Chapter 200: Asia's No. 1 Goalkeeper (Part II)
The fans of Gongti went crazy, and one by one they stood up and cheered in unison, as if they saw that the final was just around the corner.
"Really, I didn't expect that." The fluent CCTV commentator even tongued together, "Tang Wu actually judged that the opponent was going to kick the middle, and pounced the ball in an almost magical way... Oh no, it's a hug, it's not right, it should be taken. Yes, yes. ”
No one cared if Huang Jianxiang's commentary was stumbling, and all the fans sitting in front of the TV were shocked. The fans who gathered around the radio to listen to the ball scratched their ears and cheeks, eager to go to the appliance store to move a TV set back immediately.
"Wang, what are you talking to?" Alihan also asked in his half-baked Chinese.
"I, I didn't say anything." Wang Jianying's English is barely strong. In fact, even if his English was very slippery, his tongue was knotted at this time because of Tang Wu's save. "I followed the coach's instructions, and I said that it was better for him to save one..."
"Yo Xi!" Alihan didn't know where he learned so many foreign languages, so he couldn't stop nodding his head and praised, "In this way, we will have less pressure and be closer to promotion!" ”
The players rotate in midfield, but the goalkeeper is on the baseline. So after Tang Wu's successful save, the other players just hugged each other, and Tang Wu came to the bottom line alone and "replaced" the goalkeeper of the Iranian team on the field.
The second penalty was taken by Zhao Junzhe, a young player from Liaozu.
In the 02 World Cup, it was Zhao Junzhe's low shot that hit the Brazilian team's goal post and almost opened the scoring for the Chinese team.
This incident has been passed down to this day and has become the death of many Chinese players and fans.
And now, the Liaozu teenager of the year has become the captain of China.
In the penalty shoot-out, some people said that the pressure was the most on the first penalty, while others said that the pressure on the last penalty was the greatest.
There has been a debate over who is the most stressed for so many years, and there is a reason for it. But there is no dispute about which of the five people has the least pressure, and that is the second penalty player!
If the first person is punished, then he will set an example and set an example to relieve the pressure on the second person. If the first person loses the penalty, then the second person will think that even if I lose the penalty, it is not my biggest responsibility, so the pressure will be reduced.
"Zhao Junzhe, run..."
"Shoot!"
"The ball hit the post and went in." Huang Jianxiang said calmly.
With the first goal, it was not so exciting to see the second.
The young Zhao team shook his fist on the spot, turned back to his teammates and raised his arms in the air.
Actually, his shot just now was also a little dangerous, but it was on the inside of the post, so it wasn't a big problem.
After all, no one thinks about whether the goal bounced off the goalpost or not, because they are more worthy of attention!
When Tang Wu once again stood on the goal line with a calm attitude, the Iranian players began to be uncalm.
What the heck?
Didn't he have joy and sorrow?
Isn't he afraid? Isn't he nervous?
Shouldn't the goalkeeper who has been trying to keep the goal alive for 120 minutes have drunk doping?
Thinking of the scene where Tang Wu had just thrown the ball back to his teammates, Madavecchia was a little annoyed.
What is it?
It's a naked humiliation!
If it's in the main race, Ali. Daye had already continued to score with his feet.
But it's a penalty shootout, what about the ball being thrown back by the goalkeeper?
Madavecchia took a deep breath, he had already chosen the direction of his kick.
Rumble!
Boom!
Hula!!!
Before Huang Jianxiang could react, the penalty kick kicked to the right was once again held up by Tang Wu.
Only this time Tang Wu didn't hold the ball, but let the ball roll out of the bottom line.
Tang Wu, who saved the penalty again, got up from the ground, patted the dust on his body, walked out of the bottom line slowly, and gave up the goal position.
At this time, the Iranian goalkeeper was so stunned that he even forgot that it was his turn to play next.
"Oh my God, what do I see?" The fans in the stands hugged their heads and exclaimed.
"Xiao Liu, where's my quick-acting heart pill? Hurry up, pour it out for me, I can't stand it..."An old man grabbed the neck of the young man next to him and shook it vigorously.
"Ahem, ahem... Zhang, Uncle Zhang, if you linger any longer, I will die in front of you..."
"Oh my God, my God!" Huang Jianxiang was so excited that he didn't know what to say.
"Tang Wu saved the Iranian team's penalty again? I'm not dazzled! ”
Huang Jianxiang endured the excitement in his heart, trembled and unscrewed the cap of the mineral water bottle and took a sip of water.
"Tang Wu's performance reminds me of the Euro 2000 semi-finals. Italy played with 10 men in that match and ended up dragging the Netherlands to penalties. ”
"In the penalty shoot-out, Italian goalkeeper Toldo saved Frank for the first time. De Boer's penalty, while the Netherlands' second-round shot didn't go on goal because Stam hit the ball into the air. ”
'It was a battle for Toldo's canonization, and counting the penalties saved in regulation time, Toldo saved a total of three penalties for Italy.
"It was after that game that Toldo was called 'Santo Toldo'!"
"Could it be that Tang Wu is going to reproduce the miracle of Toldo today? Could it be that Tang Wu is also going to be canonized today? ”
Alihan and his assistant coaches didn't know how to celebrate, and one by one they opened their mouths dumbfounded, shouting at the penalty players in the midfield: "Hey, we're already two goals ahead, hit it easy, hold your foot, victory will be ours sooner or later!" ”
I didn't know I was already two goals ahead?
Li Xiaopeng, the third to play, walked to the penalty spot with a smile on his face, Li Xiaopeng has also played many penalties in his career over the years, but this time, it was the easiest one.
Don't look at the Asian Cup, it's the semi-finals, Li Xiaopeng glanced at Tang Wu, who was pinching his waist and resting for a while, and his self-confidence began to burst a little!
With such a goalkeeper guarding the rear, what am I afraid of?
What if I miss the ball?
As long as the back is scored, the victory is still ours.
And even if we take 10,000 steps back, the teammates behind us don't score, what are we afraid of?
We have Tang Wu, we have Tang Wu who can also save the opponent's penalty!
In the breath of 60,000 fans, Li Xiaopeng set the ball, retreated, and ran away.
"Li Xiaopeng, run..."
"Right side!"
"Li Xiaopeng has a dead end!"
"The ball is in!?"
Huang Jianxiang said in an excited tone that he actually picked it up in the end, because he suddenly thought of something.
"We're already 3-0 ahead, if Tang Wu saves this ball..."
The penalty shootout ended immediately, and the Chinese team advanced.
Although Huang Jianxiang's words were not finished, everyone guessed his thoughts.
Oh my God, when did it take so easy to play Iran to qualify?
"Tony, what are you doing? Look, look! と played! "European scouts have long been ecstatic.
He doesn't care if the Chinese team can advance or even win the championship, he cares if Tang Wu will continue to create miracles, and he cares if his friends will fulfill their promise and poach Tang Wu.
"Don't worry, don't worry." Tony snapped up and said, "Don't worry," but his ballpoint pen kept scribbling around his notebook.
The entire page is almost full of horizontal lines, some of which are deliberately crossed out, and some of which are crossed out because of a mistake in a hurry.
Especially in the column of Tang Wu's quotation, it has been smeared four times in a row, from the first 300w to the current 600w.
When Tang Wu stood on the door line again with his "lifeless" face, Hamadi didn't stand firm and was "frightened" to take a step back.
And the fans couldn't help but laugh when they saw his embarrassed appearance.
Seeing the Iranian player behaving like this, the camera zoomed in to his expression.
At this moment, in addition to horror, there was also a trace of panic on the face of the Persian iron knight. They don't understand why this seemingly "harmless" young goalkeeper puts so much pressure on him and his teammates, obviously he hasn't done anything!
Among the most famous goalkeepers, like the Lion King Karn, he would use his shouts to repel all enemies. Many forwards will tremble three points in the face of the roaring lion king with their mouths open, let alone shoot.
But intimidation can scare off opponents, but can calm?
If the Lion King Karn is a thunderbolt, it makes people shudder; Tang Wu is now like an ocean, which makes people feel terrified.
No one knows what lies behind in this unfathomable ocean.
"Hamadi is finished!" Huang Jianxiang's tone was full of affirmation.
Although he had never learned to face each other, Huang Jianxiang had already seen fear in Hamadi's eyes. He believed that as long as he and the 60,000 fans at the scene collectively "made a wish", even the universe would help Tang Wu.
This is the capital, this is the home field!
Hamadi took a deep breath, and he decided not to look at Tang Wu's expressionless eyes anymore.
He is right to say that one way to reject "deep-sea fear" is not to look at it. This kind of Ah Q spirit still plays a role occasionally.
The Iranian players hugged each other tightly, not daring to look at their teammates' penalties; And the national football players are also shoulder-to-shoulder, they are trying their best to "pull" each other, afraid that they will rush out to celebrate before themselves.
"Iran's third appearance was the number four defender Al Hamadi, who was very skilled at his feet as a centre-back..."
"Hamadi, run, shoot!"
The ball flew quickly to the left side of the goal under the push of Hamadi's foot arch, and the moment Hamadi touched the ball, Tang Wu also made a quick move and pounced to the left.
Burst!
While!
Hamadi fell to his knees in despair, looking at the ball that had been pounced on the post by Tang Wu in front of the goal line, praying that it could use the last of its strength to spin into the goal line on its own.
This is Iran's last chance!
The last chance of the Persian Iron Cavalry was to press on a soccer ball that had almost all its strength removed.
Tang Wu on the goal line raised his head and glanced at the ball that had been spun in front of the goal line. Under the watchful eyes of 60,000 home fans, he knelt on the ground and stretched his neck towards the ball.
When the spinning ball hit Tang Wu's head and bounced in the opposite direction, the Beijing Workers' Stadium resounded with a "long live" sound that soared into the sky.