bigabreads Chapter 118 You have to eat if you don't eat!
Chapter 118 You have to eat if you don't eat!
Chapter 118 You have to eat if you don't eat!
"My goodness!"
Van Basten heard someone shout.
Huh?This sentence is so familiar...
He turned around and saw Twente coach McClaren holding his head tightly, looking like he had seen a ghost.
Van Basten laughed happily.
Well, it turns out that God doesn't just like to fight against me...
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"Originally thought that this game would enter overtime, but the Chinese teenager made the situation change unexpectedly!"
The narrator De Cour shook his head again and again.
The guest Yang Sen said: "Perhaps we should see one thing, Ajax's two chances are closely related to this young player. If this penalty kick is scored, then there is no doubt that Long Shute is Ajax. The biggest contributor to Sri Lanka's victory!"
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Brahma walked off the field annoyed, paying a heavy price for his erratic foul.
After the penalty spot, several Ajax players were communicating fiercely.
"Are you sure you will punish me?"
Soleimani asked in astonishment.
Long Shute shrugged: "You are the second penalty shooter appointed by the head coach, and Louis is not here, of course you will handle it."
"This is an opportunity you created at the risk of injury..."
Suleimani still wanted to give way, but saw that Long Shute had exited the penalty area with other teammates, so he had to tap his toes and prepare to take the penalty.
According to the usual practice, the referee should signal to the players on both sides that no one can enter the penalty area and the goalkeeper cannot leave the goal line until the free thrower touches the ball. aside.
Soleimani didn't think about it, he rounded his right foot and hit the ball hard!
The football flew straight to the lower edge of the left post like a shell, and he was going to hit a dead end!
Twente's goalkeeper Nikolai Mikhailov is only less than 22 years old. As a goalkeeper, he is an out-and-out young man. For Ajax's top scorer Suarez, he has done a lot before the game. Detailed research, but for Soleimani, who only scored a poor three goals last season, he did not pay attention at all.
So when he made a save, he just subconsciously chose a direction, and then threw his whole body out!
He jumped in the right direction, but missed the football!
His hands are at least half a meter away from the football!
He could only watch helplessly as the football flew towards the goal post...
I only heard the goal shake as a whole, but Soleimani's strong shot bounced back again!
"Oh... Soleimani's confident heavy bombardment hit the door frame!"
Dekuer laughed until tears came out: "Poor Serb! It seems that he still hasn't found luck in scoring goals this season!"
Soleimani couldn't believe his eyes, he hugged his head tightly, he kicked away the hopes of the entire team!
But just as he was about to sigh and shake his head, he saw a red afterimage passing by!
Before Mikhailov had time to get up from the goal line, he saw the red afterimage catch up with the football bouncing off the goal post!
In the process of speeding up, afterimage sticks out his right foot, and lightly pads towards the football!
In the eyes of the Twente goalkeeper, he could only see a black and white shadow...drawing a curved parabola in mid-air, and flew in from the sky above him!
in? !
The home fans closest to the goal burst into cheers of relief, and the whole stadium was boiling.
Van Basten's fists clenched even tighter. If it wasn't for the severe pain in his right leg, he really couldn't help but want to kneel on the sidelines to celebrate!
McLaren felt powerless for a while: This victory finally flew away?
The stunned Dekuer didn't have time to wipe away the tears from his laughter just now, but he felt a burning pain in his cheeks... as if someone had slapped him twice...
At this moment, the referee shook his head vigorously, crossed his hands, and waved resolutely from the inside out!
"The goal is invalid?!"
Dekuer quickly explained to the audience, and the pain on his cheek seemed to have eased a lot.
But even he was at a loss: "What's wrong with this ball?"
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"What happened to the ball?"
Long Shute and his teammates surrounded the referee, wanting to ask for an explanation.
The referee explained with a serious face: "You entered the penalty area early, and the goal is of course invalid."
"I don't have one." Long Shute frowned.
In good conscience, he definitely started sprinting after Soleimani finished his shot.
But the referee didn't think so. He just pointed to the penalty spot and signaled Soleimani to take the penalty again.
Long Shute wanted to argue further, but the system reminded him: If the referee strictly enforces the penalty kick rules, if the player on the serving side enters the penalty area early and touches the ball bounced off the crossbar or goal post, the referee will Play will be stopped and restarted with an indirect free kick by the defending team.
So he could only keep silent.
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Perhaps only the referee himself knows why he has to impose a heavy penalty.
He didn't see Ajax No. 8 entering the penalty area early, and the assistant referee didn't give him a hint, but he always felt...it was impossible for this guy to complete the supplementary shot in such a short time...
So he simply adopted a compromise method. As the referee, he can give many explanations after the game. At worst, he would use the usual excuses in football: "Misjudgment is also part of football", "The referee is also human, and occasionally It is understandable to be wrong about the details of a clause, not to mention that this clause is too unpopular.”
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The first miss made Soleimani's confidence obviously shaken. He stood hesitantly behind the penalty spot, but grabbed Long Shute, who was about to return to the penalty area, with a hesitant expression on his face: "Why don't you In your place?"
Before Long Shute could answer him, the referee who was standing not far from them rejected his suggestion: "No, you can only take the second penalty kick, unless you end up seriously injured."
Long Shute had no choice but to shrug his shoulders, but Suleimani suddenly had a flash of inspiration, pulled him and said quickly: "I will pass to the front right!"
"Okay." Long Shute was clear in his heart, and slowly backed away.
The referee re-emphasized the rule that the players on both sides are not allowed to cross the line early, and signaled that Soleimani could kick-off.
Then he chose a good location where he could observe Soleimani and Longshut's movements at the same time.
He wants to confirm with his own eyes whether the young Ajax player who has been running for nearly 90 minutes... can really be that fast! -
"Soleimani starts a run-up, he's going for a second free throw...huh?"
De Cour was shocked again at this moment: "Is he slipping?"
Of course Soleimani didn't skid, he just kicked the ball a little forward on the right according to his own ideas.
Twente goalkeeper Mikhailov abruptly restrained his urge to jump sideways, and quickly threw away his two long legs and rushed towards his left side!
His absolute speed is not fast, but as a goalkeeper, he is not only tall and leggy, but also has an advantage in physical strength!
Less than 10 meters away, he should be able to get this football before everyone else!
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The penalty point is also known as 12 yards. In other words, Soleimani’s position is about 10.97 meters from the goal line. When he makes a free throw, everyone must be 9.15 meters away from him.
According to the rules, penalty kicks can only be kicked forward, so the position of the football has moved about 2 meters to the front right, which is about 1.5 meters closer to the goal line in terms of distance.
In other words, at this moment, the football is 9.47 meters away from goalkeeper Mikhailov and 10.65 meters away from Longshut.
The distance between the two is 1.18 meters.
1.18 meters... Can it stop a sprinter who only needs 10 seconds for the 46-meter sprint (note, this is an improved result)?
No!
When the red tornado swept from the top of the arc outside the penalty area, the referee knew...he had just blown away a good ball.
This red number 8... really is that fast!
When Long Shute intercepted the ball in front of Mikhailov, the Twente goalkeeper had already opened his arms and rushed out with the help of momentum. His hands were not even 0.18 meters away from the ball. No!
But he just can't touch it!
The football disappeared under his nose!
But... Long Shute didn't shoot.
In order to ensure that the referee no longer whistled him to start early, he deliberately slowed down a little bit, so in order to catch up with the football, he almost drained every drop of energy in his body, and now he wants to rub another clever kick, It's getting a bit out of control...
So without the slightest hesitation, he pushed the arch of his foot in the process of running wildly, and knocked back the football that he had tried his best to catch up with!
He passed to Soleimani who was still near the penalty spot!
He almost fed this pie to Soleimani's mouth!
You have to eat if you don't eat!
Long Shute glanced at the Serbian striker and shouted in his heart: This is a completely empty goal, can you kick the ball in? !
Don't let me call you trash!
Then he saw Suleimani push the ball lightly and scored the only goal since he joined Ajax... the only goal that could determine the championship!
2-1!
Ajax completed the reversal in the last minute of regular time!
Assister, No. 8 Longjute!
(End of this chapter)