Chapter Seventy-Two: Ultra-Long-Range Precision Strikes
When Gao Zheng dodged away, there was a burst of cheers from the Sampdoria bench and the coach's bench, and some people were shouting: "To Mauro!" ”
Icardi is sprinting forward in the middle and it was a great opportunity for Sampdoria to counter-attack. When he ran forward, he also took the time to look back at Gao Zheng to see if he had passed the ball.
He saw Gao Zheng pick up his right foot, he thought it was to pass the ball to him, so he ran faster.
This made Anteyi chase Icardi with all his might, intending to entangle him.
But Icardi didn't see Gao Zheng pass the football after running a distance, and when he looked up, he saw the falling football in front of him!
This scene startled him, because the place where the ball fell was so far away that he couldn't catch up anyway - did he make such a pass?
It certainly can't be a pass.
He saw the falling football at the same time as the Roma reserve goalkeeper Pigriacelli who was rushing back to the goal, but judging by the way he staggered, he may not be able to catch up with the football......
Icardi was so frightened that he gradually slowed down until he stopped completely, and he watched the scene in amazement.
In fact, it was not only him who was stunned, but almost everyone present.
The players of Roma, the coaches of Roma, the fans of Roma, and the players and coaches of Sampdoria......
Under everyone's gaze, the football flew high like a ballistic missile, breaking through the sky, crossing the distance of half a stadium, and falling into the atmosphere from the sky, as if piercing a hole in the sky above the Rome penalty area, straight into their goal!
Roma goalkeeper Pigliacelli was completely stunned by Gao Zheng's unexpected long-range lob - when Gao Zheng stood still when he got up, he knew that he had found the ball indeed flying towards the goal behind him, so he hurriedly retreated.
But in a hurry, when he was about to chase down the line of the small penalty area, the football had already fallen and was a stone's throw away from the goal.
A flustered Pigriacelli tripped himself over garlic and tripped himself to the ground, only to stop as the ball flew into the goal accurately, fell to the ground and bounced off in the goal, and was caught in the net.
The 3,000-seat Sanquan Stadium was very noisy from the beginning of the game, but it was extremely quiet at this moment.
Only the referee's whistle signaling a goal crossed the pitch, breaking the embarrassing silence.
Sampdoria reserves are ahead!
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Borata, who was in the stands, and Moretti, the two big fat men next to him, hugged each other and cheered.
His son, Franco, stood still, dumbfounded, muttering, "This can't be...... It's incredible...... How can this be ......?"
Sampdoria substitutes on the bench rushed out of their seats with their arms raised and rushed to the sidelines to cheer.
Casirio was screaming hard, and he didn't look like a coach at all.
"Luciano! Luciano! We're ahead! In the first ten minutes, we were ahead! My God! How Gao does it! ”
Luciano Bruni, who was looking at the court, also had a somewhat dull expression, his mouth squirmed, and he didn't make any sound.
He didn't know what to say about the goal.
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Icardi had long since stopped running, and he looked back at Gao Zheng in surprise.
Gao Zheng, who had just scored a goal, raised his arms high and turned three hundred and sixty degrees in place, like the leading actor in the spotlight of the stage.
His teammates were much more excited than him, screaming and pounced on him from all sides, and then surrounded him in the middle.
"The all-powerful Great Demon King!" Marcy took the lead and shouted.
The others shouted in unison.
Gao Zheng felt that all his compulsions were gone, and he really wanted to strangle Ma Xi, a young man in the second middle school.
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Alberto De Rossi realized that he had risen from his seat at some point, perhaps when the ball flew into the goal......
He shook his head.
He made some arrangements before the game, but he never imagined that the goal conceded in this game would be presented to him in such a way.
He remembered that Gao Zheng had won the best player in the U16 at that time, and there were reports about him in the media at that time, saying that even if the nationality factor is aside, Gao Zheng is undoubtedly a genius in the eyes of professional journalists.
And just now, he witnessed the genius blow of this genius on the sidelines.
It was a shot full of imagination and courage.
Most people don't even think about shooting directly from that place.
The Roma reserve players on the pitch looked very distressed by the conceded goal, especially goalkeeper Pigliacelli, who knelt on the ground with his head in his hands, and blamed himself for the conceded goal, even when his teammates went up to comfort him, he still kept his head down.
Pigriacelli is the absolute mainstay of Roma's reserve squad this season and is highly rated. Roma reserves have scored 82 goals in 26 games in the regular season this season, conceding just 34 goals, and the goalkeeper has been a great contributor.
But all his previous efforts were insignificant in the face of this goal.
It's the Reserve Finals, no matter how well your team has played in previous games, how many goals have been scored and how many goals have been conceded...... If you lose this one game, all the hard work of a season will be in vain.
The playoffs are a single-elimination system, regardless of the previous standings.
So Pigliacelli knows very well how bad his mistake is......
He felt like he had failed to live up to the trust placed in him by his teammates.
At this moment, the captain of the team, Alessandro Florenzi, came to Pigliacelli and slapped him on the back of the head: "What do you think! Milko! You are our goalkeeper, how dare we trust the goal to you like this! Cheer me up, it's just a goal conceded, and it's not the end of the world! ”
Pigliacelli looked at the captain with tears in his eyes: "I'm so stupid, captain ......"
'Yes, it was a big mistake to concede. It doesn't matter if you're stupid or you're doing your best, it's just a goal, and it doesn't make us concede an extra goal because you're stupid. But if Mirko keeps looking so upset, then we're probably going to concede more goals! Florenzi said to Pigliacelli very seriously.
His expression and his words convinced Pigliacelli and allowed his mood to gradually return to normal: "I feel better, thank you, captain......"
Florenzi patted him on the shoulder and pulled him up.
"Alessandro is such a good captain!" In the coach's bench of the Roma reserve team, the assistant coach exclaimed. 'The team needs him to step up now.'
Old De Rossi nodded: "That's right. ”
Yes, Sampdoria has a talent like Gao Zheng, but we also have a talent like Florenzi in our Roma reserves.
Everyone is a genius, who is afraid of whom!
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PS, the Brazilian team won as a matter of course.
The Japanese team lost sadly and respectably.
Every time I watch the Japanese team play, I can't help but think of Chinese football.
There's a lot to say every time.
This time, I still put what I want to say in the official account linhaitingtao11, welcome everyone to see it.
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In short, this game made me very emotional, very envious, very jealous, and a little hateful.