Chapter 387: The Backbone

() Kaka's goal sent Reds fans of the world into hell once again.

In the face of this beautiful and invincible Brazilian boy, even Liverpool fans can't feel any dislike for him.

Appearance is justice!

Kaka is such a player.

Young, handsome, talented! Such a boy is the best in a male model team like Milan.

In the cheers of "Kaka, Kaka", Tang Wu silently got up, picked up the ball from the net after walking a few steps, and then threw it vigorously to the front court.

"It's a powerful AC Milan." Zhan Jun's voice was a little low.

"Since his debut, Tang Wu has never conceded three goals in a row in a game. And today, in just one game, Milan scored four goals. ”

"And if I'm not mistaken, this is the first time someone has hit the ball into the empty goal behind Tang Wu after halftime."

"I don't know how Tang Wu will deal with the next game."

Careless?

Tang Wu shook his head.

Every time I rushed out of the penalty area to participate in the attack, I thought about watching out for the opponent's long-range shot.

But not every shot is capable of being defended by a goalkeeper.

For goalkeepers, there will always be times when they are unwilling and unable to do so.

Tang Wu is not a superman, he will not stop time, nor will he teleport, let alone go back in time.

He's just an ordinary person, even if he has an extra finger, it's just that he can be more frequent at a certain moment.

The Premier League has been conscientious for two consecutive seasons, and Tang Wu has been walking on thin ice. I want to keep my record and not lose it, but I also know that as a goalkeeper, it's almost impossible.

But even if I was ready, I didn't expect to be beaten by the Milanes in such an important game as the Champions League final.

Just like Kahn in the '02 World Cup.

The first six games were not conceded, but in the final, Ronaldo scored two goals.

Perhaps the striker can decide when he scores, but the goalkeeper can't tell when he concedes.

As a goalkeeper, Tang Wu can only do what he needs to do in the second before scoring a goal, and then wait for God's verdict.

Today, however, it is clear that God is not on the side of the Red Army.

"Oh my God, how can this be?" In the stands, a female KOP dressed in red covered her mouth with tears in her eyes.

"Toto hold on..."

From Tang Wu's transfer to Liverpool, Elena has been paying attention to this young goalkeeper who is only a year younger than her.

Tang Wu played for Liverpool for the first time, kept a clean sheet for Liverpool for the first time, provided an assist for the first time, and scored for Liverpool for the first time, and Elena never missed.

It is precisely because of this that Elena did not think about whether the team would achieve the final victory at the first time.

Because only a true KOP will pay attention to the feelings of the players at this time.

In the Sun Yat-sen Stadium, some fans came to watch the game, and some fans came to bet on winning or losing.

At half-time, Milan's chances of winning the title had become 100-1, while Liverpool were 1-100.

Even so, there are quite a few KOPs who have come up with £50 or £100 to support their home team. There are also many Milan fans who took out 10,000 yuan just to bet on a prize of 100 yuan.

It's okay to buy wins and losses when supporting the home team, but when it comes to ranking wins and losses in the course of the game, and caring more about the future of the players and the development of the team, Liverpool's KOP is well deserved!

In the KOP, fans like Elena are not in the minority.

At this point, winning or losing has become less important.

Fans desperately hope that Tang Wu can withstand this blow and not collapse because of it.

Tang Wu is only 21 years old this year, and he still has a lot of time on the green field.

The KOPs did not expect Tang Wu to leave his youth in Anfield, but they believed that there would definitely be traces of Tang Wu on the road to Anfield's revival.

The young Chinese have only been in Liverpool for one season, and being able to start the Champions League final with the team has greatly surprised the fans before the game.

The KOPs would rather lose this match than leave a psychological shadow on Tang Wu because of it.

It doesn't matter if you lose this time, with Tang Wu's strength, it is very likely to lead the team to make a comeback next year!

KOPs only hope that Tang Wu's pressure is not too great and that he does not blame himself too much.

Due to Liverpool's ferocious counter-attack in the second half, the pressure was already on Dida; But because of the kick of the big Brazilian boy, the pressure was transferred to Tang Wu's shoulder.

"He's hurt in the back!" Elena said with a crying voice.

"Don't be sad, dear." The explosive head black girl on the side hugged Elena who was crying in her arms, "He is destined to be the man who will be the backbone of Liverpool, and this little scene will not crush him." ”

Although Boni said this, his eyes when he looked at Tang Wu also exuded a burst of worry.

“to..” Hyypia ran up to her, wanting to say a few words of comfort.

There is no way back for Liverpool!

Including overtime, there was barely about half an hour left in the game.

Liverpool had no choice but to attack.

Although Tang Wu is a goalkeeper, he is an important part of Liverpool's ability to ensure attack.

Only by pressing forward with Tang Wu could the Red Army have one more person to participate in the attack.

At this time, if Tang Wu began to be timid...

"Leave it to me!" Tang Wu waved his hand and didn't let Hypia continue. "It's time to attack, Liverpool is not a team to give up easily!"

"to" Hyypia reached out and grabbed Tang Wu's shoulder, his nails embedded in the flesh, "To believe in you!" ”

"I believe in you too!"

The corners of Tang Wu's mouth twitched, and he stretched out the thumb of his right hand.

"Oh! Liverpool kicks off again! Huang Jianxiang gathered his spirit and continued to explain, "I don't know if Benitez will have new adjustments after losing the ball this time." ”

Of course, Bei Bald didn't make any adjustments, because no matter how you look at it, Kaka's long-distance hanging shot is "blind" and is a small probability event.

Liverpool had been playing very high before, attacking fiercely, and putting a lot of pressure on the opponent's goal. As long as the physical strength of the players is supported, there is no need to make adjustments.

The most important thing is that there is only one card left in Bei Bald's hand, and no one on An Fat's side has not changed.

In the 68th minute, the Reds in full gear attacked the front of the Milan penalty area again. Gerrard crossed down the left and Reese's powerful volley from 18 yards out was parried by Dida.

An Fat nodded, judging by the quality of this shot, Liverpool has not given up yet.

In that case, it's time to find an opportunity to set up an iron bucket formation.

For Serie A teams, line defense is a breeze.

After Dida's ball, he passed the ball to his compatriot Kaka again, and seemed to have tasted the sweetness, Kaka quickly looked up after receiving the ball, only to find that Tang Wu, who was about to press to the center circle, had retreated into the top of the arc.

"Hmph, I don't have a long memory! You're going fast this time, if there's a next time..."

Kaka pushed the ball down the flank and ran wildly with the ball.

In the face of Milan's counterattack, Liverpool had seven players in the front field desperately returning to the defense.

Looking at the Reds running desperately on the pitch from a high vantage point, some older fans thought they were back in the Dutch era of offense and defence.

Once the ball was at Seedorf's feet, the Dutchman took it to the left and delivered a through ball. Kaka outflanked in front of the goal and raised his foot to shoot a low shot, but it was saved by Tang Wu, who quickly fell to the ground.

Shevchenko, who was following alongside, faced the empty goal and directly raised his left foot to volley.

The ball that had been swept out had not yet flown far before it hit a green-white glove again and bounced to the side.

“again!”

“to”

"Again to"

The commentator of the Sun Yat-sen Stadium has been chanting Tang Wu's nickname many times.

Tang Wu, who fell to the ground, didn't have time to get up, so he raised his right hand to block Shepchenko's follow-up shot.

Frequent saves made Tang Wu the busiest person on the field, and he was even more photogenic than Kaka.

“here!” Tang Wu, who had just gotten up, ignored the pain in his shoulders and shouted at Traore's back.

The Red Army defenders realized that in the penalty area surrounded by enemies, they did not clear the ball, but gave the ball to Tang Wu.

Pirlo, who was guarding at the top of the arc, was stunned for a moment, then remembered something and immediately ran towards the backfield.

I thought I could pick up a leak outside the box, but in this case, the Reds defenders and goalkeepers were surprisingly calm.

Now that his teammates are trapped in the Red Army penalty area, and the ball is obtained by Tang Wu, what is next...

Boom!

With a crisp sound, the ball in Tang Wu's hand was driven forward again.

Barosh, Reese, and Garcia went hand in hand. One chases the ball, two runs.

A typical Red Army-style counterattack!

"Whew!" Seeing this, Bei Bald on the sidelines breathed a sigh of relief.

"That's good, that's good!"

Seeing that the ball landed accurately on Garcia's forward path, the magic bird in the stands focused their eyes on Tang Wu.

"Don't be arrogant in victory, don't be discouraged in defeat!"

"As long as TO keeps a normal heart, this game is over, and Liverpool has not lost yet!"