Chapter 402: Nonsensical hat trick
Now even Zhuo Yang felt a little creepy, the people of Madiburg had vaguely heard that in the past six months of the AD Arena, there were unclean things from time to time, but no one took it seriously, after all, pseudoscience, his own family was busy enough, just as a joke in the left ear and out of the right ear.
But today, when I was there, I happened to have encountered such an evil thing, and it was impossible for anyone not to mutter. Zhuo Yangxin said: Forget it, don't dare to come again, the heavens and the earth are spiritual......
I can't help him!
Seeing that the game was about to end in the first half, Zhuo Yang had already thought about telling Uncle Scum, and he would rest in the second half, and he couldn't afford to hide from me. Ibisevic took the ball and broke into the Hannover 96 penalty area, swinging left and right to shoot with his feet, but Enke had already put on a posture to block the angle. At this point, everything is normal, nothing strange appears, and it makes sense whether the ball goes in or not.
Tanat stretched out his foot to break the ball and hooked Ibisevic to the ground.
Zhuo Yang: "......"
"Ibisher, you go and punish, you go to what you created, it's okay, it's okay, you punish." Zhuo Yang resolutely did not take the penalty and gave way to Ibisevic.
The young man from Bosnia-Herzegovina who got the Zen concession happily pressed the football on the twelve-yard point, and he kissed it before putting it down, and Zhuo Yang stood on the line of the big penalty area with his hands crossed and hung on his waist to watch the excitement.
Madiburg's substitute centre-forward shot into the corner was met by Robert Enke, who swooped in the opposite direction and slapped the ball down with one hand. Hannover 96 midfielder Dabrowski is smart and clever, the first to rush to the front to clear the siege and counterattack, in the face of Ibisevic annoyed and angry trying to counterattack, Dabrowski picked up his big foot and ran to the front: You go! The soccer ball was coming towards the place where Zhuo Yang was standing.
Zhuo Yang didn't think about making up for it at all, don't scare yourself anymore, if there is love in the sky, the sky will be old, and the demon is the vicissitudes of life.
Seeing Dabrowski clearing the siege with his big foot, Zhuo Yang quickly turned sideways to get out of the way, and in order to narrow the range of the blow, he also bowed his head and lowered his upper body.
So, the ball was slamming into his backward buttocks, coming as fast as it came, going as fast as it went, and Gollum was back in the goal.
Zhuo Yang: "......" can't care about the pain in the buttocks.
Enke stood on the goal line, his shoulders and arms hanging down, his eyes glazed, his expression did not change, and his face was numb.
- Enough, enough, I've had enough!
Zhuo Yang rubbed his ass and walked forward to comfort his good friend: "Robert, it's not your fault, it's a little evil today......"
"Zhuo Yang, a new sushi has opened in the east of the city, I'll invite you to eat it in the evening, okay?" Enke still looked sluggish, like despair, gloomy, full of sadness, and emptiness.
Zhuo Yang: "......"
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In the second half, Zhuo Yang didn't want to play again, it was 4:0, and he also scored the most inexplicable hat trick, what else do you want to do? The boos for him in the AD arena after the butt goal just now were the first of their kind and showed that the fans in Hannover were starting to be dissatisfied with him.
A group of young masters and boys are eager to try, especially a group of perennial dead substitutes, scrambling to go up and practice, they don't think how terrible the haunting is, is it more terrifying than a professional player can't play football?
In the end, it was the big-eyed Ozil who moved the heavens, moved the earth, and moved the scumbag uncle, he came on as a substitute for Zhuo Yang, and took up the post in the forward position.
Uncle Scum is also a person who understands, and in the first half he saw the abnormal phenomenon on the field, this matter must not be taken seriously, and I don't know which god I will offend if I don't know if I don't know which way of the gods. Besides, it's all 4:0, what about saving face? What about good distant relatives as good neighbors? As soon as the brain melon seeds pondered, Uncle Scum simply played a game. Before the start of the second half, the other two main players - Bacchus Zhirkov and Hand Hamsik were urgently withdrawn.
The reason why I said no was because it was not the usual Debichy, Barnetta, Ritter, and Mad Dog who replaced them, even if they stared at their scum uncle with round eyes, and the two black boys who had just arrived in the first team, Gabriel Mudingay and Alexander Song, were put into battle.
The black brothers were dumbfounded and couldn't believe it was true.
Uncle Scum plays a good calculation, the front court is a few two knives, let them run and run, the back field is the main force, this is to ensure that the team does not concede goals one after another or even be incredibly turned over, let's not do AC Milan. This ball, that's it, steady!
However, after a lot of calculations, I forgot that the four in the front court are all raw melons and eggs with excited noses, they don't care what it means to be merciful, which one is to accept it when it is good, and they came up to show it desperately.
In the 52nd minute, Mudingayi rampage in front to win a corner kick for Madibourg, and the big men in the back did not come up, and a few boys tossed it. Big Eyes took a corner kick, Ibisevic, Mudingayi, and Xiao Song all failed to fight for the point, and were pulled out by Hannover 96 captain Tanat. Khedira, who was guarding the outside of the penalty area to prevent the opponent from counterattacking, saw the football flying towards him, and there was nothing good to deal with.
The kick in the first half was so stinky that if it hadn't been for the cheap goal in the circle, the ball would have flown straight off the touchline, and it would have become a scandal. Eating a trench and growing wise, Khedira stretched his strength this time and focused on holding the ball and steady. Ideally, the ball is flying against the turf and is in front of the goal.
However, I just wanted to kick the ball right, but I forgot that there were human legs in that direction and at that height. This kind of ball, 999 times out of 1,000 shots, will be blocked by the leg, but now I have encountered the only one.
I don't know how many crotches I wore or how many heels I touched, I couldn't tell how many dodging knees the football had hit, no one would understand the pain of the football at this time, and Newton couldn't calculate how much strange acceleration it had experienced while holding an Intel six-core laptop. Enke couldn't see where the football was, only that everyone in the box was flickering and moving, as if the turf was burning red.
Eventually, the soccer ball appeared in the goal. No one knows how it ended up there, no one knows who made it appear there with the last hit, or even when it appeared there.
Enke turned his head to look at the soccer ball with his feet shoulder-width apart, his knees slightly bent in a half-squat position, his arms stretched out and his palms stretched, and he turned his head to look at the soccer ball with that expression and gaze as if he had encountered it for the first time.
In the middle of the night, Enke slapped each other with both palms, and shouted playfully in his mouth: "Hey! ”
"Caught to death and forced to crack - to die, forced to crack to death. Jump, rub, rub, rub! He sang a cheerful ballad.
There was silence in the stands at the AD Arena, and even the Madiburg fans were embarrassed to make a fuss again, 5:0, bullying the neighbors like this, it didn't seem to be a glorious thing.
You think that's the end of it?