Becoming a football god from Arsenal

Chapter 227: Crazy last 15 minutes! Crazy Maher! Play the victory song!!
"Another world-class goal!! The unrivalled Maher scored twice in the semi-finals! In just 42 minutes, he scored two goals!
"He is good at shooting with the outside of his foot, and he drew the most beautiful arc in the European Cup, just like a shooting star across the night sky!!
"Three to one! The French fans could no longer hold back. Not long after the German team narrowed the gap, Maher extended the lead to 2 goals!
"The finals seemed to be right before their eyes! They could already vaguely hear the matador dance music echoing in their ears!!"

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"Ciel! Ciel!!"

Deschamps proudly waved his right arm on the sidelines and saluted the French fans in the stands.

Breaking through the German team's defense three times in the first half and returning to the halftime break with a 3-goal lead was definitely a great motivation for the players!
"Hey now!"

Listening to the singing that resounded throughout the stadium, Deschamps smiled and started dancing, singing along involuntarily. His admiration for Maher was the same as that of the fans.

What kind of player can score goals in such a competition, scoring 5 goals in 8 games? !

so horrible!

Fortunately, he is a player of the French team. If he was a player of the German team or the Spanish team, they would never see the light of day!

"Speed ​​up! Fight for victory! Because no one shines as bright as you!"

If Deschamps didn't know that he would look ugly dancing, he would have wanted to dance crazily with some fans. It's a pity that he is not an old hunk like Wenger and Löw.

After celebrating with a group of assistant coaches, he secretly turned his gaze to the German team's bench in the distance to observe the opponent's current state.

Löw turned his back with one hand on his chin and the other hand, which had nowhere to put, poked into his trouser pocket. Next to him stood Germany's No. 10 Podolski, who looked disappointed.

Both of them looked heartbroken, as if they felt the situation was hopeless.

Deschamps felt a little more at ease. He wished he could lift his chin to the sky so that God could see his smile and laugh with him.

His appearance was soon captured by the camera and became a hot topic among commentators from all over the world.

"In the past few games, France conceded very few goals, and many people think this is because they are always lucky. If it weren't for luck, they would not only fail to beat Italy, but might even be eliminated in the group stage.

"But some fans think this is wrong and that the biggest problem of the French team is their weak attacking power.

"If it wasn't for Maher, they wouldn't even be able to score one goal per game.

"Many experts have expressed concerns about them. You have to understand that in a competition like the European Cup, every player's form fluctuates greatly. Even a strong player like Cristiano Ronaldo has only scored eight goals in three tournaments.

"These people have warned Deschamps that it would be best to practice a new offensive routine and recall Benzema, otherwise if Maher fails to perform, it will be difficult for the French team to break through the opponent's gate.

“But what about looking at it now?
"Perhaps Deschamps will pat his chest proudly and say to everyone, 'I just don't need to practice new routines, I don't need to recruit troublemakers, so you don't need to worry about it!

"Mael will never fail to shine, a versatile player like him can help the French team score one goal per game or even more!
“The team with him basically steps onto the field with a one-to-zero lead!
"This is his happiness, how can it be his trouble?
"Hasn't mankind been looking for simple solutions to problems throughout its long history? Now that he has found it, why not use it?
"Pass it to Mahel! Because as the Leaf Stadium is chanting right now, when he fires, you have no choice but to watch in admiration!"

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In the stadium, most of the German team's players had the same expression as Podolski, and only a few were clapping and encouraging their teammates.

Panic spread among everyone. Even Lahm, the captain of both Bayern and Germany, who is known for his tenacity, had a look of being dazed.

In such a high-standard and high-level competitive game, it is really unpleasant to concede a goal to the opponent every 15 minutes on average.

What’s even worse is that they found themselves without any good countermeasures. When Boateng was passed by Maher again and again, what could others do?

"Beep!"

After the restart, before the first half was over, the storm of public opinion on major social media platforms was ignited again. Countless German fans began to cyber-bully Boateng, and Hummels and Löw were also dragged into the storm.

This is certainly not good, but there is nothing you can do about it. When you are a public figure and perform so poorly in a big competition, this is what you will be treated like.

"'Top defender' Boateng!!" - This short sentence in deep red, symbolizing the hot search 'big explosion point', appeared on major platforms, attracting people to click on it.

"What is he doing?! Is he still asleep? Go home and sleep if you want to."

"Isn't his best position central defender? Put him at fullback to defend Mahel?!"

"I've said it before, people can't eat everything. Look, Loew had an adverse reaction, didn't he?"

"Hummels is like a god in one game and a ghost in another. He is usually very stable, but he easily loses his temper when facing a super striker and is easily dribbled past. Oh, can't you defend against him and kick him down?"

"You can't blame him for that. I saw it at the scene. Maher started too fast. He didn't have time to turn around. He didn't even have time to kick him!"

"Boateng and Hummels should be replaced quickly, they are obviously unable to hold on!"

"Replace who?"

"Anyway, it's Boateng. Doesn't everyone say he's a top defender? How come it's like this?!"

"Look at Podolski's expression. He even has admiration for his new teammate in his daze. I'm not saying that we can't have such emotions. I also admire Maher. But can we win first?"

"Come on, Maher, don't go in again!"

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“Beep! Beep—!”

When our eyes returned to the court, the first half of the game had ended and players from both sides were heading towards the tunnel.

"Yes!"

Maher secretly clenched his fist to celebrate. The lead at halftime was also very important. It would allow them to review the game with confidence and buffer and rest their bodies with their brains in an unusually relaxed state.

He had just taken two steps when Koscielny and Sagna hugged him on each side and walked off the field with him, chatting and joking with each other.
"You score too many goals, don't you? Have you ever considered sharing one with me and Sagna?"

"Yeah, the two of us haven't scored a goal yet, we're all waiting! Be generous and give us one!"

"How do you score? Why don't I tell you how I scored? Just dribble the ball past the person in front of you, and then shoot into the blind corner."

“Ah, ah!” The two waved their hands at Maher unhappily, making him burst into laughter. “Well, the goal will come when it’s due, don’t worry.”

Seeing that everyone else seemed to have entered the locker room, the three of them quickened their pace, gradually turning from walking to running, and rushed towards the locker room.

Because they were in such a good mood, they all behaved like little kids. While running, they often changed direction to block others, swayed left and right to shake others off, and sometimes even tried to engage in physical confrontation.

"Haha!" Laughter and cheers can often be heard here, from these three people as well as other staff members.

Photographers from "Football Records" were filming right beside them, recording these precious scenes without the three of them noticing.

Everyone can feel the atmosphere and mood of the French team at this moment.

Soon, in the French team's locker room.

Deschamps looked at everyone who had arrived, walked out of a computer room dedicated to tactical analysis, and faced the players.

He originally wanted to start with a serious speech, but when he walked in front of the crowd, he couldn't help but smile, "You played very well, I am very satisfied, no one can do better than you."

"Yeah!" The celebration sounded here, and the players clapped and cheered each other. The head coach's affirmation must be important to them.

Deschamps later highlighted the problems and loopholes in the defence, followed by some motivational speeches.

"Beep!!"

When the time approached 7 o'clock and the last wave of sunset was about to set, the opening whistle of the second half of the second match of the European Cup semi-final was blown, and the battle between Germany and France continued.

"Boom!"

Maher's running was extremely active and he had a very clear personal goal, which was to pursue a hat trick.

To do this, he ran as fast as he could until he exhausted his last bit of strength.

In a tournament where even top strikers may not score three goals in a single match, scoring three goals in a single game will definitely leave a deep impression on the memories of all fans around the world.

At the same time, it will also give him a great sense of accomplishment and satisfaction.

There are still 45 minutes left, and as long as he concentrates, he believes he has a chance to do it!

"In the 49th minute of the second half, the German team was going to make a substitution. Loew reacted quickly. He didn't want to sit there and wait for death. He wanted to change his strategy directly.

"Klose is going to play, and young player Thomas Muller is also going to play. The German team wants to play more meticulously. Is it a substitution?
"Oh, no, Khedira and Podolski are going to go down, which means that the German team is very likely to change its formation to 4-1-3-2, using two center forwards to attack the French team's defense.

"An unexpected but reasonable choice. Loew wants to strengthen the offense and increase the impact of the front court! This is very bold!

"Even when Mahel was in such good form, he still wanted to go all-in on the attack. This is enough to show Loew's courage. He just wanted to tear a hole in the French team's defense!"

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"Papa.!"

Four players high-fived on the sidelines, and the two substitutes quickly ran to their positions and attacked the French team's defense line.

This adjustment did have some effect. Just now when Mario Gomez was alone in the penalty area, the German team's attack was not determined. They didn't know whether to pass the ball into the penalty area or look for opportunities at the top of the arc.

But now, when the header master Klose is also standing in the penalty area, there is no hesitation, just fire the ball at a 45-degree angle.

"Oh!"

"Oh!"

One high ball after another was fired towards the French team's penalty area, gradually making it difficult for Koscielny and Rami to cope with the situation. Lori left the goal several times to help the defenders relieve the aerial pressure, which only made the situation worse.

The loss of advantage here soon spread to the surrounding areas. Sagna was given a yellow card by the referee in the 54th minute of the game, and midfielder M'Vila received another yellow card in the 61st minute.

"Beep!"

When Clichy also tripped Toni Kroos from his position in the 69th minute of the game and was shown a yellow card by the referee, people could feel that the morale of the German team was slowly growing.

Deschamps is naturally not a stubborn person. He quickly replaced Malouda and Kabaye with Matuidi and Mex to strengthen the defense.

Leading by 2 goals, there is no need to fight too much, just hold on for the last minutes or so.

In the 75th minute of the game, Löw also used up his last substitution. He replaced Badstuber with three central defenders and replaced him with Gotze to make a desperate move.

"call!"

Just like that, both sides played almost all the cards they could use, and the last 15 minutes of the game kicked off with the nervous deep breathing of the two coaches.

"Oh!"

In the 77th minute of the game, Gotze, who had just come on, shot a cross while about to fall to the ground on the wing. This horizontal kick kicked the ball to a certain height and speed, creating a lot of threats.

In the middle, Klose and Koscielny jumped together, both of them risked injury and headed the football!

"Bang!!"

After a muffled sound, two figures fell from the air to the ground like kites with broken strings, but the football flew towards the net, passed through Hugo Lori's hand and hit the dead corner.

"Beep!" The referee pointed his right hand to the center circle, indicating that the goal was valid.

Two to three!
The German team sees hope again!
"Yeahhh!!" The shouts of German fans resounded throughout the Lief Stadium. In an instant, gongs and drums sounded, and they returned to the cheering state at the opening.

The German players wanted to take the ball to the center circle and kick the ball off quickly, but seeing that Klose had not gotten up yet, and thinking that he might have collided violently with Koscielny just now, they ran to the veteran K God in worry.

Klose sat up quickly, but judging from his expression, he was still feeling a little dizzy. In order to avoid wasting time for the team doctor to come in, he stood up, signaled to the referee that he was fine, and then raised his arm and walked towards his own half, often gritting his teeth to cushion the dizziness and pain.

"Pa pa pa!" His professionalism won applause from the fans, and even many French fans expressed their respect.

In this situation, Koscielny also stood up immediately. He could have taken the opportunity to waste time, but it seemed that the situation did not allow it. Besides, with only a 1-goal lead, it would not be stable to waste time any further.

It would be better to show off your tough guy image, motivate your teammates to fight hard with the opponents, and take the lead in showing that you are not afraid of the opponent's counterattack.

These two people undoubtedly intensified the intensity of the game, and the battle officially became white-hot. A final 15 minutes arrived that no one expected.

"Oh!"

In the 82nd minute of the game, the French team seized the opportunity in the backcourt during Germany's counterattack and once again launched the kind of fast break they are most comfortable with.

The football was quickly transferred to Maher's feet. He dribbled the ball inside and saw Nasri running in from the far end, then he sent a low, penetrating ball to him.

After the German team changed their formation to three central defenders, the gaps on the flanks became larger. It was okay on his side, as many opponents came to defend him, but they had no time to take care of Nasri on the other side.

Don't forget, Nasri is also one of the best midfielders in the Premier League of this era.

“Pah, bang!!”

After a series of dodging and moving the ball in the German team's penalty area, he broke through Lahm and Schweinsteiger who was chasing back, and kicked the ball into the far corner before Neuer could attack.

"Beep!" The referee pointed his hand to the center circle for the sixth time, indicating that the goal was valid.

Four to two!
Expand the lead again!

"Aaaahhhh!!"

Maher ran towards Nasri with his arms outstretched, his cheers mixing with those of the French fans at the scene.

He didn't get many good chances in the second half, but if he can end his journey to the semi-finals with 2 goals and 1 assist, it would be good. It is not impossible for him to score twice in the final to break the record.

"Shh!"

Four or five French players slid on their knees together near the corner flag area to celebrate. After standing up, they calmly high-fived and hugged each other. This time they could take the opportunity to delay time.

The German players had not given up the game yet. They picked up the football early and placed it at the kick-off point. They stood with their hands on their hips and looked at the French team's celebration with dissatisfaction. Many of them complained to the referee and reminded him to add more extra time.

"Beep!!"

"What a super goal battle! Six goals in regular time is something that has never happened in the semi-finals of the European Cup before!
“I don’t know whether I should lament that the offensive players on both sides are in great shape, or that their defense is too poor, a shoddy project!

"In short, as I said before, this game deserves the respect of all the fans who stayed up late to watch the game!"

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"A great chance for Germany! Schweinsteiger comes in and attacks! A push shot! Oh no! The ball is saved by Hugo Lloris, but there is still a second penalty!

"Tony Kroos's shot from the penalty area line!! This ball actually went in again! Haha.!

"I'm a little incoherent! I have to adjust my speaking rhythm every time to follow the super fast offensive rhythm of the two teams!

"The score was 86-! In the th minute of the game, the German team regained a glimmer of hope!

"They must have a lot of things piled up in their hearts, but they can't celebrate recklessly at the moment because time is running out!"

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"The second half had 4 minutes of extra time. Didier Deschamps and the French coaching staff surrounded the fourth official to ask for an explanation. They thought that 4 minutes of extra time was unreasonable for such a smooth game!
"The referee came over. Huh?! He gave a red card! Oh, but it seemed to be given to an assistant coach. He gave Deschamps a yellow card again. This was a stern warning!
"We could notice that as the time went by, the tension between the two head coaches was increasing!
"Loew is of course a top scorer, they are only one goal behind, they will definitely try again!
"If we can score one more goal and send the game into extra time, then there's still hope for us to reach the final!
"As for Deschamps, he probably doesn't want to change anymore. Over the past countless years, he must have seen countless teams equalize the score at the last minute and then reverse the score in overtime!

“Even if he was ahead by one substitution, he didn’t want the game to go into overtime because it was full of unknowns!
"Ending the battle in regular time is the most ideal result for them!"

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"Uu uh uh!"

"Ding ding ding! Bang bang bang!"

At the Leaf Stadium, when the time came to the last 2 minutes of overtime, the atmosphere here was extremely depressing. Fans of both teams were shouting and beating the gongs and drums in their hands wildly, making this place look like a hellish Shura field.

Players from both teams showed signs of a decline in physical fitness, but there was nothing they could do. The tournament format was too intense, and everyone was already very tired by now.

But they cannot give up. They have to keep running with their heavy legs, breathing in big gulps of oxygen to maintain their condition.

"Hachi. Hachi!"

Maher's chest heaved violently as he strolled behind Boateng, ready to take a deep breath and start anaerobic sprint mode at any time.

"Bang!" Kabaye's pass came and went to where he wanted.

"Dengdengdeng!!"

Maher's shoe spikes were driven into the ground quickly and then lifted up quickly. He could feel some pain in the soles of his feet as he pushed hard against the ground again and again. His feet must have been worn out.

"Swish!" Boateng, who was defending him, reacted well. He turned around and slid out, blocking the ball with his calf. The football slowly rolled to the baseline.

At this time, Hummels, who was in the middle of the three central defenders, ran over quickly and slid down to tackle, trying to shovel the ball that was about to roll out of the baseline out of the sideline and turn the corner kick into an out-of-bounds ball.

But he failed, and the ball went out of the baseline, giving the French team a corner kick opportunity!
He stood up with great regret, knowing that the French team would take this opportunity to waste a lot of time. Moreover, an ominous premonition arose in his heart, and he could only pray that it was his illusion.

“Ahhh!”

Amid the boos from German fans, Nasri walked towards the baseline without paying any attention, and was attacked by water bottles from many German fans on the way.

To be honest, he hoped he would be hit so that he could lie down and waste a minute, but the German fans' throwing skills clearly need to be improved.

Nasri swaggered to the corner flag area, and then pretended to be waiting for his teammates to enter the penalty area, and was not in a hurry to serve the ball.

"Beep!" The referee couldn't bear it any longer after a while and rushed over to give Nasri a yellow card. The latter spread his hands and delayed for a few seconds before preparing to serve.

"Bang!!"

At 93 minutes and 14 seconds into the game, Nasri raised his right hand and kicked the ball with the inside of his foot towards the front of the penalty area.

"Mine!!"*5-7
Several shouts rang out in the penalty area. If you didn't know, you would think that more than ten footballs flew into the penalty area, and everyone seemed to have one.

Maher was standing in front. To be honest, he didn't have any expectations for a hat trick, but when he saw the ball landing, his legs moved as fast as if he were injected with chicken blood and rushed towards Boateng.

This ball has a chance!
One step, two steps, three steps!!

Jump up!

Look back at the moon!

Smash it to the far corner!!!
"Oh!"

The right side of his forehead touched the football, giving it the force to fly to the side and rear.

The moment he landed, Maher actually hadn't reacted to everything that had just happened. He just saw the chance to score and instinctively went forward to compete for the header.

A spinning football rolled towards the far corner, passing through Hummels's head as he jumped up to block the ball, and also through Neuer's black gloves, leaving its opponent with only the crossbar or the post.

"Bang!" When this sound rang out, Maher's heart beat violently, and his hands, which he wanted to raise, were put back on his sides.

"Swish!" But when the football bounced off the ground and hit the net again, he felt as if he had suddenly gone crazy. Everything in front of him became blurred, and the breeze was even a little stinging on his face and eyes.

Unconsciously, he started running and headed to the sideline he often went to.

"YeahAhaha!!" He roared uncontrollably along with the people celebrating in the stadium. He saw countless arms waving for him, and saw Nasri kneeling in the corner flag area with his hands pointing to the sky.

The ball went in!
9th goal in the European Cup!
hat trick!

"Ahhh Mahel.!!"

"Mon Diel!!!"

"Vamos!"

With the voices coming one after another, Maher couldn't tell which one was his teammate. He didn't even have time to care about what he was shouting. He just wanted to let it all out.

Maher took off his jersey and walked through the French fans' section, shaking his hands and shouting hysterically, "Ahaaa!!"

At this moment, he started his own tour in the fan area just like Aguero who helped Manchester City defeat Queens Park Rangers and win the Premier League championship this summer in the original history.

He knew that this was just a goal that helped France advance to the European Cup final, not a winning goal for the team.

But completing a hat trick at the end of the game, completing Platini's European Cup miracle of 5 goals in 9 games, was a winning goal for him personally!

he made it!

In the Premier League, Championship, League Cup, and now the European Cup semi-finals, he has achieved the highest honor for a shooter, a hat trick!
"Goooaaallll!!"

"Amazing Goal!! Ab!"

"Mael, he tied Platini's record in the 1984 European Cup! Now, he is tied with Platini for first place in the list of goals scored in a single tournament and the list of top scorers in the history of the European Cup!"

In the commentary booth, commentators from all over the world screamed together, "At the same time, he also completed the miracle of the legendary German striker Gerd Muller's hat trick in the European Cup semi-finals!
"It was the European Championship in Yugoslavia, way back in 1976, when Gerd Muller came on as a substitute and scored a hat trick in extra time!
"It can be said that in the history of the European Cup semi-finals, this is the only player to score a hat trick during regular time!
"Five to three! This super goal battle may be coming to an end! The German team has no time to chase two more goals!

"I don't know how Platini felt when he saw this, nor how Gerd Muller felt when he saw this. I can only guess that they would admit that a better shooter than them has appeared in the world of football!
“1976的欧洲杯属于22岁的盖德穆勒，1984年的欧洲杯属于27岁的普拉蒂尼，2012年的欧洲杯属于马埃尔！

“Whether he wins the championship or not, it belongs to him! With his dazzling brilliance, perhaps he no longer needs the final championship trophy to embellish him!”

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There was chaos at the Lief Stadium. The players on the French team's bench rushed into the stadium to celebrate early, and many assistant coaches followed them, as if the game had already been won.

However, under the warning of the referee and Deschamps' shouting, they controlled their emotions and left the scene.

Not long after the German team kicked off again in despair, the referee blew three long whistles to mark the end of the game. "Beep! Beep! Beep--!"

"Fola!!"

"Fola!!"

“Yeah!!”

All the people on the French team's bench, who had been unable to sit still for a long time, raised their hands high and rushed into the Lief Stadium again, like swordsmen holding shields and swords.

However, they did not go up to fight the enemy with bayonets, but to welcome the triumphant return of their 11 fighters.

The French team will meet the Spanish team in the final of the European Cup!
They went a step further and officially launched an attack on the final championship trophy!

On the wing, Maher closed his eyes in ecstasy, leaned against a billboard, feeling the feeling of standing at the top of Europe at this moment.

Dozens of cameras quickly gathered around him, and the broadcast lenses were also aimed at him. It seemed that at this moment, those people who were celebrating wildly in the stadium were not too eye-catching, and he, who was very quiet, was the real protagonist.

ps: I was halfway through writing when I was called to accompany my grandfather on his birthday. I had a meal and updated late, but the two updates are certain, and I finished it by 4 or 5 o'clock.

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