Chapter 435: Total Ability to Turn the Tide
Sampdoria's goal-front crisis was a contact, but Alberto Masi fell to the ground and didn't get up, and everyone went up and asked him with concern.
Marcy lay on the ground and grinned in pain and couldn't speak for a while, everyone was a man, and they couldn't help but feel a little empathy when they saw this scene.
The team doctor came up to check on him to see if he had been hit in the bull's-eye.
Fortunately, it missed, so it just hurt, and everything else was fine.
But even if it hits the side, it hurts more than hitting other parts.
The referee came up and asked, "Do you need a stretcher?" ”
The team doctor hesitated, and Marcy hurriedly waved his hand: "No need"
If he had to be stretched, he had to be carried off the pitch on a stretcher and wait for the referee's permission before he could play.
He knows very well that there is one less person in the team now, if he follows the unit price again, then there will be one less person on the back line, ten people will become nine people, if Fiorentina increases the offensive at this time, the goal will be lost.
So even though it hurt, he gritted his teeth and waved his hands, unwilling to let the stretcher come up.
"If you don't need it, then hurry up!" The referee did not sympathize with Marcy and urged him to get up.
He thinks Sampdoria is using the opportunity at hand to stall for time.
At the moment, Sampdoria are ahead, but only one goal ahead, and one man less, of course, they have to find a net cut to delay time.
Injuries are a good way to stall for time.
So he gestured to Massy to get up quickly, and at the same time turned to face the Fiorentina players who came up to protest the Sampdoria players for delaying time, and he also pointed to his watch and told them that he would count this time into injury time, so that the Fiorentina players would not have to worry about time being wasted.
So despite the pain, Marcy struggled to get up from the ground with the help of the team doctor.
When he got up, he bent over his knees with his hands, apparently not moving smoothly and was severely affected.
Gao Zheng went over and bent down and patted him on the shoulder, and then said to him, "Get up and jump, Alberto, a jump will make you feel better." ”
"Did this work?" Marcy hesitated.
"Useful." Gao Zheng nodded.
Out of trust in Gao Zheng, Ma Xi jumped according to his words, which really made him feel better.
"It's amazing," Marcy exclaimed.
"I've had that before, and that's what my coach taught me." Gao Zheng said with a smile.
It was the old man who taught him to do this, and the old man said that after the place was beaten, the balls would shrink in because of the pain and self-preservation, so they had to jump and shake the balls out, so it didn't hurt so much.
Gao Zheng was still very young at the time and didn't understand this truth very well, but he did it and found that the effect was really good.
Although Marcy was not as painful as before, his actions were somewhat affected.
After all, you can't get to the point where you're completely fine.
He frowned, worried about the rest of the game.
Now Fiorentina's attack is getting more and more frenzied, and he is worried that his physical condition will not be able to help.
He felt Gao Zheng put his palm on his shoulder.
"Don't worry, Alberto." The voice of the Great Demon King had a hint of a smile, and without turning his head, Marcy could make Gao Zheng say this in front of him, it must be with a smile.
"We'll win."
Alberto Masi's injury interrupted the match for about three minutes.
According to the referee, these three minutes should also be counted in injury time, so it is estimated that the injury time of this game will probably exceed five minutes.
After the restart, Fiorentina continued to press hard at Sampdoria's goal.
In the same situation as Masi feared, Fiorentina focused on his side in attack, intending to take advantage of his unwell to break past Sampdoria's goal.
It looks like the Sampdoria defence is really precarious.
"Marcy is obviously a little weak in defence," He Ping said worriedly. "His teammates are coming to help him, but what about the other positions?"
He pointed out Sampdoria's problems at the back – of course other players could come in to help Masi and help him defend, but there are bound to be holes elsewhere.
Fiorentina's morale was boosted after seeing Sampdoria's embarrassment, and they were full of confidence in scoring Sampdoria's goal in a short period of time.
Fans of both teams are desperately trying to create momentum in the stands and cheer for their teams.
Neither Montella nor Di Francesco sat in the dugout, but stood on the sidelines, nervously watching Chi.
They all know that these few minutes of play will probably be the turning point of this game.
"Joaquin faced Marcy's defense and broke through the S speed head-on {rushed over!}
Marcy turned but was visibly slow for Joaquin to shoot 9 good Romero blocked the shot! Sampdoria is really in front of the goal now, and it is like they could lose a goal at any time! ”
"Sampdoria tried to counter-attack but their ball was cut off before the ball could be crossed, Fiorentina really formed a siege during this time"
"Fiorentina won a corner"
"Fiorentina free-kick in front"
Sampdoria were indeed passive during this period, but they were not without chances, but their offensive always ended in a hurry and did not pose any threat to Fiorentina's goal.
For example, this time, when Sampdoria took advantage of the ball in the back and passed forward with a big foot, it seemed to be another counterattack that was about to end in a hurry.
Because of the former punishment of Berardi and Gao Zheng, it is difficult to take such a direct long pass to attack, and it is difficult to form a threat.
Berardi jumped to his feet.
Fiorentina centre-back Savic jumped up behind him to compete with him, and even if he couldn't reach the ball, as long as he could interfere, he could still affect Berardi's header.
And this kind of header with his back to the goal is hardly going to make a difference. Even if he pushed the football back and was too far away from his teammates, he couldn't get in touch at all.
There was only one answering point, Gao Zheng, who was still behind him, at the front, and there was no way to support him.
Berardi took the lead and jumped up to get the ball in.
However, he did not push the football back, but leaned back and rubbed it back!
The ball flew over Savage's head and flew into the space behind him.
At the same time as Berardi's header, Gao Zheng, who was originally next to Rodriguez, another central defender of Fiorentina, suddenly started to accelerate and rushed diagonally to the penalty area behind Rodriguez!
Rodriguez was not prepared for this, he waited until Gao Zheng started before turning around, neither the start nor the turning speed was as fast as Gao Zheng, and he was left behind by Gao Zheng in the blink of an eye.
"Gao Zheng!!" He Ping's exclamation was like a thunderclap on the ground, shaking everyone's hearts for a second.
Because Rodriguez is Fiorentina's last line of defense, goalkeeper Neto saw this scene and immediately attacked and pounced on the football.
He and Gao Zheng were in a race that ended in a football.
Gao Zheng was still one step ahead, and when he was about to get close to the football, he raised his left foot and gently shaved the football with the outside instep of the football, and the football was slightly deflected and slipped away from Neto's hand!
"High! High B is Sampdoria's chance! ”
After stabbing the football away, Gao Zheng crossed Neto and chased after the football.
Meanwhile, in front of goal, Pizarro, a Fiorentina player, was also returning at high speed.
So the current situation does not say that Gao Zheng must be an easy push in the face of an empty goal.
First of all, there is Pizarro in front of the goal, and secondly, although he dribbles past Neto, the more he runs, the smaller the angle, and then he wants to shoot, coupled with Pizarro's defense, it will be very difficult.
But Gao Zheng came up with a completely different solution.
He didn't stop the ball or adjust it, but directly picked up the bounced football with the outside instep of his left foot!
The ball flew high and drew a parabola, past Pizarro who was flying on the ground, and straight into the back corner of the goal.
Finally, in the angle between the post and the crossbar, it fell into the goal