Chapter Thirty-Seven: Passing the Rank (Asking for Collection Recommendation)

Getting rid of Demon, Reeves continued to dribble with a fast pace. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

After a long run of 20 meters, Reeves came to the edge of the penalty area.

Hilton rushed out intent on keeping Reeves out of the box.

"Reeves, get past him, get past him!" Lille fans in the stands shouted wildly.

Hilton is a typical Brazilian defender, with a lot of ups and downs, but he has strong individual defense ability and outstanding physical fitness, especially in terms of speed, which is faster than many forwards, so Hilton chose to use speed to keep up with Reeves, so that he has no space to complete the escape.

Lowering his center of gravity, Hilton ran sideways, hitting Reeves' body from time to time in an attempt to squeeze Reeves to the edge of the court, and Hilton learned the lesson of Demon and did not seek tackles, only interference and destruction.

Reeves' strong body made a difference, and his quick dribbling was undisturbed and he was soon on the edge of the box.

Skimming over to Hilton, who was following close behind, Reeves decided to get rid of the guy from outside the box, and it would be difficult for him to form a circle with the goalkeeper when he entered the box.

As he flicked the ball sideways, Reeves changed direction, shook off Hilton's position, and picked up his feet to shoot.

Hilton's first thought was the conversation between the two just now, if he let him shoot, his face would be lost, where was he willing to give Reeves a chance to shoot, and he raised his foot and was ready to block the shot.

That's when Reeves was waiting!

The moment Hilton raised his foot to block, Reeves crossed the ball with his right foot to dunk the ball back and passed it to his left foot, and the left foot flicked horizontally, about to sweep past Hilton, whose center of gravity could not be recovered.

Hilton stepped out with his left foot, but he didn't have time to retract it, so he simply landed with his left foot to form a stride and stand firm, and kicked Reeves' calf with his right foot, he must leave Reeves outside the box, even if it was a foul, he couldn't shoot this kid.

Hilton wanted to keep Reeves, but it wasn't that easy.

Seeing Hilton's legs wide open, Reeves pulled the ball back with his left foot and didn't stay, and the ball rolled under Hilton's crotch as he nudged the ball forward with the sole of his foot.

One more!

Reeves made a sharp stop, stopped the trend to the left, let Hilton's outstretched leg, pulled his center of gravity to the right, accelerated sharply, and broke through Hilton from the other side.

"Wow, it's crotch piercing again, and Reeves has formed a single knife." Dugarry in the commentary box was already standing up excitedly, and his instinct told him that he was going to see a brilliant goal.

Seeing Reeves wear the crotch past the Lens players again, the cheers of the fans in the stands became even more intense.

"Well done!"

“Go! Go! Go! Go! ”

"Reeves! Reeves! ”

"Damn!" Hilton was completely blinded, his right foot kicked into the air, he lost his center of gravity, and his body fell backwards uncontrollably, Hilton tried to turn his head and look back, but he could only see the back of his teammate Demon chasing after him, and Reeves's back had been blocked by Demon.

"Stop that bastard!" Hilton shouted reluctantly at Demon.

Reeves burst into the box from the right and was left with only Lens goalkeeper Charles Itanji in front of him, who was already in sight and Itanji opted to attack.

Faced with the attacking goalkeeper, Reeves slowed down the pace of dribbling.

Due to the delay of Hilton's obstruction just now, Demon who was chasing after him was already behind Reeves.

Seeing that Reeves slowed down, Demon, who came in a hurry, directly let go of the shovel, and it was a great shame to wear the crotch, and he wanted to make that guy pay.

Goalkeeper Itanji pounced on the ball at Reeves' feet.

There is a horizontal pounce in front and a tackle in the back.

"Oh, NO" Dugarry in the commentary box exclaimed as he saw Dermon shoveling behind his back.

Reeves heard the sound of Demon putting a shovel behind him and the exclamations of the audience, and he already understood his situation.

If someone asks Cabaye when Reeves is at his calmest, Cabaye would have replied, "When you have the ball at your feet and when you're close to goal." ”

Reeves felt that everything around him was still, only the sound of his own breathing, as if everything around him was in slow motion, made a choice like lightning, stepped on the ball with his right foot, pulled back slightly, turned his body with the change of center of gravity, and pulled the ball over with his left foot at the moment of turning.

"Marseille maneuver! Pretty! Dugarry roared excitedly.

Reeves' beautiful move allowed Itanji, who was rushing sideways, to avoid Demon, who was coming from the flying tackle. There was no one to stop him from scoring a goal anymore.

Reeves made an easy push and the ball rolled into the empty net.

“GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOAL! Reeves! It was a long drag and Dugarry was excited, glad that he had asked for an explanation of the game, otherwise he would have missed out on witnessing the birth of this wonderful goal.

This kind of single-handedly running goal is the most adrenaline-pumping pump. Apart from the Lens players and fans, there was no one in the stadium who remained calm.

Commentator Hollande also jumped up from his seat. "The ball is in! Great goal! Reeves scored a brilliant goal, a succession of crotch passes, and Marseille maneuvers in front and back, it was an incredible goal! "Reeves' goal won over Hollande, who was neutral in his own right.

Cabaye, who was on the bench, shook the towel in his hand, and rushed to the sidelines howling wolf, and Fowegay waved the open bottle of mineral water in his hand, and the water spilled into the air like a fountain from the mouth of the bottle, and everyone went crazy.

“goal! goal! goal! "The live radio DJ at the Stade de Lille erupted in a frantic shout." It was Napoleon Reeves who scored the goal! ”

From the moment Reeves broke the ball, the Lille fans in the stands stood up and cheered him on, and the shouts rang out for a few minutes every time he passed, reaching their peak when Reeves made a Marseille maneuver. When the ball finally rolled into the goal, the shouts turned into cheers, and everyone raised their arms and shouted in unison the craziest voice, GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

The ball at the feet of Reeves is calm, but when the ball leaves the instep. The moment he rolled into the net, Reeves was finally no longer calm, and his whole person was occupied by excitement!

Scored! Finally a goal at home!

He finished his home debut with a beautiful goal.

It's a wonderful feeling!

Reeves ran all the way to the front of the stands, which were low at the Stade de Lille, with the lowest stands only 1 meter above the ground, and Reeves could clearly see the crazy faces of the Lille fans with the goal.

Reeves stood in front of the stands, took a deep breath, held his chest high, and threw his arms back sharply, letting out a slightly crazy roar.

Lille fans, ignited by this brilliant goal, were frantically chanting Reeves' name.

"Reeves! Reeves! ”

When all the sounds converge into a single wave, it makes people feel that the earth inside and outside the stadium is trembling.

Right! It's that feeling, and Reeves really enjoys the cheers of the fans.

This is his stage!

He came for joy in pursuit!

The director meaningfully pointed the broadcast camera at the back of Reeves' jersey and gave a big close-up.

In the center of the red Lille jersey, two lines of white characters are very eye-catching.

“Reeves,45”

At the hem of the jersey under the two lines of words, there is also a line of small letters,

"Lille's sword is indestructible." (This is a famous quote from former team newspaper editor-in-chief Gabriel Arnold)

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Puel also jumped up on the sidelines with excitement at the moment of the goal, his fists clenched tightly.

At this moment, looking at Reeves, who was crushed by the swarming teammates, Puel was relieved that this kid did not disappoint him.

Facing a menacing derby opponent, Puel was aiming for a 1-0 score in the first half, but he did not expect Reeves to extend the score on his own, and it was a brilliant goal that was enough to demoralize Lens.

With this scoreline going into the second half, Lille can play more calmly.

It wasn't the goalscoring that pleased Puel the most, but the tackle from Reeves, who clearly saw Keita almost kicking Reeves' calf on the sidelines.

Puel admires not Reeves' technique and physicality most, but his hard work on the pitch, he is a fighter who does everything possible to find a goal.

Puel firmly believes that both the physical and the technical can be cultivated through training, and that the spiritual qualities are inscribed on the soul.

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The game started late, at 20:45, 40 minutes have passed, and now the time is 21:25

At this time, Daddy Bliss has rested, but today is the northern derby between Lille and Lens, and this game means a lot to old fans like Daddy Briss, and the leader of the north can only be Lille.

Daddy Briss turned on the antique-looking TV very early, and the black-and-white screen and shaky picture did not prevent Daddy Briss's heart from fluctuating with that little football.

The most fanatical and influential football city in the north of France is Lens, and after a brief period of glory, Lille's football has been mixed in the lower leagues for a long time, and even when it returns to the first division, it has been living in the shadow of Lens.

Lille football has made great strides since the beginning of the new century, especially after Puel took over, the team's record has gradually overwhelmed Lens, and the northern derby is no longer a one-sided situation.

In recent years, in order to compete for the position of the leader of the north, the derby of the two teams has been hot, but in the first half of today's game, both sides played with restraint, if it wasn't for the previous goal, Daddy Bliss was a little drowsy, and he was really old, Daddy Bliss smiled self-deprecatingly.

got up and made a cup of strong tea, and when he returned to the sofa, Daddy Bliss happened to see the moment when Reeves wore the crotch past the Hilton, and he didn't have time to put down the teacup in his hand, standing in front of the TV, staring at the TV screen with his eyes, "Come on, Reeves!" ”

When he saw Demon shoveling towards Reeves from behind, Daddy Briss froze, "NO!" The hot tea in the teacup spilled without paying attention.

When Daddy Bliss saw Reeves dodge two defenders in a beautiful Marseille maneuver and shoot the ball into the empty net, he couldn't help but shout, "GOAL!" Suddenly raised his hands high in celebration, but unexpectedly, the hot tea in the teacup spilled directly on the old antique TV, and the fire flashed, and the TV picture went out along with the lights in the house.

In the darkness came Daddy Brice's self-deprecating voice, "It's time for a new one." ”

After a sound of rummaging through the cabinets, Daddy Bliss dragged a chaise longue out of the house, and sat down on the path behind the door, fiddling with an old-fashioned ore radio, a very large one, and after a little debugging, the radio that was not much younger than the antique television finally had a sound.

"At half-time, Lille led 2-0 over visiting Lens-----------"

The sound was noisy, but Daddy Bliss was satisfied.

Leaning back on the recliner, listening to the sometimes clear and sometimes vague half-time summary of the narrator on the radio, looking at the bright stars in the clear night sky, Daddy Brice muttered to himself, "The starry sky is beautiful." ”