Chapter 381 - Gooooooooool!(10 more, 25/44 for a monthly pass)

Aragonés, the head coach of the Spanish national team, sat in the stands, occasionally bowing his head and taking notes in his notebook. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

So far in the game, the Spanish players on the field did not make him very satisfied, although both sides were playing attacking football, but the only goal was a direct goal from a set-piece.

Commentator Dagstino has called for him to recruit Sporting Gijón youngster Juan Carlos into the national team, which Aragonés has heard.

He also observed Carlos's performance today, which can only be said to be average, and there is nothing that makes him shine for the time being.

Aragonés is a man who admires technical football and offensive football, and a pure defensive player like Carlos is not the type he likes.

Moreover, in Aragonés's opinion, the lad was still a little reckless, and the foul on Baraja was a little too impatient, and the location of the foul was debatable.

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In faraway Los Angeles, Alice, Miss Betty, and Shakira are also discussing Carlos, who they all know is Alice's younger brother.

"Wow, little bald!" exclaimed Shakira, "so cute!"

Alice also had a strange expression, she didn't expect to see her brother suddenly shaved his head, Carlos, who was originally a little cold, and even a little fierce, looked even more fierce at this time. How can there be the cute ingredient that Shakira said?!

Sporting Gijón wants to equalize, they try their best to find a way to score, but Ranieri's Valencia is also very careful in defense, and the Italian coach's team is always more experienced in defense, so Sporting Gijón has not found a good means of scoring for a while!

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Leon stood on the sidelines, his chin in his hands, his eyes staring at the arena, his eyes seemed to be shining with wisdom.

He noticed that whether it was Albertini or Ribery or Modric, or Di Natale, or Diego Milito, in attack, they were all marked by the opponent, Ranieri's Valencia's defense is very much the shadow of the Italian team, layer by layer, almost no dead ends, and, Leon can see that Ranieri is very well prepared for this game, and it can even be said that he attaches great importance to Sporting Gijón, which can be said to be the first giant team that really attaches importance to Sporting Gijón!

It was an attack by Sporting Gijón, with Luka Modric in front of him and the ball at his feet to the left and right, while watching the situation in front of him, however, he did not find the right path to get the ball out.

At this time, Leon's eyes lit up, he saw Carlos, where Carlos was dragging behind in the midfield, he saw that Modric's side was in trouble, so he ran up, however, Modric did not pass the ball to Carlos, and the other Valencia players did not seem to care too much about Carlos......

In the end, Sporting Gijón's attack ended with Modric's forced kick over the crossbar.

A minute later, there was a dead-ball chance on the pitch and Aimar was brought down by Luka Modric, who was complaining to the referee.

Leon took the opportunity to call Albertini to the sidelines and whispered a few words to him.

Albertini looked at Leon in surprise, and then he saw Leon's determined eyes, and he nodded to show that he understood.

Albertini then ran back to the pitch and passed on the manager's tactical change instructions to everyone, and everyone was amazed, but since it was the manager's tactical instructions, they had to carry them out.

Carlos also looked to the sidelines in shock. He didn't expect that the manager's tactical instructions were to let him go up and participate in the attack, and give him the opportunity to complete the final shot!

"Don't look at it!" Albertini came up and patted Carlos on the shoulder, "The coach said, after practicing long-range shooting for the past few days, he wants to see your results!"

Carlos scratched his bald head, his eyes flashed, and he looked ahead, the end of his sight, straight to Valencia's goal!

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"So far, 30 minutes into the game, Sporting Gijón and Valencia are evenly matched, and you can see it from midfield. Valencia's goal, it was a set-piece!"

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“…… Before we knew it, it was thirty minutes! It was a very fast time, and the fierce play between the two sides made us lose sight of the passage of time, except for the fact that there were slightly fewer goals and attacking activity, it was a perfect game!"

The score remained 0-1 with the visitors Valencia ahead.

"Sporting Gijón are attacking fiercely, but they can't seem to find their way to the goal!"

As soon as Gonzalez finished speaking, Sporting Gijón launched an attack, which was a surprise attack, and Albertini found Ribery on the wing with a long pass straight from the back.

The French youth's stoppage was impressive...... Stopping not far in front of him, he took advantage of the momentum to accelerate and passed Carboni, who had come up to defend him, without hindrance!

"Beautiful stops! beautiful dribbles!" shouted Dagostino.

Ribery glanced up at the goal, then shifted to an accelerated pace, with Diego Milito in the middle raising his arms to follow, and Valencia defenders Torres and Marchena did not dare to slacken off, and followed closely in front of the defence.

And Carboni, who was passed just now, is also chasing back at high speed, and the target is Ribery.

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At this time, Carlos suddenly stepped forward.

Canizares saw Carlos step forward, and of course he knew that the kid was going to be in the attack, but he shouted a warning to his teammates: "Leave him alone!"

In the old Spaniard's mind, the midfielder was no threat at all, and he might have been able to help Valencia clear the ball with a ridiculously high shot.

Ribery saw Carlos coming up, he didn't pass to Carlos at the first time, but passed the ball over the top and handed the football to Di Natale, which strengthened his judgment, Carlos was not threatening, didn't he see his teammates all turning a blind eye to him running up?!

Di Natale had his back to the goal, apparently trying to force a turn.

"Don't let him turn around!" Canizares shouted.

At this time, Di Natale suddenly forced a turn, he faced the goal head-on, which scared Baraja, who was defending him, and he was about to go up to block the opponent's possible shot, but was surprised to find that there was no football at the feet of the Italian!

What about the ball?!

"Beautiful!" Dagstino exclaimed, and Di Natale stealthily slammed the ball with his heel to his left as he turned around.

And then someone rushed up like a leopard!

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"Chance of a long shot - this is Carlos?" Seeing clearly that it was Carlos who rushed up and shot from a distance, Dagstino's shouting voice suddenly decreased, if it was someone else, maybe there was a chance to score from a long shot, but Carlos......

But, in the next second, Dagstino's eyes widened in disbelief as he watched what had happened.

"Juan Carlos' long-range shot!!" Dagostino roared out in a trill, indicating that he was not at peace at this time.

The football was kicked by Carlos, as if a cannon cannon was ejected, and a white light flashed and went straight to the goal!

At this moment, Canizares suddenly felt a wave of regret in his heart—why did he shout "leave him alone"?

Carlos remembered what his boss had told him, don't think so much about his long-range shots, shoot hard, shoot hard, shoot the ball low, just do it!

The coach said: Miracles are made vigorously!

Vigorously!

Low!

Miracles are a great thing!

Carlos growled!

The soccer ball sticks to the turf, and the speed is as fast as the wind, like fire!

Passing by so many feet in the jungle penalty area, no one touched the football, and the football blasted almost straight forward!

Then, almost against the goal post, he frantically crashed into the net, knocking the snow-white net high into the air!

"Oh my God, ahh

It was definitely the craziest gol he'd ever roared!!!

PS: 10th update!I'm done!Ahhh

Brothers, is there still a monthly pass?!Is there still a commuter pass?!(To be continued.) )