Chapter 321: The General Unravels His Battle Robes

Able to control his body in any situation, make some unconventional saves, and ultimately keep the goal in the end.

With this spirit alone, Ou Chuliang is a respectable goalkeeper.

Most people will choose to give up when things are inviolable, and it is almost human instinct.

But the training of the goalkeeper is to counter this instinct. Even if you know you can't do it, you have to make your last effort.

For this alone, Ou Chuliang has surpassed most of the famous goalkeepers.

Maybe Ou Chuliang is not old enough, his qualifications are not old enough, and his experience is not enough, but his spirit of never giving up at any time is not even possessed by those goalkeepers when they were young.

What could be more respectable than a goalkeeper who fights for the team's victory and loss, life and death?

Looking at Ou Chuliang's gritted teeth and desperately outstretched hand on the big screen, he barely expanded his defensive range under the effect of inertia, and even looked a little ridiculous. But it was these few centimeters that made the linesman not see a ball in the corner that had crossed the goal line intact.

Maybe Inzaghi's header had already sent the ball half over the line, but so what?

As long as there is no overall goal, it is not a goal!

“OU!!! Again..."

"Again..."

"Saved the team once again!!"

The on-site commentator played a long tone, mobilizing the emotions of the fans in the audience.

In such a "life and death" game, facing the Serie A leader Napoli has not conceded a goal until now.

Is it a miracle?

No!

It's pure manpower!

In the press gallery, Leotta was on the verge of crying.

Not only Leotta, but almost all Napoli female fans couldn't help but cover their mouths when they saw Ou Chuliang's feet being entangled in the net when he "flew" in the air, causing his upper body to "snap" and fall to the ground.

How much it hurts!

"Why is he so stupid, he can not be so desperate!" Leotta felt his heart break, "The opponent is Juventus, they will score sooner or later, why fight so hard?" ”

But that's football!

The stadium is the battlefield, and the men who struggle will always do "stupid things" that women don't understand.

On the sidelines, Didier Deschamps held the ball in one hand and looked up at the Napoli goal.

Juve didn't throw the ball quickly and Acchulian earned their respect.

Bardini and Ayala scrambled into the goal, scrambling to untie the net wrapped around Acchulian's ankle. But because of his anxiety and clumsiness, the net on Ou Chuliang's ankle became tighter and tighter, and he couldn't untie it.

"Roberto, Francesco, I'll do it myself."

Ou Chuliang, who was lying on the ground, reluctantly turned around, and after Bardini and Ayala let go, he kicked the heel of his left foot a few times with the tip of his right foot.

After a few kicks, the sneaker on his left foot was kicked off the ground by Ou Chuliang. Then, in the same way, Occhulian kicked off the sneaker on his other foot.

"Oh, don't move."

Seeing that Ou Chuliang kicked both shoes down, Ayala reached out again, grabbed Ou Chuliang's feet and pulled the net rope down. Seeing this, Bardini on the other side also picked up Ou Chuliang's other foot and also dragged off the net.

All this was clearly captured by the footage behind the scene, and through the instructions of the director team, the broadcast signal of this camera was transmitted around the world with the satellite and entered thousands of households.

"When the team gets relegation day, I will untie the robe with the general!" Huang Jianxiang sat behind the table and couldn't help but sigh, sighing endlessly.

In Serie A, known as the mini-World Cup and recognized as the world's top football league, all 21 players and one referee stopped their hands and feet until Ou Chuliang's feet were untied from the rope net.

In addition, Serie A veterans like Bardini and Ayala willingly stayed by Ou Chuliang's side, regardless of the dirty smell, helping Ou Chuliang untie the net on his feet. And Allegri also ran into the goal at this time, picked up the Adi sneakers kicked by Ou Chuliang, and unbuckled them.

There was no one to command, no one to order, and not even Ou Chuliang himself opened his mouth to ask.

All this was a spontaneous act of the Napoli teammates.

Whether it's Allegri and Bardini in Italy, Ayala in Argentina or Klaassen in Germany, these players have gathered around Acchulian to help their goalkeepers break free from the net.

All this is because half a minute ago, Ouchulian helped the whole of Napoli to break free from the shadow of relegation.

Cast with peach, repay with Qiong Yao.

What's more, Ou Chuliang's hard work almost put his entire career into it.

Not afraid of danger, reckless of the consequences, and unreservedly fight to pounce.

This punch against inertia and the gravitational pull of the earth earned Ou Chulian the respect of all Italy.

"If he can help Inter win the title, I will seriously consider bringing him into my team." After a while, Moratti spoke slowly. It's like talking to yourself and it's like a promise to Raiola.

The round nose on the side is smiling in his heart, at this moment, even if Inter wants to buy, he may not necessarily "sell"!

Shop around, there are so many strong teams in Italy, so many pairs of eyes watching this game.

You Moratti saw Ou Chuliang's god-level performance showdown now, what did you do earlier?

Sorry, it's now in the seller's market!

If you Inter want it, we don't necessarily go there!

Moratti was naturally unaware of Raiola's change in mentality, and he was staring intently at the front of the Napoli goal, watching Acchulian put his shoes back on with the help of his teammates. Then he stood up and paced back and forth a few times.

Just as the referee's whistle blew to signal the resumption of play, Moratti only felt a jolt in his lower back.

Pull out Big Brother, flip open the lid, and put it to your ear to pick up the sound.

"Boss, Ronny scored and we were 1-0 up." The message on the other end of the line was extremely succinct, but it did a good job of reporting everything Moratti wanted to know.

"Good kick, good!" Moratti praised, "Tell Simeone that it's best to pass the ball to Rooney and let him score more!" ”

"Good boss!"

With two games left in Serie A, Bierhoff has scored 25 goals, while Ronaldo has only 23. If you want to be the top scorer in Serie A, Ronnie needs to keep working hard.

With a one-goal lead, Moratti is even less worried about the situation over there. He hung up his big brother and began to concentrate on watching the game here.

Juventus really didn't expect to encounter such a big obstacle on the road.

Not only was that damn goalkeeper exceptionally brave, but even the fans were shouting and cheering for the home team.

The game played for almost 40 minutes, and the first half was about to end. But looking at the fans who were not tired at the St. Paul's stadium, many Juventus stars pulled their faces one by one, pinched their waists, and their faces were full of bitterness.

The uncontrolled ball once again burrowed into Ouchuliang's arms like an obedient cat, and every ferocious shot by Juve felt like sending it home.

Calm, stable, sophisticated, unhurried.

Whenever Acchulian regained control of the tempo on the pitch, these Juventus grandmasters were troubled.

Especially midfielders like Zinedine Zidane and Antonio Conte.

They were supposed to dominate the rhythm of the field, but the Napoli goalkeeper repeatedly disrupted their newly built rhythm, and they all felt inexplicably irritated in their hearts.

In fact, Juventus have always been in control of the pitch and they are confident that they will win the game.

There are more passes and success rates than opponents.

Possession is also longer than the opposition's.

The number of shots on goal ratio is even more significant.

Peruzzi barely touched the ball at any other time, except for his serve.

But this is the situation, and the score is still 0-0.

It is true that the Serie A team is good at defending, but in the face of Juventus, who are good at attacking, no one expected Napoli to hold on to this point.

Zidane touched the top of his head and looked at Napoli from afar.

He knew that it was all because of the goalkeeper opposite!

With that goalkeeper here, Juventus has played so "passively" until now.

That's right, when the advantage doesn't translate into goals, those good stats can become a burden for the players.

"We must find a way to score first." Zidane shook his head, and inadvertently dropped a handful of hair on the lawn.

In May, Naples is not scorching, but the highest daytime temperature is around 26 degrees.

The Mediterranean climate of Naples, in particular, has caused many fans to take off their shirts and put their warmest emotions in the middle of the stadium.

"Even though you and I are on our side,

But the hearts are beating together,

I have no other luxury,

I want to stay with you forever,

Confidence in my loyalty,

As I trust in you. ”

Before they knew it, the home fans all stood up, shook their bodies from side to side with the fans next to them, and sang the song 'O Surdato' Nnammurato.

'O Surdato 'Nnammurato, which translates to 'Soldier in Love'.

Naples does not have an official team anthem, but this local Neapolitan folk song composed in 1915 is loved by the majority of Neapolitan fans.

The high singing voice was like a cool breeze that blew into the hearts of every Napoli player.

It blew away the players' worries, blew away the fatigue of the players who stuck to the first half, and blew away the players' fear of the Serie A leaders.

What about Juventus?

We are Naples!

He is the king of the South!

This is Naples!

This is São Paulo!

No one can win easily here!

“Oje vita, oje vita mia! (Oh, life, life is glittering!) )”

“O core e chi-stu core! (Ah, heart, heart singing!) )”

“si sta to 'oprim moam more。 (First love blooms like a bud.) )”

“e'o prim moe L'ur de mo sar rai pe' me! (The flowers of love bloom in the heart)"

As the singing became more and more high-pitched, the Neapolitan soldiers became more and more courageous. At this moment, the Napoli fans are the twelfth in the stadium, inspiring the whole team to move forward!

Inspired by the fans, Napoli launched a decent counterattack at the end of the first half.

In the 43rd minute, Bellucci suddenly tried a long-range shot in front of the penalty area.

Before Bellucci could get to his feet, Peruzzi reacted immediately.

As Italy's No. 1 national goal, Peruzzi certainly won't be rusty because he didn't "warm up" much in the first half.

Faced with Bellucci's shot, Peruzzi reacted almost at the same moment.

He first judged the direction of the ball and quickly moved it across the goal line.

If nothing else, Peruzzi, who had been prepared, would have bagged the not-so-high quality shot like his counterparts across from him.

But football is always full of surprises.

Bellucci's shot hit Montero's thigh and changed direction.

Immediately after the deflection, the ball flew towards Peruzzi's opposing defence and was within range of the goal frame.

At the last moment, Peruzzi stubbornly stopped castration. Like Ou Chuliang before, he desperately fought against the inertia of his body.

The moment the ball came to the goal, he slammed on the ground with one foot and threw it in the opposite direction.

"Chance!"

The on-site narrator was so excited that his bronchial tubes almost popped out of his throat.

"Whoosh!"

The 60,000 Napoli fans in the stadium kept their eyes wide open as they watched the speeding football.

Will it go in?

Will this goal be scored?

Silver Fox Lippi was also a little flustered at this time, and he looked anxiously in front of the Juventus goal, expecting Peruzzi to perform a miracle.

On the pitch, everyone's movements came to a standstill, and it seemed that Peruzzi was the only one moving.

After swooping in the opposite direction of inertia, Peruzzi took a breath and stretched out his slender arm to build an impregnable lifting pole in front of the Juventus goal.

"Ah!!!h

With a roar, Peruzzi's left palm firmly blocked the ball and stopped it in front of the goal.

"Bang!" With a bang, the ball smashed on the turf in front of the Juventus goal, and also hit the hearts of Napoli fans.

Ball, didn't score!

"Alas!!"

The whole of St. Paul is a sigh!

It's the home of Italy.

Peruzzi retained his reputation as Italy's No. 1 goalkeeper in front of tens of millions of compatriots.

"What a world-class save!" Juve's commentator screamed, "This is Juve's goalkeeper!" This is the goalkeeper of Italy! ”

The Juventus commentator poured countless words of praise on Peruzzi, and he is sure that in this World Cup year, Italian fans will pay more attention to their goalkeeper.

He was right, and most of the Italian fans were giving Peruzzi a thumbs up.

But except for Napoli fans.

At this moment, the on-site commentator also exclaimed, pulling the fans out of their chagrin: "It's not over yet, it's not over yet!" ”

The ball fell right in front of Peruzzi, but Peruzzi was completely on the ground at the moment, and it seemed that it was not lightly falling.

Let him get up as quickly as Ou Chuliang, that is what will kill him.

And the reason why Bellucci's long-range shot is that he can't penetrate Juve's defense, so there should be no Napoli players in the Juventus penalty area at the moment.

But just as Pexoto ran forward to intercept the ball, a blue figure followed him at some point.

"Damir!"

In the exclamation of the on-site commentator, Damir, who had been injured for several games, once again rushed into the camera and soaked into the field of vision of the fans.

Pexoto didn't seem to notice anyone behind him, and he continued to run unhurriedly towards the ball. Looking at the bouncing ball, it seems that I want to wait for the ball to land at a suitable height before stopping it.

"Someone!"

"Break the siege!"

"Kick the ball out!"

Multiple roars alerted Pesoto, but Damir had already rushed behind her.

"Bang!"

seemed to be aware of the person behind him, and Pexoto didn't hesitate anymore, and turned around directly, wanting to clear the siege with a big foot.

However, he still underestimated Damir's speed and the distance between the two.

Pexoto forced a strong turn and kicked Damir, and he himself fell to the ground as he turned 180 degrees.

The ball bounced off Damir and bounced towards the Juventus goal, and Peruzzi almost instinctively pushed himself to his feet, stretched out his left arm and used his fingers to block the ball off the crossbar.

"Bang!"

The Italian international fell again on the goalline.

Looking at the ball that fell on the top net, Peruzzi gasped.

Lao Tzu finally didn't disgrace the Italians!

At this moment, a sigh was heard again at the St. Paul's Stadium.

Even more lost than the one just now.

"It's amazing, it's just amazing!"

Juve's commentator was the first to come to his senses.

"I don't know if it's the most spectacular save in the world, but I dare say it's the best save I've ever seen in my career!"

Although Ou Chuliang has also contributed several saves that are no less enjoyable than Peruzzi's before, after all, it is his home team that is commentating, and of course he has to contribute more rainbow farts.

"It's worthy of Italy, with such a goalkeeper, what are we afraid of in this year's French summer?"

Amid the heart-rending chants of the Juventus commentators, Peruzzi's status in Serie A and Italy is constantly being held too high.

And the save just now is indeed qualified to be praised to such a height.

"Juventus is also famous!" Moratti sighed again.

Pagliuca was Italy's international in '94, but this year, Peruzzi became the No. 1 and Pagliuca became the substitute.

Now to see Peruzzi make such a brilliant save again, Moratti would be a lie to say that it is not sour.

"Is Inter going to be the No. 2 player like Pagliuca?" Thinking of Inter and Juventus' current standings in Serie A, Moratti frowned.

After Peruzzi's successive saves, the Juventus players also came to their senses, and many players broke out in a cold sweat.

Oh my God, if this is really stolen by Napoli, then this ball is really hard to play!

After this, Juve began to retreat rhythmically under the command of Lippi.

Napoli's corners, set-pieces and low crosses did not pose any further threat to Peruzzi's goal.

Seeing this, Lippi also breathed a sigh of relief.

It was so thrilling just now.

That's it in the first half, if you want to win against Napoli, you can make a fuss in the second half.

In this way, after two or three more minutes of play, the referee blew the whistle for the end of the game.

"OU, good kick!"

"OU, keep it beautiful!"

"Angelo, thanks to you!"

"Angro, you're good!"

Players from both sides walked up to their goalkeepers after the whistle and offered encouragement and blessings.

Everyone knows that if it weren't for the heroic performance of these two top Serie A goalkeepers, the score on the field would not be a duck egg until now.

"Nothing, that's what I'm supposed to do!" Ou Chuliang unbuttoned his gloves and swung them, in his opinion, any save he made was a matter of course.

"Nothing, that's what I'm supposed to do!" Peruzzi also waved his hand and motioned to his teammates not to mention it again.

After coming to the sidelines, Ou Chuliang shouted to Moreira on the bench: "Little Mo, bring me a bottle of water." ”

On the other side, Peruzzi whispered to Lippi with a bitter expression: "Coach, I think I need a massage coach." ”