Chapter 160 As Slow as a Balloon?
“Come, come to the front and unite.”
Ronaldo stuck his head out again and stood beside Dong Fangzhuo.
Men, this is how they mature step by step. Don't laugh at them who were once green and young.
Because everyone has come this way.
That's right, Dong Fangzhuo thought to himself.
Not only Ronaldo, but also Rooney on the bench should be like this, facing penalties and a life full of challenges.
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Captain Keane went to flip a coin and finally got the right to take the penalty kick.
He slowly walked towards Howard, put his head in his arms, and then kissed him gently on the forehead.
"Come on, you can do it!"
Finally, he patted Howard on the shoulder and sent him to the battlefield in person.
American Howard has never experienced a penalty kick in the top league, which is still very difficult for him. His hard face told everyone that he was nervous, but as a goalkeeper, he must be the first to appear.
On Chelsea's side, Lampard has already stepped out and is the first to take the penalty.
Although Lampard is not the captain of Chelsea, he is the most trustworthy player in the team. Of course, because he has a big heart, he deserves the trust of everyone at Chelsea.
He is like a medieval knight, he walks with so much style,
From him, you can see endless confidence. Finally, he stood in front of the penalty spot, staring at Howard in front of him.
Without a smile or a trace of panic, he placed the ball gently on the penalty spot and backed away slowly.
The referee blew his whistle, he took a run and shot.
The half-high ball went directly to the right side of the goal. Howard turned the ball in the opposite direction and failed to get the ball into the net...
Keen was more like a swordsman, with a face full of coldness and determination. He walked a little hastily, but the urgency was not because of his nervousness, but because he wanted to resolve the battle faster.
In front, standing is the young Cech. Many media say that Cech will become a great goalkeeper in the future.
But Keane doesn't care who the guy in front of him is, he just wants to use the ball to smash his goal. Even if God is standing, he can't stop his shot!
Therefore, although Cech acted calmly and danced in front of the goal, Keane's eyes seemed like black holes, and he did not take him seriously at all.
The ball he took out hit the middle! There is no choice of angle at all.
Although Cech's save was beautiful, the ball flew in from the center, and Keane hit it hard and fast, quite resolutely!
In the first round of the penalty shootout, the two sides scored 1:1, and no one was left behind.
After Keane scored the goal, Old Trafford instantly boiled, but soon became silent again, because Duff quickly walked up.
The expression on Duff's face was obviously not as calm as Lampard's before. It could be seen from his blinking movements that he was very nervous, but he was still very brave in his second appearance.
His run-up distance was very long, almost reaching the edge of the penalty area. When the referee blew the whistle, he rushed directly to the ball and violently volleyed.
call--
The ball hit the lower right corner of the goal!
He still made the penalty and Chelsea led 2:1.
The pressure was thrown on Ruud.
Originally, Ferguson planned to arrange for him to play first, but after Ruud van Nistelrooy missed a penalty kick, Ferguson put him in second place. No one was sure that he would be able to score a penalty kick, so he would not put Van Nistelrooy in the penalty spot. Ni was excluded.
Van Nistelrooy is not a rookie, he is a world-class forward and a veteran who has played in countless battlefields. A penalty kick will not make him lose his confidence. His ability to resolutely stand up again shows everything. What he lost just now must be taken back now.
Swish——
The ball stuck to the turf and the uprights and entered the lower left corner of the goal.
Just like before, he didn't change his angle. He seemed to want to prove to everyone that he didn't make a mistake just now, it was just an accident.
Cech once again pounced in the right direction, but he still couldn't prevent the ball from entering the net.
Cech climbed up from the turf, patted himself gently and shook his head. It's a pity to miss two opportunities in a row, but the game is not over yet, I still have many opportunities, and I will pounce on them, he thought.
Gudjohnsen appeared third, his face as cold as his country - Iceland, a country with a population of less than 300,000.
His shot was as cold as a blade, and the ball flew under Howard's arm, but Howard could do nothing.
Chelsea made three free throws!
Manchester United's Scholes played for the third time. The ginger-headed face was a little ugly, and he seemed to be frowning all the time? He spent a long time marking the ball on the turf before placing the ball. When taking the free throw, his center of gravity was very low. He is not tall, so it would be more difficult for Cech to judge when taking the free throw.
Boom——
It was still a half-high ball. This guy's footwork was so good that he hit it directly to the right side of the goal. This time Cech went in the opposite direction.
"Manchester United's players must have practiced, otherwise they wouldn't have played so beautifully!" Lineker praised.
Chelsea's fourth player was Terry. Terry took big steps and quickly reached the penalty spot. His tall body stood in front of the penalty area, as if he was dueling with Howard in the boxing ring.
While running, he changed his rhythm, stopped suddenly in the middle, and then quickly accelerated again.
Whoosh——
The ball he shot flew high out of the goal and flew to the right side toward the stands.
"Aha! The ball actually flew away!"
At that moment, Old Trafford climaxed again.
"Haha, this guy actually dares to come up and take a penalty kick!"
Terry was laughed at endlessly! He pulled up the jersey on his chest and covered his face. He couldn't believe that his footwork could be so smelly!
The balance of victory instantly tilted towards Manchester United!
The pressure was instantly thrown to Chelsea, so that when Giggs came up, he felt much more relaxed.
He is left-footed and his stance is just opposite to the others.
He chose to hit the lower left corner of the goal!
Very determined.
However, Cech also fought very resolutely!
It was still the goal that pounced towards the lower left corner of the goal.
Snapped--
Although the ball shot by Giggs was at a very tricky angle, it was still saved by Cech.
"God! Manchester United missed their chance!"
The Manchester United fans in the stands couldn't believe it, Cech actually saved Giggs' shot. Manchester United and Chelsea are back on the same starting line!
Giggs looked grim...
"Oh my god, this guy actually keeps choosing to attack the lower left corner!" Dong Fangzhuo suddenly woke up, but he woke up a little late because he was the only one left!
And Chelsea’s Joe Cole has already stepped up...
Joe Cole is under a lot of pressure, he must hit this ball, otherwise Chelsea will be passive again.
His run-up distance was outside the penalty area! Under heavy pressure, he chose to violently volley!
boom--
The ball he pulled out hit Howard's thigh directly!
Didn't make it!
Chelsea fans can’t stand it anymore…
Joe Cole, who had high hopes, disappointed them.
Now, everyone's attention is focused on Dong Fangzhuo.
Dong Fangzhuo gently placed the ball on the penalty spot, then raised his head and stared at Cech, or the goal.
Then slowly retreated, also extending the running distance to the sideline of the penalty area.
"This kid will definitely shoot!" Cech thought in his mind, waving his hands quickly in an attempt to influence Dong Fangzhuo.
Dong Fangzhuo ran very fast!
Cech swooped in again, still in the lower left corner!
Huh--
Dong Fangzhuo was so fast, but there was no explosive shot.
The ball drew a small parabola in the air lightly, as slow as an air balloon?
You just want to speed up the ball...
Damn it!
"Spoon penalty!"
"ah------"
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