After I scored the equaliser, the Dutch started to fight back again. www.biquge.info As the host of the European Championship and the top team in the world, the proud Dutchman never thought that they would capsize on us. Yugoslav football has always been in the eyes of Western Europeans, just a powerful spoiler, but not a championship-level opponent, even as the uncrowned king of the Dutch, also think so, their pride, reflected in even after being equalized, did not hurry, but continued to follow their existing tactics, offensive and defensive, although they attacked and defended, but did not, intend to risk their lives to fight with us to the death!

And then, for the Dutch it can be, but for us, it can't.

The Netherlands are too strong for us, even if I think they are the best strikers in the world, but the media never think so, and the Dutch strikers, including Kluivert, are not weak at all. Against an opponent like the Netherlands, we can despise them strategically, but if we don't pay attention to tactics, then we will be punished.

If we want to win, we have to fight with our lives every game, as if this game is our last game. Especially for me, and even more so for this one. When I saw the Dutchman serve in the middle circle, I could only rush forward immediately, use my best strength to press, break the ball, use all my strength to attack, to defend!

Zenden, a midfielder with the ball in the Dutch team, suddenly panicked when he saw me rushing towards him as if I was dying. He took the wrong way to deal with the ball - a blind kick and didn't choose the right direction, although I didn't get his ball, but the ball went towards our half, at this moment, the Dutch team has not been able to attack, in our half, it was all our people, so Mihajlovic received the ball easily.

Mihajlovic got the ball and rushed forward, he passed the ball to the midfielder Petkovic, who quickly passed the ball forward and passed it to my feet, and I got the ball and started quickly, and I passed the first of the Dutchmen: full-back Ovimas.

I was very happy to get past Overmars, because he was the fastest man in the Dutch team and as long as I could pass him, there would be no one who could challenge my speed!

The Dutch, however, had another trick - their fastest man was passed and a different kind of speed competition began - they began to chase and intercept in front of me. My pace is unstoppable now, but it's still hard for me to get away from the Dutchman's defence with double and triple blocks.

I had no choice but to pass the ball out and it was passed to the feet of midfield star Stankovic, who sent the ball in front of goal with a very beautiful cross, but the Dutch centre-back Stam was very tough, and his defense was very unexpected. He easily cleared the ball with a header and our other striker was completely defeated against Stam. Stam used his tough defence and strong physicality to disrupt our next attack. 1 minute and 1 second passed, and I haven't been able to score for so long, and I am getting more and more anxious.

At this time, in the depths of my heart, a voice suddenly sounded, and this voice was shouting loudly: "Alostie, Alosteave, Alostie......" Under the guidance of this voice, I felt her shadow in front of my eyes, and gradually became clear.

Alosteve, I still think of her in my heart...... Even in the middle of the game, I still can't forget her. Alosteve's shadows were reflected in my mind all the time, and they seemed to conjure up an endless power in my mind, and then, turned into a white light......

I don't know when this white light suddenly converged and shot towards the Dutchman's goal! My shot was very sudden, this long-range shot was about seventy or eighty meters away from the goal, but the light was so clear, so beautiful, it drew a beautiful silver arc, and at a very high speed, rushed towards the door of the Dutch team!

Edwin van der Sar, the goalkeeper of the Dutch team, was terrified when he saw this blow so ecstatic and beautiful! He knew that this shot must be very difficult to save, and to save this goal, he would have to use all his skills to do it. And that's exactly what he did - he threw his whole body into the sky, and he wanted to use his whole body to block the star's attack...... Then, after all, the stars are alien objects, they represent the mind, they represent the combination of heart and love, they are ...... Love is the crystallization of football, and if there is one more powerful thing in the world, it is so.

"Arosteve's Wrath." On my lips, I gently spit out such a sentence, and it was this gentle sentence that made the Dutch break their hearts and intestines from now on.

Van der Sar, hit the ground hard, the ball rolled into the net, the miracle didn't happen, everything was normal and appeared in this world.

2:1, Yugoslavia finally took the lead. Milosevic - I have finally single-handedly steered Yugoslavia in the right direction.

All this is for her.

Alosteve, she may still be unconscious in the Red Castle, and how sad she would be if she woke up to find that all that she had worked so hard to do had been ruined by my hands. In order not to make her sad, I have to work hard, I have to do my best to fulfill her wishes......

This shot, Arosteve's anger, was accomplished in such a kind of longing for Alostie, and when she woke up, she would be able to see my success. By that time, he or she will be able to smile.

As long as it is for the smile on her face, no matter how painful I am, so what?

All my thoughts will turn into anger and go straight into the Dutchman's goal. (To be continued.) )