metz's defense."

"I was so sad to see his crying just now. This may be the closest time in his career to the trophy. Fortunately, he is back."

Del Homeo cleared with a header, and Julian Francois evaded the opponent's press and gave it to the right.

"Alay!"

Pjanic sent it diagonally, and the ball circled behind John Micoud with an arc. Wang Hao immediately poked the ball a few meters away after receiving the ball, and accelerated across the half court to attack the Bordeaux goal.

"Alai!!! Could it be another wonderful long-distance raid?"

Delecroix's tone was full of excitement.

Wang Xie touched the ball for the second time and pushed the ball a few meters away. He used his speed to overpower Julian Fobert. He appeared on the left, and no one could cooperate with him in the middle. When he dialed, he cut into the penalty area, and was pushed to the ground by the opponent.

beep—

Forbert has received a yellow card.

There were deafening boos from the Stade de France, and even some Bordeaux fans wanted to see if Wang He could replicate the miraculous performance just now.

Wang Hao took Pjanic's hand to get up, and quickly ambush to the top of the arc in the penalty area.

After a discussion with Ludovic Obranik, Pjanic took the penalty.

The free kick taken by Pjanic is of high quality. Even though the angle on the left side of the penalty area is very small, the ball still flies straight to the goal with an exaggerated arc.

Snapped,
Ulrich Lame blocks the tricky shot, Frank Judith evades Wang Hao and puts the ball in front, John Micoud sends a quick over-the-head pass, Giuseppe Fernando The left sideline dribbled the ball and launched an impact.

Wang Hao pinched his waist to watch Liberia tackle the ball out of the baseline, and finally heaved a sigh of relief.

He is not going to go back to defend and defend. The time of overtime is not short, and he cannot waste precious energy.

Fernando took the corner, it was still Del Homeo, the captain of Metz overwhelmed the two Bordeaux strikers and headed the ball out of the penalty area. Del steals and immediately counterattacks on the spot. The two entangled on the left for a long time, and finally the ball hit Wendell's feet and went out of the baseline.

"Metz's quick counterattack failed, but Del Homeo's performance just now is still eye-catching."

"Except for the own goal, Captain Metz's performance is remarkable. In this game, he scored 8 times, succeeded 7 times, and tackled 3 times. The success rate is [-]%. If there is no such own goal, his post-match score may be lower. It's second overall."

"As for number one, it must be Alai!"

The two sides failed to succeed several times in a row, the rhythm of the game inevitably slowed down, and both sides consumed a lot of energy. At this time, it is tantamount to wishing to attack continuously. Players from both sides returned to their own half to defend firmly. Only two or three players will kill the other half.

The 15 minutes of the first half of overtime passed quickly.

Even after replenishing water and electrolytes, both sides did not improve much in terms of offense. Even Wang Wei, who played in the second half, felt his sore body protesting constantly, let alone those players who played for more than 100 minutes.

In the 112th minute, Wendell made a 45-degree cross. Chamark in front of the goal sprained his ankle after taking off and landing. Bordeaux was forced to fight with one less player.

This change caused the two sides to switch offense and defense. Bordeaux originally had four forwards with weak midfield and backcourt. Now there is one less player. It is impossible for Metz to give up such a good opportunity.

After receiving the ball from the left, Wang He suddenly increased his speed and left Mikud behind.

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He moved sideways to the right, Pjanic flew to unload the ball and immediately sent the ball to the goal. Jonathan Valasiak was pushed to the ground by the opponent in an instant, but the referee did not say anything.

Erwin Pixiello's performance annoyed the Metz fans, and the curses of "black whistle" and "received money" filled the entire stadium.

"It's definitely a penalty."

"After the game, the referee should take a good look at the video. If Metz loses the game, he is behind the scenes and ruined Metz's magical season!"

At this time, Delecroix has forgotten that he should remain neutral. After all, the commentator is also human. Seeing Metz's performance today, it is hard not to hope that this magical second-tier team will win the championship trophy in the end.

Deschamps shook his head silently.

He now also hopes that Metz can win the game, but who made him a Bordeaux veteran? Even if he only played for one year, this status cannot be changed.

Next, Metz had another great chance, but Jonathan Valasiak slipped and knelt in front of the goal when he faced the empty goal and missed the opportunity.

"Looks like it's going to be a penalty kick."

"Penalty kicks are a huge test of the psychological quality of both sides. What I hate the most is penalty shootouts. When I watch penalty shootouts, I always feel that I will suffocate. This kind of atmosphere is too difficult."

When the referee blew the whistle for the end of the regular time of the game, the players of both sides immediately returned to the sidelines to replenish their energy and listen to the arrangements of the coaching staff.

"Pascal, did you take the penalty after Allais?"

asked Tadio.

He was worried that the own goal just now affected Del Homeo's mentality. Originally, he was not going to let Del Homeo take a penalty kick, but Captain Metz's character would never agree, so he hoped that Wang Xuan could make a good start. , so that Captain Mace can relax a bit.

Del Homeo decisively refused: "I am the first!"

Seeing his serious expression, Tadio didn't say much: "Then Alai's second penalty kick, Miralem's third, Jonathan's fourth, and Papp's fifth. One is Julian..."

Players from both sides returned to the court, and the brutal penalty shootout finally began.

After a run-up, Del Homeo made it in one go and sent the ball to the right foot of the goal.

Micoud of Bordeaux also made a penalty, 1:1.

Now the pressure is on Wang Ji, this is the first time in his career that he has entered a penalty shootout, and the next kick may determine the ownership of the championship trophy.

He subconsciously looked towards the stands, and then placed the ball on the penalty spot.

After hearing the whistle, Wang Hao started to run.

boom,
Duang, the sound of the ball hitting the post made his heart stop for half a second. Fortunately, it hit the inside of the post and the ball bounced into the goal again.

"Alai's foot is too hard, and I'm worried that he might jerk off. It's really dangerous."

"Wendel also made a penalty and the score came to 2:2..."

Wang Ji smiled at Pjanic: "Don't be nervous."

"Do not worry!"

Pjanic was full of confidence, but kicked the ball away with one kick. There was a slight fluctuation in the tense and dignified Stade de France. Pjanic was already in tears when he turned around...

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　Thanks to ckccx and life idlers for their rewards.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)