Green Field Eunuch

Chapter 111 The Young De Rossi
Rome, having survived the calamity, launched a full-scale attack.

Inter Milan quickly set up their defense, preventing Roma from launching an attack.

Dan Yongzhuo wasn't in a hurry. Without his skills, his role would be very limited. The best way was to stand in the opponent's penalty area and maybe get lucky and snatch something away.

As for retreating, given Inter Milan's current defensive intensity, it's difficult for them to get good shooting opportunities.

Moreover, Totti has already dropped back, and if I drop back too, there will be no one left in the penalty area. This wouldn't matter much in a regular game, but in this game, which is about the championship, Shan Yongzhuo must stay in the penalty area and try to get to the ball.

After all, he is still taller than Totti.

However, although Shan Yongzhuo didn't get many opportunities, Roma still managed to score.

Moreover, it was a stunning goal, scored by a player no one had expected.

In the 82nd minute, Totti had a chance to shoot from outside the box. His powerful shot was saved by Cesar, and Materazzi's clearance missed the target and went just outside the penalty area.

The ball fell high, and from that position, Mexes had a chance to shoot.

He leaped high into the air and unleashed a spectacular bicycle kick, sending the ball flying 25 meters into the top corner of the goal.

Cesar had no chance to react to the shot; in fact, no one could have imagined that Mexes would come from that position to perform a bicycle kick.

"The ball is in!"

“Mex! Philip Mex!”

"He broke the deadlock, Roma have taken the lead!"

"A spectacular overhead kick from 26 meters away, Mexes put on a brilliant show!"

The commentator shouted excitedly, and the Roma fans cheered wildly.

Mexes was ecstatic after scoring, waving his arms and running wildly around the field, letting out a deafening roar. This goal was crucial and could very well bring Roma a championship.

His teammates grabbed Mexes, pinned him down, and started playing a human pyramid.

"Philip, you're a fucking genius!"

"You son of a bitch! You have to treat us, you bastard!"

"Damn bastard, I fucking love you!"

"..."

Mexes managed to get up with great difficulty, his body aching from the weight, but he didn't care at all.

France's head coach, Domenech, was also in attendance for this match, primarily to observe Mexes. Therefore, Mexes was overjoyed after scoring, as he desperately wanted to participate in the South Africa World Cup.

Domenech has always disliked Italy and has a strong prejudice against players playing in Serie A, which is why Mexes has not been selected for the national team for a long time.

In the previous qualifiers, Mexes made it into the national team, but he made a mistake that led to Domenech's dissatisfaction with him, and he left the national team again.

Unfortunately, the French national team is severely lacking in central defenders, with only veteran Gallas being a reliable option. Domenech has no choice but to rely on Mexes' performance.

Now that Mexes has scored a goal and performed well throughout the game, he feels he should have a chance to make the national team.

After a period of celebration in Rome, the match resumed.

At this point, Inter Milan can no longer play a defensive counter-attacking strategy; they can only push forward aggressively in an attempt to equalize the score.

Inter Milan launched a furious attack.

It was indeed a frenzied attack. Roma retreated to the front line, and even Shan Yongzhuo, unusually, retreated to act as a moving stake. Everyone was full of fighting spirit because Roma was the leading side, and as long as they held on, they could win the championship.

Defense!

Hold on to the death!

Run and fight with all your might!
Even when feeling extremely tired and physically exhausted, they still pushed themselves to their limits and did their best to fight against their opponents.

Inter Milan launched a relentless attack, but Roma's united defense prevented them from creating any significant opportunities.

In the second minute of stoppage time, Inter Milan had their best chance yet – a perfectly positioned set piece, just twenty meters from the goal.

Sneijder took the free kick.

He took a low shot that went through the wall of players and headed straight for the near corner of the goal.

Sergio fell to the ground, using all his strength to save the ball.

A blue-black figure rushed towards the ball and slotted it into the empty net! Inter Milan fans were almost ready to stand up and cheer, but the next moment, a leg stretched out and blocked Milito's close-range shot out of bounds.

"Mex!"

"It's him again! He blocked Milito's sure goal, he did a great job!"

"Unbelievable Mexes! Domenech should have taken him to the World Cup!"

The commentator cheered loudly, while Mexes roared to the sky.

Inter Milan continued their attack, and time was ticking away.

Roma fans have already started the countdown.

Thirty seconds!
Ten seconds!

Five seconds!

With Sneijder's shot easily caught by Sergio, the referee blew the final whistle.

"The match is over!"

"Rome! Rome! Congratulations to Roma for defeating Inter Milan at home and winning the 2009-2010 Italian Cup!"

"They played exceptionally well. Shan Yongzhuo's goal helped the team equalize, and Mexes' goal and crucial defensive play in the final moments were also vital. They deserved to win!"

"They won their tenth Italian Cup title in club history; they are the absolute kings of the Italian Cup!"

"Congratulations to Rome, this night belongs to them. They're celebrating wildly, letting loose with abandon..."

"..."

Amidst the congratulatory cheers from the television commentators, the Roma players on the field erupted in celebration, vying to embrace each other, and some even waving wildly to the fans in the stands.

Inter Milan looked dejected. One by one, Inter Milan players left the field, some returning to the locker room, while others stood on the sidelines watching Roma celebrate.

Tonight, it's destined to be none of their business.

On stage, the awards ceremony soon began.

The Roma players went up on stage one by one to receive their awards, each of them receiving a medal.

The celebrations inside Rome were only just beginning after the awards ceremony.

The players posed for photos with the trophy and hugged their families.

Dan Yongzhuo was in a bit of an awkward position. As a single man, he could only stand with Mexes, whose family was still in France, and De Rossi, who was divorced, to celebrate.

However, Totti then walked over with his wife and daughter.

"Thank you, Dan!" Totti's expression was very sincere. "Before you leave, let's win the league title and the Europa League title."

"Okay." Shan Yongzhuo could only nod.

Mexes laughed and said, "Francisco, why don't you thank me? I'm the one who deserves the most credit for this game."

"You bastard, you're not leaving next season, are you?"

Totti rolled his eyes at him, hugged the two men separately, and left, leaving Shan Yongzhuo, Mexes, and De Rossi to return to the locker room arm in arm.

"Single, are you really leaving?" De Rossi suddenly asked.

Shan Yongzhuo remained silent.

"Danielle, what about you? Will you go to Real Madrid?" Mexes asked in return.

A determined look appeared in De Rossi's eyes. "I will stay. Francesco may retire soon, and I will stay as Roma's captain."

"Forehead……"

Shan Yongzhu gave a wry smile, but was too embarrassed to tell De Rossi.

Daniele, Daniele, you are still too young!

You actually believe that old geezer?
You'll probably have to wait many more years to become the team leader!

(End of this chapter)