Chapter 311: Champions Cup Final (10)
Lizarazu didn't use any footwork this time, but he made a miracle and kicked the ball into the bottom right corner of the goal with all his strength, Peruzzi completely misjudged the direction this time and pounced on the left side of the goal. Pen~Fun~Pavilion www.biquge.info Bordeaux scored three goals in a row.
Juventus is now under some pressure, this time Juventus penalty player is Fonseca, although this player did not play a role on the field, but as a South American player, he is still relatively good footwork.
Fonseca didn't let Lippi down this time and slotted the ball into the top left corner of the net. Chilavert moved, but he didn't get his hands on the ball.
At the end of the three rounds, Bordeaux led 3:2.
The fourth player is ready to make a penalty, Bordeaux is Nedved, this is now the remaining player in Bordeaux, except for Chilavert, the most reliable person, the other Makellele, Song, Gamara and others Fan Shang really dare not trust.
Nedved is also a miracle player, regardless of the angle, he only seeks power, that is, the instep is pumping. The direction of the ball was in the middle, but Nedved had an extra eye and made a slight push to the right before touching the ball, so Peruzzi pounced on the right without thinking, and the ball went straight into the goal from the middle of the goal.
"It's up to you!" During the high-five, Nedved whispered in Chilavet's ear and trotted back to the Bordeaux group.
Chilavert was the centre of attention now and if he could save the goal, Bordeaux would lift the Champions League trophy this season, and if he did, the penalty shoot-out would continue.
Juventus took the penalty this time it was Inzaghi, Inzaghi did not expect that he would become so important before the penalty shootout, Inzaghi slowly walked to the ball, first took the ball in his hand, then turned it in his hand and wrote it down, and then solemnly put it on the penalty spot.
Inzaghi then stepped back a lot of distance, and when the referee's whistle blew, Inzaghi ran and fired the ball into the bottom left corner, where Chilavert made a gamble and moved the target to the left in advance, but he jumped a little high, and although his fingertips finally touched the ball, it still didn't stop it from entering the net.
"Ah!!h Inzaghi jumped and yelled, shouting out all the pressure in his heart.
Chilavert was a little remorseful for not taking his chance, but he had one more chance, and that was a free throw in the fifth round.
Now Bordeaux leads Juventus 4-3, and as long as the last goal is scored, the last player to play Juventus will be completely useless.
This is a face-to-face battle between the two goalkeepers, and it is the most important duel of the whole game, and it may be the duel that will determine the final result of the game.
Before the penalty kick as before goal, he picked up the ball, kissed it on the lips and put it back on the spot. He took a few steps back, his eyes not looking at the referee, but at the same time as Peruzzi, waiting for the referee's decree.
At this time, everyone on the field was also nervous, Fan Shang was now squatting on the ground, staring at the ball with his eyes dead, and his eyes did not blink. The other Bordeaux players and coaches were also watching the two goalkeepers on the pitch. The fans on the field also held their breath and did not dare to make a sound, for fear of affecting the players they supported.
"Let's take a look at this crucial penalty shot, whether the game will continue or come to an abrupt end," said Scharbidor, who was also silent after speaking, his eyes glued to the screen and waiting for the result.
"Beep ......" This whistle was exceptionally loud.
Chilavert started to run, not fast, one step, two steps, three steps, and Chilavert had already shaken off his left leg.
"Right!" When Peruzzi saw Chilavert's leg swing, Peruzzi's prediction appeared in his head, and he knew that Chilavet's penalty was known for its strength, so if he didn't make a prediction, he could pray that Chilavert would shoot the penalty.
However, according to Chilavert's form, he has not missed a penalty in the game in two years, so Peruzzi does not dare to bet, he can only predict.
Peruzzi followed his thoughts and pounced on the right, but when he jumped out, he regretted it when he saw Chilavert touch the ball and turn his right-hand volley into an outside-instep shot to the left.
After Chilavert's shot, he knelt on the penalty spot, and when the ball actually crossed the goal line, Chilavert raised his arms and roared to the sky.
At this time, the audience burst into violent voices, some cheering, some cursing, and some depressed.
The Bordeaux players and coaches rushed into the field frantically after seeing the ball scored, and Vincent ran in front of all the players, making a sliding kneeling motion and sliding in front of Chilavert.
The two yelled at each other, and then the other players and coaches gathered around, and everyone gathered together to celebrate wildly. Fan Shang, who was originally kneeling on the ground, was lifted by the players not long after, which is a reserved item for Bordeaux to win the championship, throwing the coach.
After being put down, Fan Shang took the players to thank the fans, and Fan shouted to the players as he walked, "Take off your shoes", and then asked the staff to run back to the locker room to get a few pens, and asked the players to sign their shoes, and then began to throw them to the fan zone where the "Twelfth Man" was located.
The fans didn't expect that the Bordeaux players could be so generous, although their shoes stinked terribly, but the fans were like treasures, and every fan holding the smelly shoes was excited, eager to smell the smell in the shoes.
After throwing away the shoes, the players of course have to comfort the injured opposing player.
Fan Shang was the same, of course, he shook hands with Lippi first.
"Fan Shang, congratulations." Although he lost the game, Lippi's demeanor was still there.
"Thank you, we were lucky today." Fan Shang said modestly.
"Your players are good, if anyone wants to leave, you can contact me." Lippi put on the shelf of a big head coach this time.
"I'm rubbing! Waiting for me here, it's really a smile hidden in a knife," Fan Shang thought with hatred in his heart. "The transfer of players is their own business, and I can't force them to go where they don't want to go." Vincent said Juventus was a place he didn't want to go.
The two didn't say any more, smiled at each other and parted.
Then Fan Shang went to comfort his former disciple Zidane, who not only did not do anything on the field today, but also missed a penalty in the penalty shootout.