After the start of the second half, it was clear that England had stepped up their attack and were less defensive, as they had been in the second half of the first half.

Breakthroughs from Owen and Wayne Rooney, long-range shots from Steven Gerrard and Frank Lampard, these were England's attacking tools. In fact, their attack is not weak, it can even be said to be very strong, and there are some young players represented by Lawrence sitting on the bench, who have unparalleled talent, and let them be substitutes only because they are not experienced enough, but they can also come up and rush at critical moments, and receive a surprise effect.

After all, Owen is still old, and he is no longer able to continue to break through with the ball and run non-stop like before. For a striker like him who eats on speed, the peak of the game is shorter, and now he is playing more on his own experience. And O'Neal gave him the task of attracting the attention of the Chinese team's defense and at the same time making the ball for Rooney.

The goal scored by England was a product of that tactical routine.

In today's England team, the main attacker is Rooney, not him Owen.

Frank Lampard played the ball to Owen, who tried to break through but was cut off by Wang. He started up noticeably less quickly than he used to.

O'Neal shook his head as he watched below, already thinking about when he should replace Irving with the more impactful Lawrence.

Lawrence is still warming up on the sidelines and can be called back at any time if he is to play.

Seven minutes into the second half, O'Neal was considering whether to replace Irving at this time.

Gerrard, meanwhile, has the ball in his hands and he's watching the situation on the pitch while thinking about who the ball should be passed to.

There is no doubt that if the fans were to choose, they would pass it to Wayne Rooney. Because Rooney has outstanding skills, strong body and outstanding speed, even if the position is not good, with his above advantages, he can stand out from the defensive encirclement.

Fans are superstitious, but Gerrard, as the commander of the England team, the brain, he can't be superstitious.

Judging from the current situation, the Chinese team's defense of Rooney is stricter than that of Owen, and if it is passed to Rooney, he feels that there is little hope of forming a threat in the end, so it is better to pass it to Owen.

In addition, this decision is somewhat selfish. After all, Owen and him Gerrard are good friends, the two played together at Liverpool, and are regarded as Liverpool's twin stars at that time. Now the world is different, and only in the national team can we have the opportunity to play together.

Gerrard wanted to give Owen a chance to prove that he wasn't getting old.

Rooney ran up front and attracted two people, Liu Peng and Xiang Tao.

And Owen ran in the opposite direction, and only Wang Yu was following him. England's formation does not have a forward midfield, so the role of Wang Yu's back is to stifle Owen, anyway, now Owen's speed is not as good as before, and his body is worse, so there should be no problem for the strong Wang Yu to rely on him every inch.

For most of the first half, there were no problems with that arrangement.

Gerrard passed the ball forward, not directly to Owen, but to the front of Owen's position. This kind of passing is Irving's favorite way to get the most out of his speedy skills.

Wang Yu saw Gerrard pass the football over, and he also forced it over, hoping to break the ball. Although he is not as fast as Owen, he can use his body to block reasonably.

Gerrard passed the football between the bodies of Owen and Wang Yu, Wang Yu was going to stretch his foot to break the ball but found that it was wrong, his experience told him that if he stretched his foot at this time, he would inevitably be gotten rid of Owen, so he didn't stretch his foot, let his strong body lean on, and squeezed Owen out.

Owen looked back at Gerrard's pass, and the ball bouncing in front of his eyes. At this moment, time seems to have gone back 12 years, in the 1998 World Cup in France, England played against Argentina, at that time he was still an eighteen-year-old boy in white, and he dared to play Lingbo Weibu in front of Ayala with high spirits.

Wang Yu leaned in, and his shadow had been cast on Owen. The silvery-white soccer ball was dim under the shadows.

Owen's mind went blank, he reflexively raised his right leg, then led the football behind him in front of him, and then accelerated and bowed, like a slippery loach, he jumped between Wang Yu's hands.

Wang Yu didn't dare to get down when Owen led the ball, and he didn't dare to reach out to pull, he was afraid of being judged a foul, he felt that Owen was a little stumbling, he thought that this old man would soon fall to the ground because of his unstable center of gravity, so why waste his strength to defend him? Just wait to pick up the leak. So Wang Yu raised his hands to signal that he didn't have any foul action, and if Owen fell, the referee should not suspect him.

But instead of seeing Owen fall to the ground, he saw Owen stumble under his feet, then readjust his pace, stabilize his body, and disappear in front of him like lightning.

"Stupid!!" Li Yongle, who came from behind, couldn't help but scold. How can you give up defending so easily?

At this time, Owen was eighteen years old, fast as lightning, like a young man chasing the wind, young and vigorous, and all the obstacles in front of him would be broken by him!

"Michael. Irving! He broke through Wang Yu's defense! God, he's so fast! ”

Gerald saw a familiar figure in the back. It was Owen at his peak, and he was invincible......

"! Go up and stop him! Ah Sheng! "Anke commanded the backline from behind, but how could he listen to his tone with a sense of panic?

Li Suisheng took the order and left, Li Yongle also chased desperately behind, and Wang Yu, who made a mistake, outflanked Owen from behind.

There are two people in the back, one person in front, and this battle is much more than when he broke through Argentina.

In the face of Li Suisheng's frontal interception, Owen's left shoulder sank, making Li Suisheng think that he was going to break through from his right side, his left. So the center of gravity shifted that way. As soon as he moved over, he saw Owen suddenly change his center of gravity and rush over from the right!

Damn, he was fooled!

When Li Yongle finally arrived, Owen just accelerated to break through Li Suisheng, Li Yongle's speed was slow, and it was impossible to catch up with Owen again.

"He's in the box! We seem to see the same Michael in the World Cup in France in '98! That's amazing! He faced Anke alone! ”

Anke abandoned the door as early as when Li Suisheng was broken through, as if he didn't care that the empty door behind him would be shot by Owen, you must know that Owen used this kick to break the gate guarded by Luo Ya twelve years ago. Thus made him famous.

Owen made his shot smaller and more deflected in order to shake off Lai, and it was all exactly the same as it was at the beginning, with England fans in the stands dazzling - were we playing at the 2010 World Cup in South Africa?

Owen didn't look up at Anke, but he knew that Anke must have made a move, having played Bayern Munich in the Champions League, and he knew that Anke was an impulsive goalkeeper, and that he was still on the goalline in zero cases.

The hearts of the English fans and the Chinese fans are all in their throats. This goal may affect the final result of the game.

Raise your foot and shoot!

The only difference from that classic goal was that this time Owen didn't pick the shot, he opted for a low shot into the near corner. This is the only difference, and it is the difference that determines fate.

Anke once again unleashed his astonishing horror as he sank down and lunged towards the ball, and his fingertips managed to reach the ball!

The soccer ball swirls on the ground and finally rolls out of the bottom line!

“oh——mygod！！！ Anke saved Owen's shot, and he used his fingertips! With the two men not more than five meters apart, this save is almost impossible for humans to do! ”

Anke jumped up from the ground, grabbed Wang Yu, who was just running over, and roared. "Why did you give up defending just now?!"

In this context, Owen covered his face with his hands helplessly, unwilling to look at the ball that rolled out of the bottom line and the Chinese's happiness of turning around from the ghost gate.

After all, it is not France in 1998, and he is not the eighteen-year-old boy after all. Look at the beard on his chin, he's already known as the "veteran"!

This ball is proof of that!

Twelve years ago, could he not have scored? Why not pick and shoot instead? It is because when he tried his best to shake Li Suisheng and found that his supporting feet had begun to weaken, if he forcibly picked up, the supporting feet would have to bear more pressure, and the football that was picked out would fly directly out of the crossbar.

Was this all-out sprint of just over 30 meters already exhausting him?

Owen covered his face, feeling extremely painful. He's really old......

The England fans erupted in loud applause as they thanked the former golden boy for his efforts. But it doesn't matter if the goal is scored or not. The important thing is that Owen just let people see the young and flying Owen again, as if he saw himself when he was young, it was a precious memory.

The England fans in the stands gave a standing ovation, and even the players on the bench applauded Owen, and O'Neill looked at Lawrence, who was still warming up on the sidelines, and changed his mind - it would be better to wait and consider replacing Owen.

A veteran who deserves a decent end.

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Irving's counterattack was the first of the second half, and the atmosphere on the court was ignited by his windy succession. England fans were chanting "England", while Chinese fans naturally continued to sing their "Loyal to the Country".

This time there is no one who overwhelms the other, there is no one-sided fall, and the two sides are evenly matched.

The fans were pit against each other, and the two teams on the pitch were entangled with each other.

Owen's breakthrough boosted England's morale, and their attack was sharper and more threatening. The Chinese team's backline is under tremendous pressure.

"It's not going to go on like this." Qiu Suhui shook his head, it really can't be. The game of football is like a war. "We have to deal with the arrogance of the Englishmen and not let Owen's breakthrough disrupt our game."

"So what do you say?"

"Don't the English like to stick to it? We will strengthen the long-range shooting and make more use of the long-range shot, on the one hand, this can open up their defense and get the opportunity to score; On the other hand, long-range shooting can effectively hit their morale, and I always feel that long-range shooting like Yang Pan was born to destroy the enemy's morale. ”

"Okay, I see." Hu Li stood up from his seat, then walked to the sidelines and shouted loudly to the audience: "Yang Pan! Li Yongle! You step up your long-range shots! Shoot when you get the chance! Let your teammates pass the ball to you more! ”

Li Yongle nodded, and Yang Pan gave Hu Li a thumbs up.

'We need a chance to hit the English hard, we can't let them go on like this, Anke is under a lot of pressure, and if we continue to play like this, something will happen sooner or later. If we have to score, we have to score, not them. Taking advantage of a dead ball opportunity, Yang Pan called several attacking players in the front court together and said simply. The coach told us to shoot more from a distance, and I think that's what he meant. Pass the ball to me and Li Yongle more, the long-range shots of the two of us can cause them a lot of trouble, Zhang Jun, Wu Shangshan, you two are actively running in front, helping me and Li Yongle pull out the space, Crewe, cover us. It's all up to you! ”

"No problem, listen to you." Everyone nodded in agreement.

"Very well, let's teach the arrogant English a lesson!" Yang Pan pulled the captain's armband on his arm.

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Li Yongle's position moved forward...... What does this mean? O'Neill couldn't understand that Li Yongle had always been on the same line with Wang Yu in the previous game, and he would not forget his defensive task when he inserted an assist. Looking at his position now, it's clear that he's almost parallel to Crewe, from a midfielder to a midfielder? What does he want to do? What does the Chinese team want to do?

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Creone's ball, at this time he has changed to the left side, Zhao Pengyu was squeezed into the middle by him, Crewe often changes positions so freely during the game, which is allowed by Qiu Suhui. The Englishman did not find it strange, everything was as ordinary as any previous attack by the Chinese team.

Jang Jun and Oh Sang-sun were both in the opposition penalty area, and the two attracted the attention of four defenders plus a goalkeeper.

Crewe looked at it, and it was good, the best of the best. Both strikers are consciously moving closer to the left, so the whole of England's backline is moving that way, so that the right side defence is useless.

Li Yongle in the middle is following up, and Zhao Pengyu is constantly running there, giving people the illusion that the Chinese team's offensive focus is all on the middle and left sides. The English were fooled.

Crewe smiled with satisfaction as he faced the nervous young right wing-back Dacourt in front of him. He likes the feeling of being able to play with the other person without making any movements, which is a satisfaction of dominance. For midfielders with good skills and good skills, this feeling will be more or less common.

Duckett was really nervous, he was always thinking in his head that maybe Crewe would break through from his left, and then he quickly dismissed his idea, Crewe would definitely break through from the right this time. But then he continued to deny it, thinking that maybe it would be a crotch piercing ......

Just when Duckett was hesitating, Crewe passed the ball and made a long pass with all his might.

"Crewe crosses!"

Everyone would think so, because there were three Chinese players in the penalty area, and one Li Yongle was cruising at the top of the arc of the penalty area, waiting to come at any time.

In this case, if Crewe says that the cross is not to the three people in the box, then he must have made a mistake!

No one knew when Yang Pan had plugged in, but when they saw the football leap high over the crowd in front of the goal, and then appear on the empty right side behind them, the hearts of those Englishmen suddenly cooled.

At that moment, many people thought they had seen Alberto in the '70 World Cup final, but the difference was that Pele's pass was a ground-to-ground pass, and this time Crewe hoisted the ball high on the other side of the pitch.

The only thing that is the same is that Alberto and Yang Pan are both plugged in from behind at high speed, and they both volley directly and vigorously without stopping the ball!

"Yang Pan! Yang Pan! Yang Pan...... He shoots!! ”

"Boom!"

“ole——！！！”

“andagooooooooooooooooal！！！！”

The soccer ball slammed into the net behind Robinson, and the force was as if it were going to shoot through the net. The poor England goalkeeper was completely frightened by the momentum of Yang Pan's shot and did not react at all.

Yang Pan waved his fist and roared wildly, the whole person was like his shot, domineering!

If Zhang Junjin's ball gives people an elegant and chic feeling, like a swordsman. Then Yang Pan's goal is the ultimate representative of strength, with a heavy sword without a blade, and a force to pull out the mountain.

The stadium stands were again covered with red magma, the five-star red flag was waving everywhere, and the Chinese were cheering everywhere. Not only in South Africa, but also in every corner of China, it boiled with the moment the football hit the net.

When England's morale was high, when they thought they had hope of leading here, Yang Pan stepped up and shattered all their illusions.

Want to win us? Ask me first if Yang Pan agrees!

Hatred is crazy and the long knife is heading, who can fight between the vertical and horizontal?

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After the goal, Yang Pan refused all his teammates to come up to celebrate, he just stood in the same place as the shot, raised his head frantically and roared, his two fists clenched tightly.

Li Yongle wanted to hug him, but he didn't expect to be violently freed by him, and then continued to wave his fists and roar. In fact, none of the England team offended him, and neither of them had the slightest grudge before this game. But Yang Pan just wanted to vent so fiercely, for no reason, after he scored that goal, he felt that something in his chest was constantly stirring, and he wanted to gush out. If he didn't open his mouth and roar, he would really go crazy.

Rong Yunsheng, who was on the other side of the court, found that his hands were shaking, and even the camera on the tripod shook with him, his eyes were blurry, and he couldn't see anything really, all this seemed like an illusory dream. True...... Dream.

His heart was beating hard, but now was the critical moment, and he really couldn't spare his hands to get the medicine in his pocket. I could only grit my teeth and hold on, while my fingers trembled and pressed the shutter.

This is the only "failed" work in his life in which he is so weak that he can barely see the subject's face. In the photograph, you can't make out who the man standing and roaring in the sky is—if you didn't see it with your own eyes—all you can see is the red-and-yellow grandstand background and the green turf of the stadium that have been transformed into patches or lines, and the little white light from the lights, and in the background, there is a vague figure, who moves excitedly, but he can't see the face or the number.

It was such a photo, and later due to various reasons, the negative was lost, and when only one finished product was left, it was taken out for auction and sold to a sky-high price. Later generations commented on it: "This is a masterpiece that Rong Yunsheng exchanged for his life, and his life and soul are perfectly integrated into this work." You don't need to know who the main character in this shot is, he represents a team, a nation, a country. I think it has gone beyond the realm of pure sports photography, and has become the best portrayal of the whole of China at that time. ”

This is also the last photo of Rong Yunsheng in this life. After taking this photo, he sat on the sidelines in a slightly decadent manner, trying to finish the game, but he found that he could no longer hold the camera in his hands and press the shutter forcefully.

A trembling hand reached into his chest pocket to get the vial, but the trembling hand didn't hold it steady, and the round vial slipped between his fingers and rolled out. He wanted to get it again, but he didn't have the strength to get him up.

Finally he gave up his efforts and leaned back on the stand of the billboard, looking up at the night sky and the red stands, and the dazzling lights. There's so much to be nostalgic for in this world......

The stadium's radio shouted the name of the goalscorer, Yang Pan, and Chinese fans in the stands chanted three times along with his voice. The latest score was played on the big screen: china2:1england.

Rong Yunsheng just leaned on the stand, motionless, still holding his beloved camera in his arms. The noisy, colorful world is gradually moving away from him......

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Yang Pan's goal was indeed a powerful blow to the opponent's affairs, and for a while, the English fans were silent, allowing the Chinese fans to sing, dance and cheer in celebration.

And the worse is yet to come, when the Englishman finally cleaned up his mood and decided to fight back, Owen strained his thigh muscle when he fought for the ball with Wang Yu. When he returned to the pitch after a brief treatment, the England fans applauded him respectfully, but soon, when he limped around the pitch for a few minutes and didn't get the ball once, Owen's mind swelled up with the idea that maybe it was time to say goodbye......

We were only one goal behind, but staying on the pitch with my physical condition was just delaying my team-mates' attacks and holding the team back.

On a dead ball, Owen raised his hands to O'Neal on the sidelines and made a gesture asking for a substitution – he couldn't hold on.

"Lawrence, you're ready to play!" O'Neill pulled Lawrence, briefly explained the precautions needed to play, and then signaled to the fourth official, England team substitution.

The decent end in O'Neill's heart is definitely not this kind of end, and he was helplessly replaced because of injury. However, Owen still received a standing ovation from all the England fans when he left the game.

England, who are behind in the scoreline, can no longer use their counter-attacking tactics, and the first thing to do is to get the score back first.

O'Neill revised his tactics, and England stepped up their attack and abandoned the idea of defending. In this way, they are pressed more high, and the space behind them is even greater, which is the appetite of the Chinese team.

It is not for nothing that the British media said that this England team is the best England team in history, because when they change their tactics and focus on attack, you can still deeply feel the momentum and horror of their attack.

Wayne Rooney and Lawrence are both speed and technical forwards, and they can often have the upper hand on one-on-one, which gives the team an offensive advantage. At the same time, Frank Lampard and Steven Gerrard's long-range shots could not go unguarded, as well as Wright. Phillips' dribbling was also a headache for his opponent.

After Owen just left the game, the England team's offensive suddenly intensified, so that the Chinese team was still a little uncomfortable.

First, Rooney broke through Liu Peng's defense with the ball and then suddenly shot at the goal, this time Anke was focused, did not make the mistake of the first half, and sought to pounce firmly under him in the future.

Then it was Lawrence who used his speed to break past Lai, pull a cross and Frank Lampard, who came in from behind, grabbed the header and almost headed the ball in.

These two consecutive shots put a lot of pressure on the hearts of Chinese fans.

Qiu Suhui also walked around the sidelines anxiously, not because the Chinese team was underestimated, but because England was too fierce, and the Chinese team had no way to fight back. We must not concede goals at this time, we must not let England's momentum go up. Just hold on for a while longer, and wait for their energy to drain. When the time comes, the game will definitely return to the hands of Qiu Suhui and the Chinese team.

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Frank Lampard suddenly shoots from outside the box!

Anke flew to the save, but he didn't touch the ball, the ball passed behind his fingers, and then smashed the underside of the crossbar, and bounced to the ground!

At that moment, the hearts of countless Chinese stopped beating for a second.

The football bounced down and hit the goal line, and then followed up with Xiang Tao, who was filling in the position, and pushed the football out with his head.

The top ball flies out of the box. Gerrard followed up again with a direct volley, and the ball whistled without crashing into anyone in the box and flew towards the goal!

At this time, Anke got up from the ground, and as soon as he looked up, he saw a football flying head-on, so fast and powerful that he couldn't react at all!

So did the goal go in?

The answer is no. The football did not score, and our heroic Anke once again bravely saved the goal of the Chinese team and tried his best to keep the door open.

But this time he was embarrassed, he did not protect the goal behind him with his hands, but with his face, with his nose......

When Anke spotted the ball flying straight at him, he couldn't avoid it. Since you can't avoid it, you have to bravely face it...... It's really head-on, the football hits him in the face impartially, and then flies out of the bottom line with a trace of blood......

"Nice save! Anke! Belch...... He used his face...... It's pathetic, we saw the referee signaling for the team doctor to come in. ”

The referee wanted to award a corner kick immediately, but he also saw the bloodshot behind the football, so he deliberately ran to the place where Anke fell to take a look, and found that he was lying on the ground with his nose covered and blood flowing out of his fingers.

Xiang Tao signaled to the referee to let the team doctor come up.

The referee looked at the situation and said that the goalkeeper had to suspend the game until he had received medical treatment before resuming play. In this case, it is definitely not possible to continue to serve any corners. So he gestured to the field and asked the team doctor of the Chinese team to come up.

The team doctor ran up with the medical kit, then squatted beside Anke with gloves on, and began to clean the blood stains on his face: "How do you feel?" Haha, you were quite heroic just now. "While treating, I was joking with Anke.

"Phew!" Anke turned his head sideways and spat out the nosebleed in his mouth, which was slightly sweet. "Heroic hair, Lao Tzu wants to hide or not! It hurts me to death......"

"Haha!" The team medic followed with a force on his hand.

"Oops! Tap! It's still wooden at the nose now. Hurry up and get it done, I'm waiting to those Englishmen! ”

"Hehe, Qiu Zhi is asking me to give you a slower treatment. Reasonable use of the rule to delay time ......"

"Qiu Zhizhen is insidious...... Yes! I didn't say anything! ”

"Okay, don't move, let me treat you. Stop talking...... We've been chatting for a long time. ”

Since the game had to wait for the goalkeeper to stand up before it could be restarted, Gerrard, who was in charge of the serve, put the football in the corner area and waited for the Chinese team to finish treatment.

In the eyes of England fans, the Chinese team is blatantly delaying the game! So they've been booing since the referee signaled for the team doctor to come on.

The players of the Chinese team turned a deaf ear to this kind of booing, and after dozens of minutes of fighting, they have become accustomed to the noise of the English, and now they take advantage of this rare opportunity to rest, and they have run to the rest area to ask for water to drink.

Anke's injury was just a small tidbit, no matter how much the team doctor could drag it, it couldn't be too much, so Anke quickly got up from the ground, of course, he had a cotton ball stuffed in his nostrils, which looked somewhat funny.

England's corner kick was taken straight out of the air by Anke, and the nosebleed didn't seem to have any effect on him.

First, he made a hand-tossed action, and when he saw the Englishman next to him move, he immediately withdrew his hand, and then looked at the other party triumphantly. The team doctor brought Qiu Zhi's latest instructions: at any time and place, use the rules reasonably to delay the game, so that the opponent does not notice, so that the referee can not give you a card, when England is shocked to find that there is not much time left, it is the time for the Chinese team to win.

After a little rubbing, Anke drove the football big foot out. Zhang Jun fought for the ball, and then rubbed it back to Wu Shangshan, who was inserted. Don't want a striker who only has England to be fast, Wu Shangshan's speed is not lost to them.

He led Jang Jun's pass forward and then accelerated past Wright, who came to defend him. Phillips. Running wild with the ball all the way, but when he meets the experienced Leo. When Ferdinand was doing, he tried to stop and make a feint, but Ferdinand didn't eat his set, and directly stabbed the football while he was making a move.

Then there was another counter-attack from England......

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The scene did not change in the slightest, and England attacked like crazy, and on several occasions they even did not hesitate to give up their defense, leaving a large space behind them to press the attack across the line, just to equalize. It's a pity that the Chinese team was forced to scramble by the England team and didn't seize the opportunity to counterattack, otherwise a counterattack would be enough to make England regret it.

Qiu Suhui was still walking around on the sidelines, stopping from time to time to watch the situation on the field nervously.

As time passed, this tension deepened.

In South Africa in winter, his back was wet with sweat......

Whenever the Chinese team faces a difficult situation, there will always be someone who stands up. After England scored the first goal, the hero who stood up to equalize for the Chinese team was Zhang Jun. When the English attacked frantically after the opening of the second half, it was Yang Pan who stood up to open the score gap. Now the English are fighting back more ferociously and menacingly than they were at the beginning of the second half. At this time, who will stand up?

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Crewe was getting the ball, the boos in the stands rang out again, and for this "Judas", the hatred of the English fans will not go away with the passage of time.

"You bastard! It was we Britain who raised you, and now you are fucking on the opposite side of us in a delusional attempt to defeat us! Don't be delusional, you and your bastard team will definitely be eliminated from the World Cup! From South Africa, get out of front of us! The fanatical England fans roared in anger.

Crewe still misses the sound as a dog barking and ignores it.

He looked intently at the man in front of him—Steven. Gerrard. This is a master, he has a lot of experience in both offense and defense, and he is very difficult to deal with.

Crewe looked at Gerrard, who was heavily defending, and was about to pass the ball back as usual. Gerrard doesn't end well in general.

At this time, he heard a shrill cry from the stands: "You bitch!" Die like your bitch mom! The whole family is dead! Less shame here! ”

The voice was so sharp that it pierced Crewe's protective shield and drilled into his ears without reservation, allowing him to hear it clearly.

Crewe's eyebrows were slightly raised, the only time he was moved by the fans' invective.

He gave up on passing the football to Steven Gerrard and then humiliate England's entire defence by himself.

First, I made a bicycle pedaling action on the spot. He didn't expect to fool Gerrard with that, he was just warming up his legs.

After pedaling the bicycle, I immediately picked up a cow's tail!

This is the real thing, and Gerald suddenly didn't react, and watched Crewe speed past him.

What is Gerald? The captain of England, the best midfielder in the Premier League, the best homegrown player, this simple bulltail is like fooling him?

Boy, that's a little naïve, isn't it?

Immediately turned and pounced, reached out and pulled Crewe, slowing down his dribbling speed, and leaning forward.

Crewe made a sharp stop, slammed the ball back with the outside of his right foot, and then followed the direction of his body and broke past Gerrard. Gerald was in a fit with Crewe, and his reaction was quick, and when he saw Crewe change direction from behind him, he immediately turned around and circled around and blocked in front of Crewe.

Crewe is also at the point that his speed is not up, no matter how beautiful he shakes off his opponent with a beautiful feint, he will still be caught up by the opponent if he is slow. Unless he can shake Gerald to the ground completely...... But Ashley. Cole is clearly not on the same level as Gerrard......

The two of them just shook me and slowly pushed forward.

If it's just one-on-one, Gerrard has full confidence that he can stop Crewe. But just because he thinks that doesn't mean his other teammates think the same way.

Crewe also knew that if he continued to suffer in the end, he needed a chance to get rid of Gerrard completely.

There is an English player in front of him - Hargreaves. Seeing hope, Crewe deflected and rushed towards where Hargreaves was.

"Is he crazy? People are dedicated to dribbling the ball in places with few people, and he just wants to drill into the pile! ”

Gerrard didn't know Crewe's plan, he had his back to the back and couldn't see what was going on behind him. When he and Hargreaves were close enough, Crewe knew the time was right.

Gerrard watched Crewe's right toe upturned towards the ball and immediately reacted to the opponent's move to pick the ball up. The moment Crewe touches the ball is a lob for sure!

He turned his head in the direction of the pick and didn't see the football!

Fooled!

Immediately turned back again.

Crewe really didn't want to pick the ball, he sandwiched the ball between his ankles, and just lifted it up slightly to make Gerrard think he was going to pick the ball to the left, when in fact the ball was still on his feet, as if it was sticking!

Crewe's right foot just caught the ball and flew around the back of his left foot, looking like he was trying to move the ball from left to right. Gerrard had seen people do this, and they managed to deceive the players who defended him, but Gerrard was Gerrard, not one of those third-rate defenders.

Immediately turned to his right with a quick follow, this time he watched Crewe take the football out of his right foot before making a move, he didn't believe he would be fooled!

But he was fooled anyway......

When he turned to pass, he bumped into Hargreaves, who was about to come to help, and the two of them collided like this, and they both fell to the ground, unable to get up for a while.

And what about Crewe? As soon as the football came out, his right foot quickly circled back, and then he slammed the football hard and broke through from the left!

After tackling Steven Gerrard and Hargreaves in one go, Crewe faced only England's four defenders and a goalkeeper who always likes to get off the hook.

If there is anything that is the Achilles' heel of the England team this time...... That's their unruly goalkeeper.

Now there are still twenty-five meters to go to the goal. In front of him was Leo, who was waiting for a battle but didn't dare to come up easily. Ferdinand.

Crewe has always been criticized by many for his low score. Now, as an attacking striker, you don't qualify if you score less. However, Crewe still scored fewer points and assisted more in the Chinese national team at Florence. He's a more classic striker, and in this era of all-round players, Crewe is an outlier.

Crewe doesn't score less because he doesn't have that ability, but because he prefers to pass the ball to his shots. Just like the NBA's "big bug" Rodman, he likes to grab rebounds and do dirty work, and he doesn't like to score at the same time. But he also won the scoring championship when he debuted......

Whether you like it or not and whether you can or not are two different things.

The problem is that the fact that Crewe doesn't like scoring is misunderstood by many people as that he is not capable of scoring, or that he is weak in scoring. Including England manager O'Neill.

Before the game, he repeatedly warned his centre-backs what if Crewe broke through with the ball? Don't go up and force it, it will only be him taking advantage of the situation, and then burst into the penalty area and cause chaos. The best thing to do is to stay in the box so he can only pass.

Leo obediently complied, he looked at Crewe in the distance, dead or alive.

He was triumphant, thinking that Crewe would be overwhelmed this time, and then looked up in a panic to find a pass from his teammates, and at this time Gerrard and Hargreaves both got up from the ground, and Gerrard, who was quick to react, was already running towards Crewe.

"Come on! Come on! Let me see who you'll pass it on? Leo muttered inwardly.

Then he saw that when he was close to the top of the arc with the ball, he suddenly picked up his right leg and followed him to shoot!

Shot?

"Crewe shoot!!"

The ball made a clear arc and leaped high over Leo. Rio Ferdinand's head, towards the goal!

Robinson didn't expect Crewe to suddenly get up and down at that distance—actually with Leo. Rio Ferdinand didn't expect Crewe to shoot. He stood a little forward, and when he saw the football flying high and had a strong downward trend, he hurriedly retreated, but it was too late, and the football grazed his fingers and fell into the goal!

When the football fell behind the goal line, Wang Jianxiang raised his hands high: "It's a win!" ”

"The ball is in! It was Crewe, who scored his second goal of this World Cup! Two assists in one game, one goal, perfect performance! Crewe's form convinces England's defeat!! "Wang Jianxiang has already begun to sentence the English to death in advance.

The red volcano erupted again. "Crewe! Attaboy! Crewe! Attaboy!! ”

O'Neill's angry hand threw the tactical board directly, he couldn't understand that his tactics were so well arranged, and he would end up with such an ending. Is England's exit really inevitable?

After the goal, Crewe ran to the stands where the English fans were most concentrated, that is, the sharp voice just now, raised his index finger, and put it to his mouth, "Shut up!" ”

The stands were as silent as death at this moment, and the crows were silent......

The shadow of defeat looms over every Englishman.

Crewe, who was still provoking the Englishman, was soon surrounded by his teammates and crushed under him.

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With 10 minutes remaining, the opponent is not in good shape, their morale is low, and they are two goals behind, how many teams can pull it back? Maybe the Germans could, but at least the English certainly couldn't.

Hargreaves was replaced and Duckett was replaced with two strikers. England had four strikers on the pitch in the final ten minutes, three of them attacking normally, and the formation was adjusted to 334. O'Neill is desperate, if the England team, which the media has called "the strongest team in history", can no longer be crowned king in the World Cup, then he will be considered the head coach......

"Press it up! Press it up! Don't stop! O'Neill stood on the sidelines and roared. Don't stop attacking, don't stop playing!

Qiu Suhui had the last substitution in his hand and was about to make a substitution when the fourth official held up the sign for four minutes of stoppage time.

In front of the angry boos, curses and countless middle fingers of the England fans, Crewe walked slowly off the field.

For him, the wrath of his enemies is the best compliment.

Just three minutes after he left the pitch, the referee blew the whistle for the end of the game.

On this night, the land of China was boiling again, and there were even excited fans rushing into the stadium at the scene in South Africa, but fortunately, the security guards reacted quickly enough to stop them all.

"We're making history every step of the way!" When Yang Pan was lifted up by his teammates, he shouted loudly to Zhang Jun, who was also lifted up next to him, "I now fully feel the meaning of this sentence!" Top 16, Top 8, Top 4...... What's next? ”

"Champion!" Zhang Jun replied affirmatively.

(To be continued)