Chapter Eighty-Eight: Goal! goal!!
Seedorf passed the ball over the top, Inzaghi scored a single goal against offside, this is the most common offensive routine of AC Milan, the tacit understanding between the two is indescribable, often, a look, an action, and the follow-up cooperation comes out. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info
The same is true at the moment.
"Seedorf's straight stopper! Inzaghi! He wasn't offside, he went in! Shot! ”
Now, the only thing standing in the way of Inzaghi is Lille's goalkeeper Silva.
There were huge boos from the Lille fans in the stands, who prayed that Inzaghi would squander the opportunity.
Inzaghi has scored a lot of single knives, giving people the impression that he has a lot of ability to grasp the single knife.
In fact, this is not the case, Inzaghi's anti-offside ability is master, but his not excellent skills and shooting skills restrict his ability to convert a single knife into a goal after anti-offside, Inzaghi's shooting skills score two aspects, one is to grab a shot and the other is to shoot with the ball, the former is world-class, and the latter can only be regarded as ordinary. Often 10 times against offside can miss half of the level. But if you change someone else, you won't have these 10 chances.
He doesn't have many tricks on the field, one is that he can run a lot of anti-offside opportunities by relying on diligent running, and the other is that he can pick up leaks in front of the goal in combination with the reaction speed of the ball against the sky, so when he sees his highlights on the field, he basically has these two aspects, so he has an impression bonus.
On the field, Inzaghi staggered into the box and Lille goalkeeper Silva attacked.
Reaves stood in the AC Milan half, and he stood in front of Kaladze with his heart in front of him, watching the action in his own penalty area.
Inzaghi fired a low shot into the crotch of Silva's lunge when Silva pounced, only to be blocked by Silva's legs and leaned down to crush the ball underneath.
God forbid!
Reeves breathed a sigh of relief that if he was two goals down again, the day's game would have ended early, but fortunately Inzaghi didn't take the chance.
Oh~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ reacted quickly, Silva folded his legs to block Inzaghi's crotch-piercing shot, and this time he saved Lille.
The commentator was right, Silva saved Lille, just listen to the cheers of the home fans in the stands.
Puel burst out of the dugout, ran to the sidelines, and shouted at the back of Lille.
In his opinion, the backline is too lax in Inzaghi's marking, and offside is a common option when pressing on attack, and offside requires a high degree of mental concentration and does not allow the slightest relaxation.
Inzaghi in front of the small penalty area held his head in both hands, it's a pity, it's a pity that such a single knife can't be grasped.
Tasotti, who was just as sorry as he was, made almost the same move, leaning back slightly, holding his head in his hands.
Butol in the media area is also the same action, damn Italians, such an opportunity can't be grasped, if Inzaghi scores the ball, AC Milan will have a two-goal lead, and with 20 minutes left in the score, it can basically be judged that the winner has been decided.
The game continues.
Time passed minute by minute, but the score has not changed, and the mood of the Lille players began to be impatient, which is a common problem of young teams, if things do not go well or you can give it a go, but if it does not work for a long time, the blood will be concentrated from all parts of the body to the brain, become impatient, lose calm.
During this period, Lille's attack was rarely a real threat, but it was Milan who played a few effective counter-attacks, but after blocking Inzaghi's one-on-one shot, Silva was like a divine help, high ground, disintegrating Kaka and Inzaghi's multiple threatening shots.
Puel stood on the sidelines with a frown, waving his hands and roaring, but with little success, and he felt like he had lost control of his team's emotions.
Ancelotti looked at the eager Puel on the sidelines, his face was very calm, he already felt the balance of victory tilting in his side, crossed his arms in front of his chest, and sat peacefully in the coach's box, in stark contrast to Puel standing on the sidelines.
Florente on the commentary bench looked at the two managers in the camera, "The performance of the two coaches on the sidelines also reflects the mentality of the players on the field, Lille is impatient, Milan is calm, which is not a good phenomenon for the Lille team." ”
There wasn't much time left for Lille, with less than ten minutes of stoppage time left.
Reeves continued to gasp, he was so tired.
The impatience of teammates makes the number of offensive and defensive transitions rise rapidly, Lille's high defense has become useless, there is one less person on the field, Bastos rushed too forward, and there was no time to press and defend between offensive and defensive transitions, Reeves can only re-participate in the defense and hinder the opponent's counterattack, during this time Reeves has been constantly switching between defense and offense, not only to keep interspersing running and Karadze entanglement, but also to impact the opponent's defenders who hold the ball.
He didn't want to give up and couldn't give up.
This is his home stadium, and there is no reason to give up for the sake of the fans and for himself.
So Reeves kept gritting his teeth and holding on.
Run, run.
In the 85th minute, it was a small attack.
Bastos suddenly had no way to go on the side, so he chose a cross in a panic, a high and floating cross like a clearance, and it was Reeves who stood at the landing point of the Lille team, and Reeves couldn't head the ball, so he was ready to use his body to card Gattuso behind the main player and catch the ball with his chest.
Reeves's body collided with Gattuso, and the strength competition that was rarely used but was very effective did not receive the expected effect, and Gattuso behind him did not move at all, but he was pushed forward half a step.
Half a step was short, but it was enough to give Gattuso more control over the landing point.
The ball continues to fall, and Gattuso jumps!
Reeves had no choice, no position, no header, so he could only make a disturbing move, jump diagonally, and crash into Gattuso in mid-air.
Interference failed! Gattuso fought against Reeves and successfully fought for the top.
Gattuso pushes the ball out of the danger zone.
In the middle, Jamagon and Kaka collided for the landing point of the ball, and both fell to the ground, and the ball smashed into the back post where the two fell to the ground, and continued to roll towards the back of Lille.
Seeing that Kaka didn't control the ball, Inzaghi quickly ran towards the ball, and Prestein rushed to the front of the court before Inzaghi did.
Bodmeier on the right side of the penalty area struggled to stop the ball under Ambrosini's interference, and Gattuso and Pirlo quickly closed in and blocked Bodmeier's pass.
Bodemeyer had no choice but to shoot himself, pull the ball and turn around and shoot from distance before Ambrosini blocked it.
Bodmeier shot a little hard, without power, and at an outrageous angle, the ball rolled diagonally towards the edge of the six-yard box.
"No threat shot!"
Kaladze was back in place when Bodmeier shot the ball out, and seeing the ball roll over without threat, Kaladze turned around and reached out to intercept the ball.
At this moment, someone came out from the diagonal side, suddenly reached out and stabbed the ball before he could intercept it, changing the direction of the ball.
Lille's red number 22 shirt.
It's Reeves!
Not only was Kaladze caught off guard, but Dida was also unprepared, and the ball was out of place again in an instant, oh no, Kaladze hadn't touched the ball yet, and it was always Lille's possession.
The ball doesn't matter anymore and Dida needs to face Reeves' shot.
Reeves poked the ball and caught up with a furious shot, the ball whizzed away from Reeves' feet, and the contact surface of the ball was visibly deformed when the instep was volleyed.
Dida couldn't do anything, the distance was too close, the ball was too fast, he just moved to the right, the ball had already flown past his side, and he could only chase the ball with his eyes to the goal behind the goal.
“GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOAL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!”
Reeves hesitated for a few seconds before confirming that the ball was in! The ball brought the net tumbling, and yes, the ball was in the net!
Whoa!
Equalized! Finally equalized!
Reeves rushed into goal, fished it out, and frantically swung his right fist into the midfield.
Time is running out and he still wants to score, so his celebration is to run with the ball! Keep running!
But teammates don't think so, they need to celebrate in place! The equaliser was on the verge of despair, and great joy hit the Lille players, and as soon as he burst out of the penalty area, Reeves was thrown to the ground by Bodmeier, and then Debich pounced! Then there was Jane Macon, and then .......
At the same time, the excited Florent continued to shout at the top of his voice: "goal! goal! goal!! The goal was scored by Napoleon Reeves!!!!!!!!! ”