Chapter 277: Leave God in Anfield

() Highball? Low ball?

The front point? Midpoint? After the point?

It doesn't matter!

In the slow rise of the song "You will never walk alone", Alonso made a very bewildering gesture. Before anyone else could react, they were already running towards the ball.

The free-kick is just in front of the right touchline, only about five or six meters away from the baseline, and this position is destined to be a pass.

But it's worth noting that not only Alonso, but captain Steven Gerrard also stood in front of the ball.

Alonso's hands raised seemed to tell his team-mates that I was going to kick a high ball down the middle.

But when he ran over the ball, almost all the other players, including Tang Wu, were shaken by the Spaniard.

What is he going to do?

The search for Anfield has raised this question.

The crowd in the penalty area has been chaotic, the original positioning and running position have been disrupted by Alonso, and even many of the marking players around the team have been replaced by others.

Gerrard's eyes lit up and he flew up right behind Alonso to slotch the ball down the middle.

The fast, non-spinning ball pinned the Olympia Cisco goalkeeper to the goal line, making him dare not make a rash move. And below its flight path, it also crossed Hyypia, Reese, Nunez, Pongler and other Liverpool grabbers.

Just when the fans thought that the ball was a little too strong, with the scene that came into view, a familiar voice blurted out: "to"

Fack, are you sure this ball is passed to me?

Tang scolded his mother in his heart.

Alonso is simply a bastard, he clearly said that he would kick the middle, why did he still make a false shot?

Because of Alonso's fake kick, Tang Wu stubbornly stopped his urge to run towards the opponent's penalty area and forced himself to stay where he was.

Everyone rushed forward, just Tang Wu alone exposed most of his body, who did Gerald pass to him if he didn't pass it on?

It was a covert link between the two Reds midfielders – one faked a facsimile run, and the other used the fastest speed to find a teammate with a gap to receive the ball when the former was shaking up the opposition's formation, and then passed the ball over.

It's a huge requirement for the player who actually takes the free-kick, but luckily the person who took the free-kick was called Gerrard.

In order to prevent the opposing goalkeeper from attacking, the Reds captain chose to kick a ball that rotated in the opposite direction of the goal.

In this way, when the ball flew above Tang Wu's head, Tang Wu stood in the middle of the ball and the goal.

In such an embarrassing position, how could Tang Wu not scold his mother?

What to do?

In the post-game interview, Tang Wuzai recalled carefully.

To be honest, he didn't really have time to think about what to do.

In the eyes of the fans, a black eagle rose into the sky above Anfield. It spreads its wings and faces the sky on its back, as if it is backswimming in the air.

"Oh, buy, cake!"

"Walter, Fack?"

"Roar, Shet!"

"it!"

At this moment, fans from different teams in different places opened their mouths wide and stared blankly at the scene in front of them.

Tang Wu's back was more than a meter high from the ground, and it was already parallel to the turf. But Tang Wu's right leg was still raised, elevated, until it was perpendicular to the ground.

There was a muffled "bang".

Tang Wu's right instep was accurately attached to the back of the spinning ball, and with just one impact, the flying ball changed its direction ninety degrees in an instant.

Including Gerrard, who had just finished playing, all the players on the field, including the referee, held their breath and stood in place, watching Tang Wu stretch his body in the air.

If it weren't for Tang Wu still exercising, perhaps the audience who had just turned on the TV would still think that they had pressed the non-existent "pause button".

"Whoosh!"

"Wow!"

The ball was like a laser, burrowing into the top left corner of the goal, setting off a white wave in the net.

"Ball in!!!! la"

In less than a second, Zhan Jun suddenly stood up and yelled into the microphone.

At the same time, the shouts of "goal" rang out all over the room. The home commentator seemed to have inexhaustible strength, pulling the long sound of the goal, which resounded throughout Anfield.

"The eagle spreads its wings, and the ground thunders! Woe from the side, the ball from the sky! The bow is bent like a full moon, and it hangs upside down like a golden hook. The Red Army marched head-on, and the goalkeeper was crowned a prince! ”

"Tang Wu!"

"It was our youngster Tang Wu who scored the goal!! It's our goalkeeper Tang Wu!! Zhan Jun's hysterical roar echoed frequently in the microphone.

At this moment, it is no longer possible to express Zhan Jun's mood in words.

Goal at the last minute, winner at the last minute, goalkeeper goal at the last moment, Chinese goalkeeper goal at the last minute, Chinese goalkeeper at the last minute in the Champions League...

This sentence stretches all the way and perfectly explains why Zhan Jun is even more excited than the KOP at Anfield.

Oh, my God!

Is this true?

I'm not dreaming, am I?

At this moment, the backstage of CCTV was directly hit by letters and phone calls from fans. Unfortunately, the staff was busy, and the two commentators fell into self-congratulation.

In the early hours of the morning, the Chinese fans who were lucky enough to sit in front of the TV all bounced up from the sofa excitedly, grabbed the teapot and teapot in front of them and threw them to the ground.

The sound of "clanging" can disturb the people, but it cannot suppress the excitement in their hearts, and many male owners even want to rush into the kitchen and throw the pots and pans in the cupboard to the ground.

Flying Immortals?

Upside-down golden hooks?

Even if such a picture appears on Inzaghi, Vieira, Shepchenko, Henry, and Ronaldo Jr., it is enough to surprise fans to hug their heads, let alone Tang Wu.

Who is Tang Wu?

Liverpool's goalkeeper!

Did the goalkeeper score?

Or is it a goal in a sports battle?

Also t barb?

You think this is a young footballer!

You're not a big airwing?

You're Ruolin!

Ruolin kicks down the hook shot?

Just kidding!

But the ball rolling out of the net of Olympia Cisco once again reminded everyone that all this is not a joke, nor is it a dream!

Anfield erupted without warning.

Before Benitez could react, he was grabbed by a venue security guard behind him and yelled wantonly.

Tears welled up in the eyes of many, red and white flags rolled and waved in the stands, and the song "You'll never walk alone" reverberated an octave high above Anfield.

On this unique night, football was once again immortalized by Anfield.

Even Andy. Gray (who played for Everton in the 80s and won the FA Cup in 1984) also shouted: "Boy, this goal is so beautiful!" I can't really describe it..."

The people in the studio laughed: "It's not like that, what are you happy about?" You're a hero of Everton! ”

Tang Wu's back fell hard to the ground, and because Tang Wu's landing posture was relatively flat, most of the impact was removed by his back.

But before Tang Wu could completely get up after landing, Pang Geler on the side was the first to rush up and press Tang Wu under him.

Then there were Reese, Colwill, Alonso, Gerrard and even Mailer, who was limping from outside the box, rushing over and pressing on the top of the pile.

Hyypia in the backfield was too far away, and after seeing the ball scored, he fell to the ground directly, and after a long whistle from the sky, he kept slapping the turf with his right hand.

One, two, three... Countless down!

Until the strength of his arms was exhausted, the old captain of the Red Army still maintained a kneeling posture, his forehead touching the ground.

This goal is so important and amazing!

So much so that no one had time to reminisce about this wonderful barb shot, and shouted "victory" in unison amid the towel waved by the KOPs!

Until then, in the eyes of many managers in suits, the Champions Cup meant money. Throughout the game, they were calculating how much money Liverpool would lose if they couldn't get out of the line.

But now, even mountains of gold give way to passion, and commerce gives way to tradition.

Fans want Liverpool to return to the glory of the top.

Tang Wu's foot helped them open up a broad road again.

Many KOPs cried in the stands, they had been waiting for such a day for a long time.

Although in 1991 Souness led the team to crush Auxerre, in 2001 Houllier led Roma and Barcelona to lift the League Cup. But in any case, it can't compare to the excitement they had when they lifted the trophy for the first time 27 years ago when they beat French champions Saint-Etienne in the quarter-finals and beat Borussia Mönchengladbach 3-1 in the final.

Now, Tang Wu's extraterrestrial shot helped Liverpool miraculously break into the last 16 of the Champions League, and many elderly fans seem to feel the happiness they had at the beginning.

When he was still one goal away from glory and dreams, and when he needed a hero to save the people, Tang Wu stepped forward again and left God in Anfield.

The post-match media claimed the goal was worth at least £1,000w. But for Tang Wu, the significance of this goal is far more than that.

"It seemed like it took a few years for the ball to land in front of me, and it spun like it was spinning so much."

"I really couldn't have a better way to deal with it, everything I did was done subconsciously."

"To be honest, I thought I was going to hit the stands with one kick, but the part of the ball was very accurate, which made me feel a little at ease."

'It's an honour to score a goal before the end, it wasn't my best game and I don't think I would have been so tired at the end of the game if it wasn't for the unnecessary pressure I conceded in the first half.

"But it's okay, I and all my teammates have withstood the test. And I myself have gained 'liberation'. ”

"I think Liverpool will get better and better in the next games."