Volume 6 Chapter 80 The Walker Has No Borders
"Glory is a kind of insistence that cannot be bent, glory is a kind of fighting spirit that cannot be defeated, glory is that no matter when, you can see that I am here, walking with you!"
Zhan Jun was sonorous and powerful, as if he was reciting a war song, and the Olympic Stadium had transcended the competition and the competition at the moment, just for the bandaged figure.
"Great people will be written in great history!" , Lineker and Wilson both consciously stood with their left hands on their chests, paying the highest respects to that figure!
The audience applauded like thunder, no matter blue or white.
At this time, I don't know how many people are full of blood, and they can't wait to fight side by side with him in person, and I don't know how many people have sour eyes, and they have to be injured to be wrapped like this.
But Mackin still walked firmly, albeit slowly, and this special head equipment almost seemed to isolate him from the world, and he needed to adapt slowly.
In the gauze that no one could see, although he had been sprayed with painkiller and swelling magent, it was not a small bump after all, he had already felt a hot pain on the bridge of his nose, and even made his eyes bloodshot, which was the swelling that would inevitably be brought about by hurting his muscles and bones!
The fans in the bar didn't dare to breathe, they all stood, their left hands on their chests, silently staring at the tall figure at this moment, they were afraid that a little force would blow their souls away......
Mackin slowly ran to the front of the forbidden area, as if acting in a silent movie, and the heavy breathing seemed to be clearly audible at this moment, as well as ...... 80 minutes.
Capello looked at him, Isabella, Jonathan, Charlton, Queen ...... England, "In the world of football, he is the embodiment of perfection, he is the angel of God......", I don't know which famous football journalist wrote in his manuscript at this moment.
All the English players were injected with a force in their hearts, as if the soul had finally returned to its place, and the Italians also rose from the bottom of their hearts to admire, Pirlo gave Mackin a thumbs up from afar, secretly relieved.
"Beep ......", Proenca's whistle once again restores the rhythm of the world, and the game resumes!
"Pirlo came to take a corner kick ......", Zhan Jun had to pull the perspective back to the game again, Mack Qin jogged on the corner of the penalty area, as if looking at the world through the crack in the door, but this still couldn't stop him from looking for Pirlo.
"Pirlo, take a corner, it's the back point ......", Huang Jianxiang said, England's penalty area surging and shouting, Terry took two steps back and jumped up hard, grabbed Barzagli's header back, and pushed the ball to the sideline on the other side, Pirlo's ball fell too fast, which was all he could do.
"Terry clears, Panucci, Panucci intercepts the ball at the touchline and crosses again ......", before Ashley Cole could save, Panucci sent the ball back into the box again, almost all the high points are in the box at the moment, if it were Makqin, he would have done the same.
"Chiellini and Ferdinand are fighting for the top, the ball is still in the penalty area, there is some confusion ......", Zhan Jun shouted, and the ball that was lifted up again fell slowly from the air, making it difficult for anyone to deal with, and at this moment, a figure rushed in from outside the penalty area.
"Be careful......", Joe Hart shouted, Lampard jumped sideways to clear, but the angle of the ball was too awkward, "bang", the sprinting De Rossi had the upper hand this time, he was half a head above Lampard, perhaps it was Mackin who returned to the pitch and their tense spirits appeared an inevitable relief that led to the negligence of the moment.
"De Rossi......, this ball ......, eh? , in? Entered! The ball went in, Italy took the lead and scored ......", Zhan Jun exclaimed, "Although De Rossi's ball was slow and leisurely, it still drew a parabola and crossed Joe Hart's ten fingers......"
"Goaaaallll......", the Italian commentator shouted frantically, Prandelli hugged his assistants excitedly, the timing of the ball was too good!
"Roar ......", De Rossi, who got up, gathered outside the bottom line with the excited blue, the Italian fans in the stands were crazy, only the white England fans, and they didn't even know what to say, this game, they experienced too many ups and downs.
"Italy scored first," Lineker said in a low voice, as if he hadn't expected the result, "but it's okay......," he shouted again.
Mack Qin accompanied Pirlo to watch the whole process of the goal on the other sideline, and sighed slightly, everything really didn't go well today, and he actually lost the ball at this time, this was originally the time when they were getting up, maybe God didn't want him to be so complete easily.
At this time, the mood of his teammates can also be imagined, some people are still staring blankly at the ball in the door and have not come back, why, just lose the ball?
"Bang Bang ......", Ma Qin raised his hands and high-fived in the air, while walking like a middle circle, the injury on the bridge of his nose can no longer make him yell, he has only another way to motivate the spirit of his teammates, fortunately, tens of thousands of British fans in this stadium are his mouthpiece.
Hit the palm twice, and then stretch out the index finger of both hands forward, this is silent, but like a big bell!
"Pap ......", more and more, "England ......", "Papa...... St Mark's ......, "Pop ......, England ......", seems to be a dream, back then, he was also in the stands, in this way to wake up the sleeping Liverpool stands, and now, in another field, on another picture, the old things repeat themselves.
What kind of story is that indomitable but determined figure telling? Only follow! "Bang bang...... England ......", Lineker they are not commenting, but following the rhythm, forging ahead, roaring, and then his teammates.
They returned to their respective positions with resolute expressions, and the cries of blue and white were like the collision of the realms of two saints, and they never slept in tonight's Olympics.
"England, this is Mr. Ma, they are ...... high-spirited", Zhan Jun shouted incoherently, there are too many things beyond competition in this game, which makes people crazy and exciting!
Capello stood on the sidelines with his chest crossed, indifferent, whether it was the Italian folks who were celebrating wildly next to him, or himself, he knew that this game was out of their original preset track, and all he needed to do now was just watch, watch the rest of the game.
Again, again!
And the figure running from side to side wrapped in bandages, no matter where it was, was like a bright lamp, shining like a jewel, and no one knew how much sweat was flowing under the layers of gauze, or what he was thinking.
"Mark, directly curling the ball diagonally to the back of the penalty area, looking for Rooney in front, Rooney...... Rush to the top ......", Lineker yelled, "bang", the ball deflected off the post, Rooney got up and glanced at Barzagli, who was squeezing him off balance, turned around and left.
"Pirlo, Mark is up again", Wilson exclaimed excitedly, "he won't fall, he will never fall......"
It's just that the wrapped gauze still affects his feelings, making his whole person feel as if he is a beat slower, and Pirlo is also like a big enemy, obviously strengthening the protection of the ball and the concealment of the ball, he has taken out 120% spirit.
"Italy got into their usual rhythm, they were luring England forward", Zhan Jun said, "Andrea Pirlo is too experienced", the ball kept passing through Italy's midfield and back, as long as England pressed a little, they would interrupt their own forward progress.
Mackin waved his hand back, he believed that his teammates could see it, and then without hesitation, he pressed Pirlo who was retreating again, the hot pain at the bridge of his nose inspired him to go crazy in his bones, but if he wasn't crazy, he didn't know if he could resist it!
"England pressed ...... all over the line, and they launched a crazy frontcourt press!" , Huang Jianxiang suddenly shouted, Capello's heartbeat suddenly accelerated, and he seemed to feel the tense and crazy atmosphere.
"Pirlo, he almost ran to the position parallel to Buffon......", Zhan Jun shouted, "Pirlo, Buffon handed him back again, they are still transmitting ...... in the penalty area", in his tone, anxious.
Anyone who understands the ball can see that Italy or Pirlo is grinding England now, England looks fierce, but it is Italy who has the initiative tactically.
"Look at Chiellini", Marc shouted at Carol, then gritted his teeth to suppress the tearing pain, and rushed forward again without hesitation, rushing towards Pirlo, because he had seen Pirlo swing his right leg.
"Bang ......", "......", he jumped up without any scruples, and the ball flew past his scalp, startling countless people into a cold sweat.
The ball was looking for Balotelli on the side of the frontcourt, but Mack's pressure still affected Pirlo's strength to some extent, he wanted to find Balotelli's feet and let him stop and attack, but now that the ball was on top of his head, Glenn Johnson used all his strength to jump behind him, and then with a "bang", the sound pickers on the sidelines seemed to be able to feel the wild intensity......
“F**K you!”
“F**K you!” , Balotelli scolded when he got up from the ground, and Glen Johnson also took it, and they have not fought against each other in the Premier League.
The foreheads of the two men were pressed together angrily, each angrily spewing trash talk that the other might not be able to hear clearly, and the whole audience was thunderous, "beep ......", and Proenka's screaming whistle.
The painful stimulation and blood are making this game more and more full of gunpowder!
"Both teams are on fire now, there were too many surprises in this game, and it will be a great test for the psychology of the players...... especially the England ......"
"That's right", Zhang Lu's rare face is serious, "It is estimated that the English players now have a tragic feeling in their hearts, which is caused by Mr. Ma's injury and accidental conceded goals, and they have to adjust their mentality as soon as possible"
Mark Qin shook his head slightly after landing on the ground, the moment he jumped up and landed just now, his whole head was tingling, and he knew that it was caused by the impact of the injury.
"Mark, it's okay", Pirlo saw that the front court had stopped the game, and came over to care, Mark raised his hand diligently, clubbed his knee and eased it for a while, now he knows how difficult it is for the former Cruyff, Beckenbauer, and Jordan with a high fever.
It sounds exciting, but only when this pain falls on you can you know how painful and uncomfortable it is, and if you don't have the will to move forward, you may fall down at any time.
He looked up into the backfield......
"Bang", this time it was not applause, but two yellow cards taken out by Proenka, he promptly suppressed the restlessness that might have been out of range, De Rossi grabbed Cassano, who had nothing to do, and pulled him back, and Lampard also isolated Glenn Johnson, who was still scolding.
“Clam Don! , calm down, calm down", Capello kept pressing his hands down on the sidelines, his forehead was slightly sweaty, and Isabella in the stands was still staring at Mackin firmly, and her tears couldn't be stopped. Everything today is beyond the scope of what she can understand.
This has nothing to do with trophies, nothing to do with champions, just human life, some pursuits, better than life, of course, it does not want you to really send to death, but it requires you to surpass yourself, beyond the shackles of the body to show that strong will, this, is about glory.
This is the glory of surpassing oneself, the glory of never giving up, and the glory of the brave!
Makqin slowly ran towards his backfield again, determined like a walker......
Walkers, Boundless......