Chapter 26 Record Terminator
Chapter 26 Record Terminator
I'll take care of the rest!
Ascoli's players were immediately irritated by Digan's arrogant words. They worked hard for half the game to get to the current situation. As soon as Digan came on the field, he threatened to deal with them. This is simply deceiving too much.
Especially Foggia, who is also from Milan. He has been a fan of Milan since he was a child. After he finally got a contract for the Milan senior team, what he had to face was endless loans. On loan, he didn't get any chance to play in the Milan team.
Why can Degan be recalled by Milan, but he can only wander outside? If Foggia is not jealous of Degan in his heart, it is simply impossible.
But what happened next made Foggia dissatisfied, and it also made Foggia clearly realize that the clumsy central defender he met in the reserve team before has grown into the most impressive player on the football field. The feared striker.
Milan succeeded in intercepting the ball in the backcourt. After taking two steps, Pirlo passed the ball directly to Kaka. After Kaka received the ball, he rushed towards the left.
The moment Kaka received the ball, Digan began to rush towards the space between the two central defenders of Ascoli. look in the direction.
Kaka took the ball from the left, and Ascoli's defenders immediately rushed to defend, but just when people thought Kaka would force a breakthrough, Kaka made a long diagonal pass and passed the ball. The goal is also the gap between Ascoli's two central defenders.
Chance!
The word flashed through Digan's mind, and his body had already reacted in advance. He suddenly accelerated, leaned against a central defender of the opponent, led the ball forward with his left foot, and then accelerated again. The opponent's central defender The defender can only stop Degan with a tug.
Another central defender also rushed over, trying to destroy the ball before Degan caught it. Unfortunately, his idea was good, but his speed was too slow.
Once Degan's speed was in sixth gear, no one could stop him. When Degan rushed to the ball again, he had already appeared in the penalty area.
Coppola also chose to abandon the door to attack at this time, and rushed towards Digan's feet, but his behavior can only be said to be futile.
After catching up with the ball, Degan just stretched out his foot and lightly picked the bottom of the football, and the football flew over Coppola who had fallen to the ground, and then fell directly into the goal.
Degan also lost his balance and fell to the ground because of the shot. He was covered in mud. Seeing that the ball had fallen into the goal, Degan got up with hands and feet, waving his arms and roaring loudly. rushed out.
The AC Milan players on the field, after a while of hesitation, also flocked to Degan. Although most of them were very repulsive to Degan, no matter what, the score was equalized, which was always a great thing.
Kaka wanted to catch up with Degan, but Degan's speed was too fast. He could only watch helplessly. Degan rushed all the way to Milan's coaching bench and roared at Ancelotti. Lottie doesn't know whether he should be happy or angry now. The team should be happy when the team equalizes the score. Gan, actually rushed in front of him and provoked him wantonly.
If he could, Ancelotti would have thrown Degan into the reserves now, never to see him again.
Digan was thinking of shouting a few words to Ancelotti to wake up the fat man's head, but was strangled by Kaka who rushed over, and fell to the ground.
"Rod! Don't cause trouble!"
Digan felt helpless for a while. It was a good thing to be able to fight side by side with his brother, but it was really uncomfortable to be under the control of the elder on the field.
I am a character player!
Degan couldn't speak anymore, but Avril Lavigne in the stands was relentless. When Degan scored a goal just now, the field was so quiet that the air seemed to freeze. Instead of cheering, all the Milan fans remained silent. .
Avril Lavigne didn't care about this, she picked up the loudspeaker and yelled at Ancelotti: "I told you a long time ago that Rhodes should be played, you stupid pig, have you seen the reality clearly now?"
Ancelotti's face at the moment can be said to be as ugly as it is. If he is a great mage, he will definitely attract thunder now, and blast Digan and Avril together into scum, making them you are the wind , I am Sha.
As the game resumed, Ascoli obviously panicked. They only left one Quagliarella in front, and everyone else huddled in their midfield to defend.
Milan, with high morale, quickly intercepted the ball and handed it to Kaka. Kaka took the ball forward. Seeing that there were three Ascoli players defending Degan, there was no chance to pass the ball. So he could only choose to divide the ball and hand it to Serginho.
The Brazilian winger finally has a chance to perform now. With Digan in the penalty area as a high point, it is too easy to find Digan.
Lie the ball forward one step, then rely on speed to overwhelm the opponent, and pass it to the middle of the penalty area with one kick, but it seems that the ball is a bit high.
Shevchenko competed for the top, but only hit the air, but for Degan, it was not difficult at all. Coppola had already attacked, and there were three Ascoli players beside Degan. It is a standard silly big black thick type.
Digan didn't even have a run-up, and jumped up directly. Ascoli's defenders didn't dare to neglect, and jumped up one after another, hoping to interfere with Digan.
Coppola also arrived at this time, jumping up directly, reaching out to catch the ball, but they still fell short of Digan's terrifying jumping ability.
Although Coppola stretched his arms, Degan surpassed him in height after jumping with all his strength, and then directly shook his head to attack the goal.
"GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOAL! GOAL! GOAL! Deegan! Deegan! Deegan! GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOAL! Deegan's header, his second touch of the match, scored twice! After scoring, the Ascoli people took the lead for most of the game, maybe they thought they would win, but at this moment, Digan told them that they can only wish to beat the mighty AC Milan!"
The commentator of Milan TV, the first one went crazy, and yelled hoarsely, so that everyone could clearly feel his excitement at the moment.
"Degan scored twice! Only one and a half minutes have passed since he scored his first goal for Milan!"
Speaking of this, the commentator suddenly paused, and then said excitedly: "Could it be that Degan can surpass Milan's legendary star Van Basten?"
Van Basten!
This name is definitely not unfamiliar to Milan, especially those foreign fans. They really like AC Milan. A large part of the reason is because of the Dutch Three Musketeers. Among the original Dutch Three Musketeers, the most attractive The eye-catching is the elegant tulip killer Mark Van Basten.
As long as you are a fan of Milan, there is no one who does not know Basten. He is not only a galloping warrior, but also a dancer sent by God to the court. He makes football elegant with his graceful dance steps. He is everything. Fans' idol Van Basten.
I like Basten's football, and I also like his tranquility and distance. The graceful Basten is a noble waltz. In the gorgeous movement of "Dream of AC Milan", Basten is the most perfect dancer, just like the messenger of God Coming to San Siro. Leading the dance of the "Three Musketeers of the Netherlands" and creating the immortal legend of Milan, if it is not the creation of God, then it is the messenger of God's condemnation, this is the truth that the light swordsman tells you.
If Maradona is a revolutionary gun, he launched a beautiful and innocent revolution on the green field with his wildness and uninhibitedness, allowing football to enter an era of freedom and individuality; then the Dutch Three Musketeers It is a pot of spiritual spirits poured into people's proud but weak blood, giving people the best reason to be full of passion and unrestrained blood.
They are like three magnificent tulips, which have passed the flowering period long ago, but let the whole earth retain the amazing reverie and memory of them. They are a signpost and a symbol in the history of world football. Whether they surpass or betray, they cannot be ignored. They have used football to infect fans all over the world, they have used passion to impress people, and they have used genius to look down on the world. They are the last poets on the green field in the era when the Communist Party collapsed. They are Gullit, Basten, Rijkaard. The magnificent "Three Musketeers of the Netherlands".
And Basten, the only person who has harmoniously unified the beauty of movement and stillness in football for so many years, the so-called quietness is like a virgin, and movement is like a rabbit; a perfect and insurmountable peak, whether it is football skills or character. He is like a noble ballet prince, beautiful and elegant; he is also like a bottle of aged dry red, full-bodied and mellow. His nobility is never domineering, but has a great affinity.
This not only infected and conquered the fans, but also won not only respect and admiration from opponents, but also spiritual closeness. Basten is skilled, dignified and elegant; it is as classic and standard as a textbook, but also full of artistic inspiration and rhythm.
I believe that every fan will never forget the zero-degree shot Basten scored in the 1988 European Championship final. As a defender defending Basten is undoubtedly extremely painful, his feints are light and lifelike, his start is quick and sharp, and his shots are extremely precise. His performance on the court often makes the opposing defender at a loss.
The famous German defender Koller has experienced many years of competition with Basten, and he admitted that he is most afraid of Basten.
And some defenders who were easily broken by Basten on the court would become angry and tackle him behind the back, tear his jersey, and trip his legs. Although Basten still falls gracefully and gracefully, the feeling of repeated injuries is normal. Simply unimaginable.
Finally one day, Basten was kicked by a Naples defender and broke his ankle. Three years of pain and torment of healing made him physically and mentally exhausted, and he bid farewell to Lu Yin with tears in his eyes.
Basten's sorrow is the sorrow of an era, and it is the sorrow of realistic football.
When people repeatedly think of Basten still forcing a smile after being viciously violated, they will not only admire his demeanor, but also sigh deeply for this talented star.
In the city of Milan, he is already an immortal legend, an idol of idols, and his posture when he leaves the stadium is even more noble, pure, and dust-free like a swan prince, which makes people sigh and nostalgic.
On August 17, 1995, I will never forget that sad summer night, at the majestic San Siro Stadium, the farewell applause, the flickering tears, the banners flying all over the sky, and the shouts one after another, all made the sorrow at that moment so sad and melancholy blame.
"I have made a decision that I will terminate my football career." With these concise words, Basten finally said goodbye to football after three years of struggling with injuries.
Standing on the San Siro Stadium, Basten leaned on a single crutch, bumped the ball a few times with his healthy right foot, and waved goodbye to the 100,000 fans gathered here. This scene made people cry.
Just as Basten gracefully exited the field waving his hands, the most bleak scene in the history of football was opened silently.
It was this scene that caused all the longings born of him to turn into smoke and ashes before they could meet the reality one day. Fortunately, when all the sadness and tears became the sacrifices of his pain, he gave people too many good memories in that glorious era, so that people will not always be burdened in the future. staggering forward with regret.
I can't forget the European Cup in 1988, when he caught the ball and turned around and made a false shot, which really challenged Adams's graceful lightness; I can't forget the Champions Cup in 1989, when he rushed to the top in the penalty area and made the entire Bernabéu a deadly majestic atmosphere; I can't forget the Toyota Cup in 1990. He danced like a crane in the clouds, flashing the graceful stretch of the defender's calm lob.
In these decisive battles in pursuit of glory and dreams, it was Basten who used his life-threatening lore and flashes of creativity to write golden legends in the history books of the years.
However, when bursts of man-made "storms" whizzed by on the court, Basten, who was unique in the field, was no longer able to wield his invincible sharp edge. The cold steel nails were inserted into his ankles, as if they wanted to nail this court violence to the pillar of shame in history forever.
In the end, people could only watch helplessly, and this elegant dance drama that was about to usher in the climax came to a sad curtain call. This may be the most distressing "self-harm" in football itself.
"In fact, without football in life, you will find that you can live well.";
This is Basten's farewell message, just like his chic and calm style on the ball. From then on, he was like a hermit in the forest, living in seclusion, out of everyone's sight, as if he wanted time to dilute the traces of his love. He could have been the prince who lived in myths and legends forever, but no matter because of love or responsibility, after many years, he bravely chose to stand on the stage of kings who had rejected his talent, commanding a group of oranges. A young man in clothes, charged against the indelible ideals of the Dutch.
When the Dutch team once again launched an impact on the World Cup, Basten returned to the green with a brand-new identity. He sat quietly on the sidelines, wiped his sweat with a sponge, and encouraged the players calmly. He was once again counted camera and eye-following.
The former Prince of the Green Ballet, today's young marshal of the Oranje, no matter whether the team he leads scores goals or not, wins or loses, he is always so stern, and seems to see through all gains and losses. After all the agonizing wait and suffering from illness, what else could haunt him on the pitch?
**In the intoxicating orange, it is Basten's swaying and elegant figure, interpreting the magnificence of football offensive like a tide; immersed in the red and black blending dream and reality, it is Basten Shining the light of the stars, reflecting the colorful colors of football.
Time flies, ten years have passed, how many meandering feelings have been straightened out into plain and straightforward memories by him, but in the minds of Milan fans, there is always a tall and elegant figure flashing.
Now when the commentator actually compared Degan with their eternal idol and eternal pain, the Milan fans felt a kind of anger from the bottom of their hearts.
They don't like Degan, although Degan can bring a lot of goals, they just don't like Degan, they like that kind of elegant players, elegant football gentlemen like Basten, Rui Costa, Kaka, And Digan, in their eyes, is just a thug.
The record mentioned by the commentator was exactly Basten's Serie A match on March 1, 1992, on behalf of AC Milan. AC Milan defeated Atlanta 3:1 at home. All the goals of the Legion, and these 3 goals only occurred in just 6 minutes.
After scoring a penalty kick in the 34th minute, the Dutch scored two consecutive goals in the 36th and 40th minutes, completing a hat-trick. The Rossoneri eventually became the league champions of the season, thanks to Van Basten's high scoring rate of 25 goals in 31 games. It is worth mentioning that in Milan's 4-0 victory over Gothenburg in the UEFA Champions League group match more than 8 months later, the Dutchman once again efficiently scored 3 goals in 10 minutes. It seems that the Sonic hat is commonplace for him .
Let thugs like Degan break the halo of their idols, Milan fans who regard themselves as noble, feel as if they have been insulted, they keep booing in front of the TV, if smashing the TV can end Degan's performance, They will do so without hesitation.
Of course Degan can't hear those boos, he just wants to score goals, he wants to let everyone see his value, especially Ancelotti, the middle-aged fat man who ignores him, he wants to be ruthless Smack that fat face.
After scoring the goal, Degan rushed in front of Ancelotti again. This time he didn't raise his arms and shout to vent his dissatisfaction, but just spread his hands calmly, as if telling Ancelotti Lottie: Check it out! If I play, everything is so simple!
The game restarted, and the Ascoli players who were unwilling to lose a point launched a counterattack. Losing one is a loss, and losing two is also a loss. In this case, there is nothing to keep.
When Ascoli attacked, the defensive line behind them would naturally be a lot more open, and the opportunities that Digan got were naturally easier.
Sure enough, Nesta stole the ball and drove the ball to the front court with a big foot. Degan looked at the trajectory of the ball and rushed towards the left. Before the opponent's defender, he stopped the ball with his chest and then turned around suddenly The body leaned against the opponent's player and accelerated forward.
The Milan fans in front of the TV suddenly became nervous. At this time, it was less than five minutes since Degan scored the first goal. If Degan~~~~~~
They didn't dare to imagine anymore, they could only hiss in vain, hoping that this would disturb Digan, but in vain it could only be in vain.
Degan, who has been suppressed for a long time, needs to be released, and scoring goals is undoubtedly the best way, and no one can stop him at this time.
Ascoli's defender wanted to step forward to block, but Digan flicked the ball lightly, and then accelerated again. When the Ascoli's defender turned around, all he saw was Deegan's back was left.
"Stop him!"
Coppola shouted hoarsely, but it was of no avail. Ascoli's entire defense line had already started to tremble under Degan's madness. They could do nothing but become the best footnote of Degan's madness. .
Entering the penalty area, Coppola pounced, but was dunked lightly by Digan, and then faced the empty goal and shot.
The record has been refreshed!
It took Basten six minutes to complete the hat-trick, and now Degan has advanced this record by fifty-six seconds!
"God! It's unbelievable. I think Ancelotti should think about it now. The value of such a crazy player far exceeds the impact of his unruly personality on the team. Now Who else stands in front of Degan, yes, there is Tommy Rose!"
Who is Tommy Rose?
One can find the answer in the Guinness Book of World Records: Holder of the fastest hat-trick in the history of international football.
In a match between Ross County and Naini County on November 28, 1964, Ross, who was only 18 years old, scored 3 goals in 90 seconds, helping the team beat the opponent 9:1. But because there was no official timekeeper on the course at the time, Rose's feat was not recognized until 40 years later, and was included in the Guinness Book of World Records. Performing a hat-trick within 90 seconds may become an unprecedented record, and Rose himself firmly believes in this.
Of course, now there is a person who may be able to surpass him——Digan!
Only a crazy person like him can accomplish this kind of crazy thing.
After Degan scored a goal, he did not rush to show off in front of Ancelotti again this time. Degan has chosen to ignore that narrow-minded fat boy.
right! Just ignore!
I can ignore you, now let's see how you ignore me!
The Milan players wanted to rush over to celebrate with Digan, but they all stopped. Under everyone's gaze, Digan ran to the stands and opened his arms towards Avril who was cheering.
Avril Lavigne was taken aback when she saw this, but quickly realized it, and then cheered, and suddenly made a more crazy move. She actually jumped from the stands and threw herself into Digan's arms.
"Amazing! Awesome!"
Avril was in Degan's arms, still yelling.
Digan hugged Avril, smiled, and said: "This time, I can't go anymore!"
Avril Lavigne looked at Digan with a smile, and said: "Idiots will leave!"
Under the witness of more than 20,000 people, the two of them can be regarded as lovers who finally got married. Kaka watched from behind and couldn't help smiling.
Ambrosini walked to Kaka's side at this time, with an unbelievable expression, said: "This is simply crazy, a hat-trick, scoring a goal is as simple as eating and drinking for this lunatic! "
The only one who is unhappy now is probably Ancelotti. He chose to ignore Digan and tried his best to suppress this bastard who made him unable to step down, but in the end, he needed Digan to stand up and save his life.
This is simply a great irony.
Tassotti smiled and said: "Don't think too much, Carlo! You are the head coach, he is the player, all you need to see is Rod's football talent!"
Ancelotti looked at Tassotti, frowned, and said after a while: "No! Mauro! This matter is not over yet!"
Tassotti was taken aback, and could only shake his head helplessly. The war between Digan and Ancelotti was the last thing he wanted to see.
"Record! Degan broke the record for the fastest hat-trick in Serie A created by Mark Van Basten. Now Degan can match any legendary player in history. Perfect! A perfect hat-trick, Degan relied on With one blow, they defeated Ascoli! Perhaps the Ascoli people have not figured it out until now, just five minutes ago, they were the winners, but five minutes later, they were on the side of the losers. One side!"
The Milan fans in front of the TV were immediately dissatisfied, but even though they were dissatisfied, they had to admit that Digan's hat-trick was really beautiful, very beautiful and impeccable.
Digan still doesn't know about the record. He is holding Avril with one arm, standing in the rainstorm, and waving his arm vigorously towards the swarming reporters.
Don't think that you can defeat Lao Tzu, since Lao Tzu stands here, he will always be the winner!
Humble reptiles, salute your king now!