Football: The national football team was expelled and rewarded with a long-range goal card

At this moment, the sky in Munich is green and white.

That is the color of Wolfsburg.

Seeing the fourth official holding up the sign for 6 minutes of extra time, An Lan felt that he could still fight harder.

With a two-goal lead, Wolfsburg's victory is a foregone conclusion.

But his mission is far from complete.

This is also the closest time for An Lan to fail in his mission.

Seven in and seven out and great power to create miracles were used at the beginning of the game.

Under the watchful eyes of the public, with countless high-magnification cameras staring, Red Bull drinks were simply unavailable.

In the last six minutes, teammates also began to deliberately delay time.

At 80 minutes, An Lan could still talk, but at 90 minutes, he could not find a reason for his teammates to continue to fight.

It is no exaggeration to say that among the 22 people on the field now.

Bayern gave up, and Wolfsburg delayed time.

Only An Lan still wanted to fight!

Physical strength was no longer enough to support An Lan's long-distance raid.

He thought about it and walked to Misimovic.

"Misi, give it a try. Usually you assist me, today I assist you to score one."

Misimovic immediately became interested when he heard it. He wiped the sweat from his forehead and said, "What do you mean? What tactics?"

"I will continue to break through later, and you follow me." An Lan whispered, "In the past few times, I will pass to the three of them to let Bayern relax their vigilance."

"When you really have the right time to run, I will pass to you."

"In this kind of focus battle, as our engine, how can you not show your wonderful performance?"

Misimovic immediately agreed to this and put away his lazy attitude.

Usually he is the engine of the team, but today An Lan took all the goals and assists.

Although he didn't say it, he must not be so happy in his heart.

Now that he heard that An Lan wanted to assist him, there was absolutely no reason to refuse.

Isn't it just holding on for the last six minutes!

Seeing that he agreed, An Lan took the initiative to ask for the ball after the game continued.

Due to lack of physical strength, he did not use fancy passing skills.

He simply pedaled two bicycles and used the starting speed to pass the opponent directly.

Except for the three substitutes, An Lan still had no pressure to pass the other Bayern players.

After passing the opponent again and again, An Lan dribbled forward.

Bayern's players were furious.

I have already surrendered, can't you see?

Still want to score against us?

This is just like the last few seconds of the fourth quarter of the NBA. In the case of a huge score difference, the leading team will not continue to attack.

Basically, they just stood there and wasted time.

Occasionally, there are one or two ignorant people who will be surrounded by the opponent's players in a minute.

An Lan is this kind of person now!

Seeing his momentum, Bayern's players are not so friendly.

Pushing, shoveling, small movements.

An Lan fell to the ground again and again, and got up again and again.

He passed the ball before falling to the ground every time.

But Grafite, Dzeko, and Eswein didn't seize the opportunity.

An Lan kept an eye on Misimovic.

Seeing that he followed behind every time he attacked, he was slightly relieved.

Another failed attack, Dzeko's header was firmly held by Rensing.

He knelt on the ground, covering his head, and kept muttering.

Rensing lay on the ground with his hands holding the ball, took a few deep breaths, stood up, and threw it to the defender Silva!

Now!

Finding the right time, An Lan's figure rushed out like an arrow from a string!

He gritted his teeth and sprinted with all his strength.

Silva received the ball with his back to the ball, and didn't know that An Lan rushed over to steal it.

"Behind, there is a tail!!!"

Rensing yelled, Silva reacted, but it was too late.

An Lan intercepted the ball in front of him, and Misimovic immediately rushed over from the side.

Dzeko stood up and prepared to receive the ball.

A one-on-one goalkeeper, this is a sure goal!

An Lan pretended to dribble forward, so that Ren Xin didn't know whether he was going to pass the ball or shoot.

Neither!

He was waiting for someone!

If he passed the ball to Dzeko now, it would be offside, so he could only wait for Misimovic.

He could wait, but Ren Xin couldn't.

At the critical moment of life and death, Ren Xin could only leave the goal and rush to An Lan.

An Lan didn't even look at it, and passed the ball horizontally!

"Passed it, Dzeko faced the empty goal... The pass was too strong! Dzeko didn't catch it!"

"No! An Lan didn't pass it to him, but to Misimovic who came over!"

"Empty goal! This pass was very comfortable, Misimovic shot directly!"

"The ball went in!"

"Gooooooooal!!! Misimovic!"

"An Lan could have played this ball himself, but he chose to pass it selflessly."

"8 to 5, 8 to 5! An Lan directed and acted in this game! "

"He is the master of today, 4 goals and 4 assists! My God, it's like God descended to earth!"

"Now you say he is the son of God, I believe it! Because this is a miracle that humans cannot do!"

"Gooooooal!"

The whole world is boiling!

The commentators of countless countries who broadcast this game live are shouting heartbreakingly.

Fast break, equalizer, midfield buzzer-beater, final buzzer-beater.

God descended to earth, 4 goals and 4 assists.

All the elements are complete, classic to the point of being classic.

It can be said that this game benefited not only the players.

Even for these commentators, this game will be their future bragging topic.

Just imagine, when someone counts the classic Bundesliga games several years later.

You smiled slightly and said calmly: "When this game was broadcast live in our country, I was the commentator! ”

The cards are full!

After scoring the goal, Misimovic ran to An Lan quickly and hugged him tightly.

“Thank you, brother! Thank you so much!”

“I thought you would take such a good opportunity yourself and give it to Dzeko, but I didn’t expect you to wait for me.”

“I shouldn’t have hesitated. I didn’t react until I saw you wasting time. "

Misimovic was talking nonsense and incoherent, which showed how excited he was.

Lensing sat on the ground helplessly, his eyes were dull.

If An Lan had chosen to shoot directly, he could still say that he had made the right judgment by taking the initiative.

But An Lan chose to pass the ball.

Even if it was not his fault, he still made a wrong judgment.

An Lan has the ability and can score goals. He is usually said to be unique.

But in this game, he could have scored five goals.

But he passed the ball.

This is a real leader-level player.

How old is he?

Lensing recalled An Lan's information.

Oh.

17 years old.

Really young.

Many teammates gathered around An Lan.

Dzeko walked over with a smile and complained: "An Lan, why don't you pass it to me?"

Before An Lan could speak, Misimovic spoke first: "I told An Lan that buddy has been passing the ball for a lifetime, can't he enjoy it?"

"Yes, yes, yes! "

Dzeko immediately put his arm around Misimovic's shoulders.

This is the big man in the midfield, who controls the right to deliver ammunition. He can't afford to offend him!