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pitch maniac (Football)

---MTL alert--- The football player Gaudí transmigrated into the AC Milan player Digan, trained with the top team, participated in the World Cup, accompanied by beautiful women, and watched how he created a new miracle on the stadium! Watch the football player become a master in a second!

Alexxz · Người nổi tiếng
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Chapter 28

Chapter 28 Fight Back

At the start, Degan has been staring at Thuram, who is at the back of the Juventus defense line. He can be 100% sure that he is not offside. There is at least two body gaps between him and Thuram. .

A perfect anti-offside was misjudged, and the referee and the line referee were so righteous that Degan couldn't help feeling resentful, but in the end he endured it. He has enough troubles on his body now, and he is not afraid of getting into trouble. , but worried that if he caused trouble again, it would affect the team at that time.

"Don't take it to heart, misjudgments are normal in football matches! We still have a chance!"

Albertini was also very angry and had already negotiated with the referee, but he still wanted to comfort Degan. In this game, Degan is the protagonist. If the protagonist's mentality changes, the play will not be able to continue.

Digan didn't speak, just nodded with a dark face, but looked at the referee, full of resentment.

"The ball just now was indeed a misjudgment!" Even the on-site commentator at the Alpi Stadium had to admit in the face of the slow-motion replay, "But this is also the charm of football games. People are not extreme, as long as they are people, they will Mistake."

Charm your mother's head!

Digan cursed in his heart, what is charm? The opponent bowed his head and bowed his head. He won the game. This is called charm. A perfect anti-offside was hacked by the referee.

Shit!

But no matter what, things were already like this, even if Digan divided the referee's body, it wouldn't change, and the game still had to continue.

Capello once again made personnel adjustments, replacing Blasi, who performed poorly, and replaced Uruguayan striker Oliveira to strengthen the offense.

But a football game is not a group fight, you can win if you have more weapons. Juventus hoarded three forwards in the frontcourt, but because Ibrahimovic is a troublemaker, the efficiency is not very high. To his feet, it means the attack is over.

Conversely, because Juventus has one less midfielder, the interception ability is greatly reduced, and Atlanta is even more handy in counterattacks. Even if Nedved really has eight lungs, it is impossible to use them as four people. Fortunately, Juventus's defense is fairly stable, and Atlanta's several counterattacks were fruitless.

There was a stalemate between the two sides, and the score was still 2:2.

Capello also gradually became a little anxious. If he hadn't taken Ibrahimovic's self-esteem into account, he would have replaced the Swedish tall guy. Seven shots, only one hit the goal, and it was still weak. , Tabby even had time for a cup of coffee and a nap before going to the rescue.

At the 85th minute of the game, Capello made another adjustment. Trezeguet went off and Tacchinardi came in. This substitution basically declared that Capello gave up his mind and planned to accept a draw. up.

But at this moment, the situation on the field changed suddenly. Tacchinardi, who had just entered the field, successfully intercepted the ball in midfield and passed a long pass to Ibrahimovic.

The Juventus fans in the stands also stood up one after another, cheering loudly to cheer for the Swedes, as if the goal had been scored.

Mandolini jumped three feet in shock, rushed to the sidelines, and roared loudly: "Keep an eye on him! Keep an eye on that Swede!"

Ibrahimovic finally got a chance to perform, how can he just miss it, this opportunity is also very good, there are no defensive players in front of or around him, he has plenty of space to display.

Sarah chased back, but after persisting for so long, his physical strength also had problems, even if he tried his best, it was futile.

Seeing this, Natalie can only give up guarding Oliveira and come up to defend. If Ibrahimovic is smart enough, at this time, he only needs to pass the ball to let Oliveira directly Facing the goalkeeper.

It's a pity that the Swede's mind is so full of troubles now, that the dark and bright Oliveira didn't even appear in his field of vision.

Knowing that he was offside, the Uruguayan didn't see the bouncing little ball, so he could only helplessly spread his hands with embarrassment on his face.

"This idiot!" Capello cursed secretly, turned around and walked towards the bench. If he had a big sniper in his hand, he probably couldn't help but discount the legs of the Swedish Gao at this moment. up.

As soon as Capello turned around, he heard a whistle from the field, followed by thunderous cheers from the audience, and turned around quickly, and saw Ibrahimovic lying in Atlanta's penalty area, complaining to the referee What.

penalty! ?

"Penalty!"

The live commentator gave the answer.

The Atlanta players immediately surrounded him, especially Natalie, who brought down Ibrahimovic, with an innocent and shocked face.

"Mr. Referee, I admit that I did commit a foul, but the foul was outside the penalty area, and he threw himself in!"

The referee was indeed serious, and waved his hand to signal the Atlanta players to go away: "I can see very clearly that the foul happened inside the penalty area, I can see it very clearly!"

Natalie was irritated and yelled at the referee: "You saw a fart, you are killing our efforts, you made a big mistake!"

red card!

This time the referee's response was as quick as if it had been programmed in advance. Natalie originally had a yellow card, but now instead of two yellow cards turning into a red card, Natalie was directly expelled from the field with a red card.

"Damn it! You are partial, you are misjudging, you are killing our efforts, bastard! You are a bastard! You are a bastard!" Natalie roared out of control.

The game was coming to an end, and no one wanted to lose the game at this time, but a penalty from the referee turned all their hard work into nothing, making them look at themselves like a big joke.

Several Atlanta players stepped forward to push Natalie off the field, while Albertini stayed beside the referee and argued: "Mr. Referee, I was standing behind just now, but I can see clearly, where the foul was committed At least one meter away from the goal, this is not a penalty!"

The referee didn't even raise his head, but just wrote down something in his little notebook: "I said it, I saw it very clearly, this is a blocking foul, it happened in the penalty area, and what he said just now. It will be included in the race report too!"

There was no way to change things. Degan didn't step forward to pester him. He had already seen that the greatness of Juventus could burst out with dazzling light at this moment, blinding the eyes of that bastard referee.

Changing the penalty and canceling Juventus' penalty kick, that kind of thing can only happen to Diaosi, the Holy League, they have the halo of the protagonist on their bodies.

Ibrahimovic succeeded in his treachery, and stood up proudly, holding the football, indicating that he would personally take the penalty.

Standing on the penalty spot, Zlatan Ibrahimovic turned his head and smiled proudly at Deegan, clearly saying: I am the one who wins in the end!

Degan secretly clenched his fists and stared at Ibrahimovic. He knew that if the goal was scored, the game would be over, and no one wanted Atlanta to win.

The referee's whistle sounded, and Zlatan Ibrahimovic made a run-up push with a variable speed. Taibi was shaken and judged the wrong direction completely.

Atlanta's execution is imminent.

Boom!

Oh shit! Evil comes around!

Ibrahimovic also had an unbelievable expression on his face. Just now, he was too pursuing the angle of the ball, and he actually missed the kick. When he realized it, he wanted to rush to make a supplementary shot, but Rivalta was faster and rushed over. A big foot, the football kicked out of the penalty area.

Albertini quickly moved to the landing point of the football, and without turning around, he directly picked the ball. Digan understood it and ran forward.

This time it was not offside, and Thuram was still standing at the front of the penalty area. If this was considered offside, that bastard lineman would never have walked out of the Alpi Stadium alive.

Degan received the ball calmly. Juventus players were still in Atlanta's half, as if preparing to celebrate a goal. When Degan received the ball, there were no defensive players within five meters of him.

His speed was so fast that he rushed to the front of Juventus' penalty area in a few strides, leaving Thuram alone. Degan didn't play tricks, and directly changed direction and passed the ball. Thuram was surprised, but His old body couldn't keep up with Digan's rhythm, and he wanted to reach out to grab Digan's jersey, but he just grabbed the corner of the shirt, and fell to the ground in embarrassment.

After getting rid of Thuram, Degan immediately swung his legs. Before Buffon moved over, a big empty goal was in front of him. He couldn't miss such a good opportunity and volleyed.

The on-site narrator was dumb, but the narrator of the local TV station in Bergamo went crazy, with a long hiss, which was comparable to Pavarotti.

Black!

Black as you like!

Let's see if you can score a goal, and see if Atlanta can beat the mighty Juventus!

Zlatan Ibrahimovic was still standing in the penalty area, looking at Digan who was running to celebrate with a dark face. He missed a penalty, but was counterattacked by the opponent. The gap in his heart was too great.