The doorposts are still shaking, and people's hearts are still shaking.

Zhang Yuxuan's powerful volley hit the goalpost and also knocked on the hearts of tens of millions of Italian fans.

Didn't you say that the Chinese team was a weak chicken?

Didn't you say that the Chinese team was the best dish in the group?

Doesn't it mean that the Chinese team has no strength?

What's going on with this kick?

Did Italy have a shot on the woodwork so far?

The Italian fans stopped squeaking.

Old Maldini stopped babbling.

Overall, Italy did not have any problems attacking and defending this time.

Although Di Matteo made the team's attack cumbersome, in the end he used his individual ability to shake off Li Tie and kick a good shot from a good angle.

Such an offense, enough!

Then there's the defense.

Cannavaro and Maldini dragged forward to assist the elder Maldini's instructions, and before Acchulian made a move, Cannavaro was already desperately chasing back. Although No. 5 Kustacuta was in the end, he was on the other side of the pitch when Ouchulian passed.

This defensive speed is already good.

Then Zhang Yuluo won the ball, and then single-handedly, Cannavaro made up the defense, and did not lose position.

Pagliuca's positioning and saves were decent, with no mistakes.

Since there is no problem with the offense and the players, what is the problem?

It can only be on the Chinese team!

Was it a spontaneous counterattack by their players, or was it arranged by that Yugoslav coach?

Maldini Sr. couldn't help but turn his head to look at Ladd, who was also annoyed by the post on the other side of the pitch.

Both the foreign coach and the Chinese coaching staff are frustrated at the moment.

Obviously, the first goal of the World Cup was close at hand, but in the end, it was a millimeter missing. The members of the coaching staff were in a straight up and down like a roller coaster, and regret was written all over their faces.

"Looks like it wasn't Rad's doing." After observing the expressions of the Chinese coaching staff, the elder Maldini judged.

"If it's not the coach's established tactics, it's the players' on-the-spot play!"

Thinking of this, the elder Maldini looked at the front of the Chinese team.

As the initiator of the attack just now, Ou Chuliang stood one step in front of the small penalty line. His gaze was resolute, his eyes were ahead, and he could no longer see any joy or sorrow.

"A goalkeeper can think of a counterattack at the moment of a save, and find a counter-attack in a split second and carry it out... Does such a goalkeeper really exist in the world? Or is the goalkeeper revolution coming soon? ”

Just as the elder Maldini was lost in thought, a hurried whistle sounded on the pitch.

"Beep, beep, beep..."

A series of whistles brought everyone back to reality, and the two team doctors on the Italian side immediately made a decision and ran onto the field with medical kits.

"What's going on?" Maldini Sr. asked, grabbing the assistant coach's wrist.

Old Maldini's hand grasped him like an eagle's talon, and although the assistant coach pouted, he still reluctantly said: "Monsieur Maldini, it's Fabio!" ”

"He just fell to the ground in a tackle and never got up again..."

Cannavaro is injured?

This "terrifying" news was like a thunderbolt over the head of the elder Maldini, who hurriedly pushed away the crowd and squeezed into the field, looking towards his own door.

"Hey, Mr. Maldini, you can't enter the stadium!" Seeing that the elder Maldini had crossed the line, the fourth official came up and reminded him.

"Don't get in my way, don't get in my way!" Old Maldini, who was blocked from view, struggled, craned his neck and crossed his feet, looking at the forbidden area that was gradually filled with crowds.

What happened to Cannavaro?

Will he be able to continue playing?

If this one doesn't work, what about the rest of the World Cup matches?

Old Maldini finally panicked.

"Fabio, how are you?" Maldini fell to one knee and took Cannavaro in his arms.

"Foot, my foot hurts, I, I think it's hurt..."Cannavaro was sweating profusely, his face was pale, and he couldn't tell that he had just run with all his might.

The team doctor lifted Cannavaro's foot and spun it slightly.

"Fabio, how do you feel?"

"No, not there!" Cannavaro shook his head repeatedly, "It's not the ankle, it's the toe." ”

Toe?

The two team doctors looked at each other, got the referee's approval, and hurriedly took off Cannavaro's boots.

The moment Cannavaro's feet were pulled out of his shoes, everyone gasped.

The top of the white socks had long been covered in reddish-brown, and this bright red could not have been caused by sweat stains.

Cannavaro is injured!

The camera zooms in, and the spectators in the stands and in front of the TV realize what happened.

The referee saw that it was only a "skin injury", so he urged: "Sir, I think you should go to the field for treatment." ”

The two team medics nodded, working together to set Cannavaro up.

In this way, the two sandwiched Cannavaro in the middle, and the latter landed on his right foot and jumped off the court from the baseline.

"Beep beep beep!"

Seeing Cannavaro go off the field, the referee immediately resumed the game.

"Corner kick of the Chinese team!"

After seeing the referee's decision, many Italian fans did not react.

"What's going on?"

"How can it be a corner kick for the Chinese team?"

When the elder Maldini and the fans looked up at the big screen in the air, they realized what had just happened.

"Oh!"

"It turned out that the moment Zhang Yuluo shot at the goal, Cannavaro blocked it in the end, and the ball hit Cannavaro's toe and changed direction!"

Huang Jianxiang explained in slow motion.

"If Cannavaro hadn't blocked it, the ball might have gone in!"

Indeed, judging from the result of the shot hitting the post, if Cannavaro hadn't stretched out his foot to block it slightly, Zhang Yuli would have scored the first goal of the World Cup for the Chinese team just now!

When Cannavaro used such a vulnerable position on his toes to block Zhang's close-range burst, was his foot really okay?

Since most of the Chinese players were in the backfield, fans were looking at Cannavaro behind the goal while waiting for the Chinese players to come to the Italian penalty area to take a position.

The white socks had been removed by the team doctor, and the big toe of Cannavaro's left foot was dripping with blood.

Many female fans couldn't see the blood, but they were unwilling to miss Cannavaro's injury, so they covered their faces and observed Cannavaro's situation through their fingers.

The team doctor took out the disinfectant and wiped Cannavaro's left foot clean.

When the foot gradually revealed itself, Cannavaro couldn't help but ask, "Mr. Doctor, how is my foot, is it okay... Shhh!!h ”

With Cannavaro screaming, a bloodshot block appeared on the team doctor's tweezers, which looked like clear plastic.

"That's... What is that? Cannavaro shuddered.

"It's your big toein, Fabio." The team doctor shook his head, pointed to Cannavaro's left big toe, and said, "Your big toenail has almost completely fallen off due to the impact just now. And your left big toe and index finger are swollen. ”

"What?"

Before Cannavaro could recover from his surprise, another team doctor ordered, "Fabio, try to move your toes." ”

"It's... Is this so? Cannavaro made a slight attempt to twist his toes in a slow circle as the two team doctors watched.

The two team doctors looked at each other and nodded to each other.

"Mr. Doctor, what the hell is my foot? I.. Will I be able to return to the field and continue playing? ”

"Back on the field?" The team doctor smiled bitterly and shook the tweezers in his hand, "Fabio, your toenails are all off, how can you run?" How else to play football? ”

"Also, that is, I, I..." Cannavaro's words did not come out of the way.

"That's right, Mr. Fabio, you may have to say goodbye to this World Cup early!" Reluctantly, the team doctor announced a decision that broke Cannavaro's heart.

"This, how is this possible, I, I'm obviously very well protected..."Thinking that his World Cup journey was about to come to an end, even a tough guy like Cannavaro couldn't help but wet his eyes with tears.

"Don't worry, Fabio." Seeing that Cannavaro's mentality was a little broken, the team doctor hurriedly advised, "It's nothing, it's not a big deal!" ”

"Your toes are just swollen, there's nothing wrong with your bones. Disinfect every day, it only takes a month for the toenails to grow almost the same, and this time is just enough to reduce the swelling..."

"A month?!" Cannavaro lamented, "The World Cup is over in a month!" Even if Italy makes it to the final, I won't be able to participate! ”

The two team doctors glanced at each other, and they both saw helplessness in each other's eyes.

The two team doctors have been in this business for a long time and are used to seeing serious injuries and illnesses in football players. Falling out of the toenails and redness and fractures of the toes and torn bones are simply pediatric.

Suffering such a "light" injury is a blessing in misfortune for an athlete.

But it cannot be denied that this injury is enough to make Cannavaro say goodbye to the World Cup completely.

How can an athlete who doesn't even have a big toenail still run, defend, play football on the field?

On the sidelines, the elder Maldini, who had been anxiously waiting, also got the result of Cannavaro's push.

He waved his hand helplessly and called Pexoto to his side.

"Gianluka, I need you to focus more on defense."

The Juventus defender, who has played for six Serie A clubs, stood next to Maldini Sr. and listened to his teachings.

'Leave the task of assisting Paul, Italy needs your speed.'

"If the situation just happens again, I hope you can solve the threat outside the box as soon as possible, understand?"

"Got it, coach." Pexoto looked serious.

The Chinese team's corner kick was not of high quality and was pushed out of the penalty area by Albertini in front of the team.

Di Matteo turned a little slow after winning the ball, and Xu Hong was already behind him.

The hurried pass was shoveled out of bounds by Sun Jihai, and the Chinese team won time to return to the defense.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, the fourth official on the sidelines held up the substitution card.

"Italy has changed." There was a hint of surprise in Huang Jianxiang's voice, "No. 4 Cannavaro is no longer good, and he was replaced by No. 7 Pesoto." ”

"I have to say, Zhang Yuxuan's kick is really explosive, judging from the big screen at the scene, his toenails seem to have been kicked off completely."

"We could see that he was jumping back into the tunnel little by little with the help of the team doctor."

"Italian coach Maldini Sr. has nothing to do about it."

"He seemed to be saying: 'Changing defenders before the end of the first half, is the Chinese team's attack too sharp?' ”

"Pexoto, who came on as a substitute, is from Juventus and has just helped Juventus win the Serie A title. Pexoto is short in stature but fast, and can play at both left and right full-backs. ”

"The Chinese team should be careful, be careful of the surprise attack of Pexotto."

Huang Jianxiang, who is keen on Serie A, can be said to be a treasure for Italian players, not only the main force, but also the substitute Huang Jianxiang on the sidelines knows where they play and their experience and personal style.

But it was such an almost fanatical Serie A fan who smiled with joy when Italy was forced to make a substitution.

There is only one reason, because Italy's opponent is China!

Everyone knows that Huang Jianxiang is a fan of Serie A, but in today's microphone, Huang Jianxiang turned into a "fighter against Italy" who was charging forward, and belittled Italy, which he once loved so much, like a second- or third-rate team.

It's just to help the fans build confidence.

After Italy's substitutions, the game continued.

But the discerning person could see that the Italian attack was no longer as fluid as before, and seemed to be thinking about something.

Di Matteo's incomprehensible running continues, and he always runs to the No. 9 and a half position, not only does he not help Italy organize the attack, but on the contrary, he is more like a Chinese defender in a blue shirt, repeatedly helping the Chinese team clear the siege.

Another central midfielder, Di Livio, also has some problems with Di Matteo, and the 32-year-old Di Livio can be regarded as Italy's "old fritters".

From the very beginning of the race, Di Livio ran back and forth on the right flank. He disappeared from Juventus' best crosses, and even short passes were rarely seen.

Coupled with Vieri's deliberate avoidance of Wu Chengying on this side, Italy's attack was mostly concentrated on the right side of the Chinese team.

In this way, Italy's monotonous attacking style rarely threatens the door of Acchulian.

In the first half, apart from Ouchuliang's textbook fish leap save, Italy's attack was more of a test of a goalkeeper's basic skills.

And Ou Chuliang's basic skills are much more solid than his delicate appearance.

is still the same sentence, the layman looks at the excitement, and the insider looks at the doorway.

A team that is good at defending and a team that is strict is fighting, and it is difficult to even have a shot on goal.

Ordinary fans are not cool enough to watch, but those expert coaches and scouts are watching with relish.

"Italy's attack dragged on again, and the ball should have been straight into the box!"

"It's okay to pass it on, but haven't you seen it?"

"The side road, the side road is out of the gap!"

"Baggio is yelling, can't he hear him even if he can't see it?"

"Vieri ran away again in vain."

"What is old Maldini doing? Hasn't he seen the severity of the problem yet? ”

The comments about Italy are one-sided, and Italy, the runner-up of the last edition, has infinitely magnified its weaknesses and shortcomings in front of fans all over the world.

And the evaluation of the Chinese team is also one side, but it is just the other side!

"Yo, this ball is well defended, and it's very hard!"

"It's such a deadly tackle that makes the Italians throw a rat trap!"

"This time the bag is good, although the individual ability is insufficient, but the defensive effect of two people is always greater than that of one."

"Is this the goalkeeper's command? I just ran to the passing route! ”

"Tut-tut, this young goalkeeper's fundamentals are so solid."

"There is no trace of panic on his face, he is simply a natural Mr. Big Scene!"

In the 47th minute, the Italians attacked for the last time of the first half.

Albertini and Dino Baggio controlled the ball firmly at their feet, neither too far back to give the referee a "don't want to attack" wrong prompt, nor too far forward to cause the ball to be tackled by the Chinese player.

The two partnered with each other to form a "small circle" in the front lane, and little by little penetrated the ball into the front of the Chinese team's penalty area.

At the last minute, the Chinese players did not dare to relax.

One by one, they firmly guarded their positions, but whenever there was an intruder, they immediately rushed forward and drove the other party out.

Neither side dared to make a move easily, and just like that, time passed minute by minute.

When the referee kept looking at his watch, thinking about whether to directly end the Italian attack.

Nesta received the ball and suddenly dribbled in and did not return the ball to either Dinobaggio or Albertini.

Facing the forward insertion of the opponent's back, Li Tie and Ma Mingyu hurriedly wrapped their bags left and right and closed the door.

But Costa's big-picture outlook is so good that he can almost finish in the top three today. He stepped forward with the ball at this time, just to see the defensive gap of the Chinese team.

So at the moment before Li Tie and Ma Mingyu closed the door, Costa rushed out with the ball.

After passing the level, his face suddenly opened up.

Wu Chengying hurriedly retreated to the penalty area to make up for the defense, and General Fan also posted it, trying to cut off the connection between Nesta and the ball.

"Nesta with the ball..."

"Rushed over!"

Huang Jianxiang's voice was a little anxious.

He wasn't very optimistic about Italy's attack, but his right eyelid jerked with every step Nesta took forward.

Steal, steal, break it quickly!

Huang Jianxiang prayed in his heart.

But after General Fan leaned over, he was also a rat trap.

Nesta's body is thin and very prone to injury. In other words, the one who entered the penalty area of the Chinese team with the ball was a glass man!

Can't let him shatter in the Chinese team's penalty area!

General Fan hesitated, and Costa took another step forward with the ball.

It was this step that forced Ou Chuliang to move closer to the near goalpost. At this angle, Costa can already shoot from a tight angle.

Wu Chengying had already retreated from the side at this time, and when General Fan and Costa were pulling, they were about to grab the ball at the latter's feet.

But at this moment, Costa, who had used his last strength to catch up with the ball, finally made his move.

With a swing of his right foot, he didn't sweep across the middle or hit the goal from a tight angle as one might expect. Instead, step over the ball hard and knock it backwards with your heel!

How did he see it?

At this moment, all Chinese fans were stunned!

Such a wild breakthrough followed by such a delicate pass, so cleverly designed, is rare in A-A.

Seeing Vieri on the ball, all Chinese fans tensed their nerves.

After Nesta's breakthrough, he was left with plenty of defensive gaps behind him. The ball and Vieri, who had already picked up his right leg, happened to be here.

Rumble!

An explosion sounded on the edge of the Chinese team's penalty area, like a thunderbolt struck the Chinese team's penalty area.

Zhang Jihua and Xu Hong stretched their legs and flew away, but neither of them touched the ball.

Vieri didn't hesitate to volley hard, and this shot was even more ferocious than that of "Barty GO"!

The ball vanished in place for a split second, leaving behind a trail of gray shadows.

Half a second later, the black and white ball reappeared in people's sight.

And this time, it's more like someone has been distracted from time travel.

"It's Ou Chuliang!!" Huang Jianxiang's broken sound sounded in the microphone again.

"Baggio!"

"Kicked out!"

In just one second, no one's mouth can keep up with the speed of the eyes and brain.

It wasn't until Ou Chuliang, who fell to the ground, bowed over and swept the ball out of the penalty area with his feet against the turf, that the cheers on the Delmar pitch reached the top.

"Ou Chuliang!"

"It's the young player Ou Chuliang again!!"

Huang Jianxiang's joy was endless, this time, even with obvious tendencies, no one protested and complained.

Because it was Ou Chuliang who just saved the national football team in front of the goal line!