Chapter 436 The Final Moment

St. James.

The passion and tragedy of more than 50,000 Newcastle people has lasted until the last thirty seconds, like a tide, while the boos and noises of the red Liverpool fans in the northwest stands gradually became inaudible in such an environment...

On the field, the Magpies are still trying their best!

Courtside.

The Spanish fat man, who had just shaken hands with his assistants in advance to celebrate the victory, his eyes became serious at this time.

In fact, Benitez had had a strange feeling from the moment Alan Shearer changed the Magpies' tactics four minutes earlier.

The Spaniard can be sure that even if he is forced to a dead end, with the style of Alan Shearer he has studied, he will never put on this crazy four-forward approach. Benitez I have only felt it in a few opponents!

He had the illusion that that person suddenly came back!

This feeling of uneasiness made it difficult for Nenites to remain calm. The famous Spanish coach rushed to the sidelines and kept shouting. On one side, he signaled the Liverpool players to pay attention to defense, and on the other side, he kept reminding the referees on the field. Time is up, you should blow the whistle...

But the only response he received was a warning from the fourth official: "Mr. Benitez, please do not interfere with the progress of the game, otherwise, I will report everything to the disciplinary committee!"

Time passes slowly in solidification.

"...the five minutes of injury time have arrived, but the referee still did not stop the game. It seems that because of the delay caused by injuries to Alan Smith and Skrtel, the referee really wanted to compensate Newcastle for some extra time. Now, can they get it back?"

At this time, after Juan Mata got the ball on the right, he suddenly cut inward, passed the defense of Gerrard and Mascherano with the ball continuously, and suddenly shot long distance from outside the penalty area...

boom! !

The football made a loud noise and rushed towards the far left corner of Liverpool's goal like a flash of lightning!

"Opportunity!!" the narrator exclaimed loudly.

Ooooooooooo——

St. James exclaimed like a rushing tide!

This is a very beautiful shot. The football passed through Liverpool's heavy soldiers in the penalty area and flew towards the angle that was most difficult for the goalkeeper to defend...

but……

Goalkeeper Reina stepped forward once again. He was paying full attention to Mata's movements, moved ahead of the opponent's shot, and finally lifted the football over the crossbar with great difficulty...

Corner kick!

At this time, Alan Smith, who had been briefly bandaged by the team doctor, stood on the sidelines and waved to the referee, indicating that he could play again!

Time was running out, and Smith took long strides and rushed onto the field. At this time, the Liverpool fans in the northwest stands let out waves of overwhelming boos...

"Hey, look, what is that damn white-haired bastard doing up there? They've already lost anyway!!!"

"He must think he looks cool with gauze on his head... Haha, hero! Come on, guys, let's give our warmest boos to this Newcastle bastard who wants to be a hero! Ha ha……"

"Come on, come on, watch the beat... Oh oh, hero!! Oh oh, bastard!! Haha!"

Alan Smith obviously heard the insults from the opposing fans. His running pace on the pitch slowed down slightly, but soon, he continued running towards Liverpool's penalty area...

Alan Smith swore that if at another time and place, any bastard dared to insult him like this, then he would definitely rush over without hesitation and give those bastards a 'volley' like what Canton once did. The scissor legs make those bastards want to go inside my mother's belly and recreate them...

But not now!

Because Newcastle are running out of time!

The injury time has ended long ago. It is estimated that after this corner kick is taken, the referee will blow the whistle to end the game. He must fight to the last moment for the glory of the team...

force--

The referee blew the whistle for the corner kick!

Juan Mata did not dare to hesitate at all. He raised his right hand high towards the penalty area, made a strange gesture, and then stepped back slightly to prepare for a corner kick...

In the penalty area, offensive players and defensive players huddled together.

Juan Mata took a run-up, and then at the moment of kicking the ball, he suddenly and gently pushed the football out. Unexpectedly, Ronaldo had already wandered from the small penalty area to the edge of the large penalty area...

The football sticks to the soft green lawn and goes straight to Ronaldo!

"...Newcastle's corner kick...Juan Mata comes to take the kick...Oh oh oh, it's a tactical corner kick, passed to Ronaldo...Oh, it's self-defeating, Gerrard sticks tightly behind Ronaldo, alien There is no way for people to turn around...the time is coming!”

Ronaldo really had no way to turn around and form a shot.

Because he was guarded by Gerrard, a man who was called the best midfielder in Europe by the great master Zidane. If Ronaldo could not turn around and shoot immediately, the game would be over if he hesitated even a little!

but……

Ronaldo didn't try to catch the football at all, he just...sent the football back!

"What?"

Behind Ronaldo, Gerrard's eyes widened, and he suddenly smelled danger.

boom! !

Following the path of the football, Juan Mata, who had already stepped onto the field after taking the corner kick, did not have the slightest excuse this time and directly raised his foot to pass...

This position is closer to the goal, so Mata's passing will be more accurate and deadly!

In the penalty area, because of Ronaldo's shaking the moment he took the ball, Liverpool's originally tight corner kick defense system lost its tightness at this moment, so...

Whoosh! ! !

In front of the goal, a white head appeared in the sight of goalkeeper Reina, and lightly touched the football...

Uh-huh! ! !

Then, the trajectory of the football seemed to have been designed by the most precise computer program in the world. At a speed that was difficult to discern with the naked eye, it passed between Reina's hands that were about to close together, grazing the crossbars and uprights. at the intersection and flew into the goal! !

"...Ronaldo didn't stop the ball and directly passed the football back to Mata... [Angel Wings] finally passed the ball directly this time... Football? Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh Ahhh!”

"...Alan Smith! It's Alan Smith!!! He headed the ball in front of the goal... This goal went in!! This goal went in... 3:3!! This is unbelievable, this is unbelievable! ! At the absolute last second, Newcastle equalized! "

Boom! !

St. James erupted!

A complete explosion, an unparalleled explosion! ! !

Black and white have finally become the main colors of St. James's again, and the red that has been so noisy has completely disappeared. More than 50,000 Newcastle people are even roaring to vent the madness in their hearts...

Alan Shearer was so excited that he almost burst into tears. He turned around and hugged the assistants on the coaching bench and the players on the bench...

On the other side, Spanish chubby Benitez screamed angrily on the sidelines!

His red face trembled angrily, and he kept roaring in the direction of the referee, like a wounded and crazy beast. The fourth official came over and tried to dissuade him, but he treated him like he was killing his wife. Like his enemies, he pushed her away without hesitation...

A victory that was about to be won, a victory that could create history, was ruined by the extra 68 seconds. The anger and unwillingness in the Spaniards' hearts could not be extinguished even by pouring all the water in the Pacific Ocean... …

"I want to appeal, I want to appeal!!"

Amid Benitez's roar, Alan Smith, the hero of the goal, broke free from the embrace of his teammates and ran madly in front of the trembling Liverpool fans in the northwest stands. He grabbed his chest in front of the group of guys who were laughing at him just now. The team emblem in front of him, roaring: "Look, you bastards, open your dog eyes and take a good look, who is the hero? Who is the bastard?"

The white gauze wrapped around his head had oozed bright red blood, the black and white sword-striped shirt on his body was pulled out of shape, and balls of white hot air spewed out of his mouth...

Facing this man who was in a trance as if a god had descended into the world, more than 10,000 Liverpool people involuntarily chose to shut up...

They were defeated!

Push - push - push! ! ! !

The referee did not wait for Liverpool to return to midfield for the kick-off, and directly blew the whistle to end the game.

3:3! !

Newcastle miraculously tied their opponent at the last second.

Although their 31-round victory was terminated, even if Crazy Li is not here, facing such an opponent, who dares to say that they have become a weakling that everyone bullies?

Those who want to take advantage of this month should take a good look at whether they have the right words to retaliate, otherwise, they may break their teeth!

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"Oh, it ended up being a tie?"

When Li Tongfan received Alan Shearer's final report on the phone, he felt a little bit regretful. Originally, he wanted to replicate the myth of Real Madrid's victory in the Premier League this season, but who knew God would not follow his wishes...

However, according to Shearer, the last goal was indeed brilliant.

This kind of corner kick coordination is exactly the corner kick strategy that I asked the Hammers to focus on in training a few days before leaving Newcastle. It was born out of the corner kick coordination between Costa Rica and the Chinese team in the 202 World Cup. Through a short pass, The ball creates a well-known flaw in the opponent's defensive system, and then suddenly crosses the ball to grab the upper hand and create a murderous opportunity...

Unexpectedly, it worked!

Li Tongfan heard on the phone that the atmosphere in the locker room was a bit dull. It must have been that everyone was extremely disappointed not to win in the end, so he had to comfort him.

After hanging up the phone, I looked up and saw that the lights in the operating room were still on.

He Feng and Wang Qinghe insisted on sitting in front of the operating room and waiting, refusing to go to bed until nine o'clock. Li Tongfan no longer thought about the game at this time. This draw would definitely cause endless chaos in the Europa continent. There are waves of things happening, but what Lao Li is most worried about is his father Li Ying, who is undergoing surgery.

The media can say whatever they want!

"When I get back, let them pick up everything they said and swallow them back!"

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I'm going to Lanzhou soon.

This chapter was rushed out. Daozi did not expect that there would be so many things to do after returning home, and saving manuscripts would not be a waste at all. It really fulfilled that sentence, saving manuscripts was like eating shit, and spending money on manuscripts was like diarrhea.

I will arrive in Lanzhou tomorrow and accompany my father to a big hospital for a physical examination. I guess I will have even less time to write.

Daozi broke his promise. I have only written about 3,000 words a day in the past four days. I will make up for it starting from the 20th of this month.

Brothers, please forgive Daozi. I broke my promise this time. I had no choice but to do it. I am very ashamed!

When I return from this trip to Lanzhou, I guess Daozi will be poor by then. I must write hard to make money!

Brothers in the group, Daozi is like you.