football's most handsome

Overtime.

It's an unsettling word for both France and Portugal.

Three ten minutes of overtime means that both teams also have a first-line chance, and it also means that both sides have to endure three ten minutes of torture, which is a great physical and psychological test for the players of both teams.

It can be said that in the end, the two teams were completely overdrawing themselves to fight desperately.

During the short break, the faces of the Portuguese players were obviously tired. Cristiano supported his knees and took a few deep breaths. When he looked up, he happened to meet his own captain who was moving with some difficulty. own shoulders.

"Captain, are you okay?"

Figo turned around in surprise when he heard this sentence, and then nodded: "I can still persist, don't worry."

Cristiano couldn't help frowning: "Captain, when you get older, you must have the self-consciousness of being older, don't force yourself so much."

"..." Figo suddenly felt that he had endless power.

He wants to hit people.

And he beat his teammates.

Juan also saw Figo's very dangerous expression, he sighed lightly and came up to stop him: "Forget it, captain, this is Portugal's hope for the future, and it will be difficult to explain to the country after being killed."

Figo almost didn't pick it up - to be honest, he still hasn't figured out why the future treasure of Portuguese football has such a character. The reason why this guy didn't get beaten to death when he went out was because others looked at him Is it good looking?

But at this moment, since Juan deliberately stopped him, he didn't bother to pay attention to the kid Cristiano.

... At worst, he should go farther away!

Cristiano didn't notice it, and still looked at the back of his captain leaving with great concern: "Juan, let's help him share a little bit later."

"?" Juan was full of question marks, "What did you just say, why is Louis so popular?"

"I didn't say anything..."

When the game started again, Juan looked at his captain full of 12 sympathies.

... Being violently attacked by the younger generation of his own national team is too old, no one can bear it.

Fortunately, this is the game, otherwise Juan is not sure if he can stop Figo...

In the second minute of overtime, Cristiano tried an attack. He volleyed directly from the penalty area line on the right. However, Makelele returned to the defense in time and directly blocked the football. Then Postiga It was almost at the same position, but this time it was destroyed by Sagnol stretching his legs, and Figo made a supplementary shot 20 meters in front of the goal.

"Portugal showed absolute fighting spirit at the beginning of extra time, especially their No. 17 Cristiano Ronaldo, he is obviously full of enthusiasm for shooting, hope he can open the situation for Portugal!"

Figo was a little helpless and moved to find that the young man did not break his promise, he was really taking on Figo's work at this moment, and he was doing his best no matter in breakthrough or offense.

The most rare thing is that the young man didn't let go of what he should do for this, passing the ball accurately, which made Figo even more emotional.

The term "hope for the future" to describe him may not be long before "future" will be removed.

In the 5th minute of extra time, Cristiano made a cross to Postiga. After receiving the ball, Postiga took a long shot with his right foot in front of the goal. Unfortunately, the football missed the far post.

France finally took a breather from Portugal's strong offensive, and immediately launched a long-planned continuous attack.

Thuram broke into the right side of the penalty area and wanted to pass Zidane back, but Miguel directly lifted the ball with Wiltord's body on his shoulders.

Juan couldn't help feeling sorry for Miguel when he watched from behind - in order to head the ball away, he took an elbow accidentally by Wiltord.

The referee was unmoved by this and the game continued.

From where Miguel and Wiltord fought, the football was pushed into no man's land, and Cristiano quickly stepped up.

It has been a long time since he ran so deep in his own half, but he was serious about fulfilling his previous obligations as his boss and began to return to defense.

... Although I have to say that the young man's defensive skills are really not very good.

But obviously at this time, as long as you rush to the back, there will be no small "surprise"!

There was still a sense of unreality when Cristiano rushed to catch the ball.

Sure enough, it's a pleasant surprise to run back after nothing!

Cristiano just looked up and saw Juan, and before the French players came up, he sent the ball very quickly.

When Juan received the ball, his reaction was very fast. He didn't even look in front of him, and directly took the football forward and accelerated!

Cristiano was still waiting for Juan to give some instructions, but he just watched his squad leader rushing forward with the ball. He opened his mouth subconsciously and accelerated his speed at the same time.

Juan, don't take you like this! !Give a little hint or something! ?

Obviously, such an acceleration by Juan not only scared Cristiano, but also the French team.

They also almost scolded at the same time: I have never seen such a person, who doesn't even give their teammates a look, so that they have no basis for judging their opponents!

However, this did have a miraculous effect. Even his own teammates didn't keep up, so naturally there was no need to talk about other people. Therefore, when the Portuguese team was half a beat behind and the French team was a little behind, only Cristiano followed. Following Juan's pace, the two rushed to the French half!

"Juan! Juan!! He and Cristiano are really amazing. Is this what they discussed in private? The attack speed of these two people is really too fast!!"

Juan's speed is not slow, and so is Cristiano. The running of the two also drove the reaction of Portugal's frontcourt. Although the teammates who were far away saw the two rushing over at the same time, although they were slightly Surprised, but as a striker, he quickly reacted.

Portugal started their quick counterattack in the frontcourt, and they are very dominant, playing more and playing less! !

When Juan caught up with Postiga, Postiga showed him a somewhat surprised smile, and Juan even had time to give him the same smile back.

To be honest, in fact, Postiga can return to the national team, and the sequence in the team is still ahead of Quaresma, neither Juan nor Postiga himself expected.

After all, Postiga was fine at the beginning, but then he was recuperating for half a year. He left football for at least half a year before returning.

But fortunately, the young man performed very well after he came back, especially in terms of energy and spirit. Compared with before leaving football, he is much more positive. Juan is very pleased about this.

Portugal has no shortage of talent.

However, many geniuses are also problem children, even Juan and Cristiano, but they each have a very good teacher, so at the beginning they have adjusted themselves and set themselves on the right path Let's go.

In contrast, Postiga and Quaresma are a bit of a taste of driving high and low.

Especially Quaresma-if you have to say that Quaresma is worse than Postiga, it may be that his starting point at the beginning was too high.

Barcelona, ​​the top club in the world.

Although he was on the bench there for a whole year and barely played, it allowed him to see a bigger world after all.

Getting along with those teammates probably gave him a lot of emotion. People who have seen the sky can easily feel that they belong to that sky. Therefore, in terms of his own mentality, he is actually better than being injured and recuperating, almost Nirvana of Postiga.

For Postiga, the injuries and grievances he has suffered are all the most precious treasures in his life, and they are also the beginning of his transformation.

Juan was an eyewitness to this transformation, and it could even be said that he had a hand in it, so Juan was the happiest about his change.

At least he knows that even without him, Portugal will have a fighter who can fight side by side with everyone in the future.

This time, playing more and playing less was completely unexpected by the French team, not even Makelele, so these three people easily broke through, but fortunately, he reacted quickly and stopped Faye. Ge.

Figo: ...? ? ?

Portugal's captain felt like crying. To be honest, he never expected that the three main attackers would be let go. He, the wingman, might even be stopped to watch the fun!

Brother, we were teammates in the club anyway, can you stop treating me like this?

There was nowhere to express the grief and indignation in Figo's heart. Makelele's seemingly simple and honest face made him a little confused about how to complain, and in the end he could only sullenly find a way to break through.

In contrast, Juan, Cristiano and Postiga are very noisy in other people's penalty areas.

You know, the core of France is Zidane, and Zidane's style of play is notoriously elegant.

In other words... just slow.

Although it is not that he did not preside over a lot of quick counterattacks when he was in Real Madrid in the past, he also caused many opponents to complain, but at this time, we need to pay attention.

Who was Zidane's teammate with in Real Madrid?

Ronaldo, Owen, Figo... Anyway, there is Raul, everyone is not slow, and they can fully make up for his own speed.

In comparison, what about Zidane's teammates in the national team?

Wiltord and Vieira who are half the same as Zidane, Makelele who is slower than Zidane, and Saha who is slightly faster than Zidane...

The only faster Henry has been replaced by Domenech because of his poor condition. How can they chase after him?

However, the French team obviously also has its own special skills. They want to use the encirclement to solve the biggest problem at present-the ball holder, Juan Diaz.

Naturally, Juan will not be solved so easily. In fact, he even realized Zidane's ideas faster than the players of the French team.

Qi Zu's gaze is indeed very concealed, but I have to say that if you want people to know, you have to do nothing, so Juan even hid his own teammates when he attacked, just to make the other party not realize what he wants to do.

He believes in the tacit understanding between him and Cristiano. They were already invincible when they were in the youth team!

And Postiga understood it quickly, and I have to say that this is really a gratifying thing for Juan.

When the French team wanted to surround Juan secretly, he himself looked up very leisurely.

Even Xianxin and Postigalai passed the ball to each other with both feet, and the movements were so light that they ignored the French midfielder.

Is France's midfield that weak?

No.

It's just that the route they chose when the three of them rushed in was really good, and there were only three people who were close to them in the backcourt.

Thuram, Gala, Govou.

Thuram is the only one who can pose a threat to them. The other two are either not good at defending or can't catch up with their speed. Juan can indeed be so relaxed.

What's more, he and Postiga almost played the French midfielder and backcourt. Originally, these people rushed directly to want a foul to knock them down, but neither Postiga nor Hu Ann has a special set of skills to prevent being fouled.

——This is La Coruña's unique skill!

Along with this, there is also a piece of "How to ask for the treatment you deserve after being fouled"...

The ease of Juan and Postiga obviously made many French players and fans very upset. A lot of abuse was uploaded from the stage, but both Juan and Postiga directly regarded it as a breeze.

Just kidding, who hasn't been scolded by an opponent as a professional player?

It can be said that offensive players like them can only prove one thing if they have not been scolded by their opponents——

Kicked so badly!

The abuse of the opponent is their highest level of praise!

... Of course, this does not mean that they like to be scolded.

Who likes being scolded and scolded?

If you curse like hell, let's get back to another place, shall we?

Juan raised his head and smiled at Thuram in front of him - he was already the last checkpoint in front of him except Butters.

His appearance made Thuram, who was about to come to grab the ball, feel a chill.

Afterwards, he only felt a gust of wind blowing towards his face!

Thuram only had time to turn his head and stare at the goal!

To his relief, his goalkeeper Butters was relatively reliable at this time. Juan's low shot on the left penalty area line did not penetrate the French team's goal, but was blocked.

……wrong.

Butters is out!

He failed to hold the football!

Thuram's heart beat fast, because he knew that Juan did not come alone.

He still has two teammates!

A fiery red figure rushed towards the goal like a wind, and under Butters' and Thuram's wide-eyed expressions, they landed on the football very lightly!

The football changed its direction, turned around happily and rushed towards the goal!

Butters stared in the direction of the football, his eyes widened with sweat, and he stretched out his feet with all his strength in an attempt to stop the football!

What made him feel cold was that he failed to touch football.

Instead, the cheers of the Portuguese fans and the almost dizzying red wave.

Butters fell to the ground, watching the sneakers turn and run towards the blond figure with open arms in the distance, the big number 17 on the back stung his eyes.

"Gooooal!!! Ronaldo!!!" The commentator was obviously very excited, he almost jumped off the table and laughed, "Juan's low shot was very abrupt. If you miss it like this, we still have teammates!"

"That's right! When we saw the goal miss, we all thought that Portugal's offense was over, but no one thought..."

Cristiano pounced on Juan. He was so excited that his whole face turned red, and he even opened his mouth to scream when he ran over. Juan smiled and opened his hands, allowing the young man to jump directly on top of him.

"Juan!! We won!!" Cristiano yelled while hugging Juan's head, then straightened up and waved his fist at the fans, looking very high-spirited.

... Juan, whom he regarded as the cornerstone of human flesh, chuckled: "Is that why you jumped over?"

"Isn't it worth being happy?!" Cristiano blinked.

At this time, Postiga had already rushed over to join the celebration, but before he rushed over, he had already heard Juan's chilly voice.

"I would have been happy if the goal had been five minutes earlier... But extra time is not over yet, so you can't be careless."

Postiga shivered for a moment, and silently stepped forward to pat Cristiano who had jumped off Juan as comfort.

The young man rushed over with enthusiasm and was poured cold water. At this moment, he must feel very uncomfortable. After all, it was a goal. How could Juan...

"Got it!" Cristiano showed a big smile on his face, and with a smile, he pulled Postiga over and hugged him in his arms, and looked up at Juan: "Just look at us!"

Juan opened his mouth looking at his appearance at this time, and then couldn't help but shook his head with a smile.

Portugal's goal almost made France desperate.

In the first half of the extra time, both the French team and the French fans went crazy. It seemed that they wanted to tear Portugal into pieces. At this time, Juan did not step forward again, but Anan mobilized his own team Defensively in the backcourt.

Coach Scolari adjusted Portugal very well defensively. It can be said that if it were not for Scolari’s adjustment, Portugal might fall into an embarrassing situation where there are only strong midfielders but no outstanding talents in the front and back. .

Of course, Portugal now also has an attacking midfielder as a support, so at least at this time, they can fight the French team with all their strength, instead of blindly defending.

There was no second goal in the first half, and the French team was obviously a little hysterical when they changed sides to fight again. When Wiltord headed back, Saha continuously changed lines and broke into the right side of Portugal's penalty area!

The fans at the scene exclaimed - Saha was uprooted by Valente!

Many fans of the French team jumped up immediately: "Red card! Penalty kick!"

"Send him off!!"

"Send off Valente!"

The referee was unmoved by this, and then the slow motion showed that Valente did touch the football first, not Saha's leg.

In this regard, the Portuguese fans breathed a sigh of relief.

They still have to bring their precious defender to the finals!

If there is a lack of a defensive general at this time, they will have to work a lot!

Sagnol couldn't help rushing over to complain to the referee, as if he was too loud and lacking enough respect, the referee glanced at him, frowned, and started digging things out of his pockets.

Sagnol opened his mouth and covered his head: "Wait, sir, you can't..."

"I can." The referee replied sternly, and then ruthlessly raised the yellow card in his hand.

"Wow... Samuel got a yellow card for protesting to the referee, it's not worth the candle..."

However, the schadenfreude of the Portuguese fans did not last long, and something depressing happened to them—five minutes later, Juan made a diagonal pass from the right, and Postiga headed into the far corner from 5 meters in front of the goal. But the assistant referee raised the flag at the same time, offside.

After 2 minutes, Juan found another chance to cross from the right. Postiga caught the ball and shook his head only 12 meters away from the goal. However, the ball was firmly embraced by Butters who had been prepared in the arms.

Seeing that the final time is approaching, everyone in Portugal breathed a sigh of relief, especially Figo, who seemed to have begun to slow down and prepare to squeeze his shoulders to end the game.

He has indeed endured it for a while, and he must receive emergency treatment when he is off the court, otherwise he may not even be able to pass the pre-match physical examination in the next final, which is obviously unacceptable to him.

However, at this moment, Juan felt a chill in his heart.

He didn't know where this bad premonition came from, but he subconsciously began to look around the field.

At this moment, the football is at Deco's feet, and he is already directing the running position in front of him, obviously planning to use his feet to delay the time to the end.

However, someone seems to be moving around him.

When Juan saw the figure of that person, his heart stopped beating.

Zidane... Zidane!