Fifty-nine, what a big pig
One stone stirred up a thousand waves, and the action of the small table was like dropping a depth charge on a calm small lake, instantly blowing up the belly of the small fish and shrimp in the lake
The fans watching the game suddenly stopped, and the boos in the sky also rose, and the domestic fans exploded like a nest, scolding everywhere, and how ugly the scolding was, if the small table was on the scene, they might have rushed up to beat it. Definitely beat him into a big pig's head.
Huang Jianxiang also looked regretful, with a look of helplessness that hatred is not made of steel, "At this time, the small table actually gave up the opportunity to compete with the opposing player for the best position in the penalty area, with his body tonnage, and the height advantage of 185, if he rushes to the penalty area, maybe there is a chance to touch the ball, if it is God's favor, it can also create a killing machine, but now he cowardly gave up the confrontation and ran out of the penalty area, coward, real coward." ”
The evaluation of the two heavens of ice and fire, this small table is indeed too disappointing.
Some fans who drank a little wine roared angrily into the sky, slamming the countertop of the bar, and those who didn't know thought they were going to tear down the bar. "It's a fucking shame, he looks tall and big, eats like a pig, and he doesn't dare to work hard with that North Korean defender, why didn't his father shoot him on the wall back then, it's really embarrassing."
Many bar owners saw the anger of the scene, wiped a handful of sweat, hid in a small corner for their own wise preparation before the game and felt lucky, most of them in the days of the national pig competition, will replace the glass table with a solid wood table, this move is a bloody lesson, because in the past the national pig game does not know how much glass tables were broken, these tables are rotten and there is no way to make a claim, some of the guests who were cut their hands because of this, the boss in order to attract guests, I had to send them to the hospital for bandaging and apologize.
There are many bars on the national pig race day, generally choose to broadcast live, because they find that the worse the national pig plays, the more ugly and embarrassing, the better the sales of wine, people have seven emotions and six desires, especially when they are unhappy, depressed and unhappy, wine is the best thing to relieve worries. Even Brother Cao Cao in the Three Kingdoms era wrote a famous saying, how to solve worries, only Du Kang.
Therefore, the worse and more embarrassing the national pig plays, the happier the bar owner is, which means that the national pig is generating income for them, which is the only good thing the national pig has ever done.
If this situation is known to the national pigs, I don't know if they are happy or sad, maybe they have no joy or sorrow, and they don't have any shame at all, so they don't pay attention to it. Then he continued to shamelessly create tragedy.
There are also some former national pigs hiding in the darkness who are watching this game, waiting for an opportunity and then pounce on it and bite hard.
Seeing the action of the small table, four or five people such as Lei Strike cheered and celebrated, and then pulled out a dozen Grandpa Mao and threw them into the air in the private room of the bar, and there was a rain of money, and a few pure and beautiful little sisters who accompanied the wine exclaimed, and then desperately took the money. What a life of glittering lights and drunken gold!
Perhaps this is the only group of people in the country who are excited about the cowardice of the small table.
The move of the small table also made the North Korean players who were defending him confused for a while, but one of the defenders, Park Nam-chul, still subconsciously followed his footsteps and ran out.
The other defender is still his old acquaintance, Li Guangchuan, who stayed in the penalty area.
At the moment when the fans were furious to the point of exploding, the small table that ran towards the outside of the penalty area actually turned around and rushed to the penalty area again.
Park Nam-chul was thrown off half of his body by his turnaround run, allowing him to face Lee Kwang-cheon directly in a one-on-one position.
At this point, the ball had already fallen, and the landing point was between him.
Li Guangchuan's swarthy face flashed a rare red light, which was caused by his anger, and he saw that he was driving full power, supporting his foot and pressing at a time, his right foot was at 90 degrees, and he wanted to kick the ball out of bounds.
According to the distance of this ball, the small table wants to catch up with the normal way of shooting with his feet, and the time is a beat slower than that of Lee Kwang-cheon. This offensive opportunity will be lost.
Don't underestimate this shot, the difference is a millimeter, the error is a thousand miles, the court is changing rapidly, every shot is a fighter, once it is mistaken, it will determine the final direction of this ball.
Seeing that this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity is about to be lost, everyone is feeling chagrin.
"It's still a beat slower, if you follow the speed of the small table at its peak, this ball will definitely pass to his feet, he is still too fat, although he has been chasing it very hard."
Huang Jianxiang was explaining to everyone, and finally issued an exclamation, "When the flowers bloom again, no one is young." "Maybe he has forgotten that the flying big fat pig table is only 25 years old this year.
The fans watching the game only reacted at this time, and the action of the small table running towards the outside of the penalty area just now was not to give up, but a tactical use to create a one-on-one opportunity. Everyone was a little embarrassed, misled by the inertia of the national pig and the small table in the past.
Although this opportunity may not be gone, this connection from the back court to the front court is simply a dick explosion, this is an operation with BUG, and it is a world-class performance.
In the end, even though it was fruitless, it looked extremely comfortable, as if the heat was 45 degrees, and I was thirsty, and then suddenly a big bowl of iced sour plum soup appeared, and I drank it and the whole body was comfortable.
Just when even the fans have given up a glimmer of hope of existence, there is indeed one person on the field who has not given up, and that is the small table, he has done his best, but he knows that he can still do a full job.
I saw that he didn't think about a flying fish jump, using the explosive power of kicking forward, his body was like a big fat pig flying in mid-air, and without considering Li Guangchuan's explosive kick, his head hit the ball fiercely.
Li Guangchuan was also taken aback, startled by the lifeless action of the small table, and subconsciously had a recovery action under his raised feet.
It's not that he doesn't want to kick this kick, no one hates the small table more than him, even if he pours out the water of the Pacific Ocean, he can't extinguish it, but he knows that if he kicks it out, the North Korean team will be over this ball, because the small table will definitely touch the ball before him, and he has already eaten a yellow card, this kick will go out, and he will definitely be sent off the field, and there will be an additional penalty.
With one less player and a 2-0 lead, the North Korean team will fall into a bottomless abyss from which they will never recover, and he will become the team's biggest sinner. If you close your feet and there is a goalkeeper behind you, the ball on the small table may not be able to hit the right goal, let alone break the goal.
Thoughts flashed through his heart, so he subconsciously chose to close his feet.
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