Chapter 447: The duel between the big guys
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In the summer of that year, during an ordinary student football summer camp match, the goalkeeper of the Aquizta Middle School in Paduwa Province was injured, and the 13-year-old Francisco Toldo, who played as a right-back, put on the goalkeeper's gloves and made an impromptu cameo at the instigation of his peers.
On that day, Zhuo Yang was born in Xi'an, China.
There are many lamentations in world football, and Toldozhi and Gianluigi Buffon are undoubtedly a typical and famous pair. The seven-year-old Toldo's entire national team career has been shrouded in the shadow of Buffon, with only 29 appearances in his 10-year national team career, and except for the highlight of Buffon's 2000 European Championship due to a finger injury, Toldo has been the goalkeeper of the Italian national team for the vast majority of friendlies, and there is no record in the final stage of other major tournaments.
With Pagliuca and Peruzzi in front of him, and Buffon in the back, the whole world can only say that it is not the right time for Toldo.
Even in Serie A, in the summer of 2001, when the famous Serie A goalkeeper Roulette transferred Toldo to Inter Milan. In fact, he was originally going to join Barcelona that season, and the contract was signed, if it happens, Toldo will become the goalkeeper at Camp Nou, the world's highest salary, but the bankrupt Fiorentina has a ghost and agreed to Parma with a higher transfer fee.
One daughter and two marriages, with the closing of the La Liga transfer window, Toldo came to Meazza in a rage, and his worth of 26.5 million is also the second in Serie A goalkeepers, and the first is still Buffon.
From the beginning of the 2001 season, Toldo made a huge contribution to the revival of Inter Milan, and he was intimidating to all with his goal. But in the past four years, Buffon has monopolized the best goalkeeper in Serie A at Juventus, and you are not desperate? Toldo could only compete with AC Milan goalkeeper Dida for second place, which became a kind of helpless comfort.
In fact, since the beginning of this season, the 35-year-old Toldo's position as the No. 1 goalkeeper at Inter Milan has gradually given way to the new Brazilian Giulio Cesar, and the time and age are really cruel and painful, and Cesar, who is a year younger than Buffon, is becoming Meazza's new hope. To start in the Champions Cup, Toldo relied on his extensive European experience.
Toldo flew in front of goal, his left fingertips meeting in front of the eerie arc of the football in front of the top left corner of the goal frame, and with a crisp 'bang', the ball changed direction and hit the outer edge of the crossbar and flew into the stands.
The first half ended immediately.
At halftime, Zhuo Yang could be counted as understanding: Toldo is holding the pulse of his own shooting! Old and immortal is a thief, the old thief is against the demon king, Zhuo Yang is so depressed that he rubs the mud on his waist.
After the opening of the second half, Santo Toldo, as always, rejected the attempts of the Madiborg on the goal, and several vigorous attacks instigated by Zhuo Yang were all in vain.
In the 47th minute, Debichy crossed from the right, and Zhuo Yang's right-footed shot from the edge of the right side of the penalty area was lifted off the crossbar by Toldo. Shoot lightning fast, keep it long and make the hero cry;
In the 51st minute, Recoba crossed from the middle, and Stankovic fired high from 25 yards on the left. Westerman and Pompong's young centre-backs didn't leave the opposition to chance;
In the 52nd minute, Zhuo Yang's powerful shot from 25 yards in the middle was confiscated by Toldo again, and the thunder instantly turned into a puddle of spring water scratching his boots;
In the 54th minute, Zhuo Yang once again forced a breakthrough in the middle and played a one-two with Gomez in the penalty area, and Materazzi touched the ball with his hand when he intercepted. The musketeer shouted to the referee: hands, hands......
However, the referee decided that Materazzi's arms were not open and belonged to the ball toucher, and waved his hand to refuse Madiburg's penalty appeal.
In the 56th minute, Zhirkov took a corner kick from the right and Zhuo Yang headed it back to Prouss, but his volley from 24 yards down the middle was deflected wide.
At this time, Recoba didn't want to play again, unlike the last game, he was not suddenly disheartened, but he was really entangled by the mad dog Rand and couldn't stand it. If you find the right opponent, the dog master is a defensive humanoid nuclear bomb on the field, specializing in all kinds of disobedience, and today Recoba is the dish on his plate.
Under Rand's intimidation and deterrence, Recoba is basically invisible, almost like watching the game in his Milan home. In this case, he did not agree even if he still wanted to kick Mancini, and with a wave of the flag, the elegant middle-aged Italian-style man replaced the 'Chinese boy' with Martins, just like the routine of the previous round.
Martins came on a game a week ago with a miraculous cushion that knocked out Madiburg and beat Meazza away, but you can't always be lucky, and this time he didn't have an immediate effect, but Madiburg took the chance.
In the 57th minute, Zhuo Yang made an impromptu breakthrough, Cambiaso's fork bones were about to be broken, and Luis Figo was also embarrassed, and in desperation, Figo dragged Zhuo Yang from behind. There's no way, it's a forbidden area beyond that.
The relationship between the two was good, and Zhuo Yang also understood that this was a normal tactical foul, and there was no harm, so he took the hand handed by Figo and stood up with a smile. But the referee didn't allow sand in his eyes, and a yellow card made Figo shrug his shoulders in a huff.
The foul was committed on the right side, which was still within range of his free kick for Zhuo Yang, who was fully covered in front of him without dead ends. He knew it, and so did Toldo.
The toe of his left foot knocked on the ground behind him, Zhuo Yang carefully looked at the human wall and the damn Toldo, all kinds of footwork arcs, various skill lines, and any length of the human wall, there was no difficulty for him, the only obstacle could only be the old Italian man in front of the goal.
This was Zhuo Yang's fifth direct free kick in the game, and the first four were all in vain. In fact, for Thordo, Zhuo Yang is his favorite type of shooter, although he is sharp and fast, but lacks suddenness, enough demon but not ghostly.
Toldo's free-kick on Zhuo Yang has already been saved, and he is confident enough to keep Zhuo Yang out of the game, as long as he closes the strongest point of Madiburg, the others will not be afraid. Although there is a big age difference, the football status of the two is equal, the precipitation is gorgeous, and the classics meet the cutting-edge. This is a private duel between the two bigwigs, and they will not stop until they win or lose.
Toldo thinks so, and Zhuo Yang naturally thinks so too.
When the whistle blew, a wall of five Inter Milan players stared nervously at Zhuo Yang's legs, while the rest waited on the left side and the big men swarming from Madiburg squeezed each other for position. But everyone knows that they are just spectators, and this moment is a duel between those two people.
Zhuo Yang's right foot slammed into the lower side of the football, and the black, white and gold 'Team Star' slashed into the sky like a ship-borne missile breaking away from the shaft. Five walls leaped and wrenched their heads in the air as the ball flew high to their left, aiming for the top left corner of the goal.
Toldow chuckled: Come back~
He admits in his heart that Zhuo Yang's free kick is perfect in terms of speed and arc, and it is a work of art in football. But so what? Toldo had already made up his mind, and he had a full view of all of Zhuo Yang's routines.
The soccer ball went around the wall, and Thordo half bent his knees, the center still adjusted, and his whole body was ready to take off.
When the ball was 11.5 meters away from the goal, it suddenly turned and plunged towards the center of the penalty area.
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