Chapter 384
Chapter 384
Many years later.
Marcello Lippi went to the East to coach. During a casual chat with a Chinese translator, he learned an Eastern proverb.
"Left eye twitching means fortune, right eye twitching means disaster"
At that time, he regretted not knowing this magical proverb earlier.
Maybe in this way.
I could have predicted the crisis of that ball in the 2006 World Cup final in advance.
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The scene returned to the Berlin Olympic Stadium.
Marco was ready to take a set-piece.
He looked up and looked around the stadium.
But he saw Su Fei's burning eyes not far away.
Sometimes a tacit look between teammates.
is enough to establish tactics.
Although, Marco didn't know what Su Fei wanted to do by taking the ball near the midline.
But for Su Fei.
Marco absolutely trusted and supported him unconditionally.
On the other side.
The Italian players were all standing near their positions, waiting for Marco to kick off.
Gattuso.
Standing three meters away from Su Fei, ready to block Su Fei's forward advance.
Beep!
The referee Elizondo blew the whistle.
Marco stepped back, quickly, jumped in front of the football, raised his right leg, and knocked the football with the inside of his right foot.
"Look at this set piece."
"Marco."
"Huh?"
"There was also a fake move!"
"This ball."
"It was not passed forward to teammate Yurica."
"But it was given to... Su Fei?!"
No one, no one in Italy, including most Croatian players, expected it.
Marco's kick.
Will pass the ball directly to Su Fei who is one step ahead of the center line.
Then.
Su Fei made a picture that was beyond everyone's expectations!
Su Fei!
Raised his right leg high, twisted his whole body to exert force, and hit the bottom of the football hard.
"Bang!!!"
The football soared into the sky.
At this moment.
This scene.
Everyone was shocked, with a lot of questions in their heads.
Crazy?
Su Fei is crazy! ?
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England, an apartment somewhere in Wilmslow, Cheshire.
Alex Ferguson is enjoying his favorite Jaffa cake with relish.
He watched the live broadcast of the World Cup final on TV intently, while talking to his wife who was reading the newspaper next to him.
"Dear Cathy, your cooking skills are getting better and better. I could only eat 3 before, but I want to eat 30 today!"
"Crazy old man, how many times have I told you that the doctor doesn't allow you to eat so much, and 30? You can only eat 2 today."
"Actually, I just want to praise my wife's cooking skills."
"Okay, I know, then you can eat one more today. By the way, I want to go to Scotland to see Lily these days. When do you think we should leave?"
"......"
"Why don't you talk? Don't pretend to be deaf, Ferguson, if you don't want to make a trip, I'll go by myself."
"......"
"Alex!"
"......"
Ferguson's wife Cathy put down the newspaper suspiciously.
Found that the red-nosed old man was watching the picture on the TV like a wooden man.
Ferguson was stunned, watching the picture that just happened in front of him.
The dust on the sparkling memory crystal in his mind dissipated.
What emerges.
is a precious memory that Ferguson will never forget.
Sunshine, afternoon, blonde hair, teenager, a lob shot from the center line.
August 17, 1996.
Premier League opening match.
The kid wearing the No. 10 jersey.
He dribbled the ball across the center line and kicked a super lob shot. The football went through the front court, ignored everything, and fell into the goal.
That goal made David Beckham famous and opened the road to becoming the most popular star in the Premier League. It was also that goal that made Ferguson see the hope of the Red Devils' rise in this kid.
The heartbeat of the coach for the player.
It's very much like love.
One detail, a shot, a pass, is enough to make the coach fall in love with the player completely.
And now.
Alex Ferguson.
Unexpectedly.
8 years, nearly 8 years have passed.
I witnessed the same scene almost exactly on the court.
Su Fei.
This kid I have always been paying attention to.
When Croatia was trailing 0:2 and attacking in vain, suddenly, it was like David BayKham is possessed.
A lob shot from the center line!
Hit the goal.
Helped Croatia open the situation.
Ferguson muttered to himself.
"How can it be so similar.... How can it be so similar..."
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In the Olympic Stadium in Berlin, Croatian fans went crazy and Italian fans were stunned.
"Wtf!!!"
"God!!!"
"Damn it!!"
"This must be fake!!"
Young player Buffon knelt on the grass in silence.
Looking at the football rolling in front of him, he still couldn't accept everything that just happened.
That Croatian No. 9!
With a super long lob from the center line, the football was sent directly to the goal, but he failed to save the football that fell at a high speed.
Lost the ball.
He saved Croatia's penalty kick that was close at hand, but he failed to save the shot that was 45 meters away from the goal! ?
This is almost a devastating blow to the goalkeeper's confidence!
Same.
Italian players.
Also watching the replay in confusion.
Watching this completely unreasonable high-hanging goal from the center line.
People are dumbfounded.
Cannavaro mechanically turned his head repeatedly, from the center line to the goal.
45 meters away.
It seemed very far away.
But that kid actually sent the football into the goal from that position? !
Why can he kick like that?
Why can he!
In the Italian coaching booth, Marcello Lippi looked like crying and laughing after a while.
He had already carried out a comprehensive backcourt defense targeted strategy based on Su Fei's technical characteristics before the game.
But.
This kid was still in the center line, and he just kicked it like this?
How to defend this ball!
Let your own back line press to the center line? !
Fxxxxk! ! !
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In the live broadcast room of Zhuangdianer, after being stunned for several seconds, Wang Tao shouted with a trembling voice.
"GGGGG----OOOOO----AAAAA----LLLLL!"
"GGGGOOOOAAAALLLL!"
"GOAL!!!"
"Oh my god!!"
"Unexpected!!"
"Goal, goal, goal!"
"Su Fei!!"
"The super long lob at the center line, 45 meters away from the goal, sent the ball into the Italian goal!"
"1:2!"
"61st minute of the game!"
"Croatia finally knocked on Italy's door, and in such an incredible way!"
"Italy's chain defense in the backcourt did successfully restrict Su Fei."
"But who would have thought!"
"Su Fei chose a super long lob shot directly near the center line!!!"
-【Ahhh, Su Shen!!! 】
-【Since I can't get past your defense, I'll just shoot! Su! Fei! Awesome! Bitch! 】
-【Crazy, I've never seen this ball before. I thought Croatia might score, but this way is beyond my imagination! 】
-【Su Beckham! This ball is even more awesome than Beckham's. Beckham's was just an ordinary Premier League game, but this is the World Cup final! Su Fei dared to kick like this? Can he still score? Damn it! 】
On the court.
After scoring the goal, Su Fei rushed to the front court.
Couldn't help but jump up.
Punched in the air.
The sun shone down, and a beam of light shone on the fist of the black-haired boy. At this moment, he seemed to hold the hope of Croatia in his hands!
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