I am a giant in football

Chapter 55 Substitution

Then number 7 immediately ran back...

He didn't dare to confront Morrison anymore, he didn't know what other asshole-less things this guy could do.

It's beyond imagination!

After receiving the pass, No. 10 shook his head at No. 7 incomprehensibly:
"Hey... what are you doing!"

But No. 7 will ignore him.Could it be that the big wretch on the other side exploded his ass with you?
Seeing that No. 7 ignored him, No. 10 could only shout at No. 8 next to him:
"Cross screen, you handle the ball!"

No. 8, who heard the order, nodded: "Yeah!"

Then No. 10 flicked his right foot lightly, and the ball flew to No. 8's feet.

And Cook in front had already rushed over after getting the ball on the 8th.

In an instant, No. 10 had already rushed over, throwing off the defenders and rushed to the vicinity of the middle circle.

No. 8 immediately sent the ball out...

Cook saw that the No. 8 he was defending dared to pass the ball, and immediately intercepted the ball with a sliding tackle!
However, the ball passed on the 8th was a bit high, and Cook could only lie helplessly on the ground and sigh:
"Just a little bit, just a little bit faster."

No. 10, who got the ball, had already spotted the center No. 9 and went down. After observing the situation, he chose a long pass, and the ball flew past the two defenders in the middle of Sheffield United.

No. 9 saw the ball flying towards him, without any hesitation, he was ready to stop the ball with his head first.

And Basham, who was defending him, also saw this situation, followed up, and stuck to him tightly with his body!
Number 9 suddenly felt as if his back had been hit violently, and he even fell forward with his body!
As a last resort, he had no choice but to grab Basham's chest with his crutches, making it difficult for him to jump.

Sure enough, his method was still effective. The moment the ball flew over, he and Basham took off at the same time, but Basham did not jump as high as him.

Because Basham got stuck as soon as he jumped up, and it didn't work if he tried to push up.

This scene was not seen by the referee, but was seen by the fans in the stands:

"foul……"

"Number 9 abducted someone by hand..."

The few fans I saw in the stands were holding Sheffield United's cheering signs and fell angrily, feeling as if they were going to kill No. 9.

However, No. 9 does have a good psychological endurance and has not been disturbed!

The body in the air knocked the ball firmly with his head, and the ball fell in front of his feet in free fall.

Immediately afterwards, he turned around and shot the ball, so fast that Basham didn't even react, and he had already thrown it away.

The ball immediately became a threat,

"Single sword... single sword..."

"Rochdale's No. 9 successfully threw off Basham and directly formed the most threatening one-handed goal."

"Will he succeed in going to the meeting alone this time?"

The fans in the stands saw that there was a single-handed fight, and they were so nervous that they didn't dare to breathe for a while!
"Grandpa Miranda...Grandpa, will this ball...go...go in?"

Xenia, who was sitting on the side, didn't dare to speak loudly when she spoke, her eyes were full of worry!
At this time, a man next to them said:
"This ball, No. 9 can score me and eat shit!"

Very confident when I say...

No. 9 rushed outside the penalty area in less than three seconds, thinking about how to deal with the ball while rushing:
"Do I shoot the upper right corner? Or the lower left corner?"

Seeing the goalkeeper moving in front of him, No. 9 gritted his teeth:

"Give him a [low flat ball] to taste, it should be delicious..."

Fulton was a little flustered when he saw that this guy was so close to him and didn't shoot. He thought wildly in his mind:

"It should be a high ball, is it the upper left corner?"

"No, judging from his trajectory, it should be shot in the upper right corner!"

The goalkeeper's face was colorful and panicked.

"Boom..."

No. 9 finally kicked the past vigorously with his right foot!

It’s just that it’s different from what Fulton thought, this ball is not a high goal, but a [low flat ball] that spins and rolls past the lawn...

"Can't go in, can't go in..."

"Don't go in..."

The fans looked at the shot and prayed with their hands!

Fulton thought it was a high ball, and made a mistake in judgment. When the ball flew over, he jumped to the left to catch the ball. The direction was right, and the result was a tragedy.

The ball rolled under him and he still hadn't hit the ground!

Seeing this situation, No. 9 has turned around and is ready to celebrate.

He also raised his hands, for fear that everyone would not know that it was his shot.

But accidents always happen unexpectedly.
"Snapped……"

A voice that does not belong to the goal came from behind No. 9.

Feeling strange, he turned around and looked:
"fake..."

"NO..."

"how is this possible!"

He held his head in disbelief as the ball bounced back.

It turned out that the ball was too low just now, and the friction was increased against the lawn, causing the ball to roll out, and there was a deviation.

The must-hit ball hit the post and bounced back.

Although I couldn't believe it, No. 9 rushed to the landing point of the rebound for the first time.

While the opponent's goalkeeper was still eating shit on the ground, he kicked him hard again.

This time he chose to shoot the high ball!

When the fans closest to the goal saw this scene, their resurgent hearts became gloomy again.

"If you can't shoot, you definitely won't get in!"

Then the fans yelled at the goalkeeper:

"Get up, goalkeeper... stop his ball!"

"Get up quickly! Go up!"

But the goalkeeper has just gotten up, and it is impossible to save the ball!
The fans in the stands have closed their eyes, not daring to look at what is about to happen.

It's just that some unbelieving fans opened their eyes wide, trying to control the ball with their minds:
"Stop...stop...stop!"

There are still movements in the hands, as if by magic!
"That is?"

"It actually blocked..."

"The ball didn't go in, it didn't go in!"

The fan shouted loudly, heart-piercing!
And he quickly took off his shirt and began to jump up on the spot, shaking his clothes while jumping and shouting:

"The goal is not scored, God is resurrected!"

The moment the ball flew out, Basham, who had just defended No. 9, rushed over. When the ball was spinning at a high speed, Basham was sure to hit it!
Using his signature sliding tackle, he sliced ​​away the must-go ball.

The ball flew into the distance, and was picked up by Fulton, who had just got up, and held it tightly in his arms.

One second in heaven and one second in hell, it is about No. 9 who is standing there blankly at this moment!
He never imagined that there could be so many unexpected situations in one ball!
Almost twists and turns...

"Basham...Basham..."

"God...God..."

I don't know who suddenly yelled, and immediately after that, the entire Balamore Lane Stadium was chanting a person's name:
"Basham..."

Fans celebrate the ball.Hugging each other, even undressing to celebrate.

"So handsome, he is my male god!" Xenia's big eyes lit up, looking at the man lying flat on the ground.

Miranda patted her head very kindly!

Zach on the other side has disappeared, and he should have gone to another place to celebrate.

"I don't need to eat shit...yes..."

"Basham I love you to death,"

Suddenly a voice came from beside them!
It was the man who boasted just now.

"Hehehehe..."

Xenia smiled with her mouth covered!

　There is always a little improvement every day. Yumeng learns some skills with heart every day, just to present more exciting pictures to the adults.

　　As I work hard, can I get support from those who are equally hardworking?

　　I will speed up the pace later, 100 chapters of the British Championship, 150 chapters of the Premier League!I hope it won't make you feel too fast.But that's expected, it could be faster!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)