Chapter 357: Navarro's Hair

'Navarro has the ball, he's the best centre-back in Sevilla.'

The Sky Sports commentator was about to introduce how powerful Navarro is, but he didn't expect to be dumbfounded......

"Oh my God, Navarro crosses for Ivica, but the ball is robbed."

Tang Zhenglong appeared in the middle of Navarro and Ivica.

Yes!

"This is the price of treating me Tang Zhenglong as air." Tang Zhenglong said unpleasantly.

After breaking the ball, Tang Zhenglong took the ball straight into the penalty area, forming a single knife, he ran to the right side, and he could open the right side of the penalty area to shoot.

"Kick and shoot."

"Goalkeeper Palop made a save, but the ball went in."

"1 to 0."

GOOOOOOOAL!!

The Cologne fans at the scene were so stunned that instead of celebrating right away, they looked at the referee's gesture.

"Did the goal really go in?"

The time on the big screen is 1 minute and 28 seconds, and the goal is valid.

GOOOOOOAL!!

When happiness comes too suddenly, people are stupid at first, until they are sure that it is all true, and then they start to celebrate.

"We scored, great Tang Zhenglong."

"Don."

"Don."

"Don !!"

'At 1 minute and 28 seconds, it's not the fastest goal in the history of the UEFA Cup, but it is certainly the fastest goal in the history of the League Cup final.

'Last season it took Sevilla 27 minutes to score the first goal, this time Cologne only took 1 minute and 28 seconds.

"Incredible."

"And it also means that Tang Zhenglong became the leading scorer in the history of the League Cup, with a record of 16 goals, and he surpassed Jurgen Klinsmann."

Cologne was celebrating, Sevilla were silent, Navarro was desperate to find a crack in the ground and the goal was all a mistake from his cross.

"Isn't he a lazy bug?"

"How did you end up there?"

Navarro remembers that he had seen it, and that there was no one around at the time, so he passed it across.

But it can't be helped, the big mistake has been made, and now Sevilla is lagging behind.

The head coach's face is ugly, Cologne's sling has staged a different plot from Middlesbrough?

How is this possible!!

In Juander's heart, Sevilla is a giant, while Cologne is a commoner, not a grade, but the reality is cruel.

The midfield restarts, and the Sevilla players are a little confused, what to do?

At this time, the head coach needs to give instructions, and Juander made a gesture of pressing down, the meaning is very clear, that is, steady.

"It's just a ball, even if it's a small test of the great Sevilla." Juan De thought to himself.

Tang Zhenglong was secretly cool, but he didn't expect a ding.

"Got a mission?"

"So fast?"

Mission: Pluck Navarro's hair (minimum 3 strands).

When he saw the task, Tang Zhenglong was like five thunderbolts.

"Navarro? Still hairy? ”

This one......

As the saying goes, the head can be broken, and the hairstyle can't be messed up.

Navarro looks like the kind of person who takes care of his hair, and plucking his hair is similar to plucking a tiger's beard, right?

"Sure enough, it's the finals, and the tasks are all so deadly."

Sevilla won a corner kick and Navarro ran into the Cologne penalty area, and he, like Shui Ye, has a strong header ability, and can be regarded as a weak version of the guard with a knife.

Suddenly, Navarro felt cold behind him, turned his head to look, and was out of breath.

"Why are you back?"

"Helping defend, I'm a good striker."

"Aren't you a lazy? A striker in the UEFA Cup stats second only to the goalkeeper in running distance? ”

Tang Zhenglong's face turned green, I'm lazy, but it's not your turn to say it.

Tang Zhenglong compared a 1 with his right hand and a 6 with his left hand.

"16 goals in the UEFA Cup, the all-time leading scorer, and football is not a marathon, it's not about who runs the distance, it's about who can get the ball in the goal."

Navarro smiled coldly, raised his arms, and put Tang Zhenglong behind him.

"Without physical confrontation, everything is scum."

Navarro set up his arms, Tang Zhenglong was happy, but he was afraid that you would not make a move, so Tang Zhenglong gestured at the referee.

The referee saw it.

Tang Zhenglong pointed to Navarro's arm, and then to his own nose.

The referee ignored him.

Keylor Navas took a corner kick and Navarro was about to grab the spot, when suddenly, there was a sharp pain in the back of his head.

"Ahh

"Bastard, you pull my hair."

Tang Zhenglong just grabbed a few tenths of a second, and then immediately let go, so that Navarro had already missed the grab, Kanute grabbed the header and headed the ball high.

Navarro rushed to the referee, "That bastard pulled me by the hair. ”

"He elbowed me."

Because Tang Zhenglong had gestured to the referee before, the referee knew that these two were not fuel-efficient lamps.

The referee gestured for the two to leave.

"You pervert, you pull my hair."

"You elbow me, of course I have to protect myself." Tang Zhenglong gestured with his arms raised.

Navarro was dumbfounded, "Even if I elbow you, why are you pulling my hair!" ”

"Aha, admit to elbowing me, bastard."

“……”

His teammates shouted, "Go back to defense." ”

Navarro hurried back to avoid being hit back.

"Don, did you lose something?" Svante watched Tang Zhenglong look for something on the lawn of the restricted area.

"It's really TMD healthy, this hair can be shot in a shampoo advertisement, and I didn't pull it off."

Tang Zhenglong searched on the lawn, but there was not a single yellow hair.

"Don, what are you looking for? I'll help you find it. ”

"Ten thousand euros, do you have it?"

Svante grimaced, "Get out!" ”

Running back to the front, Tang Zhenglong began to worry, let alone three, it is difficult to pluck out one of this guy's hairs.

Cologne won a corner kick, Tang Zhenglong ran behind Navarro again, Navarro learned to be obedient, "I warn you, if you dare to touch my hair this time, it will have very serious consequences." ”

Tang Zhenglong chuckled in his heart, in order to complete the task, it was not worth being beaten.

"Don't worry, I won't, I was careless just now."

Just when Tang Zhenglong was at a loss, a godsend, Navarro moved too much when he was fighting for the top, and he and Podolsky were up against the bull.

Navarro is the kind of player who likes to cause trouble, and this time Podolski is also on fire, and the opponent moves very roughly.

The main force is bullish, of course the teammates are going to persuade him, Tang Zhenglong also joined, taking advantage of the chaos, Tang Zhenglong pinched Navarro's three hairs, and then ......

"Holy!!"

"Tang Zhenglong, you want to die."

"Hey, why are you? Louis. ”

Fabiano was stunned, "I advise you not to get excited. ”

"Did you pull my hair just now?"

"No, I just tied my shoes."

It turned out that Tang Zhenglong loosened Fabiano's shoelaces first, and pulled Navarro's hair while he was tying his shoes, and when he turned his head, Fabiano happened to have already tied his shoes.

Navarro was stunned, "Am I hallucinating?" ”