Chapter 6 Penalty Shootout

Penalty shootouts are a brutal method of winning for all teams.

The two sides had to decide a winner, a 90-minute draw, a 30-minute extra-time draw, and only pushed to a penalty shootout, as if playing a Russian roulette.

You know, at the 1968 European Championships, there was no such thing as a penalty shootout, Italy and the Soviet Union drew 0:0 in the semi-finals, and finally eliminated the Soviets by a young boy flipping a coin.

Penalty shoot-outs are not about skill, but about psychology.

It can be said that at a distance of 9.15 meters, shoot a 7-meter-wide gate, even if there is a goalkeeper, you can enter with a random foot.

But the question is, who dares to squint is a kick?!

This is the decisive battle that can best reflect the psychological quality.

Both teams sat on the turf on the bench, gasping for breath and drinking from the water handed to them while arranging for the penalty.

The list for the Argentine side was quickly finalized, with Crespo, Caniggia, Riquelme, Zanetti and Redondo.

The style of penalty kicks in this era is to save the most certain players to the end, Redondo is one of the pillars of Argentina now, and after Barty went down, Maradona even handed him the captain's armband, which shows his trust in Redondo.

On the Chinese team's side, there is some trouble.

Ling Feng was naturally going to take the penalty, he was the last player to take the penalty.

As for the arrangement of the other four, it is not very easy to solve.

Ling Feng's opinion was to let Yue Lingxiang, Liu Dong, and Ding Rui take the punishment, although no one refuted, but from the eyes of his teammates, and even the eyes of the three of them, Ling Feng could not see the slightest hope.

Ling Feng had forgotten that they were only seventeen years old, and they were not like himself, they had incomparable experience in their previous lives.

In this kind of cruel game, arranging free throws for such young players, can their psychological quality withstand it?

But what if you don't choose them?

Hao Haidong and Yang Chen are off the field, they are the only players with the best footwork on the field, psychology is a problem, but if there is no outstanding footwork, it will not work.

"What's wrong?" At this time, Ling Feng, the spiritual leader, naturally couldn't be silent, such a lifeless appearance was definitely a taboo before the penalty shootout.

"Xiao Yue, Liu Dong, Ding Rui, why don't you three speak? Tell me, do you have faith? ”

After a moment of silence, a low "yes" came out.

"Stand up for Lao Tzu, what the hell do you look like!" Ling Feng was furious, and was the first to stand up from the turf and scolded loudly, "What about your faith? What is your determination to win?! What happened to the penalty shootout, what happened to the opponent Argentina? Now the chances are equal, as long as we put our minds at ease, can such a penalty not be taken?! ”

"You!" Ling Feng pointed at Yue Lingxiang: "When you were in Middlesbrough last season, you took four penalties and hit all of them, one of which was in the game against Arsenal and scored David. He-Man's door, what are you afraid of? Can this Bonano be more fierce than He-Man?! ”

"You!" Ling Feng turned and pointed at Liu Dong, "Have you forgotten the game you played when Lao Tzu took you to train in Florence?" Within ten meters, do you forget to do twenty push-ups with a deviation of more than three centimeters?! At the time, I remember you were the one who won the most. ”

"And you," Ling Feng pointed at Ding Rui: "You have now won the position of the main striker of Inter Milan, and you have scored a lot of goals, what are you afraid of such a penalty?" You treat him as a one-man sword! ”

The three of them lowered their heads at what Ling Feng said, their fists creaked, and Ling Feng shouted loudly at this time: "Brothers! This is the hardest battle after the take-off of Chinese football, facing the world's top teams, if we lose, we will be timid in our hearts, then what will happen to the World Cup in three years? Tell me, what are our goals for the World Cup in three years?! ”

"World Champion!" All the Chinese players roared.

"Excellent! Let's solve Argentina first, and then solve Brazil, so that everyone in the world knows that we China are lions! ”

"Oh!" A wolf howl sounded over the field, and the Argentine players looked sideways, what happened to the Chinese team?

Confidence, Ling Feng skillfully instigated the morale of the players and gave them confidence, although there is no guarantee that they will be able to win, but at least, they will not be weakened by nervousness when they make free throws.

But there is still a place, to whom?

Zhao Junze, or Sun Jihai.

"I'll do it!" Sun Jihai stood up and said very firmly.

Ling Feng nodded, hugged him without saying anything, then Yue Lingxiang, Ding Rui, Liu Dong, and finally Ling Feng walked in front of the goalkeeper Fu Bin, hugged him fiercely and said, "It's all up to you!" ”

Penalty shootout, for the player who takes the penalty, the penalty is deserved, and if the penalty is missed, then it is your fault.

Sun Jihai stood up under pressure, you can imagine how great his psychological pressure is!

Zhu Guanglu hurriedly reported the list of free throws to the referee, and at the end of the three-minute break, the players of the two teams stood together on the center circle, hugging each other to form two rows of spectacular human walls.

For the first goal, Yue Lingxiang took the penalty.

Goalkeeper Bonano jumped left and right at the door, and let out a roar of "ho-ho" in his mouth, wanting to put pressure on Xiao Yue, but Yue Lingxiang was thinking in his heart that this guy's current appearance was really like a toad.

The referee's whistle sounded, Yue Lingxiang ran and shot with his right foot.

Feints! Bonano was deceived by Yue Lingxiang's instant feint before touching the ball, and the save was in the wrong direction, and the ball rolled into the bottom right corner of the goal with ease.

The ball is in!

The players of the Chinese team raised their arms and cheered, and the first goal was scored, which was still so casual, which greatly boosted the morale of the players in a sense.

Crespo quietly pushed the ball in the same direction, and Fu Bing also misjudged, 1:1 draw.

The second goal, Liu Dong.

Liu Dong stood far away, almost starting to run from outside the penalty area, and then a powerful volley from the top of his left foot, although the angle of the ball was not very good, but the speed was very fast, and Bonano did not react.

Kanigia, the son of the wind, is an experienced man, and he dodges the rune with a feint and shoots it into the upper right corner.

2:2 draw.

The third goal, Ding Rui.

Bonano tried to judge the direction of the ball by the turn of his ankle at the moment he got up, but he was wrong, the ball Ding Rui stabbed it with his toes, Bonano couldn't react, and stood there like a wooden stake watching the ball roll into the gate from the ground not far from him.

The Chinese team scored all three goals!

Riquelme put the ball on the penalty spot.

The three young players of the Chinese team all hit, giving him a lot of pressure, but Riquelme is a talent after all, after taking a deep breath, he quickly calmed down the impetuosity in his heart, and shot with his right foot, the ball hung in the upper left corner of the goal, although Fu Bing judged the right direction, but he pounced.

The fourth goal arrived.

This is what Ling Feng is most worried about, and whether Sun Jihai can score has become the key to the outcome of this game.

The Argentine fans in the stands used noisy voices to interfere with Sun Jihai, and the Chinese Sun worked hard to eliminate distractions with their will, running after the referee's whistle, and pumping their right foot under the ball!

Bang! With a bang, the ball hit the underside of the crossbar - and bounced into the goal!

The ball is in! The Chinese team hit the fourth goal!

Sun Jihai waved his fist excitedly, and he finally did not become the sinner of the Chinese team.

Now it seems that the Chinese team has the advantage, because everyone believes that Ling Feng must go in, and as long as there is one mistake between Zanetti and Redondo, it will be completely over.

Even as calm as an old horse, there was already a cold sweat in the palm of his hand, he never expected that the Chinese team would hit all four goals!

Zanetti's pressure at this time is no longer immeasurable by ordinary people, and there is only one voice in his head: "You must enter, if you don't enter, we will lose!" ”

The referee's whistle blows, Zanetti runs, volleys!

The ball goes over the crossbar!

Argentina didn't score the fourth penalty!

All the Chinese players hugged together, and if Ling Feng scored the fifth goal, then the Chinese team would have won, defeating Argentina, who had never lost a penalty!

Zanetti knelt on the ground in pain, covered his face with his hands, and returned to the midfield at the urging of the referee.

"We still have a chance." Crespo comforted him like this, but was there really a chance?

Ling Feng, the last penalty player of the Chinese team, the captain of the Chinese team, the soul of Chinese football, and the hottest player in the world today.

But not necessarily, you can score a penalty.

Zico, Socrates, Platini, Basten, Baggio......

These were the top players in the world at the time, but they all missed key penalties in the crucial penalty shootout, and Ling Feng stood in front of the ball, which reminded many people of Baggio in the 94 World Cup final.

is also such a key kick, the penalty is in, Ling Feng is Maradona, the penalty is missed, Ling Feng is the second Baggio.

Ling Feng kissed the ball in his hand and placed it on the turf, and the entire stadium was now silent, as if he could feel a huge "bang, bang" sound after everyone's hearts merged into one.

Ling Feng exhaled and looked at the referee, who was signaling how Bonano was preparing.

Ling Feng stood straight next to the ball like this, only one step away.

Facing the referee's puzzled gaze, Ling Feng nodded, he took this penalty and did not run.

With Ling Feng's technique, he could use dozens of ways to send this ball in, and even give a spoon penalty, but at this time, he chose the easiest method, a penalty that was praised by later generations as a great clumsiness.

The turf is a little slippery, and if you run, you will inevitably be nervous and your left foot will land unsteadily on the ground for the last run, resulting in a free throw error.

Another point, the proximity to the goalkeeper, left Bonano with no way to judge by the direction and rhythm of his own run.

Generally speaking, the direction of a player's shot in the run-up is directly related to the direction of his run, and Ling Feng is now standing motionless in front of the ball, but Bonano has no way to judge the direction of his kick.

The referee's whistle sounded, Ling Feng stepped forward with his left foot, supported it on the ground, and pushed the instep of his right foot under the ball!

"On the right? No, it's a feint for sure! Bonano only judged the direction of his shot the moment Ling Feng's foot touched the ball, and Ling Feng intended to shoot to the right side of this action.

But impossible, who is Ling Feng? Can he shoot such a ball without any feints?

Bonano made a judgment in almost a few tenths of a second, pounced to the left, only to find the ball in the air flying towards his opposite side and into the goal.

The ball is in!

5:3! The Chinese team eliminated Argentina 5:3 in the penalty shootout and entered the final of the Copa America!

Ling Feng rushed back to the midfield excitedly, and the moment he scored, the whole of China was boiling, the players of the Chinese team, whether they were the main force or the substitutes, all rushed to Ling Feng at this moment, Yue Lingxiang volleyed Ling Feng to the ground, and then everyone pressed up one after another!

The highest level of penalty feints is that there are no feints.

Too much energy on free throws is used to deceive the goalkeeper, which weakens the control of the ball, such as Zico, Baggio and others have made double insurance when taking penalties, one is to deceive the goalkeeper, and the other is to push a very tricky angle.

However, double insurance is not necessarily insurance, and the pressure generated by the two energies together is considerable.

Ling Feng only pursued extremely tricky angles and speeds!

The ball entered the gate through the gap between the goalpost and the crossbar, and as for Bonano's misjudgment, it could only be said that this guy was stupefied by Ling Feng's fame.

With a total score of 7:5, the Chinese team staged a big reversal in the case of two goals behind, which was their first undisputed victory over the world's top team, and the significance of this battle can be described as extremely significant!