Chapter 245: Setting a Record: Stewed Seagulls
Although it was the first time to participate in the Asian Cup, Zhuo Yang thought that the Asian Cup was very unserious, and the Chinese team always scored some inexplicable goals.
In the first group game, Zhang Linpeng scored a suspected oolong, and in the second game, it was simply an oolong, or the referee's assist, and Zheng Zheng's goal in the quarterfinals didn't even know that he scored it. In the first four games, the Chinese team scored a total of 5, and 3 of them were so strange and indeed very unserious.
Today, in the situation of falling behind 0:3, Zhuo Yang scored another 'bird' goal.
Australia adopted a 1+2 split full-court marking for Zhuo Yang today, two are not fixed according to the position of the defense, and one is a full-court shadow staring, and the person who does this job of being cut a thousand times is Serie B Grosseto player Carl Valeri.
The 27-year-old Valeri was a former Inter Milan man, and he is now in Serie B, but Valery has squeezed out of the national team as the number one defensive midfielder in Australia's golden generation, Vincenzo Guerrera. From Zhuo Yang's point of view, Valery is naturally far from being first-class, but because he has been immersed in Italian football for many years, he is still quite good at the time of defensive shooting.
In the first 70 minutes, Zhuo Yang hit the goal nine times, all of which were in vain, although it was not all due to Valery, but he did interfere with a few of Zhuo Yang's shots. When Zhuo Yang struggled to shoot his tenth goal from outside the top of the arc after struggling to get rid of the entanglement of Jedinac and Emmerton, he was still distracted by Valery's lightning-fast legs.
Zhuo Yang knew that he had such a hand, so he deliberately emphasized the word 'fast'. Fast also means hurried, and the action is naturally insufficient. As soon as the shot was shot, Zhuo Yang knew that it was not accurate, because the strength was not enough, and the angle was not enough, and the ball went straight to Schwarzer, who was standing in the center of the goal, without a little deviation, and it was also the goalkeeper's favorite chest ball.
The football flew straight towards Schwarzer, and the 39-year-old goalkeeper had already tied up his horse and made a Tai Chi Yin and Yang ball with both hands, and the ball was foolproof.
Suddenly, a black-headed gull that strayed into the field swept low from the penalty area, collided with the football at high speed one meter in front of Schwarzer, and in an instant the white feathers flew all over the sky, like exploding a cluster of white cherry blossoms.
Football is not a high ball speed for Zhuo Yang and Schwarzer, but for an ignorant flying seagull, it is tantamount to a grenade. The ball struck the bird, and the ball changed direction and passed Schwarzer, and plunged headlong into the stable net, while the poor black-headed gull, suddenly interrupting its reckless voyage, fell limply on the turf, and before he could even make a wail, only the petals rained in the air.
Schwarzer kept his hands rubbing the Tai Chi ball, looked at the seagulls on the grass in front of him in confusion, and then turned his head to look at the football in the net behind him, and looked at the seagulls and looked at the football.
Zhuo Yang rushed to the black-headed gull in surprise, only to see that the originally beautiful bird was like a fat mountain pheasant at this time, with its belly facing the sky on its back and motionless, and its neck was twisted at a terrible angle. The unknown black-headed gull not only ended its flight, but also ended its gorgeous birdlife.
Zhuo Yang held his head in his hands in an incredible gesture, and in the 74th minute of the game, he kicked and killed a black-headed seagull on the pitch.
Huang Bowen shouted: ",, captain......" Zhuo Yang still held his head in his hands.
Zheng Zheng gave Huang Bowen a spoon on the head. "What do you mean the captain is dead? It's the bird that's dead! ”
"Chop, chop, bird......"
Zhuo Yang still held his head in his hands and was terrified on his face.
Yu Hanchao picked up the seagull with the bird's leg and looked at it carefully: "Oh, it's still a thief, it's fat, it's a bloody thing." ”
Zheng Zheng comforted Zhuo Yang: "Team Zhuo, don't blame yourself, you can't blame you for this." It's not that I said, you have to kick it with the heart, there is no door! It's a ......."
"Big, inquire." Zhuo Yang put his hand down. "I've eaten Huadiao chicken, but I haven't eaten Huadiao seagull, do you have a good Cantonese chef who is a little cooked?"
Zheng Zheng: "......"
Yu Hanchao is a clever ghost: "Captain, Brother Zheng, I'll take this thing down first, let the team doctor take it, and turn around and stew it." ”
Huang Bowen was excited again: "The is not good, if you want to be bled on the spot, you want to slaughter the captain." ”
Zhuo Yang raised his hand and gave Huang Bowen a potsticker on the back of the head: "Don't go pick up the ball yet!" ”
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With a score of 3:1, the Australians could only complain, Schwarzer looked at the pieces of white feathers falling in front of the goal, and his heart was panicked.
After the Chinese team restarted, under the continuous pursuit of McKay and Robbie Cruise, Yu Hanchao returned the ball to Huang Bowen in the back, and Xiao Huang greeted the ball with a long pass to find Zhuo Yang who was inserted forward. McKay flew a leg halfway down the road and the ball was redirected towards the Australian backline. Zhuo Yang had no choice but to chase after him, but it was estimated that he would not be able to catch up.
Chasing Zhuo Yang is also Valery, he is not chasing football, he is chasing Zhuo Yang. However, neither Valery nor Zoyang are the closest to football's expected line, with veteran goalkeeper Schwarzer more likely to get ahead of them.
No one got it! Although the football rolled to the sideline very slowly, Schwarzer's old arms and legs were not as fast as Zhuo Yang after all, and he and Zhuo Yang arrived at the same time, but they could only watch the football slowly roll out of the sideline.
Valery stopped, McKay touched it, it was the Chinese team's frontcourt sideline ball, he just had to wait to continue to keep an eye on Zhuo Yang. Schwarzer was too far from the door, and the old man turned around and trot home.
Zhuo Yang rushed to the sideline without stopping, chased directly to the outside of the field, picked up the football, lifted it and threw it into the field. At this time, his teammates didn't have time to get in place in the frontcourt, and Zhuo Yang's fast sideline ball was aimed at Schwarzer's wide back, a trick learned from the NBA.
Schwarzer felt something hit his back, and when he looked back, Zhuo Yang just raised his leg to shoot from a distance, and the football crossed a rainbow bridge over the Persian Gulf, and the way back from the bridge was the door.
Although Schwarzer jumped to protest, although he had the heart to kill Zhuo Yang, the rules allowed, and he couldn't change the score to become 3:2. Schwarzer had forgotten the seagull he had two minutes earlier, but his mind was even more congested.
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Valery thinks he has a lot of responsibility for this lost goal, but how could he have thought that Zhuo Yang would be such a chicken thief. He is a very responsible player and has a lot of respect for the old goalkeeper Schwarzer, and Valery feels guilty when he sees how angry his old brother is. It didn't matter if he felt guilty, but he was distracted.
Zhang Xizhe crossed the ball from the side, Zhuo Yang threw off Valery who was not attentive enough in the middle and flew up, thirteen meters in front of the goal, and the football rushed into the net with violence, it said: Death to those who block me.
What can you do in five minutes? With the score going from 3-0 to 3-3 in five minutes, do you think the Australians will be able to hold their hearts still?
In the 81st minute, Zhang Xizhe crossed again from the right side, and when Zhuo Yang met the ball at the top of Australia's loose and empty arc to complete the big four, even he felt incredible.
6′39″! It is said that Zhuo Yang is the record setter, a hearty 4:3 reversal, he set a world record for the shortest time in football.