Fans in the stands and in front of the live broadcast didn't know what was going on, they only saw three stretchers carrying three players off the field and going straight to the locker room.

The referee Rossetti was also very surprised, he repeatedly confirmed with the fourth referee and Spain if there was anything that needed to be changed, and Bosque almost asked if he could apply for a rematch!

Spain had nine men left, and apart from Ramos, there was not a single authentic defender, and after the restart, except for Ramos who stayed at the back, the rest rushed to the front like crazy.

Even with a hint of tragedy!

Ramos received the ball and drove to the front, and there was nothing they could do other than the last point, Casillas rushed up to take Ramos's place, and Ramos also rushed up.

England fully defended, no one had any intention of counterattacking, Capello shouted sternly on the sidelines, if they can't hold it now, they will commit mass suicide and apologize.

After two or three times, Rossetti looked at his watch, and before the ball landed again, a whistle finally ended the game.

The Englishmen, who had been waiting on the sidelines, rushed to the field en masse, and the white of the entire stands suddenly exploded.

"Champions, we are champions, England are champions......", "Ah......", the BBC studio ushered in a group of crazy foursome dancing demons.

Countless beers were thrown directly into the sky, and the British crowd instantly poured from the house into the street, gathering more and more, gathering more and more, "Champion, champion, we are fucking champions......"

Spain was silent, tears of disappointment slipped unnaturally, and the players on the field could no longer hold on, and fell to the ground one by one, letting the tears rage.

Lost, we lost!

We didn't deserve to lose at the last minute, we were the better side, we created a couple of times as many chances on goal, it shouldn't have been that result.

The entire Soccer City stadium has completely turned into a white sky, and all that remains of red here is frustration.

"Roaring ......", Ma Qin, who was receiving simple treatment in the locker room, raised his hands high and shouted happily despite lying on the massage chair.

"Champion, we are the champion", "Hercules Cup, haha", "We won the championship, haha......"

The two masseurs were helping him relieve his leg muscles, one on the other, and they didn't put down their work, just just congratulated the young man who had become an absolute superstar with the same excitement.

They feel like they're dreaming!

"Boom", the door was quickly slammed open, and Isabella ran in with an anxious face, followed by Aiming, Jonathan, Peter, and the assistant coach.

"Mark, how are you?" Issa was crying, her face full of anxiety, and she looked at his legs worriedly.

"Don't worry, Isabella," said a team doctor and masseur who straightened up and smiled.

"We will deal with it simply, a little slower action will not affect his award, slow for two or three months, fast for a month, as long as you recuperate well in the summer, there will be no sequelae"

"You're scared me to death, I thought I was ......," Isabella said nervously, holding Mack's hand.

"I told you my brother is going to be fine," said Emin with his arm around Isabella, "don't worry"

Jonathan and Peter were also relieved, thankfully, thankfully, this was a minor injury, and fatigue strains are all too common in footballers' careers.

"Okay, don't worry, I'm fine", Makqin smiled and comforted Isabella.

"I'm going to collect the award in a while, we're the world champion now, haha, congratulations to your husband and me......"

Now nothing has been able to suppress his ecstasy, a whole month, 7 games, it doesn't seem like much, and now it has finally come to an end, and the result, perfect!

A few people instructed him to pay more attention, and then pulled the reluctant Issa out of the locker room, which was not a place for them to come in, if it weren't for Mackin being injured.

"In '44, '44, we finally won the World Cup again, and for the first time, we were able to engrave our name on the Hercules Cup," Lineker exclaimed, wiping tears from his eyes.

"Thank you to the great St. Marc, for directing all this, to everyone in the team for making this summer one of our best memories", the words are extremely emotional.

Only footballers can understand the feelings of footballers, no matter where they are, when generation after generation fights for a cause, it will write its unique history, hope or loss.

"It's a World Cup for Mark, he's leading England all the way, he's unbeatable, he's shocked the world, it's a wonderful result that we only dreamed of but didn't dare to imagine too much, thank you," Wilson said with the same emotion.

After decades of wind and rain, people's hearts are flesh and blood.

After the ecstasy is a deep aftertaste, every moment is satisfaction, surprise and happiness.

England fans are happy this summer, and so are many of the players who are on the verge of retiring from the national team.

John Terry and Lampard hugged each other for a long time, crying silently, Gerrard squatted on the ground with his face in his hands, not knowing whether to cry or laugh, Rooney was running wild again with a group of young men, and Carragher clapped again with red eyes and thanked him.

Beckham hugged Capello and cried like a child, who knows how long he waited for this moment?

"I didn't expect it to be England"

"I didn't expect it to be England"

"I didn't expect it to be England"

Countless and countless people have uttered the same sigh at this moment, Ferguson, Wenger, Beckenbauer, Cruyff......

"England, champions...", "We are the champions......", referee Rossetti walked off the pitch with the ball in celebration, his job was over.

"Can you give me the ball?" Carragher asked Rossetti, who was passing by him, "I think Mark must want to keep it as a souvenir"

"Of course", Rossetti smiled as he handed over the ball.

"Your Majesty, congratulations, you have won the World Cup in South Africa......", South African President Zuma, FIFA President Seppat Blatter, and even Queen Sofia of Spain politely congratulated the Queen of England.

There was applause in the stands, but they all felt that something was missing, they all looked at the exit of the passage, and they were about to hold the cup ceremony in a while, and they didn't come out yet?

Of course, they don't understand the actual situation, and if they don't come out, it means that they are seriously injured, and no one wants this outcome.

"Boom ......", a burst of enthusiastic shouts suddenly broke out at the exit of the passage, and the director's camera turned around in an instant as if it had been prepared a long time ago.

"Oh......", "Mark, St. Mark", "He's fine, I said he'll be fine"......

"St. Mark, St. Mark ......", the shout suddenly hit the sky and the earth, and the sound shook the sky.

This scene deeply shocked countless fans in front of the TV, and the black-haired boy walked out of the passage slowly and slowly by the team doctor, slowly, but his face was full of happiness that could not be concealed.

Yes, happy, what could be happier than this.

"Congratulations to Mr. Ma, I just said that judging from the situation at the time, it was at most a strain", Huang Jianxiang immediately started to play as an afterthought, but he was very happy, and he was greatly relieved in his heart.

"Congratulations to Mr. Ma, he has become the first person in Chinese history! One and only! 7 assists, breaking the single-game assist record, the previous holder was ...... Maradona", like a roar from the clouds, only catharsis can meet his passion.

"There are still 8 goals, which also equals the record of a single goal set by alien Ronaldo in 02 after the 74 World Cup", Zhan Jun also shouted loudly.

"Unbelievable, incredible", Hao Haidong shook his head, looking unimaginable, "When I watched the game one by one, I didn't feel so shocked at all, but at this time, it was really incredible"

Mackin stopped as he walked out of the aisle and waved to the stands from a position where the fans could see the whole stadium.

The voice of "St. Mark" was earth-shattering, and even those political celebrities found it incredible, and countless people's eyes were focused on him, where there was a different style.

His debut at Liverpool was absolutely shocking, but far less shocking than it was at this moment today.

In the future, his status in world football, especially in English football, will be no less than Maradona to Argentina!

He's only 19 years old, dumbfounded!

"Amazing, amazing, amazing," said South Africa's legendary president, Nelson Mandela, sitting in his box, as he was going to attend the closing ceremony of the World Cup.

Unexpectedly, watching a great show in advance is good for South Africa, and the world will remember this World Cup more because of the South African World Cup.

Because legendary, so legendary!

"Is it okay?" Gerrard and Lampard rushed to Macklin's side in ecstasy, and more and more Englishmen gathered.

"What's not to do," Makqin replied laughing.

"Brothers, let's go", several people lined up, picked up Mark Qin's bandaged thighs, and suddenly carried him to his shoulders.

Like the stars holding the moon, they carried the already smiling and hearty Mack Qin and began to circle the stadium to accept the long-lasting cheers of the fans.

At this moment, it does not belong to the Queen of England, it does not belong to the Prince of England, it does not belong to Capello, it does not belong to anyone.

Only belongs to the one that has now resounded all over the world: Ma 18!

"Boom...... St. Mark's", "Boom...... St. Mark", every time you walk to one of the stands, there will be a violent wave of noise, hands raised high, bowing and worshipping.

The whole grandstand circled like a wave of people, wave after wave, shouting tsunami.

The staff was nervously sorting out the podium, and the Hercules Cup, which radiated the brightest light, was transferred from the aisle to the podium, where the Queen of England was in the column!

"It's really a dreamy night", women are always more emotional, Zhao Zuna crossed her hands and said with stars in her eyes, "His girlfriend must be very happy now"

Hero, the hero of the world whose crush she wants!

What woman could refuse such a script, and such an arrangement, even though there were no seven-colored clouds here.

But there are white auspicious clouds.

Capello was without his glasses, and the thing had long since gotten to it, and Beckham was now with him.

The two of them just quietly watched their teammates hug Ma Qin, walking little by little, smiling very heartily.

"Good luck!" , the two of them let out such an exclamation almost at the same time, and then looked at each other and smiled, all without saying anything.

Capello is lamenting that he has come at the right time, and Beckham is lamenting that he is lucky enough to see this scene.

"E're the Champions ......", the championship march suddenly sounded over the stadium, indicating that the award ceremony was ready.

At this time, Mackin was also carried back in a circle, "Good job, Mark, thank you", Capello hugged Mackin who had just come down tightly, for him, it was not easy to do this.

"Thank you, Chief, for giving me such a free stage," Makqin replied heartily.

The stars are shining at night, and here, it is even more brilliant......