Chapter 228 That proud smile(1/2)
A two-to-two score means a failure of the entire season for AC Milan.
AC Milan had to score a goal, and they launched a fierce attack. AC Milan, who was forced into a desperate situation, burst out with huge combat power, and they even made Inter Milan, who had one more man fighting, breathless.
"…A Milan team is crazy! They attack desperately."
"They are kicking with all their lives!"
Zanetti was dribbling the ball. He looked up at the front of him. At this moment, Kaka came out from the side and tackled fiercely, causing the Inter Milan captain to take the ball away!
"Kaka! Fraud in time!"
"This foul should be red card!"
After completing this tackle, Kaka twitched on the ground with his legs in his arms, and he had cramps. However, in order not to delay the game, he supported his body with both hands and dragged one of his legs to crawl out of the field. He waved his hand and shouted loudly, signaling his teammates not to worry about him!
Of course the referee did not allow this situation, and he stopped the game!
"I'm fine!"
Kaka glared at the referee with red eyes, then roared, and with the help of the substitute player on the sidelines, he dragged him out of the court with red eyes!
At this time, Kaka hated his selfishness before. If he passed the ball to Zhang Yang, he might have scored. He wouldn't have to work so hard like now but still don't know what the future will be.
Although Kaka didn't say it, she felt very guilty, so the Brazilians worked so hard to make up for the mistake just now.
"Fuck!!" Zhang Yang felt his nose sore! He shouted!
"There is still time! Don't give up!"
"Continue to fight!"
Everyone is crazy!
Kaka, who has always been considered the most star in AC Milan team, worked so hard, which greatly stimulated everyone in AC Milan team!
In the San Siro box, Kaka's wife Caroline clasped her hands, tears in her eyes.
The director captured this scene, and this shot became one of the most precious and touching memories in Milan Derby history.
fighting!
Changyang's eyes are red!
He hates himself!
He felt that he was not performing well enough!
When the team needed someone to score the most, they did not have the performance of being worthy of the jersey on them!
Just give up like this?
After a season of hard work, just empty-handed?
No!
What a joke?!
I'm going to fight to the end!
I'm here to win the championship!
It’s not just watching the mortal enemies in the city celebrate!
The competition has completely entered a white-hot stage.
In a fight, Vieira tackled in midfield and Gattuso at the same time, and both of them fell to the ground at the same time.
The referee's whistle sounded, and Gatuso was awarded a foul and Inter Milan's free kick.
Gattuso was injured, but in order not to waste the game, he limped to the sidelines.
AC Milan fans in the San Sironan stands burst into thunderous applause, cheering for the fighting spirit of AC Milan players such as Gattuso.
Figo's free kick hit the wall and bounced out, and Brokey kicked the ball to Pirlo.
When Pirlo received the ball, he thought about what to do. He directly made a long pass to attack.
Almost as Pirlo passed the ball, Zhang Yang began to accelerate.
Vieira started almost at the same time as Zhang Yang, but the French midfielder was soon far surpassed by Zhang Yang.
"Bastard! He should have committed a foul at the first time!" Mancini said angrily. He replaced Vieira and asked Vieira to defend Zhang Yang. Vieira had just come on the court and had no yellow cards on her body. He could use tactical fouls without any scruples when necessary. Who would have thought that Vieira seemed a little arrogant and actually competed with Zhang Yang for speed.
Zhang Yang stopped the football with his chest, then pulled and dunked the football, and Chiwo, who was able to make up for the position, came up to intercept the ball, but he pushed the football back again and dribbled the ball around from the side.
"Oh oh oh! Zhang Yang! He broke through!"
"Damn it! Stop him!!" Cesar shouted loudly, directing the team's defense.
Matrazi rushed up and shoveled down to Zhang Yang without hesitation.
"Be careful--" Cesar originally wanted to shout, be careful that Zhang Yang would pretend to fall and cheat the penalty kick, because Matrazi's tackle was very good. If Zhang Yang fell to the ground with the trend, the referee would really be able to award the penalty kick.
Scam a penalty?
Zhang Yang never wanted to cheat the penalty kick at all. He was able to score the football by himself, so why did he cheat the penalty kick?!
He tweaked the football outside with his right foot, then jumped up immediately and dodged past Matrazi's sliding shovel, then landed on the ground, swung his right foot, and shot towards the football!
Volleys far corner!
Zhang Yang's shot angle was very tricky, and there was a clear arc in the air. Although Cesar had tried his best to save the ball, he still couldn't touch the football. He could only turn his head in despair in the air and watch the football fly to the goal behind him...
“GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAL!”
"Zhang Yang! Zhang Yang-GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA
"Beautiful goal! Amazing goal! Great goal!"
"Zhang Yang! He scored a goal! This is his 35th goal in the Serie A this season! He has set his goal record again! However, maybe this young man has no time to consider these things now. This goal may bring them a league championship!"
"Three to two! AC Milan once again overtook the score! Zhang Yang scored his second goal today!"
"Scoring twice! Shocking! Great blow!"
Many commentators on the scene were so excited by this goal that they were almost crazy!
"Three to two!"
"Zhang Yang - he scored twice - this is a goal that may determine the league championship this season - cheer for him!"
"Listen to the cheers of San Siro Stadium--!"
"Zhang Yang! Zhang Yang! Zhang Yang! Zhang Yang!!!"
"Long live - Zhang Yang!"
"Long live Zhang Yang!"
"Long live Milan - long live Zhang Yang - long live!"
"Long live - Zhang Yang!"
This is the voice of Milan fans of San Siro's team. It has become the only voice of Milan fans in the world at this time, even the entire Milan City.
After finishing the shot, after seeing the football enter the net, Zhang Yang started running with a scream. His teammates rushed up and wanted to stop him. No one could stop him. He broke through the siege and rushed to the stands like crazy. Then, he knelt there, looked at the stands, lifted up his jersey, revealing the words on it:
Dedicated to my beloved relatives!
Zhang Yang learned to be smart this time, and he only lifted the jersey in half. The referee is not very good at playing cards like this.
At this moment, I seemed to see my father and elder brother in the stands, and I saw them with the others around me, and they were there, and everyone was shouting at his name.
"Zhang Yang! Zhang Yang! Zhang Yang!"
"Long live - Zhang Yang!"
"Long live Zhang Yang!"
He felt the earth shaking!
In the stands at San Siro Stadium, Milan fans felt that the cheers could no longer vent their emotions. Everyone jumped up and stomped their feet hard!
"Boy, still run?"
"Haha, Zhang!"
“This ball is awesome!”
"Thank you, Zhang!"
The teammates finally surrounded them, and they finally caught the boy who made them crazy!
Zhang Yang sat on the ground. He looked up, looked at these teammates, looked at these familiar faces, and their excited smiles. He laughed and just lay on the ground!
Then, the Chinese young man shouted at the top of his lungs, "If you have the guts, just crush me to death - haha!"
In the stands, Zhang Dahai glanced at his dad, "Dad, are you crying?"
"Farting, it's sand that goes into your eyes."
Zhang Dahai laughed, "My dad is still like this, just cry. What's wrong with crying in front of his son?"
Turning his head, Zhang Dahai wiped tears from the corners of his eyes. Seeing his brother's outstanding performance, Zhang Dahai was happier than anything else. He felt that his efforts were worth it!
To be continued...