Volume 4 Chapter 55 Whirlwind War (plus more, ask for a monthly pass)
In the field, the English national anthem was mixed with noisy playing, "God Save the Queen", Mark Qin wore No. 18 with his head held high, pursed his lips, and felt the wind in this arena.
The evening breeze is cool, the heavens are cool, he knows that the semi-finals as the first game will be in the spotlight, and he knows that companies all over England will even refuse to work overtime tonight, just to fulfill his long-cherished wish.
He knew that there were countless star-studded, film-wasting celebrities sitting in the stands, and he knew that fans could cross races to give St. Marc to him simply because of his skills.
On the pitch, letting football do the talking, that's always his belief and his dream.
In the past 7 years, he has used his feet and this black and white football to tell a lot about the world, and has influenced many people, many things, and even rewritten history.
The moment he came, he never thought that he could stand here, in the summer of 02 in his last life, he followed the crazy crowd of the imperial capital and wandered the streets and alleys of Tiananmen, which was the largest and most free parade in his memory.
Those who don't understand football don't understand the pulse it brings to the world, and they just think it's just a game.
Now, he has clearly told the world what kind of influence and joy a football superstar can bring to a sport and a country.
Capello and Van Marwijk waited quietly on the sidelines when suddenly a storm erupted and cheers coalesced, and Mackin and his teammates clapped and walked towards the Dutch players.
They were the away signings, and they had to take the initiative to shake hands, and the camera never left England's biggest star to date.
Stressful, a little, excited, full of chest, he smiled and hugged Kuyt in a friendly way, said "please drink after the win", and then passed by.
For the only superstar on the field who is under the age of 20 but does not have his fame, the Dutch team, who knows him with high fighting spirit, and those who don't know him are full of curiosity, it is he who wrote the myth in South Africa.
The "Star II" has already become his signature, and Adidas is stepping up the development of a World Cup commemorative model, and he, like other players, has opted for long-sleeved jerseys because of the wind.
Genevieve Morton pouted, the boy under the dark dojo was really puzzled, he had released his words in the media, if England reached the final, he wouldn't mind having a one-night fun, but he didn't get a response, she has absolute confidence in her devilish body and angel face, and she can only be attributed to the fact that Asians are too conservative.
Isabella also made fun of him about this, and was told by him "What country is she from, what is she doing?" "I sent it away, and I forgot about it.
Charlize Theron was wearing a black leather jacket and a ponytail, which was cool and unwanted, and she knew that many people in Hollywood circles were fans of the following teenager, including the NBA and the football league.
Mack, who is not a few years older than Justin Bieber, together with the Canadian singer, is known as the "Zhengtai Duo" in their circle, "I really want to pinch their little faces", whenever Theron hears this, he has to scold "shameless Bitch" in his heart
In that circle, the so-called successful and famous people are all aunts, and the girls who look like are all disguised, rubbing a news hotspot and mixing a triangle scandal is what they are most passionate about.
What's more, Mack is about to appear on the cover of Time Magazine's main board, which is their summary of the brightest stars of this World Cup, no matter the result, no one can surpass him in personal data.
Gerrard exchanged the flags and handed them to the coaching staff on the sidelines and ran back to his position, where Crouch was already stepping on the ball in the centre circle and waiting for him to settle down.
Sabre-rattling, touch-and-go.
The orange and white dots scattered on the green field in the live broadcast footage were quiet, and the referee looked at his watch, "beeped", and blew the whistle in his mouth vigorously.
"Audience friends, audience friends, the first semi-final of the World Cup in South Africa, the Netherlands vs England match has officially begun, it has officially begun!"
"Boom", the stands on all sides of the Green Point Stadium are noisy, and the sound shocks Cape Town!
Crouch unsurprisingly handed the ball to Mackin from just outside the centre circle, and Wayne Rooney, along with Gerrard and Crouch, on the edge of the half-court line, rushed forward.
Together, Kuyt, Van Persie and Robben rushed towards Mackin with a clear goal, a distance in the middle circle, which is instantaneous, but can decide many things.
"Attack, if we kick off first, we must attack!" The content of the tactical meeting is clearly remembered that the Dutch defense is quite well organized, and there is only one kick-off opportunity in the whole game, which is the first offensive strategy formulated by Capello.
He received the ball and slammed his right foot sideways, turning it to the right, Gerrard sprinting frantically down the flank, Kuyt was just a few steps away from him, and he could normally pass to Frank Lampard.
But no, the right leg of the connection without stagnation was vigorously lifted, and the right foot hit the bottom of the ball with a half-shovel and a half-pump, and the moment before Kuyt was about to take a step and come up to break the ball, he flew up quickly and went straight to the left wing of the Dutch team, behind Van Bronckhorst.
The ball was swift and fast, flying straight up with the breeze, flat and fast, without the slightest spin, Kuyt did not brake the car, and quickly hugged Mak Qin to prevent both of them from falling.
Then he quickly turned his head to look at it, and sighed in his heart, he was too familiar with this pass, and he had received this kind of accurate guided missile countless times in the club.
"Mark Qin receives the ball, look at the opening ......, the long pass ......", Duan Xuan didn't have time to lay down any words, but he was interrupted by this fast-moving long pass.
The orange Van Bronckhorst saw that the white Steven Gerrard had rushed to his maximum speed, ran like the wind, and then saw the ball fly straight behind him.
He jumped backwards and struggled, but his height of 1.78 meters still limited his imagination, and the ball grazed his scalp at a rapid pace, and there was a galloping wind next to him, Gerrard!
"Rise to the top! , Van Bronckhorst actually rose to the top! Duan Xuan shouted loudly in disbelief, and the white fans in the stands burst into flames.
Because, Gerrard, who flew past the last line of defense, glanced at the incoming ball with his spare eyes, knocked directly with the arch of his right foot, did not reduce his speed, and went directly to the penalty area!
"Gerrard, Gerrard", the excited Lineker could not think of any other words, only shouted the name of the dribbler and blinked to see that he was stepping into the penalty area.
Van Marwijk jumped out of shape, and hurriedly ran to the sideline of his half, screaming and tackle, without the slightest vicissitudes of gray hair.
Without waiting for Gerrard to make the second step, Heitinga's flying tackle was coming, obviously he didn't care about the consequences, if Gerrard walked through himself, it would be a single knife at a 45-degree angle!
The sliding tackle a few steps away unsurprisingly did not touch the rolling ball, Gerrard, who had just stepped into the penalty area, wanted to take a step to avoid the flying tackle, but could not avoid Heitinga's defensive confidence, he raised his foot and hooked!
"Boom", bang to the ground! , "Boom", the sound of penalties is everywhere, "Boom", the referee does not hesitate! , "Boom", fans all over the world were dumbfounded!
"Penalty, penalty, oh my God, England got a penalty in less than five seconds!" , Duan Xuan said incredulously, "Perfect opening, the Netherlands was caught off guard!" ”
Van Bommel and Sneijder immediately surrounded the referee with Dutch players, "It should be outside the penalty line, Mr. referee, it should be a free kick, not a penalty", the foul is irrefutable, but the location of the foul is indeed a bit ambiguous.
Van Marwijk crossed his waist and waited anxiously for the result, and the England players were not vegetarians, and they also hurriedly surrounded them, shouting that it was the penalty kick.
The referee Rafshang was very firm, waving his hand to signal the players on both sides to step back, "The white No. 4 player body and the ball have passed the penalty area line, I can see it clearly", said and took out a yellow card, and showed it perfectly to Heitinga, who had just gotten up.
Then he walked straight into the penalty area and pointed to the penalty spot, and the English fans in the stands and in front of the live broadcast exploded instantly, and the blood rushed to the head in ecstasy!
"Yellow card plus points, yellow card plus point, there is no better start than this, no", Lineker shouted excitedly, "we will get the advantage from the start, this will be a devastating blow to the Netherlands who are playing on the counter-attack!" ”
Capello and Beckham excitedly shook their fists on the sidelines to celebrate, the surprise came so quickly that they were caught off guard, and what they arranged in their tactical meeting was that they had to score as first as possible, and if they couldn't score, they had to do their best to ensure that they didn't concede first!
It's the perfect tactical start!
"Roar", Gerrard got up and waved his arm vigorously, and then hugged his teammates tightly, what could be more exciting than a penalty in the semi-finals? It would have been a penalty in the final!
"Perfect, perfect", Wilson exclaimed excitedly, "the first goal will inevitably disrupt the Dutch team's plans, Mark is fantastic, Gerrard is too good, great connection performance!" ”
The results could not be changed, and while excited, he hesitated.
Frank Lampard picked up the ball, kissed it excitedly, and walked to the penalty spot, he has been England's penalty taker, since qualifying, Capello gave a free-kick to Mackqin, leaving him with a penalty, otherwise the balance in the dressing room should be in trouble.
The England fans in the stands cheered, sang and danced, looking at the Dutch penalty area, ready to jump and cheer, and Capello and the substitutes stood on the sidelines, waiting for the moment of celebration.
At this time, only the helpless Van Marwijk and the Dutchman were depressed, and the disaster that fell from heaven was nothing more than that, and they didn't even have time to do anything to ask him to fall behind by one goal.
Goalkeeper Stekelenburg exhaled deeply and swayed from side to side on the goalline in an attempt to influence Frank Lampard, who had already set the ball up and stepped back enough distance to wait for the referee's whistle.
'Frank Lampard is ready to take the penalty, he hasn't missed a penalty in qualifying, it's England's first penalty of this World Cup, that's so important,' Duan explained.
Frank Lampard exhaled, knowing how important the penalty was, and as Lafchan blew the whistle, he glanced up at goal before padding his feet and starting to run, players from outside the box ready to rush.
'Lampard......, shoot!' Duan Xuan shouted, the ball went straight to the bottom left corner of the goal like a cannonball, and then to Lampard's horror, the goalkeeper was rushing to that position, and he reacted faster than ever, and then even more frightened was his palm, which pounced on the ball.
"I was saved, I was actually saved......", Duan Xuan shouted even more incredibly, but, "There is still ......, Rooney, Rooney grabbed the ball that popped up, volleyed ...... from a small angle, oops, it was blocked and hit the side netting, oh my God, England missed this penalty!" ”
All the England fans were all "Oh ......", raised their hands in the air, and then "......hissed", instantly turned into a statue, and it exploded into a huge wave in orange!
"Roar", goalkeeper Stekelenburg stood up with a red face and slapped his chest and yelled wildly, all the England players held their heads in disbelief, Capello pushed his glasses, who told himself that England didn't have a penalty?
Holding his head outside the penalty area, Mack began to believe in the three laws of the English tournament:
1. Never lose to the previous champion team;
2. Penalty kicks in the knockout round must be lost;
3. Will not lose to the dark horse team;
Shit, who the hell came up with this, so talented......