rpbooks Chapter 781 The most exciting minute
Chapter 781 The most exciting minute
Chapter 781 The Most Exciting 10 Minutes
The game was in full swing. At the last moment, not only Spain, but even the leading German team was extremely nervous. For the two teams, it was the most critical moment.
Not wanting to be eliminated, not wanting to bid farewell to the World Cup as a loser, Spain can only attack like moths to a flame.
If they want to advance to the final and compete for the supreme trophy, the German team cannot let the efforts of the whole game fall short in the final time.
After nearly 10 minutes of fierce fighting, the mental and physical fitness of the two teams has reached a critical point. Many players will stop every two steps to hold their knees to breathe. Although they are tired, everyone's eyes are extremely firm. And decisive, they are still gritted their teeth for their own persistence!
In the four stands of the Durban Stadium, cheers, shouts, and even weeping were mixed together. Both German fans and Spanish fans were staring at the stadium nervously. The difference was that one side was Waiting for the moment of victory, while the other party is praying for a miracle.
The referee raised his hand and looked at his watch. He raised his hand slightly, ready to signal the stoppage time to the fourth official outside the court.
It was at this time that the Spanish team's resolute offensive came again.
Harvey once again received a pass from his teammates. In this game, he almost went all out. His running distance, his number of passes, and his football career are estimated to be among the top three.At this time, he was very tired, but he still gritted his teeth and persisted. He is not young. Maybe this World Cup is the last World Cup he can participate in. The most important thing is that not every time he has such an opportunity to follow Reaching the semi-finals, this is the closest he is to the Hercules Cup. He doesn't want to give up, and he can't give up.
Due to physical fatigue, Harvey's ball-handling movements seemed a little distorted. Seeing the opportunity, Schweinsteiger stepped forward and stretched his feet to steal it. It was almost an instinctive reaction. The ball flicked, and he protected the ball with his body.
Schweinsteiger failed to complete the steal once, but he stuck to the opponent, and it was difficult for Xavi to complete the turn.
"How to do how to do!"
Harvey's brain is running fast, and there are teammates pulling horizontally not far away. He can choose to pass the ball, but will such a meaningless pass help the team's offensive?
Time is running out, and the meaningless pass can only make Spain's hope of getting smaller and smaller.
His eyes wandered around, and a red figure was running at high speed obliquely in front of him. Harvey's eyes lit up, and he turned around halfway decisively. Make yourself unstable and unable to complete the passing action smoothly.
But Harvey still completed the passing action, and his body rushed forward suddenly, as if he was about to stagger to the ground——Harvey did lose his body's center of gravity, and staggered towards the grass, But before that, his right foot hit the football.
The black and white elf rose from the ground, carrying his sustenance and hope, and galloped away towards the distance.
"Go!"
"Go-"
Harvey roared frantically in his heart.
"Harvey—"
"The pass from Xavi...he lost his balance, but he still passed the ball!"
"Football's destination is... the left side of the penalty area! Fan! Fan is there! Fan is sprinting, and he is still sprinting with unbelievable speed! His stamina is still strong, his will is still strong, and the game time is running out. Now, this is one of the few opportunities for the Spanish team, this time, can Fan and his team create a miracle?"
Amidst the screams and exclamations, Fan Bizhuang successfully received the football without any unnecessary movements. As soon as the football was unloaded, Fan Bizhuang made another sudden trip, sprinting forward with the ball, and Ram moved He wanted to get stuck in his footsteps, but his physical fitness was a little too weak, and Fan Bizhuang successfully left him behind.
Regardless of the situation of the defensive players behind him, Fan Bizhuang rushed to the bottom line quickly, with a touch of the arch of his foot, the football changed direction, and his body also twisted immediately, trying to cut inward along the bottom line!
"Change direction, cut in!"
"Changing direction at high speed, Fan, he is about to rush into the restricted area!"
"The German team's penalty area was in chaos. An extremely dangerous guy entered their hinterland. Everyone's faces were full of tension and uneasiness! What will be the result of this attack? Mertesah Ke made up his position, Boateng also ran over... Lahm was chasing back, there was no chance, Fan was surrounded by three defenders, in such a small space, it was difficult for Fan to make a breakthrough! Spain The attack was doomed this time, with Van driving the ball into a dead end..."
"...Wait, God, what did I see...it was...a pass, Van, he made a pass!"
The exclamations and screams came to an abrupt end at this moment.
On the field, in the penalty area of the German team.
Faced with the menacing encirclement and encirclement of the three defenders, Fan Bizhuang's expression remained unchanged, and he continued to move around, finally gaining a space for himself to pass the ball. Without the slightest hesitation, Fan Bizhuang flicked his ankle, The football sprang up from the ground in an arc, and its destination was... the inside of the penalty area near the penalty spot.
Several defensive players were attracted by Fan Bizhuang, and the German team's defensive strength in the penalty area naturally became extremely weak.
Mertesacker and others paid great attention to the protection behind them and blocked Fan Bizhuang's possible passing routes. However, Fan Bizhuang abruptly made everything possible in an impossible situation.
When the football fell behind them in a parabolic shape, the expressions of the German defenders all became sluggish, with a trace of tension and despair mixed in.
A red figure rushed into the restricted area at an extremely fast speed, and there was no one around. His figure leaped high from the ground, and the number behind him was extremely dazzling at this moment.
"No. [-]! It's Spain's No. [-] player! It's defender Carles Puyol!"
"There is no one around the Barcelona captain, this is Spain's best chance to score!"
"The German defenders couldn't stop Van's pass, and now, no one can stop Puyol's header! Puyol jumped up, he jumped high, he had a look on his face. With a determined look, this shot will be the most important shot in his life... The football fell, Puyol shook his head, and shot—”
Time seemed to stand still at this moment, and the stands were also plunged into silence. With nervous or hopeful eyes, the fans were staring at the German team's penalty area. They were waiting, waiting for this time to save their fate. shot.
The ball arrives, the head arrives, Puyol completed the header without hesitation, Neuer's reaction is already very fast, but in such a close range, his movements can't be as fast as Puyol's heavy header.
The football was like a cannonball, breaking through Neuer's leaping fingers, and plunged into the net.
The Durban Stadium was still quiet, but after a while, the sound volume like a volcanic eruption swept over.
"GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOAL! GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOAL! GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOAL! Goal! Goal! GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOAL!"
"Fan still passed the football in the encirclement, followed by Barcelona captain Puyol... He jumped up and headed the goal... Go in! Go in! GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOAL! No .90 minutes! No. 90 minutes!! The regular time of the game reached the last minute, Spain, Spain!! They were successfully pulled up on the edge of the cliff, Puyol! Puyol! Kars ... Puyol! He saved Spain! He saved the Legion of Matadors!"
"Fan's pass was just right. He cleared all the obstacles for his teammates to score this time. Although Puyol scored the goal, at least half of the credit should be given to Fan! Anyway, the goal is scored! The score became 1:1! For the German team, this result is undoubtedly disappointing and cruel, but this is football! Such a soul-stirring, thrilling game process is enough to make any fan scream!"
"There is no doubt that the game will enter overtime! Fan and Puyol's joint goal, they helped the Spanish team keep the hope of victory!"
The German fans beat their chests in disappointment, while the Spanish fans were singing and dancing, and some were crying and roaring. The goal at the last moment was a real miracle.
This goal brought Spain from hell to heaven in an instant. The fate of being eliminated was rewritten at this moment, and no one was not excited about it.
The German players on the field also had painful expressions. As long as they persisted for a few more minutes, they would be able to succeed in revenge and advance to the final, but... Spain's goal at the moment shattered all their good wishes!
All the German players stood there blankly, their faces were either lost, dazed, or regretful.
In contrast to them are Spanish players who are so excited that they are crazy.Fan Bizhuang reacted the fastest. He quickly rushed into the penalty area, pulled Puyol to the ground who was standing and waving his arms in celebration, twisted his shoulders, and yelled at him—— What he was yelling, even he didn't know, at this moment, he just wanted to yell, just wanted to vent, the joy of being saved from a desperate situation seemed to be vented only by yelling crazily.
Those who acted the same as him, as well as his teammates, all rushed over with their hands raised, and joined the roaring camp.
At the most desperate moment, on the verge of being eliminated, they used their will to never give up, and finally completed "self-salvation".
"The game is not over yet! It's not over yet!"
"Go on! Let's go on!"
"Continue to attack!! Continue!!!"
Amidst the roar of celebration, Fan Bizhuang jumped up from the ground, waved his arms and roared again.
Beside him, his teammates all followed him, waving their arms and roaring together.
What flashed on everyone's face was undisguised determination and confidence.
(End of this chapter)