Chapter 981: Rotterdam Night (9)
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"Damn!" Materazzi looked at Zidane, who was raising his right hand to celebrate the goal, clenched his fists, and roared in a low voice of reluctance. For Materazzi, Zidane can be said to be one of the players he hates the most and wants to beat the most, and now that he has scored a goal, Materazzi will naturally feel very unhappy.
Of course, what made Materazzi even more angry was that Zidane deliberately waved his fist in his direction when celebrating the goal, and the meaning of his demonstration can be said to be clear at a glance!
"Marko, if you want to blame me, blame me." Di Biagio walked up to Materazzi and said with some reproach, "If I had been a little more focused and had been able to follow that guy closely when he was cutting in and not be thrown away by him, then I'm afraid he wouldn't have gotten such a good chance to shoot, let alone score." ”
Seeing that Di Biagio blamed himself so much, Materazzi waved his hand and signaled that he didn't need to care about it: "You can't be blamed for this, Luigi. The main responsibility for this goal is on me, if I had just been able to get past the troublesome Trezeguet in the first place and block Zidane's shot, then this goal would not have happened. ”
Materazzi is also a person who eats soft rather than hard, if Di Biagio just wanted to shirk responsibility, then Materazzi is bound to be unrelenting and scheming with him; And now, since Di Biagio has taken the lead in bowing his head and admitting his mistake, Materazzi will naturally show corresponding generosity.
Meanwhile, after a brief celebration, the French players retreated to their own half to await the resumption of the game. They are well aware that although Zinedine Zidane's goal helped the team successfully pull a point back, France are still the side behind the scoreline. In such a situation, it would be unwise to waste too much time celebrating.
After the resumption of the game, the Italian players further strengthened their defense, even Vieri and Inzaghi in the front line also retreated to their own half to participate in the defense, and the back line led by Maldini and the three defenders led by Albertini worked together to build a great wall of steel, blocking all the offensive launched by the French team out of the goal!
As the clock ticked by, there was less and less time left for the Gallic Roosters to equalize, and the pressure on the French players naturally increased with the passage of time - football matches are still heroes after all, and if the final result of this tonight's European Championship final is that France loses, then no matter how many goals the French players score in the game, they will become the after-dinner conversation of fans and media as underdogs, as well as a stepping stone for the Italians to reach the top!
Just like the Dutch team in the '78 World Cup, how many people still remember Rensenbrink, who single-handedly led the orange team without Cruyff to the final, only five centimeters away from becoming a superstar? When it comes to that World Cup, people probably mentioned the most Argentina team that stepped on the corpse of the Dutch to lift the championship trophy, and Kempes, who won the god in the final.
Although the defensive system organized by the Italians can be described as airtight, it has to be said that the Frenchman's luck tonight was very good. In the 89th minute, Vieira, who intercepted Di Biagio's clearance, sent a long pass in the center circle, and Pire, who was inserted at high speed along the left side, used his speed advantage to throw Zambrotta out of a position, and then crossed directly without waiting for the ball to land!
The ball flew over the heads of Materazzi and Trezeguet, who were trying to compete for the cross, and landed at the back post, and once again Wiltord, who was clever enough to put Maldinica behind him, met the ball with a volley!
Wiltord's shot was so powerful and so close to the Italian goal that Toldo only had time to wave his arms before hearing the ball rubbing against the net!
Two to two! In the moments before the game was about to enter stoppage time, France miraculously recovered a two-goal deficit with Wiltord's volley, and regained the same starting line as Italy!
The Italian fans in the stands were silent, and they were all dumbfounded as they waited excitedly for the team to lift the Delaunay Cup at the final whistle, watching Wiltord and the other French players celebrating wildly on the sidelines.
"Paolo (Maldini) is still old...... "Paolo (Maldini) is still old," said Robert Baggio, who was sitting in the live broadcast room watching the game, "Although with the growth of age and the accumulation of game experience, Maldini has become more and more perfect in defensive skills, but on the contrary, he can no longer compare with his youth in physical fitness and physical qualities." Otherwise, Wiltord would not have been able to get such a good shot at that moment...... Because before he could get up and hit the goal, Maldini had already cleared the ball out of the box. ”
"Yes, the years are really unforgiving. In the blink of an eye, the stars who were in their prime are now old, and young talents such as Vieri and Nesta have now become the pillars of the team. Infected by Baggio, the narrator also lamented the passage of time, saying, "Robert, you are not wrong at all. Indeed, if it had been the same Maldini two years ago, Wiltord would not have gotten such an opportunity. ”
"Tsk, these go-to Frenchmen really don't know how thick the sky is." Looking at the French players with happy faces, as if the championship was already in their pocket, Inzaghi spat disdainfully, turned to Vieri and said, "Christian, we have to find a way to give these French guys a little color." Otherwise, I'm afraid they will really think that we Italy are soft persimmons that can be manipulated by them. ”
"Well, Philip makes a point, but what exactly should we do?" The self-aware Vieri decisively threw the problem back to Inzaghi, and he was only responsible for contributing, leaving the work of using his brains to others.
"Well...... Inzaghi was also a little difficult at this time, after all, neither of them was a breakthrough master, so it was indeed difficult to get a whole team on the opposite side by himself, "Let me think about it again, there will always be a way." ”
"That...... I have an idea here. At this time, Totti, who was eavesdropping on the sidelines, interjected into the conversation between the two and put his thoughts together, "So and so...... I don't know what the two of you think? ”