Chapter 32: The Beauty of Regret

Regarding the question that Li Jinyu and they argued, Ou Chuliang did not understand, but it was difficult to answer.

Everyone's perception of football is different, and so is the perception of football.

Some people think that football is just a simple sport; Some people believe that football is a culture that can be passed on; Some people think that football represents the strength of a country; There are also those who believe that football is just a tool for gambling.

Different positions lead to different opinions.

There is no right or wrong between flashy football and utilitarian football, and in this case, it is not the minority that has to listen to the many.

Perhaps for Romario, he is an artist, and what he pursues is to create a few goals that can be remembered by the world in his limited career; For the rest of the Brazilian national team, coaches, officials, businessmen, politicians, and fans, a Hercules Cup is more precious than anything else.

Can you say that Romario made the wrong choice?

You can only say that Romario and you do not agree on it.

If you have to talk about right or wrong, it is wrong that when you choose someone in the first place, you should not choose such a player who does not regard winning the championship as a lifelong pursuit.

The slightest mistake is a thousand miles.

Perhaps Romario had just fallen, and by this time the Brazilians were already lifting the cup.

"There is a question of football philosophy involved here, and different football philosophies have different ultimate pursuits for football."

"Just like the football emperor Beckenbauer, the highest goal pursued by German football he represents is to fight and win! It's a kind of utilitarian football, realistic football! ”

But in addition to fighting and winning, football also has a larger mission, which is to "create", to create a classic beauty that will be remembered for a long time.

"At the end of the day, football is an art in addition to being a sport. For art, beauty is its highest state. Victory and defeat are only temporary, but beauty is eternal. ”

"A great footballer may have many championship medals, but a person who is adventurous and dares to put victory and defeat aside to strive for beauty is just as great."

"Romario's choice may seem like an 'adventure' to you. But for him, isn't it an attempt to pursue beauty? ”

Ou Chuliang's words can be regarded as a very clear explanation.

There is nothing wrong with either side, it's just that they stand at different angles.

Looking at the players on the screen who continued to play between the two sides, Li Jinyu, who was digesting Ou Chuliang's remarks, asked softly: "Brother Ou, who do you say will win this game in the end?" ”

"Who knows?" Ou Chuliang spread his hands, he knew the result, but he was not sure.

"Brother Ou, do you think the two sides can play a penalty shootout?" Li Jinyu asked again.

"Quite possibly." Ou Chuliang nodded.

"Why?"

"Because penalties are more beneficial to the Italians." "The Italians are already good at defending, and Pagliuca is Sampdoria's main goalkeeper. If I were Pereira, I wouldn't want the team to play a penalty against Italy! That's the most smelly tactic! ”

That's right, exchanging penalties with a team with a top goalkeeper would be stupid.

After Ou Chuliang finished speaking, he secretly clenched his fists. In his heart, he still hopes that Pagliuca will work a miracle.

Sure enough, thirty minutes later, neither side achieved anything.

The first match in the history of the World Cup final to be played 0-0 in regulation time and required a penalty shootout.

Samsung Italy VS Samsung Brazil, the Yankees really earned it.

The Azzurri's No.6 Baresi was the first to stand in front of the ball and in the next second, his shot knocked the plane down in the sky.

And Pagliuca did repeat itself in history, creating a small miracle. No. 15 Santos' penalty kick went to his left and hit Pagliuca's fist.

Subsequently, No. 11 Albertini and No. 17 Evani, No. 11 Romario and No. 6 Blanco all had shots, and the score became 2-2.

After that, Italy's No. 19 Masaro came on. He also landed the ball in Tafarel's fist, and the pressure was on Pagliuca again.

Brazil captain Dunga played the ball to the other side of Pagliuca with a fourth skill, a sophisticated footwork.

"Oh !!"

All the Italian fans present let out a groan of despair.

"Brother Ou, didn't you say that Italy is good at penalty kicks?"

"Being good doesn't mean winning outright. The ball is round, maybe Baggio kicked the ball away! ”

"What? That's impossible! Li Jinyu screamed like a cat with its tail stepped on, "Baggio is a hero of Italy, he brought Italy here!" He was destined to be the one who helped Italy to work miracles! ”

After hearing Li Jinyu's declaration, Ou Chuliang shook his head and didn't say anything more.

The penalty shootout came to the fifth round, the most crucial round.

At this time, the eyes of fans all over the world widened as they watched Robert Baggio slowly walking towards the penalty spot.

Four years ago, Baggio was not reused by the manager, although he also played for Italy.

Four years later, Baggio finally stood on the World Cup as the absolute main force, and led Italy, which was in a slump, to stumble all the way to the final.

Now, he is standing in front of the penalty spot again to take the penalty that "must" be scored.

For Italy, if they want to get a chance of survival, they will have to save Brazil's last penalty with Baggio scoring the ball.

This is too difficult for Italy, which is already exhausted.

Baggio stood in front of the penalty spot and no one knew what he was thinking.

Although Ou Chuliang, who was reborn once, knew the result, at this moment, he was still with his other teammates, staring at the screen with his fists clenched.

He wants to see Baggio score, just as he wants to change Chinese football.

The injured Baggio was already a little overwhelmed, but he still walked with resolute steps and ran towards the ball.

Boom!

Boom!

Two muffled sounds, it was the sound of a football hitting the beam.

Ou Chuliang's eyes were firmly fixed on the football that bounced back into the field, and his heart was like a tumbling sea, undulating in his heart.

He clearly remembers that Baggio's last kick was a direct blow to the ball, without even touching the hair on the crossbar.

Why is this happening?

Is this little butterfly really stirring up its wings?

Just as Acchulian was thinking, Tafarel had already gotten up from the ground and rushed out of the goal.

Before he could take two steps, he fell to his knees with his fists in the air.

At this moment, Roberto Baggio became the backdrop for the Brazilians. In the World Cup, he left a poignant melancholy back.

"Look, that's the beauty of regret in football." Looking at Baggio's lonely back, Ou Chuliang said softly.

At this time, Li Jinyu, Zhang Yonghai and others had already burst into tears and couldn't help themselves.

Although it is clear that the penalty kick has reached this point, it will be difficult for Italy to win again. But when Baggio did deflect the penalty wide, all the Italian fans couldn't hold back their tears.

Looking at Baggio's lonely back on the screen, at this moment, they seemed to understand something.

The World Cup is over, and Brazil has once again won the championship.

The world of black and white is so touching and unforgettable.

That night, Ou Chuliang leaned over his desk and wrote his memoirs of the World Cup seriously.

“... For a moment, I even thought Baggio was deliberately kicking the penalty away..."

“... At that time, Italy was already at the end of their power, and even if Baggio scored a penalty, Pagliuca would have a hard time saving Brazil's penalty. ”

“... As the leader of the team, at the last moment of the World Cup, Baggio even burned his soul for the Italian national team. ”

“... If you're going to lose the game, why don't I bear the notoriety? ”

Acchulian doesn't believe Baggio will really give up his last hope of winning the title at the last minute, but that doesn't prevent him from speculating from another angle.

Depending on the standpoint, the angle from which the problem is observed will naturally be different.

Between the footballs, which are round and sewn from thirty-two pieces of leather, who knows?

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Finally, pay tribute to Colombian defender Escobar, who was shot after the World Cup. If you are interested, you can search for "The Two Escobars" and really put yourself in the shoes of other countries to learn about football.

Compared with the darkness of Colombia, Chinese football is indeed a little insignificant.