six finger demon

Chapter 351 Your Era Is Over

Chapter 351 Your Era Is Over

Mutu's shot made the dull atmosphere on the field alive again.

"It was a little dangerous just now!"

"Not even TOM can touch"

"Yeah, almost fell from heaven to hell"

Gerrard was injured and retired, making it difficult for Liverpool to do anything on the offensive end.So before coming to the Alpi Stadium, Beitu set today's argument as defensive.

Since it is defense, it is necessary to control the opponent from the source.

Don't let the opponent have a chance to kick, so as to ensure the safety of the goal.

But there is nothing foolproof on the court. Just now Mutu's anti-offside sounded a wake-up call for the Red Army: with Juventus' ability, it may pose a threat to Tang Wu's door at any time.

Taking advantage of Tang Wu's goal kick, Hyypia deliberately delayed, stood on the edge of the penalty area and asked softly: "TOM, how are you?"

Of course Tang Wu knew what Hypia was asking, he stretched out his left hand and said, "No problem! Continue!"

Tang Wu will not panic because of Mutu's shot, just like Beitu will not give up his original tactics because of this.

The hemisphere lead is not an advantage, but it is enough to drag Juventus into the abyss.

Liverpool had no way to retreat before the start of this game. The game has progressed to this point, and they have no choice but to grit their teeth and persevere.

The dull scene of the Red Army is as it should be, and the fans don't care whether the team can play a beautiful ball today.If they can knock out the mighty Juventus in the game, the KOP will be happy to see the Red Army in the away corner, sticking to the goal until the end.

But Mutu's appearance gave the Bianconeri a shot in the arm and made the old woman excited again; Capello knew very well that Mutu's shot of "stimulant" was more like morphine and could only be used for emergencies.

As for the sequelae, it is not among Capello's worries in this game.

Both Juventus and Capello have nothing to retreat, all they need is a home goal.

Beitu also began to play the cards in his hands again and again. First, he replaced Nunez, who was already a little tired, with Smicer, and then replaced Luis Garcia with Le Talay to strengthen his defense.

In order to win and advance, Tang Wu and his teammates were willing to shrink in a corner of the Alpi Stadium, dedicating an extremely boring game to fans all over the world.

Amidst the boos of Juventus fans, Beitu once again made a shocking decision.

In the 80th minute, the Spaniard replaced Baros with Cisse.

Seeing the lively Cisse running onto the court, Capello almost gritted his teeth on the sidelines.

If Liverpool blindly defends, maybe it will be scored by Juventus before the end.But Cisse's playing is no different from Capello's account of a surprise soldier outside the city, and the deterrent effect is greater than the actual effect.

You know, the former Ligue [-] striker king can give Juventus a fatal blow at any time!

In this way, the Bianconeri's attack became even more timid.

As the game passed minute by minute, Juventus fans became more and more anxious.

Many people clasped their hands together, looking forward to a miracle.

Fontana sat in the press box with other colleagues, and stood up one after another, waiting for the final moment of the game to come.

At that time, no matter who wins or loses, it will surely become the headlines of tomorrow.

Perhaps the piety of the Juventus fans moved God. In the 91st minute, Juventus got the best chance to score in the game.

The corner kick from Alonso kicked forward, Buffon rushed out like a cheetah at the near post, hugged the ball tightly in his arms with both hands and rolled on the spot, before the players on both sides had much reaction, he quickly Get up, hold the ball and run forward.

The members of the Red Army finally felt that something was wrong. Tang Wu had made this move countless times in previous games. How could they not know what Buffon was going to do?

Cisse ran towards Buffon without saying a word, hoping to block his way of the ball with his body.

The other Liverpool players also rushed towards the backcourt. Hyypia and Finnan, who were dragged at the end, took the lead in targeting Piero and Nedved, the two big killers.

"Juventus' counterattack!" As the commentator exclaimed, Buffon leaned on Cisse with his left body, swung his right foot desperately, and kicked the ball forward.

Piero, who was running at high speed, turned his head to look at the ball coming in the air, used his body to forcefully hold Hypia, and continued to run forward.

Two seconds later, a ball landed accurately in front of Piero's right foot, and Prince Zebra stretched out his foot and took the ball lightly.

Taking advantage of the moment Piero received the ball, Hyypia immediately stretched out his feet to grab it.The smart zebra prince did not continue to move forward greedily. When there was not much time left in the game, he lightly dunked the ball with his back heel, and the ball stopped behind him.

Although the ball was unsuccessful, it delayed the opponent's quick counterattack.Hypia let out a long breath, and temporarily put his heart back in his stomach.

But at this moment, Piero's left foot suddenly exerted force.With a sharp kick on his toe, Hyypia threw the ball over the head of the Red Army defender while Hyypia's center of gravity was not stable.

What is he doing?

Before Hypia could react, a black and white figure suddenly shot out from behind him, heading straight for the ball.

No one expected that Mutu, who was not in the frontcourt, suddenly "sprinted" out of the crowd like a poisonous snake.

The Romanian striker ran with the ball after touching the ball with his right foot. Carragher behind him was already out of breath, and his physical strength was not as good as that of Mutu, who was replaced in the second half.

In this way, in the footage chased by the camera, there is a black and white figure running with the ball at high speed in Liverpool's half, and a Red Army goalkeeper who lowers his center of gravity and slowly retreats.

"Adrian, one-handed!" The narrator shouted excitedly.

At the same time, all the fans at the Alpi Stadium stood up, held their breath, and waited for the duel between Mutu and Tang Wu.

"Come on, Adrian!" Although Tang Wu didn't say anything, his eyes had already expressed everything.

If you want to score a goal, you must pass my level first!

Mutu, who dribbled forward, looked at Tang Wu with a stern face, grinning at the corner of his mouth, as if he was back in Chelsea.

At that time, Tang Wu also often stood in front of him with a serious face, but whether he was provoking or shooting, shaking or passing, he was extremely relaxed.

Whenever he used a new method to score a goal, Tang Wu would look annoyed.

The appearance of the Chinese goalkeeper after conceding the goal is still as clearly imprinted in Mutu's mind as yesterday.

"Come on kid, let me see how much you've grown!"

At the end of the four memories, Mutu's eyes shot two fierce lights.At this moment, the fans seemed to see the poisonous snake that was omnipotent on the court again, and no one could stop it!

One step, two steps, two and a half steps

Before reaching the third step, the Romanian striker raised his left arm, swung his right leg, and aimed at the far corner that Tang Wu could not block in the future.

At the moment Mutu shot, Tang Wu flew forward and quickly fell to the ground to block it.

With a body of 1.8 meters nine and his outstretched arms, Tang Wu formed a wall of flesh more than two meters long in front of the Romanian striker.

Seeing that Tang Wu fell to the ground as he expected, Mutu's swinging right foot twisted in the air, and his vigorously pushing foot turned into a light tap.

Just like that, the ball rolled across Tang Wu's fingertips after being pushed horizontally.

When he was at Chelsea, Mutu had passed Tang Wu like this countless times, and then pushed the empty goal successfully.

The moment he moved away from Tang Wu, the Romanian striker seemed to see the second spring of his career. Beauty, money and countless praises would follow this goal.

The empty gate was surrounded by golden light.

Swing your legs and shoot!

Mutu's right foot pushed forward quickly, but what he touched was not the tough leather of the ball, but a soft object, like latex.

Then, Mutu fell down.

His shot hit Tang Wu's finger, and he fell heavily after losing his balance.

Carragher seized the opportunity, hurriedly followed from behind Mutu, and kicked the ball out of the boundary.

Tang Wu got up, pulled back his swollen fingers from under Mutu, and looked at the Romanian in front of him.

"Damn, you're old, I've expected you to use this trick a long time ago."

"Really?" Mutu, who fell on the ground, responded softly.

Looking at the gray night sky, the Romanian striker murmured: "You are right, maybe I am really old, and my time is over."

(End of this chapter)