Chapter 282 Keeping God in Anfield
Chapter 282 Keeping God in Anfield
Chapter 282 Keeping God in Anfield
lob?low ball?
Front point? Mid point?Later?
It doesn't matter!
In the slow singing of "You'll Never Walk Alone", Alonso made a very confusing gesture.Before anyone else could react, they ran towards the ball.
The position of the free kick is just in front of the right sideline, and the straight-line distance from the baseline is only about five or six meters. This position is destined to be a pass.
But it is worth noting that not only Alonso, captain Gerrard also stood in front of the ball.
Alonso seems to be telling his teammates with his raised hands that I want to kick a high ball in the middle.
But when he ran over the ball, even Tang Wu, almost all other players were shaken by the Spaniard.
What is he doing?
Everyone at Anfield has this question.
The crowd in the penalty area was already chaotic, the original standing and running positions were disrupted by Alonso, and even the marking players around many players were replaced by other people.
Gerrard's eyes lit up, and he flew a kick right behind Alonso, looping the ball to the middle.
The fast, non-spinning outspin pinned Olympia Cisco's goalkeeper to the goal line, making him afraid to act rashly.And below its flight path, it also crossed Hyypia, Riise, Nunes, Pangler and other Liverpool players.
Just when the fans thought the ball was too powerful, a familiar voice blurted out, "TOM?"
Falk, are you sure the ball was passed to me?
Tang scolded his mother in his heart.
Alonso is simply an asshole, why did he feint a shot when he clearly agreed to play in the middle?
Because of Alonso's fake kick, Tang Wu abruptly stopped his urge to run towards the opponent's penalty area and forced himself to stay where he was.
Everyone rushed forward, only Tang Wu showed most of his body, if Gerald didn't pass it to him, who would pass it to?
This is a cooperation between the two Red Army midfielders who secretly communicated - one faked a fax run, and the other used the fastest speed to find a teammate who had a gap to receive the ball when the former scrambled the opponent's formation, and then passed the ball.
This is extremely demanding for the player who actually takes the free kick, but fortunately, the person who kicked the free kick is Gerrard.
In order to prevent the opponent's goalkeeper from attacking, the captain of the Red Army chose to kick a ball that rotated in the opposite direction of the goal.
In this way, when the ball flew over Tang Wu's head, Tang Wu stood between the ball and the goal.
In such an awkward position, how could Tang Wu not be scolded?
How to do?
In the interview after the game, Tang Wuzai recalled it carefully.
To be honest, he really didn't have time to think about what to do.
In the staring eyes of the fans, a black eagle rose into the sky above Anfield.It spread its wings and turned its back to the sky, as if swimming on its back in the air.
"Oh, buy, sweet!"
"Walter, Fake?"
"Hoo Li, Shet!"
"Fuck!"
At this moment, fans from different places and different teams all opened their mouths, staring blankly at the scene in front of them.
Tang Wu's back was more than a meter high from the ground, already parallel to the grass.But Tang Wu's right leg was still rising until it was perpendicular to the ground.
There was a muffled "bang".
Tang Wu's right instep was accurately attached to the back of the spinning ball, and with just one impact, the flying ball changed its direction by [-] degrees in an instant.
Including Gerrard who had just finished kicking the ball, all the players on the field, including the referee, held their breath and stood where they were, watching Tang Wu stretch his body in the air.
If it wasn't for Tang Wu still exercising, perhaps the audience who just turned on the TV thought they had pressed the "pause button" that didn't exist.
"Whoosh!"
"Wow!"
The ball, like a laser beam, drilled into the upper left corner of the goal and set off a white wave in the net.
"The ball went in la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la!!!!"
In less than a second, Zhan Jun suddenly stood up and yelled into the microphone.
At the same time, shouts of "GOAL" resounded throughout the audience.The home commentator seemed to have inexhaustible strength, and the long sound of the goal resounded throughout Anfield.
"The eagle spreads its wings, and thunder strikes from the ground! The disaster starts from the sidewalk, and the ball comes from the sky! The bow is bent like a full moon, and it hangs upside down like a golden hook. The Red Army marches head-on, and the goalkeeper is crowned prince!"
"Tang Wu!"
"It was our teenager Tang Wu who scored the goal!!! It was our goalkeeper Tang Wu!!!" Zhan Jun's hysterical roar echoed in the microphone frequently.
At this moment, it is impossible to express Zhan Jun's mood in words.
Last minute goal, last minute winner, goalkeeper last minute winner, Chinese goalkeeper last minute winner, Chinese goalkeeper last minute winner in Champions League match.
This sentence expands all the way, perfectly explaining why Zhan Jun is even more excited than the KOP at Anfield.
OMG!
is this real?
Am I dreaming?
At this moment, CCTV's backstage was directly bombarded with letters and phone calls from fans.It is a pity that the staff were overwhelmed with busy work, but the two commentators fell into self-indulgence.
This early in the morning, the Chinese fans who were lucky enough to sit in front of the TV jumped up excitedly from the sofa, grabbed the teapot in front of them and threw it to the ground.
The sound of "jingle bang bang bang" can disturb the people, but it can't restrain the excitement in the heart. Many hostess even want to rush into the kitchen and throw all the pots and pans in the cabinet on the ground.
Flying fairy outside the sky?
Upside down golden hook?
Even if such a scene appeared on Inzaghi, Vieira, Shevchenko, Henry, and Ronaldo Jr., it would be enough to surprise the fans, let alone Tang Wu.
Who is Tang Wu?
Liverpool goalkeeper!
Goalkeeper scored?
Or a goal in open play?
Or is TM a barb?
Do you think this is Captain Football!
Aren't you Dakongyi?
You are Ruolin!
Ruolin kicks the back hook and shoots?
Just kidding!
But the ball rolled out of Olympia Cisco's net once again reminded everyone that all this is not a joke, nor is it a dream!
Anfield erupted without warning.
Before Benitez could react, he was hugged by a field security guard behind him and yelled wantonly.
Tears welled up in many people's eyes, the red and white flags in the stands were tumbling and fluttering, and the singing of "You will never walk alone" echoed over Anfield at an octave high.
On this unique night, football was again immortalized at Anfield.
Even Andy Gray (Everton in the 80s, FA Cup winner in 1984) chanted: "Boy, this, this goal is so beautiful! I really can't describe it"
The people in the studio laughed loudly: "It's outrageous, why are you happy? You are the hero of Everton!"
Tang Wu's back fell hard to the ground. Since Tang Wu landed in a relatively flat posture, most of the impact force was taken off by his back.
But before Tang Wu could fully get up after landing, Pangele was the first to rush forward and pinned Tang Wu under him.
Then Riise, Kewell, Alonso, Gerrard, and even Mailer, who was limping outside the penalty area, rushed over and pressed on top of the crowd.
Hyypia in the backcourt was too far away, and when he saw the ball scored, he knelt down on the ground, raised his head to the sky and screamed, and kept patting the turf with his right hand.
One, two, three. Countless!
Until the strength of his arms was exhausted, the old captain of the Red Army still kept his kneeling position, with his forehead touching the ground.
This goal is too important and amazing!
So that no one had time to reminisce about this wonderful barb shot, and among the towels waved by the KOPs, they shouted "victory" in unison!
Before that, in the eyes of many managers in suits, the Champions League meant money.Throughout the game, they were thinking about how much money Liverpool would lose if they couldn't get out of the line.
But now, even gold has given way to passion, business has given way to tradition.
What the fans want is the glory of Liverpool returning to the top.
Tang Wu's kick helped them open up a broad road again.
Many KOPs cried bitterly in the stands. They had been waiting for such a day for a long time.
Although Souness led the team to crush Auxerre in 1991, Houllier led the team to win the UEFA Cup with Croma and Barcelona in 2001.But in any case, it is not as good as they were in the same predicament 27 years ago. They defeated the French champion Saint-Etienne in the quarter-finals, and finally defeated Borussia Mönchengladbach 3-1 in the final, winning the Champions League for the first time. excitement.
Now, Tang Wu's flying fairy has helped Liverpool miraculously break into the top [-] of the Champions League. Many elderly fans seem to feel the happiness they had back then.
When he was one goal away from the glory and dream, when he needed a hero to save the common people, Tang Wu stepped forward again and left God in Anfield.
The media after the game said that this goal was worth at least 1000 million pounds.But for Tang Wu, the significance of this goal is far more than that.
"That ball seemed like it took years to get to me and it spun a lot."
"I really didn't have a better way to handle the ball, everything I did was subconscious."
"To be honest, I thought I would hit the stands with one kick, but the position of catching the ball is very accurate, which makes me somewhat at ease."
"It's an honor to score a goal at the end, it wasn't my best game and I don't think I would have done it at the end of the game if I hadn't conceded a goal in the first half and put unnecessary pressure on the team. So exhausted."
"But fortunately, I and all my teammates have withstood the test. And myself, I have also obtained 'relief'."
"I think, in the next games, Liverpool will get better and better."
(End of this chapter)
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