Chapter 1102 Copy Zheng Zhi's masterpiece
"Zheng Zhi!"
"Zheng Zhi!"
"Zheng Zhi!"
Chinese fans gave the biggest cheers to Zheng Zhi. The old captain Zheng Zhi has not scored a goal for the national team for many years. He used to have penalty kicks. Since Dong Fangzhuo was in the team, he has never encountered penalty kicks.
And with his position retreating, he had no chance to come up and shoot, but today he scored such an important goal.
"Zheng Zhi hasn't scored a goal for almost five years. I remember the last time I scored a goal happened to be when Dong Fangzhuo was not participating in the game..."
"The iron tree is blooming, haha."
"The captain has won the A-A best scorer before! His shooting skills are actually quite awesome, but in this national team, it is rarely the turn to solve the problem. If this year is his last World Cup, then he will definitely not have any regrets."
"It's not a pity to win the World Cup championship... Everyone is, and so is it for us..."
※※※※
At the live broadcast of Sky Sports, Leinker also shouted for Zheng Zhi: "zz, I already remember his name in England. His name is zz. At the age of 34, he is still an indispensable core of the Chinese team. His goal is so beautiful. When he appears on the penalty area, his first reaction is probably to choose this shooting method."
"At the age of 34, he can still control the core position of the Chinese team. It is not that the Chinese team does not have a good midfielder, but that he is better! No one can replace him. I think he is also an underrated midfielder. Just like Scholes, his skills are not very gorgeous, but he can always play a very critical role."
"The Chinese team's offense is really weird. Dong didn't participate in the goal. He kept pulling the side and pulling on the right side throughout the process. Only when he scored the goal did he rush to his teammates to celebrate. This may be the new style of play formulated by Crowchen, which won by surprise. The Argentine coach's face was green. He should now realize that his team was trapped by the Chinese team. They are all used to Dong being the core of the Chinese team's offensive, so the focus of the defense is on Dong. Who knows this time is not?"
"Just just as Argentina's offense is always related to Messi, any team will definitely focus on defending Messi when defending. However, the Chinese team has not relied on Dong, can Argentina?"
Strike, deeply!
Mascherano slowly walked back from the side and swept his eyes on every teammate.
"Hey, cheer up."
“We have to respond.”
"We have to show our true skills and remember our goals. This is not our end."
"Lion, come on!"
“…”
He was quickly motivating his teammates.
Bah, he spitted on the turf, pulled the captain's armband again, and focused his eyes on Dong Fangzhuo...
I have to do something and can't let this damn story continue.
Mascherano was actually quite excited. He has fought side by side with Messi until now, even earlier than Messi. He doesn't want to lose anymore!
Fortunately, he still saw a firm look in Messi's eyes. This kind of look was not seen four years ago, even three years ago. But as Messi won the Golden Globe Award, he changed. At least when he was behind, he would no longer show such look.
...
Beep,
The battle continues.
Higuain kicked the ball, and after Messi got the ball, he immediately handed it over to Mascherano. Mascherano was transferring the ball to Lavic, but as soon as Lavic buried his head, Zhu Ting hit him when he came up.
Beep,
Zhu Ting made a tactical foul, which successfully stopped Ravic from progressing.
"God, please pass the ball to Messi."
"You have to know your role."
In the VIP seat, Maradona spread his hands and looked unhappy. Four years later, he still hasn't woken up. He believes that Messi is still the hero and savior of Argentina.
This is not Maradona's idea alone. Almost all Argentines have the same idea. Some people like Batistuta are very alternative. They have always advocated not to fight around Messi, but they were spitting all over.
After Lavic got up, he looked apologetic and quickly lowered his head and ran forward.
Mascherano took the set piece and stuffed the ball to Messi again, but directly faced Zheng Zhi and Dong Fangzhuo in the middle. Messi immediately passed the side to Biglia, and Biglia made a cross!
Under Sun Jihai's double-team, Feng Xiaoting pushed the ball out, and the ball temporarily fell into the no-man's land. Dong Fangzhuo and Messi actually rushed towards the ball at the same time. The speed of both of them was comparable, but Dong Fangzhuo had long legs and kicked the ball back to Zhang Linpeng with one kick. Zhang Linpeng passed directly to Huang Bowen, and Huang Bowen made a long pass with a diagonal!
Looking for Gao Lin!
Gao Lin struggled to lean against Demikalis, but he still barely hit the ball. The ball flew high but did not fly far. Feng Renliang and Garey grabbed the second landing point at the same time. Feng Renliang was faster, but he did not take off, but alertly steadily stole the horse and seized a favorable position. Although Garey was tall, he did not take any advantage. As a result, he could only take off and tried to get the ball ahead of him.
With this jump, his hands couldn't help but press on Feng Renliang's shoulders.
Beep,
Fouled.
"Ahhh! This position is so ideal!"
"It's perfect at the 26-meter position on the right side of the penalty area."
"Messi just kicked a free kick, and now it's Dong Fangzhuo's turn. Dong Fangzhuo is not as flawed as Messi. He can kick high-level free kicks with both feet, but in my opinion, his right foot is still much stronger than his left foot."
"It is said that in Argentina, there are always many Argentine fans who criticize Dong Fangzhuo every day..."
Argentina was once again facing a great enemy. The wall of eight people said everything, and Dong Fangzhuo's running-up position also told Romero in front of the goal that he would use his left foot to hit the goal.
"What about the near angle or the far angle? Dong Fangzhuo can make a pretty arc ball at both angles."
"Argentina built a wall of eight people, but this may not necessarily prevent Dong Fangzhuo from sending the ball into the goal."
Beep,
Dong Fangzhuo pressed his body to help him run.
Bang!
Inner instep, arc ball, far angle!
Duang——
The ball hit the upper left corner of the goal.
"Aowu--"
Look at the chaos in the sky.
But the ball did not fly away from the bottom line. Just as the Argentine players on the wall were looking back, the ball just bounced back.
"The ball hasn't gone out of bounds yet!"
Zhu Ting rushed towards the ball from the left.
"Zhu Ting!"
Bang,
Zhu Ting's left foot facing the ball did not shoot, but instead swept the middle!
"What?!"
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
Dong Fangzhuo had no one to guard him, and he actually ran to the middle of the penalty area. Zhu Ting's ball turned out to him.
When Mascherano rushed out in the penalty area, it was too late to block Dong Fangzhuo, and Dong Fangzhuo's left foot was already on the ball.
No,
Not to draw!
clatter,
Is it a scrub again?
The ball flew leisurely from the turf, and once again drew a beautiful marking line, still flying towards the upper right corner of the goal, almost exactly the same as Zheng Zhi's shot just now!
But Zheng Zhi used his right foot just now, while Dong Fangzhuo used his left foot. But there was no difference in visual impact!
Romero flew up again.
But still powerless...
"The ball has entered!"
"The ball has entered!"
"Dong Fangzhuo!"
Chapter completed!