Chapter 159: Three minutes and fourteen seconds(2/2)
So at the corner flag, he stepped on the football and then held back the defender Kabo who was coming, preventing him from intercepting the ball.
As for Cabo, he pushed forward desperately, and reached out to draw the ball from behind. The two of them refused to give in to each other and fought in the corner flag area. The booed the Metz fans and some neutral fans in the stands, who were angry at this blatant act of delaying time.
The balance was quickly broken by Chu Zhongtian who was coming. He hit Alves from behind. The opponent fell to the ground and touched the football out of the bottom line. At the same time, he raised his hand and signaled the opponent to the sideline who was right next to him to foul.
But the border lie indifferent.
The referee was also indifferent.
In fact, Chu Zhongtian's collision was really a foul, but Alves's behavior before this was obviously a waste of time, so the referee Busaka chose to ignore Chu Zhongtian's foul.
The caddies on the scene were not Metz or Sevilla's young players, they were completely neutral. Out of sympathy for the weak, they supported Metz more. So the football came out of the baseline, and the caddies had already thrown the football from outside the billboard to goalkeeper Winby.
The caddie hopes Mess can cheer up and continue to attack and not give up easily.
Winby did not accept the kindness of the caddie, and he felt that the team had already lost. Just as he shook his head and placed the football, then stepped back and prepared to kick the ball with big feet, he heard Chu Zhongtian's rapid shout: "Winby! Winby!"
He saw Chu Zhongtian constantly hooking his hands outside the penalty area and asking him for the ball.
The expression on his face was a little anxious, and he was still looking back.
Wenbi didn't know what Chu Zhongtian was going to do, but was there any better idea besides handing over the football to him?
So he gave up the idea of kicking off with big feet and kicked the football to Chu Zhongtian.
At the same time Chu Zhongtian received the ball, the time on the big screen on the game scene jumped to 93 minutes.
※※※Mathilde suddenly stopped shouting or singing, and put down his waving arms. She changed her way to cheer for Chu Zhongtian. She put her hands in front of her mouth and prayed to God.
Almighty Lord, if you can hear my voice, please lower the oracle and guide him the road of hope...※※※Alves has no strength anymore. He originally wanted to run back slowly. But when he turned his head, he saw Chu Zhongtian receiving the ball in front of the penalty area, and then accelerated to drive the ball forward. The direction of the ball he was carrying was his own side corridor!
"Damn it! How much energy do you have?" He cursed, gritted his teeth and ran back.
In Chu Zhongtian's opinion, Alves's move to run up just to protect the ball this time was really stupid and unnecessary - he didn't know that Alves wanted to score another goal at the beginning.
Now, after he inserted it, there was a huge gap behind him. Compared to Sevilla's airtight defense line before, it was like opening a sunroof... If you can't catch it, there would be no chance!
Chu Zhongtian ran wildly with the ball, and Alves chased him relentlessly. As long as he was allowed to approach Metz No. 8, he would definitely put a shovel from behind without hesitation. Even if he was taking a red card, he would have to stop the opponent! Of course, he knew what the gap behind him meant to his opponent, so he could not let the opponent use it no matter what.
In such a fierce running, Alves felt as if his throat was about to be torn - he was too tired. His lungs were burning and his steps were getting heavier. His speed gradually slowed down.
Then I could only watch Chu Zhongtian's back running further and further.
Chu Zhongtian continued to dribble the ball until he saw Marty crossing in front of him, and then passed the ball to Matthew Valbuena.
After passing the ball, Chu Zhongtian did not stop running, and he changed direction and continued to move forward from the ribs.
Valbuena passed the ball to Chu Zhongtian and did not drive the ball himself.
Chu Zhongtian, who got the ball, suddenly stopped suddenly and used the outer instep of his right foot to move the ball inside, so he dodged away from Paulson, who was waiting in front to throw himself into the trap.
He also changed the straight line to a horizontal wheel band.
Maresca blocked the inside and did not give him a chance to shoot. At the same time, Navarro also wanted to come up to assist in the defense. It would be impossible to let this person dribble the ball so easily at the front of his penalty area, and it is necessary to add pressure to him.
Menez glanced at Navarro who was running out of the penalty area. He was originally in the middle, but now he suddenly turned from the middle and ran to the left.
He and Chu Zhongtian crossed in the direction. When the two of them ran to the overlapping point in parallel, Chu Zhongtian suddenly used his right foot to pass the ball to the left where he was moving in the opposite direction... With an unexpected pass, the ball passed through Maresca and Escud, and was caught by Menez who ran behind the defense line.
Because Alves rushed to the front and had not had time to return to defense, there was no defensive player here. After receiving the ball, Menez adjusted and turned his body towards the goal.
"Beautiful pass--" commentators from all over the world who were responsible for commenting on the game were excited.
After Menez adjusted his direction, he continued to dribble the ball in. Goalkeeper Palop attacked, defenders Escud and Navarro threw down their original defense and rushed towards him.
Menez tilted his body against Palop, raising his foot and shooting!
Palop fell to the ground and rushed towards the near corner of the goal, but the football flew past his feet, making a less obvious arc, and flew towards the far corner of the goal!
Everyone stood up from their seats and watched the football go around goalkeeper Palop's feet and fly into the goal behind him... The excited smiles on the faces of Seville's substitutes disappeared. Mathilde kept praying. Belmont gritted his teeth, widened his eyes, and looked into the field with his fists. Legov's heart had stopped beating, but he didn't care. He just stared at the TV screen, and nothing else mattered.
After passing the ball, Zhongtian ran two more steps before stopping, then tilted his head and let his eyes go around Maresca. He looked at Menez's shot. He gasped. He couldn't tell whether it was sweat or raindrops falling down like falling line beads, but they only dripped halfway and stopped in the air. Even the rain line in the sky solidified, maintaining a still posture. The rain curtains that the football flew through the low altitude in front of the goal had not yet closed, leaving a clear trajectory in the rain line.
Time solidified in this second.
This is the 3:14th second of injury time, and the 93:14th second of the entire game.
Even if there is no god, Buddha, no hope, and no love in this world, at least there is a man who will never give up.
Chapter completed!