rpbooks Chapter 806 Victory
Chapter 806 Victory
Chapter 806 Victory
The pass crossed the entire line of defense and landed on the turf to Cesc Fabregas who followed up in the middle.
The outcome is already doomed.
Fabregas stopped the ball, turned around, and adjusted without the slightest sloppiness when he was unmarked. With a low shot, Fabregas helped the Spanish team break through the Dutch team's goal for the fourth time in the game.
The score became 4:2!
In the second minute of stoppage time, the Spanish team scored another goal, completely establishing the victory and killing the game!
Football City Stadium once again fell into the situation of ice and fire. Everyone knows what this goal means. If there is a difference of one goal, various accidents may happen, but now the score has been expanded to two goals. , Then, all accidents are impossible to happen again.
The World Cup winner, the Hercules, already has its owner.
The Spanish fans were punching and roaring crazily, while the Dutch fans were crying and sobbing. Cesc Fabregas' goal completely killed their last sliver of hope.
"GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOAL! Goal! Cesc Fabregas scored the winning goal! 4:2! There is no suspense anymore, champions, Spain will be champions! They will be on top of the world in 2010! "
"From Fan's breakthrough and pass, Fan was able to bring the ball out and complete a wonderful assist when the front road was almost blocked. It can be said that in this game, Fan almost relied on his own strength. Power, brought the Spanish team to the top of the championship!"
"History will turn a new page this time. The Spanish team will win the first World Cup championship trophy in the history of the Iberian Peninsula. At the same time, the Spanish team's name will also be engraved in the hall of honor of the World Cup!"
"It's over! The game is over!! The Dutch team will have no more chances. They can only leave sadly. Victory belongs only to the Spanish team and the brave and fearless Matador Corps! From 2:0 to 2 :2, and now 4:2, although the process has been twists and turns, but the matadors still persisted until the end, they will be the champions!"
The commentator was screaming, the fans were screaming, on the field, Fabregas had already tossed off his jersey, shouted excitedly and ran towards Fan Bizhuang, and the two hugged tightly.
"Win! We won! We are champions!"
"The Hercules Cup belongs to us!"
"We're going to be on top of the world! We're going to make history!"
Cesc Fabregas roared like he was losing his mind, and Fan Bizhuang responded with the same excited shout.
It wasn't just them, the teammates were also waving their arms, and ran over shouting with joy and excitement on their faces.
Outside the field, the coaches also stood up together, clapping their hands vigorously, their faces flushed with excitement.The substitutes stood in a row, shoulder to shoulder, hand in hand, and sang and danced.
"we are the champion!"
"we are the champion!"
"we are the champion!!!"
Villa sang and danced along with his teammates, tears welling up in his eyes.
"Win! We won!"
"Fan said the championship was ours! He said it was ours...he didn't lie, he really did it! The championship really belongs to us!"
"...we... are the world champions!"
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The frantic celebrations continued unabated, but the game was not over yet. With the intervention of referee Weber, the game was restarted.
But everyone knows that all of this is meaningless. Even the Dutch players on the field have lowered their heads in despair. Their fighting spirit has been completely melted away. They just want to escape from here. Feel the hope, but in the end all you get is the sadness of disappointment.
Amidst the din, the extra time was not filled, but the referee felt that it was unnecessary, and the champion was unchangeable. Weber blew the whistle for the end of the game.
In the sharp whistle, Fan Bizhuang kicked the football into the sky.
The overwhelming cheers invaded the entire stadium, and the moment of victory for the Spanish team is finally coming!
"The game is over! The game is over!! After 10 and 4 minutes of fierce fighting, the Spanish team finally defeated the Oranje Dutch team with a score of 2:[-]! Spain finally succeeded in reaching the top. They are... the world champions!"
"The Spanish team made new history, this is their first World Cup winner in the history of Iberian football! From today, they are... the kings of the world!"
"After winning the European Cup in 08 and the subsequent Confederations Cup, the Spanish team made persistent efforts and was crowned the World Cup champion. The three most important international competitions, the championship trophies were all won by the Matador. We can be sure that the world Football has entered an era that belongs to Spain! This is an era that belongs to red!"
"Now, let us cheer for the new world champion! This is what all Spanish players, coaches, and even fans deserve! This is their most glorious moment, and the whole world is cheering and applauding for them... "
With the sound of the whistle, the players of the Dutch team collapsed on the field as if they had lost all their strength. Some even covered their cheeks and sobbed in a low voice. The loss and painful emotions were clearly visible on their faces.
Such a scene made many fans feel sad and sighed, but this is football, this is the moment of the winner, and people pay more attention and applause to the final winner.
The Spanish side is already completely boiling.
The coaches and substitute players rushed into the field shaking their arms and yelling. Villa waved his jersey and ran wildly on the field. Ramos chased after him. Puyol and Casillas embraced and celebrated. Lonzo kissed the national emblem on his chest while walking, Cazorla and Senna took out the Spanish flag that had been prepared a long time ago, wore it, and ran on the field, red and yellow flames bloomed enthusiastically...
Fan Bizhuang knelt down on the ground again, his face was pious and solemn, his hands moved back and forth on his chest, and then pointed to the sky.
"Aunt Azucena, and little Luna, thank you!"
"Now, come with me, we... to the top of the world!"
Standing up slowly, he opened his arms as if embracing the air. Behind him, the cheers and shouts of the fans in the stands were like huge waves, extremely hot.
"Uncle Fan! Uncle Fan!!"
"We are the champions! We are the champions!! We are the kings of... the world!"
Felica and Molina laughed and wept, embraced, danced and shouted.
On the other side of the stand, the younger generations of the Lin family were also screaming with excitement.
Looking at the young man who was embracing with open arms in the arena, Elder Fan clenched his fist unconsciously. This is his grandson, this is the seed of his Fan family, and this is his... pride!
Lin Aiguo continued to applaud. This steady Chinese military officer was also affected by the fiery atmosphere at the scene. He didn't shout, but his frantically flapping palms were already glowing red.
"Pseudo fans" Mrs. Lin and her fans applauded while continuing to yell in Chinese that foreigners can't understand——
"Did you see it! Did you see it!! That's my grandson! That's my grandson!"
"My grandson is amazing, right?! Hahaha, he is amazing, very amazing! He is the pride of all of us!"
In the VIP box, Prata Jr. and Angle hugged excitedly again, shouting with joy.
His Majesty King Juan Carlos I was equally excited. In Spain, football is the most respected competitive sport. Not only His Majesty the King, but even many members of the royal family are die-hard football fans.
The importance of football is self-evident in this country.
"Good good good good good good good!"
His Majesty the King continued to applaud, and even turned his head to Mr. Puerta and said seriously: "Puerta, your grandson is really... so good! He is worthy of being a member of the Puerta family. No matter what field he is in, he can Do your best! He is the hero of the country, he is the true warrior of the Iberian Peninsula! I want to award him personally! I want to go to the scene!"
Mr. Puerta nodded slightly, with a smile on his face, and even more pride and pride in his eyes.
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The live images of Soccer City Stadium in Johannesburg were televised and transmitted to any corner of the world at the same time.
domestic Spain.
"Victory! We have won!!"
"From now on, we are the kings of the world! We are the world champions!"
"The Hercules Cup! We are going to bring this most glorious trophy back to the Iberian Peninsula!"
"Fan's performance is decisive! He is still the same, as always, he will stand up at the critical moment! Fan is a hero to all of us!"
"League champion, World Cup champion, World Cup top scorer, ha, I think there will be no more suspense in this year's Ballon d'Or selection!"
"Fan, long live! Spain, long live!"
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China.Whether it's in your own home, in a store, on the street, in a bar, or even in an Internet cafe, all the places where the final is being broadcast are full of jubilation.
Some fans walked out of their homes spontaneously, some started to set off firecrackers, and some wore Fan Bizhuang's jerseys, running like madmen to celebrate.
This scene is even more exciting and shocking than the Chinese team entering the World Cup for the first time in 02.
The reason is very simple, because at this moment, a Chinese player will appear on the highest podium of the World Cup. Although he does not represent the Chinese team, he is Chinese, which is enough to make countless compatriots feel proud Yan.
"Fan Ye, long live!"
"Fan Ye, World Cup champion!"
"Fan Ye, the most shining star in the world of football! From now on, you will be proud of the whole world!"
"Fan Ye will bring all our Chinese fans together to stand on...the top of the world!"
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France, Lyon.
The on-site commentator's screams and roars were constantly heard on the TV, while on the sofa, Bella was already crying with joy as she hugged Xiao Fan.
"Little guy, open your eyes and see, your father has become the world champion!"
"You are also very happy, and you are also proud of him. You have to grow up quickly and work hard. In the future, you will become a successful person like your father!"
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(End of this chapter)