World Cup of Great Powers

Chapter 183 Kicking in Your Own Way
"What's the matter, is this not allowing a goal?"

"Don't talk nonsense, it's offside!"

"What is offside, why didn't I see it? This obviously prevents us from scoring!"

"Come on Chinese team, come on Chinese team!"

"Looks like it's time for overtime."

"I didn't play very well today, it seems that I was really affected."

"How can you play this? The referees are all with the American guys!"

Netizens cursed and cursed, but there was nothing they could do.

Outside the camera, Ma Yuanan on the sidelines was also in a state of desperation.

The whole game obviously created several good chances, and they also scored goals.

The players from both sides surrounded the referee tightly, and the assistant coach of the women's football team rushed to hold Zeng Zheng, asking him to use English to put pressure on the fourth official.

Zeng Zheng nodded after hearing this, and Ma Yuanan instantly understood the basic tactics of overtime.

Seeing that Sun Wen had already started running, although the Americans who pressed the "treasure" on Sun Wen also held their breath, they were secretly happy.

At such a critical moment, the players didn't want to ask their own coach for advice, but to ask an "outsider".

Soon, the first half of overtime also passed.

"Coach Ma doesn't allow you to attack?"

The men's football team needs him to be a coach, but the women's football team really doesn't need this.

"I just wish the players good luck!" Zeng Zheng smiled.

It's all played to this time, and there is no need to save physical fitness.

When Pu Wei ran back to the field, he looked at Ma Yuanan, who was suffocating, and Zeng Zheng comforted him: "Coach Ma, the team members are just trying to comfort their hearts, to comfort them in their hearts."

The next moment, the soles of the US defender's shoes also rushed over horizontally, rubbing directly against Sun Wen's heels.

In fact, from the beginning he positioned himself as a "consultant".

As the last player to take a free kick, Sun Wen seems to have no choice but to kick it.

Without saying a word, the players returned to the court again under the urging of the referee.

1 is better than 1!

"Zhang Ouying!!!"

I just don't want to chat with him on this topic.

When the players returned to the court again, Zeng Zheng turned his head and saw Ma Yuanan who was looking at him from the side.

Turn around and pull horizontally, shaking left and right to get rid of two defenders in a row.

Looking at the point pointed by the referee, Scully suddenly realized.

Although there are still five or six minutes before the end of the game, the US team, which has one less player on the field, has made up its mind to defend to the death.

When a red card was lit up, tens of thousands of Chinese fans burst into cheers.

After passing Scully, Sun Wen suddenly looked up.

It's the last 15 minutes.

With a glance like a scalpel, this kick cut through the US team's defense in an instant.

Seeing Ma Yuan'an leave, Zeng Zheng turned his attention to the screen again.

"It was a pity that the goal was scored!"

But this is their home field after all.

"Xiao Zeng, you. Hey, okay, maybe I'm thinking too much."

Such a result is indeed discouraging.

"Overtime, you need to concentrate!"

You ask me this now, isn't it an afterthought?
"There's nothing to add." Zeng Zheng was still very sophisticated, "Coach Ma, what you said is what I wanted to say."

"Remember, try to get the ball to their penalty area as much as possible!"

She frantically rushed to the penalty area of ​​the US team, vowing to complete the goal.

Both coaches focus on defense and dare not be easily seized by their opponents.

"I know, I know." Ma Yuanan nodded slightly.

red card!

Additional wool?
The players are all back on the court, what else can I add?

Move forward!
Go a little further!
Get as close to the opponent's restricted area as possible!
At this moment, there was only one thought in Sun Wen's mind.

After a face-to-face meeting, Sun Wen pushed his left and right feet continuously, and an extremely gorgeous fried meatball appeared on the Rose Bowl.

What else can I say?

The ball did not fly into the sky as they imagined.

With a strong elbow, Sun Wen, who fell forward to the ground, quickly got up.

"The American guy's trick of abandoning the car to protect the handsome man is a lot of fun!" Zeng Zheng smiled wryly.

"Penalty, penalty!!!" Ma Yuanan shouted excitedly.

"Why is it defensive again!"

"Beep!!!"

Women's football can win the championship on its own strength!

Ma Yuanan sighed, looked at the time, and left the sidelines.

If you don't want to take a penalty kick with the opponent, you must make good use of this free kick opportunity!
Not far from the ball, six American players stood in a row.

"Protest! We must protest to FIFA!"

"After getting the ball in the backcourt, pass the ball to Sun Wen as much as possible, and let Sun Wen go and play by himself!"

"How to play in normal training, how to play now!"

"Coach Ma, my eye drops are specially designed to relieve eye fatigue!"

Suddenly, I found that not only did my left leg not lift up, but my body also fell forward uncontrollably.

No. 14 Joey, who had just shoveled, and No. 4 Carla, who came to replace him, were raising their right arms at the moment, looking at the referee, trying to explain.

A word to awaken the dreamer.

Looking at the bustling players on the field, everyone tensed up, waiting for the referee's verdict.

But because of one or another problem, either the goal was not scored in the end, or the goal was blown.

At this moment, the whole rose bowl boiled.

Before Ma Yuan'an could open his mouth, he heard the young general born in 80 shout loudly.

As everyone expected, Sun Wen's right foot hit the ball firmly with the arch of his right foot.

After Liu Ying ran over the ball, Liu Ailing also started quickly.

In the 111th minute, Sun Wen, who was on the forward line, returned to the midfield to receive the ball.

Not only the coach of the US team, but almost all Americans have this idea.

But in the next second, everyone was stunned.

Breonna Scully, born in 19719, is a black girl with dreadlocks.

"Hmph! What else are you looking at? This ball must be played by No. 9!"

"Brother Zeng, it's the second half of overtime, do you think I should attack?"

The red card was also given, and the goalkeeper was also sent off.

Zeng Zheng deliberately pretended not to understand, and then took out a bottle of eye drops produced by the system from his pocket.

But the next second, she was stopped by her teammates.

"Just kick normally!"

Based on his understanding of the current women's football, as long as the team has the three points of anticipation of the final, physical reserve, and preparation for the extra game, it will not be a problem to win against the United States.

The referee's decision has taken effect.

At this juncture, those of them who are coaches can only look forward to the individual performance of the players.

This kind of free kick directly attached to the penalty area line has higher requirements on the kicker's feet.

Using this half-second time, Sun Wen kicked the ball far away again.

"Gao Hong is too busy!"

In order to save time, Zeng Zheng also stood up at this moment, and "slowly" sent Sun Wen to the sidelines.

Empty door?

The result was that the US team forward almost fell in the penalty area of ​​the Chinese team, and the possession of the ball was cut off;
The Chinese team's attack ended with Zhang Ouying's ridiculous long shot.

"Is this referee too unprofessional?"

At this moment, the entire Rose Bowl was full of noise.

Zeng Zheng took the fastest time to sort out his thoughts, and immediately said:
"In this way, you can find a teammate who can run and pass the ball to cooperate with you."

Ma Yuanan took Zeng Zheng's eye drops and returned to the sidelines.

"Sun Wen, Sun Wen!!!"

Swish!
The Chinese team No. 13 ran over the ball lightly, and the US team did not respond at all.

No one can attack and no one can kick out.

If the Chinese team wins a penalty during this time period, it will be tantamount to killing the game.

In the blink of an eye, Sun Wen had rushed to the ball.

Pfft! ! !
"Beep!!!"

"Your eyelids are jumping? Maybe it's because you didn't sleep well last night?"

Looking at Zeng Zheng's blinking eyes, Sun Wen's eyes lit up.

Looking at the backs of the players, Ma Yuanan came to Zeng Zheng for the first time since the start of the game.

"Others respond and wait for Sun Wen to create an opportunity."

Facing the girl from Shanghai who was rushing towards him, the goalkeeper of the US team, Scully, resolutely abandoned the door immediately.

The US team used the last substitution quota to replace a forward with a substitute goalkeeper.

"Defense is fine, after all, it's the golden ball system."

But just don't give you a penalty.

Sure enough, not long after, the referee blew the whistle ahead of time to end the game.

"The closer the better, the closer the better!"

Facing Liu Ailing, several American team members jumped up subconsciously.

Ma Yuanan also lost his temper.

Then I am not wronged by this red card!
Seeing the referee's final penalty, the fans were extremely disappointed.

The substitute goalkeeper in front of the goal also opened his eyes wide, ready to "dedicate himself" to the ball flying across the wall at any time.

"Oh! Almost!"

"What's the situation? How is it a free kick? It's obviously a penalty kick!"

In front of her was the empty gate of the US team.

Direct free kicks are not as close as possible.

After taking a few photos of the scene and posting them online, Zeng Zheng became a bystander again.

"Do you understand everything?"

After the start of the second half of overtime, players from both sides tentatively played a wave of offensive.

The sound of falling to the ground and the whistle sounded at the same time.

"Xiao Zeng, do you think there is anything else you want to add?"

Taking advantage of the one minute or so when the team members came to the sidelines to replenish water, Ma Yuanan's mouth was like a machine gun, and he picked out the most important things he wanted to say and said them in a series.

"Defend well, and then look for offense."

"Fight!!!"

He is not the head coach, or even a member of the coaching staff, so he cannot remind and command the players in the way of Qianli Transsion.

The remaining three players also squeezed into every corner of the penalty area and participated in the defense.

The whole stadium exploded.

Amid the cheers of the fans at the scene, it was Sun Wen who touched the ball first with the toe of his right foot.

He is going to start preparing for overtime and even the next penalty shootout.

"Don't be nervous, just kick normally!"

"Black whistle, proper black whistle!"

After this attack, the two sides returned to the stage of midfield offense and defense in the first half of overtime.

"Lao Mi is still not convinced, they can't beat us at all!"

Only Sun Wen was left before the ball!

Not a penalty?

"Why do I feel a little overwhelmed?"

"Sun Wen, Sun Wen!!!"

Sun Wen's three steps turned into two, and ran to Zeng Zheng's side.

Sun Wen gritted his teeth and ran as fast as he could.

After Sun Wen staggered a step, he was about to fall subconsciously.

The referee who followed all the way was also a little confused.

At the moment when the ball touched the ball, six American players leaped high, desperately intercepting the ball with their bodies.

Replenish?

After reacting, Sun Wen subconsciously raised his leg and shot.

It is enough to see Zeng Zheng's status in the hearts of women's football girls.

She's strong, explosive, and has a great jumping ability.

"I see, Coach Zeng, I'll tell Sister Wen right away."

Sun Wen's move greatly exceeded the expectations of the people present.

If it was his own side who got such a free kick at the last moment, it must have been taken by Hamm.

As soon as the halftime whistle blew, the players came to the sidelines to replenish water, and Ma Yuanan still repeated those few words.

The Chinese women's football team, which has long been prepared in terms of physical reserves, will be able to fight even in overtime.

Zeng Zheng is not stupid.

The tricks are exhausted, and the cards are exhausted.

Ma Yuanan nodded immediately.

Just when the US team thought that Sun Wen was going to make a breakthrough, the ball was knocked horizontally to Liu Ailing's feet.

The US team goalkeeper was sent off!
Scully took off her gloves angrily, and took a step forward, as if she wanted to have a real-life PK with the referee.

Compare with your own No. 9 star Hamm.

Now, it only depends on the willpower of the players.

"Honghong, everything is up to you!"

During this period, three Chinese girls, Liu Ailing, Sun Wen and Liu Ying, stood in front of the ball and seemed to be discussing who would take the penalty.

He also knows.

Because Sun Wen's nickname is - Maradona in a skirt!
Is there anyone in the world who can guard against Maradona?
the answer is negative!

"Pre-match predictions are all bullshit, the girls need to regain their confidence!"

No one expected that Sun Wen would get up again the moment he fell to the ground.

The latter stepped on the ball lightly, and while pulling it to the right, he saw the opportunity and sent a straight kick in front of Sun Wen.

There was no winner in regular time.

"Coach Ma, instead of worrying about whether the ball is a penalty, it's better to arrange how to kick the ball!"

Hearing Pu Wei's yelling, Zeng Zheng and Ma Yuan'an looked at each other, extremely embarrassed.

At this moment, Pu Wei also happened to run to the sidelines.

Just about to blow the whistle, when he saw this, he immediately stretched his hand forward to signal the game to continue.

A piercing pain instantly hit the soles of his feet.

The referee blows his whistle.

This golden ball overtime, which was originally used to motivate the players of both sides to attack, made the game even more dull because of the rules.

"I feel that the attack is not firm, it should be behind!"

"China team, enter one! China team, enter one!!"

Due to official reasons, Ma Yuanan could not ask Zeng Zheng in public.

"Oh, Brother Zeng, put it on me!"

"Then make wall pass passes with teammates, and then look for opportunities to break through."

Being able to make such smooth fried balls in high-speed dribbling is difficult even for male players in football today.

"Look, I guessed it right, it must be the number 9 to play!"

"If you can't catch the ball, you should retreat to the midfield first, and take the initiative!"

"You can't make waves by yourself."

"Gao Hong is too fierce!"

Hearing Zeng Zheng's reply, Pu Wei nodded without even looking at Ma Yuan'an.

In other words, Ma Yuan'an himself deliberately hid behind the team members.

But Sun Wen and other players don't care about this.

"Coach Zeng, Coach Zeng, Sister Wen asked me to ask you how to play this ball!"

"Hey, it's so hanging, I almost fell in our restricted area!"

"It's so tragic!"

"Hoohoo! I'm a little out of breath."

At this moment, Sun Wen turned into a bolt of red lightning and rushed straight to the ball.

Zeng Zheng put his hands around his mouth to form a trumpet, and shouted loudly on purpose:

"Sun Wen rushed into the penalty area. You pulled her down outside the penalty area. Isn't this a penalty?"

"Sun Wen, can you still run?"

But at this moment, no one believed that she could stop Sun Wen who was running.

Fortunately, Liu Ailing, Sun Wen and others can run and dash.

Now that the game is played to this point, the players also need the coach to constantly use tactical goals to stabilize their minds.

"Press up, press down, hit her all over the face, charge, kill!"

On the contrary, the chubby black and white elf rolled straight into the penalty area against the turf and came to Liu Ying.

In these 15 minutes, not only did the Chinese women's football team fail to score a goal, but even the US women's football team on the opposite side did not make a decent attack.

Looking at the ball not far away, Sun Wen suddenly remembered Zeng Zheng's entrustment.

"Sun Wen single-handedly!!!"

His muddy arms propped up the turf in front of him.

Is it a free kick?

Fans and netizens cursed and shouted, making the backstage staff of Jiulang sweat profusely, and kept withdrawing some curse words.

If this goal is not scored, they will definitely use the bus to drag the game into a penalty shootout.

"Oh, but why does my right eyelid keep twitching?" Ma Yuan'an finally said what was in his heart.

So at this moment, all the defenders of the US team focused on Sun Wen in front of the ball.

Zeng Zheng glanced behind Sun Wen, and the team members had already surrounded Ma Yuan'an.

"If you want me to say, this game should be watched with 'spirit'!"

"Defense best first."

What can you do?

But this time, Liu Ailing also ran across the ball.

"Hmph, I knew it, she must be a cover!"

The white socks have been stained brown by mud and blood, but at this moment, in Sun Wen's eyes, there is only the gate of the US team.

The Chinese players also immediately gathered around and asked the referee for a penalty.

The fans are anxious, and so are the netizens.

When Joey and Kara reacted, Sun Wen had already caught up with the ball and rushed towards the penalty area of ​​the US team again.

"Be sure to do a good job of defense first."

At the end, Zeng Zheng pushed Sun Wen back into the arena with force.

"No, Coach Ma hopes to use my personal ability to seek a breakthrough, but I can't catch the ball alone!"

Liu Ying was the first to rush out.

"Do you know what I mean?"

"Sun Wen single-handedly!"

"Sun Wen passes the ball."

Before the commentator on the stage could say the next thing, Liu Ying, who received the ball, directly kicked up and shot towards the ball!

With such a short distance and such an abrupt shot, the American players around Liu Ying didn't react at all.

Swish! ! !
There was a sound of breaking through the air, and the ball went into the upper left corner of the goal in the blink of an eye.

(End of this chapter)