Who made the most famous goal of the thousand-mile solo ride?

Argentine champion Diego Maradona.

The 1986 Mexico World Cup against England started in the second half, riding a thousand miles alone, passing five people in a row, and then deceived the attacking goalkeeper to score an incredible wonderful goal.

This goal, the polo king single-handedly challenged the entire England team, becoming the most classic goal of this World Cup, which will be remembered by the world forever.

And this World Cup is the stage for Maradona to ascend the throne as the king of the ball.

Arsenal's gunshot Thierry Henry, Brazilian star Kaka, Argentine modern star Leao Messi, Wales "Great Sage" Gareth Bale, "Melancholy Prince" Robert Baggio, King of the penalty area Ruud van Nistelrooy, England's son Michael Owen, Saudi Arabia's Prince O'Vilan, Wales' left-sided king Ryan Giggs, alien Ronaldo, African Mr. George Weah, etc., have also scored wonderful and beautiful long-distance runs, and scored goals from several people.

Now, under the eyes of 90,000 viewers and in front of hundreds of millions of TV viewers, the No. 9 striker of the England national team, in front of everyone, staged his own personal style of a thousand-mile solo ride.

Bruno Alves and José Fonte abandoned their respective targets and headed for the dry body.

But they soon learned how terrible it was for the excited Qiansheng.

Before they could close the door, Qiansheng kicked the ball forward from between the two of them, and then sprang up and sparked lightning through between the two central defenders.

Feeling a gust of wind blowing, the dry life in front of him seemed to disappear, Alves and Fonte turned their heads to look behind them, the white-clothed No. 9 teenager, had already taken the ball to the penalty area, on both sides of him, Harry Kane and Jamie Valty ran side by side, behind them, the two fullbacks of the Portuguese team in front of Vielynia and Rafael Guerrero desperately chased back, but unfortunately no matter how hard they tried, they were still two positions in front of them.

With three arrows fired straight into the box, Rui Patricio felt his scalp tingle and his back cold.

How can this be kept? There's no defender in front of him, and he has three heads and six arms, and he can't hold it.

Patricio wanted to cry, but his heart was bitter and uncomfortable.

Three to one, even if the door god Lev Yashin is possessed, and the lion king Oliver Karn descends to earth, it is still a mixture.

Looking at the three England strikers who were getting closer and closer, Patricio quickly looked at the three people, he couldn't tell if he had staged a thousand-mile solo ride, and after five people in a row, the Qiansheng with the ball would shoot or pass to his teammates on the left or right.

"Damn, it doesn't matter, if you give it a fight, you just lose the ball, and Lao Tzu is not responsible!" Gritting his teeth, Patricio decided to attack and pounced on the ball-holding Qiansheng.

At least the Qiansheng with the ball is the biggest threat, and the Portuguese international is to gamble that the Qiansheng will not pass the ball, and will go head-to-head with himself.

He bet right, even if Kane on the left was anxiously shouting and waving, and Valty on the right was bored forward, Qiansheng would not pass the ball, because he only had the goal in his eyes and didn't notice his teammates on both sides at all.

Want to know how fast you can get started? Just ask the Arsenal coaches.

How fast is the drying speed of the air? I'm afraid Qiansheng himself doesn't know.

Because of the speed of soaring, as long as the ball is not kicked into the opponent's goal, he can't stop.

Soon, Qiansheng entered the penalty area, Patricio attacked, he lowered his center of gravity, opened his arms, and did not spread his legs too much, just to avoid the opponent from hitting through the big and small goals.

"Enter! Enter! Enter! ......" rang out in unison on the pitch, as did Roy Hodgson and Gary Neville.

England's substitutes all stood outside the sideline, all looking at Qiansheng excitedly, Wayne Rooney looked in the direction of the Portuguese bench, and saw Ronaldo open his mouth slightly, Rooney smiled slightly, and said in his heart: "Christian, feel my original mood." Qian is a monster, he will score this goal, Qian's goal, never fail to score. I don't know which goalkeeper can end this record. ”

"But next season, if we run against Arsenal, it won't be good, David doesn't know if he can save a dry shot." Thinking of the upcoming two league games against Arsenal next season, Rooney frowned slightly.

Patricio couldn't help but be startled when he saw that Qiansheng didn't slow down or change direction, what kind of grudge do I have with you, you want to harm me!

Because in a one-on-one situation, the strikers will slow down and find a way to deal with the goalkeeper who is striking, but Qiansheng does the opposite.

If you don't slow down and don't change direction, it's a head-on collision. Patricio panicked, with such speed and impact, if he collided, he would be slightly injured if he was not seriously injured. If you get hurt, don't think about going to France.

When Patricio was frightened, he had no choice but to harden his head and prepare to collide with Qiansheng, Qiansheng was vivid, he knocked the ball to the left with his right foot, and moved his body to the left.

"Not good, feint!" The moment his body fell to the right, Patricio clearly saw that Qiansheng was smiling, smiling very happily.

When Patricio moved to the left, Qiansheng crossed the ball with his right foot, and then kicked the ball back to the right with the instep of his right foot, and after fooling Patricio who fell to the ground, Qiansheng took the ball to the goal, gently kicked the ball into the goal, and then turned around and exhaled a long breath.

"I don't know what it is, but I feel very comfortable." Qiansheng thought silently, he didn't rush to celebrate after scoring a goal as usual, but savored the wonderful feeling just now.

“goooooooooal！ After stealing the ball from the penalty area at the back, he ran long and passed five people in a row, and finally deceived the goalkeeper and scored an empty goal. Beautiful goal! Brilliant goal! This goal is definitely more exciting than Diego's goal in the '86 World Cup! Martin Taylor roared.

Although Taylor's commentary was more personal, the fans in the stadium clearly liked it, and the "Song of Dry Life" resounded throughout the stadium.

Seeing his teammates excitedly pounce on him, Qiansheng suddenly remembered something, and ran towards the sidelines, not seeing Kane's resentful gaze at all.

Qiansheng ran in front of Ronaldo, did not speak, just stretched out two fingers, and then pointed in the direction of the Portuguese goal, gestured towards Ronaldo to make a three, and then turned and ran towards his own half.

Ronaldo squinted slightly, as if he had noticed something, looked in the direction of the England bench, and saw Rooney's playful smile, Ronaldo pursed his mouth, turned around and walked to Fernando Santos, who had just come back to his senses, and said: "Boss, I want to play." ”

Santos was stunned for a moment, didn't he say okay, this time he sat on the bench and watched the excitement, why did he change his mind?

"Christian, you haven't recovered yet, let's play again in the next friendly match."

Shaking his head and glancing at Qiansheng who was surrounded by his teammates on the field, Ronaldo said: "Boss, only when I play can I suppress him." ”

"Him?" Santos was stunned for a moment, and suddenly came to his senses: "You said that No. 9? You're going to play at the back? ”

"Offense is the best defense, chief, our defense can't stop him, but if we don't score to contain the opponent, I'm afraid that the number 9 will go crazy and score a lot of goals. If we lose by a big margin, the morale will be hurt a lot. ”

Santos was slightly surprised: "You have such a high opinion of this person?" ”

The corners of Ronaldo's mouth curled slightly, and he said: "The goal just now has proved his strength, boss, I think, he should be treated as an opponent of Leao's level." ”

A player of the caliber of Leo Messi? How many such players can there be? Except for you, Christian. Slightly worse, Sweden's Zlatan and Uruguay's Luiz.

This 15-year-old Chinese striker is really that strong? Christian, maybe you're right, if you don't find a way to stop them, conceding too many goals will cause big problems.

"Christian, go warm up." Santos finally agreed to let Ronaldo play, then walked to the bench and said to a hideous-looking bald head: "Go warm up, Pepe, you play with Christian in a few minutes." ”

"Yes, sir." Taking off his jacket, the bald player wearing the No. 3 jersey got up and ran to warm up, passed by Ronaldo, and saw Ronaldo watching the game with his legs, so he walked up and did the action of pressing his legs, saying: "Christian, why do you want to play football?" ”

Ronaldo didn't look at Pepe, his eyes were still on the restarting pitch, and said: "Do you think you can deal with him?" ”

Pepe followed Ronaldo's gaze, his eyes flashed, and he smiled: "This yellow-haired boy? Haha, Joao they're too useless, if it's me......"

"Don't underestimate him, Pepe." Ronaldo interrupted him and said coldly: "Don't be fooled by his age. When Leao and I were 15 years old, we were far inferior to him, and even if we were 18 or 20 years old, I am afraid it was a little worse. If you underestimate him, just wait for him to be abused. ”

Pepe's eyes shrank, his face became grim, and he began to look seriously at the white-clothed No. 9 running on the court.

Instead of pressing up front as before, he retreated to midfield and swept together with the three midfielders, especially pressing on both sides of Portugal, so that Portugal could not look for scoring opportunities through the wings as before.

This is Hodgson's tactic of taking Qiansheng as a free man, not confined to the position of a striker, and can judge the situation and run all over the field.

Due to the activity of Qiansheng on both wings of the midfield, Portugal's wing attack was clamped, a dead ball opportunity, in the 26th minute of the first half, the Portuguese team took the lead in substitutions, Ronaldo and Pepe stood on the sidelines, ready to play. (To be continued.) )