naaapseattle Chapter 485 Liberation
Chapter 485 Liberation
Chapter 485 Liberation
"Owen!"
"It's Owen!"
"It's Michael Owen!"
Everyone at Anfield stared wide-eyed, looking at the familiar figure in the unfamiliar jersey, with mixed feelings in their hearts.
Many girl fans clenched their fists and covered their lips, staring wide-eyed not daring to miss a single frame.
This scene could not be more clear: Owen single-handedly!
A simple sentence was translated into more than a dozen languages and broadcast on the screens of more than 70 countries around the world that followed the game.
Everyone is watching the former king of Anfield, looking forward to his next move.
Babayaro's long pass just happened to land on the forefoot of Owen's right foot, and the bounce fell two meters in front of Owen.Rather than saying that Baba Yaluo's long pass is accurate, it is better to say that at that moment, Irving had already reached the ball's landing point.
In the entire Liverpool half, apart from Carragher, who had just come off the top, and Finnan, who was desperately chasing back, only Owen and Tang Wu were left.
One-on-one game, striker and goalkeeper fight!
For Owen, there is only one map in front of him.
As for Tang Wu, it was just a stumbling block in his journey.
In the eyes of top strikers, the top goalkeeper is this role!
All Liverpool fans raised their hearts to their throats. They couldn't imagine that in an inadvertent mistake, Newcastle's sharpest striker actually took the ball to face Liverpool's goalkeeper.
"Oh sweetie! TOM? TOM!"
The fans silently recited Tang Wu's name, showing a hint of sadness.
That is sympathy for the weak.
Will TOM hold the ball?
Some people look forward to miracles, but more people send out concern.
Owen, who stopped the ball at the top of the arc in the middle circle, had an obvious deceleration after jumping up. He needed to stretch his legs to catch the ball that fell in the air.
At this moment, he had to take off, tense his legs and feet, adjust his body shape, and make predictions.
Tang Wu's eyes flashed, and the Liverpool goalkeeper, who had retreated to the top of the penalty area a few meters away, suddenly stepped forward with both feet and strode forward.
This is the best time!
It is also the last chance!
Owen is in a deceleration state, no matter how fast the chasing boy goes from deceleration to acceleration, it will take a little time.
This time is Tang Wu's last chance.
At this moment, for Tang Wu, there was not much he could do.
When Chasing the Wind is at full speed, it doesn't matter whether Tang Wu is in front of him or not.
Whether it's shooting or flirting, with Owen's ability, it's not a problem to hit three Tang Wu.
Tang Wu also saw this, so he rushed forward recklessly.
The probability of keeping the goal has infinitely approached 0, Tang Wu has to make a final fight for his duty!
"Woo~~~"
The sudden strong wind blocked the exclamation of the KOP gate in the stands.
Out of the corner of his eye, he caught Tang Wu who was shoveling on the ground. With a flick of his right foot, Owen flicked the ball from the front right of his body, from behind his left leg to the left side of his body.
This variation of Cruyff's turning skill can be done by almost every striker.
In the face of a stalker who is relentless and relentless, this trick can't be more applicable.
At this second, Owen seems to have become a master of time.
He could clearly capture the raindrops falling from the sky, and he could also see Tang Wu gritted his teeth and slid past him frame by frame.
Carragher had just landed and was still adjusting his balance and turning around, and Finnan had just chased past the center line.Tang Wu, known as the last iron gate of Liverpool, just fell to the ground and slid past.
Owen turned his head and grinned at the corner of his mouth, as if to say: At this time, do you still want to foul?
On that rainy day two years ago, Owen passed Tang Wu with ease.But Tang Wu grabbed Owen's ankle with the last bit of strength, preventing Owen from making a final kick.
Now, Liverpool are two goals ahead, and there is not much time left in the game.
The Christmas-New Year's Day schedule is so dense and important, Owen does not believe that Tang Wu will commit a tactical foul so far away from the goal for an insignificant goal.
Two years ago, Tang Wu's foul made him famous; two years later, if he still does this, it will only make Owen look down on him.
In the infinitely slowing time, Owen smiled slightly when he saw Tang Wu's slowly extending hands.
After pushing the ball forward with the left foot, the body quickly moves laterally.Owen used the shortest time and the fastest pace to stay away from Tang Wu in the first place.
Do you still think it was me two years ago?
If you want to make small moves, how could I not be prepared?
After taking a step obliquely forward, there were only continuous dripping raindrops and an empty gate in front of Owen.
Two years ago, it was Chelsea's gate; two years later, it was Liverpool's gate.
Owen's thoughts went back and forth several times in two years, and finally, he no longer hesitated.
Both Chelsea and Liverpool are Tang Wu's gates, aren't they?
At this moment, Owen was like a traveler who had been lost in the dark for a long time and finally saw the light!
"Oh!"
Under the gaze of 4 people, Michael Owen raised his left foot and pushed the ball hard into the air.He used the name of Mr. Golden Ball as a bet, the goal will undoubtedly be scored!
call!
Owen lowered his arms and looked at the ball going away from him. His heavy body seemed to be much lighter.
it's over!
everything is over!
The two-year nightmare is over at this moment!
Although it was an insignificant goal for Newcastle, it was a complete relief for Owen, who had been tortured for two years.
For two years, Irving has been living in the same nightmare.
Every rainy day, his thoughts would drift out of the Iberian Peninsula, across the English Channel, to Stamford Bridge.His body was hanging in the air, with his big head down, and Tang Wu was holding the fateful ankle tightly in his hands.In his blurred vision, the black and white ball and the empty gate were getting farther and farther away from him until they were out of reach.
Now, everything is clear.
The black and white elf flying in reality is spreading its wings and flying towards the gate of Liverpool.
Bearing Owen's resentment for the past two years, let's end it here at this moment!
Owen no longer cares about victory, nor does he care whether this ball will bring Newcastle the hope of equalizing.
He only knew that after he passed Tang Wu, there was an unprecedented peace in his heart.
He is relieved.
Just when Owen took a long breath and let go of the burden of two years and the fatigue of nearly 10 minutes, he suddenly heard the sound of splashing water behind him.
He didn't look back, but a picture appeared in his mind.
Red sneakers, stepping on the Anfield grass puddles.
"what?"
"This is impossible!"
Before Owen could turn his head, a black figure rushed to his side.At that moment, he was hit by a high-speed train.
Tom? ? ?
(End of this chapter)