Originally, a person with hair pushed a big bald head, and the bald scoop itself has fallen off, the concept is completely different, that is, the difference between a kiwi and an egg. And Everton striker Andy Johnson is the best of the eggs, shining brightly.

The 27-year-old is Everton's highest-paid player, with the short, short, slick winger scoring 21 goals in the Premier League in the 0405 season, compared to Scar's 25 in that year. However, since his move to Everton in '05, he has gradually indulged in fake falls. As Mourinho put it, Johnson is a 'man of no integrity' who has 'spent his life chasing fake falls'. For this reason, Johnson almost went to court to sue Mu Shuai for defamation.

In fact, Johnson's fake fall is not clever, and it does not reach the level described by Inzaghi at all, he just dares to fall, and he is good at the number and the harvest is widespread. Otherwise, he would not have lost the reputation of 'fake wrestling king', making everyone known and notorious.

At that point in the first half, Johnson was about to drop a penalty, but unfortunately he didn't calculate it half a step early, but things on the line were ambiguous, and if it wasn't Maldini, maybe he would have fallen in.

Maldini and Nesta paid attention, if anyone can make these two immortals yin again, it is really worth bragging about for a lifetime. Playing until the second half, Johnson never found a chance to dive.

Baines went down and slashed the pass to Arteta, and the Spanish forward dodged Pirlo's pressing sideways, passed the ball diagonally to Johnson from the other side, and the bald head took advantage of the situation and went into the box.

The inner beauty rushed to drive him to the baseline, and Gattuso happened to recycle and keep an eye on Arteta, who was about to respond, so that Maldini had a short time to spare.

While the horses pressed on Johnson from their sides, they whispered to Nesta "Inner!" "The two old monsters don't need to communicate anything more, and they immediately have a tacit understanding about what they are going to do next.

I saw that the graceful inner beauty instantly turned into a mountain bandit, and swept with her right leg one foot off the ground, and the target was obviously not football but Johnson's facebone. At the same time, Maldini, who was immortal, also turned into a mace, and the momentum of the shovel from behind could not help but remind people of the bloodthirstiness of Attila, the king of the Huns.

Johnson was overjoyed, and after a moment of holding on to his hind legs, he rose violently, as if he had been struck by lightning.

The bald head was strong on the ground, hugging his calves and rolling endlessly, screaming miserably as if his whole body was broken. When the expected whistle blew, Johnson squinted and peeked in his busy schedule, only to find Nesta and Maldini standing beside him, with endless banter and ridicule in their eyes.

Nesta didn't kick him at all, Maldini didn't tackle him at all, and the two immortals just made a look at the same time, and the point didn't count until now, and the feint was fouled, and he was a light year away from him. To others, Johnson was like a remote-controlled spring man, his performances were full of exaggeration and falsehood, completely out of the question, and the old man who came out on the street to touch porcelain as an amateur on the first day was more like him.

The furious Spanish referee Laos couldn't wait for Johnson to get up from the ground and couldn't wait to show him a yellow card, followed by a red card. In the first half, Touqiang and Bonella clashed, and the two had Huang first.

died before leaving the school, Andy Johnson was still looking back three times when he walked off the field, and his eyes were in his eyes

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is unwilling and desolate, and the spring breeze in March cannot soothe his soul. Johnson couldn't figure out how Maldini and Nesta, who looked fair-eyed and upright, were such chicken thieves, and the fake movements ranged from momentum to rhythm to realism.

The two football veterans of the horse team and the inner beauty joined hands to teach Johnson a life lesson, fake fall is not such a play, fake fall is an art, a realm.

The referee awarded a free-kick in the Milan penalty area, and after Karachi set the ball away, Maldini waved him away. The kung fu in Karachi's goalkeeper is quite improvised, but the soles of his feet are really average, and the accuracy of his long passes basically depends on his character.

The horse team slowly and lazily opened the running distance, in fact, his eyes have been observing the situation in the front court, and after seeing Zhuo Yang give him a secret gesture from afar, the horse team immediately began to run. At the same time as hitting the ball in the front third of the ball of his right foot, Zhuo Yang also suddenly cut in the front court, and Maldini and he were aiming at the 40-meter line outside the top of the arc.

The long pass that is accurate to the point has always been a unique skill developed by the horse team in the central defender position, but this time he was a bit embarrassed, this kick was obviously a bit big, the football had a strange acceleration at the end of the flight, Zhuo Yang jumped up and stretched his neck almost out of the giraffe and couldn't get on the football.

The football passed Zhuo Yang and the crowd that surrounded it, smashed into the grass behind them, and bounced up again in an instant, as high as it came and went.

The Howard goalkeeper was supposed to attack, but only halfway through the attack, it was found that everyone had missed the top. He braked to his feet, and after the ball bounced back, he was in a good position to pick up the second spot.

As the ball was about to reach Howard's air defense zone, it suddenly had another strange acceleration level flight, which flew directly over his head before falling again, right on the goal line. 'Whew! ’

Maldini's direct free-kick from more than 90 meters at the back is a sword to seal the throat!

It was said that it was very windy today, and the Goodison Park stadium was not windproof, and they all said that today's wind was very weird, sometimes big and sometimes small. The ball was not kicked in by the horses, it was the wind that blew him in. The wind is the English wind, but the goal is Italian. In the 71st minute of the game, Milan 21, the aggregate score is 32, and Everton must score at least two more.

Tim Howard was a man of heart and it wasn't until four years later that he finally got his chance to follow the example and score the same goal against Bolton Wanderers in the Premier League. On that day, he became the fourth goalkeeper in the Premier League to score, he said in his post-match interview

- "Gale is the goalkeeper's enemy, I can feel how he feels about the opposing goalkeeper). I was beaten in the same way by the great Maldini, and it was just terrible. ”

Zhuo Yang picked up Maldini from behind and threw him in a circle, and when he put it down, the forty-year-old horse team was dizzy and couldn't stand steadily, although he said that Zhuo Yang was not big or small, but Maldini's happy face looked like a groom at the door of the cave room.

"The horse team, it's all like this, what kind of retirement! Playing for another two years is not a problem at all. Zhuo Yang's smile was sincere, and what he said was sincere, Maldini could feel it.

Zhuo Yang, my good brother, at my age, whether I retire or not actually has little to do with whether I can still play or not.