Green striker

"I want to score this ball myself."

Silin, who stepped back and distanced himself, said to Chen Yang with certainty.

The old captain wants to do it himself?

What's going on? It's just a free kick, so I just try to hit the goal.

"Do your feet feel good today?"

If the old captain has good feet, this is fine and a good choice.

Opportunities are limited, and now that we are lagging behind, it is not a bad idea to let the old captain kick the ball on his own.

Anyway, for this free kick, Chen Yang was sure that he didn't have the foot feel today, so he wouldn't be able to kick it well.

"No, it's nothing else. I just want to take a kick now. If the goal scores, it's luck. If it doesn't, I don't care." The old captain answered quite simply.

Come on your own, Slin just made it up on the spur of the moment, and what kind of tactical ball is this ball? Looking at the crowds in the penalty area, it is really difficult to find tactical cooperation.

After Chen Yang heard this, he just nodded, "Okay, that's it, you come and play."

After deciding on the candidate for the next free kick, he looked at the crowd in the penalty area.

Still preparing for this set kick, Chen Yang asked the old captain again: "Do you need me to go to the penalty area?"

Since he wants to hit the goal with his feet, he can now go to the penalty area and add a head to attract the defensive attention.

Silin glanced at Chen Yang, who was standing in front of the free kick. He raised his hand and said, "I think you may be more dangerous here than in the penalty area."

In the current situation, this may be true. If Chen Yang enters the penalty area, he will definitely be arranged by Barcelona.

If nothing else, Pique definitely came up to keep an eye on Chen Yang.

"Then let me cover you."

"For example, I pretend to run and you really shoot." Chen Yang also knew that he must be the one receiving the most attention now, and he still did some basic things that he should be able to do now.

"This is okay."

The old captain did not refuse Chen Yang's suggestion.

Silin wiped his face with the sleeve of his arm and said: "There is no need to fake a run, you just stand behind the ball, everything is up to me."

"Understood." Chen Yang nodded to show that he understood clearly.

At this time, while the two were talking, the Barcelona team's wall behind the penalty area line was already in place. Behind the wall, the players on both sides of the penalty area were also in their respective positions.

The referee has retreated to the outside of the penalty area, with the whistle in his mouth, ready to blow the whistle at any time.

Now there are only voices in the stands. Most of the voices are cheering for Tarragona and the encouragement and support of the home team fans. There are also a small number of whistles and boos from Barcelona fans.

Now Chen Yang and the old captain are standing behind this free kick.

The game fell silent for a moment...

Beep!!

Suddenly!

The whistle sounded unexpectedly and in a reasonable moment!

Slin behind him started to run.

The old captain took two small steps to get into position.

Due to the previous discussion, Chen Yang heard the whistle. He stood behind the free kick and did not move.

So Chen Yang just stood there, using his eyes to watch step by step the old captain complete every action of taking this free kick.

After Slin's run-up was in place, his speed was increased. In mid-air, he retracted his left arm and quickly raised his right leg, fully prepared to shoot.

Then, the raised right leg moved back to a certain angle, and then quickly dropped again!

This time, Chen Yang could see that Silin used the inside arch of his right foot to hit the football placed on the grass field.

Bang!

It was the ball that was drawn, and when it flew out, there was a sound with enough force!

Although Chen Yang looked at the kicked football in an upward and forward direction, he did not see that the ball flew straight into the sky with what sounded like great force.

Instead, there was an almost visible arc in the sky. It was very obvious that a beautiful curved arc was drawn in the sky on that rainy night.

"pretty!"

"What an arc!"

This was Chen Yang's first feeling about the arc when he saw the arc coming out of the ball.

But this feeling just happened. Chen Yang, standing in this position with clear vision, saw the next scene with his own eyes!

The ball made a beautiful arc in the air, spinning, and while flying up, it passed over the left wing composed of Bojan, Depero, Thiago, and Alves who jumped up in unison.

Side wall.

After crossing the wall, the ball began to spin back at extremely high speed again. During its forward spin, it also bypassed Mousagne, who was guarding the near corner.

Then, the ball, at the near point, spun into the goal from the upper corner of the left goal post...

This ball, this banana ball, this curve ball, this perfect arc angle that disturbs the wall.

The next second after the ball was scored, countless classic goals from free kick masters were aroused in Chen Yang's mind.

"Perfect! This is really a magic ball..."

It was Chen Yang. After he saw the ball really spin and hit the goal, he couldn't help but comment.

Then, Chen Yang looked in the direction of the old captain who scored the goal.

If you score a goal, or if you score a goal like this, you have to celebrate.

Chen Yang looked at the old captain at this time, but he saw that the old captain Silin, the veteran, was waving his arms wildly at this time, and running towards the sidelines with a burst of howling.

The surprise has become crazy!

Anyone who scored such a goal would be crazy about it!

It is too difficult to hit a curve with this kind of ball, let alone score a goal. It is really too difficult!

So, this is a fairy ball!

Once a goal is scored, it is a thing of the past, something that can never be replicated again!

Chen Yang looked at the old captain's running back and quickly followed him with a smile.

Precisely because the fairy ball is rare to see, Chen Yang wanted to go and enjoy it.

Moreover, when the ball was scored, the current score on the field was actually 2:0.

The total score of the two home and away rounds was only one goal behind.

As for Chen Yang's happiness, others are naturally unhappy.

"…………"

Pinto, who was guarding the far position, stood quietly, turning his head and looking at the black and white ball that entered the net.

He hasn't made any moves now, or in other words, he hasn't had time to react to the ball.

His current body movements are still in preparation for the save as he lowers his body's center of gravity.

Pinto looked at the ball and was silent for a while.

José Manuel Pinto, Barcelona’s goalkeeper in this game, moved to Barcelona two years ago. In the previous season, he was the main goalkeeper in the Copa del Rey and also played Valdez’s rotation in the Champions League.

, the substitute goalkeeper in the league.

Although he is the second goalkeeper, this does not mean that his goalkeeping skills are poor. On the contrary, Pinto is also a very powerful goalkeeper. His reaction speed is very fast and he can always make difficult shots at close range.

Save, and long-range shots are not easy to break through his fingers.

But now, when the whistle sounded, before he made the save, the ball had already flown into the door of his handle...

And this means that he lost the ball again in this game!

Why say again.

Because in the final stage of the first half, he was beaten by Chen Yang's calm low shot after a single breakthrough and scored the goal from close range.

The captain of the opposing Tarragona team took this free kick. He was personally guarding Barcelona's goal, and the second time it was scored.

Pinto came back from the silence. He turned around and picked up the ball lying in the goal. Then he kicked it out. As he kicked it out, he yelled, "Shet!"

Pinto, I'm really unhappy.

Because, this goal was scored so beautifully that people are speechless and beautiful!

And his pinto became the backdrop for the ball.

So no one will be happy if I leave it to them.

But now, at this moment, no one cares what a goalkeeper thinks in his heart.

When Slin's free kick appeared!

"Haha! I didn't wait in vain!"

In the stands, José was in the rain, wearing a raincoat. He was already soaked, and he was jumping up and down with excitement!

After waiting for so long in the cold wind and rain, his wait turned out to be another goal in Tarragona!

"Slim! Slim!"

Even though he knew that not many players on the field would notice him in the stands at the far end, Jos still waved his arms here and shouted the name of the scorer.

Because now, not only Jos, but the entire stadium, the fans who are staying in the stadium to watch this game are waiting at the scene, everyone is shouting and excited!

"Hoo ho!"

"Boom!"

"Bah bang bang!"

In the stands, after the home team fans scored a goal, they applauded like thunder and cheered like waves at their home court!

At the same time, in the stadium broadcast room, through the broadcast equipment placed throughout the stadium, the on-site broadcast commentator made a long and unstoppable sound of scoring!

The goal lasts forever!

This is in Spain, where everyone who works in football matches has lung capacity.

When the cheers for the goal finally ended, the name of the scorer was announced on the radio again, "In the 68th minute, Tarragona scored a goal, and the scorer was player No. 10..."

The deliberately prolonged voice was a strong response from the home fans.

"Kemer Slim!"

"Kemer Slim!"

"Kemer Slim!"

The veteran captain who scored this goal enjoyed the collective shouts of the fans.

The old captain, standing on the sidelines, naturally heard the cheers of the fans. At this time, he faced the camera lens placed on the sideline and put his hands to his ears. This move made the observation

The fans who arrived shouted his name even louder.

When we got here, the old captain, Chen Yang, followed him. He put his arms around Chen Yang's neck cordially and said with a smile: "Chen Yang, let me tell you, what I like most about playing at home is now."

This feeling!”

Chen Yang ran over and saw the crowd surging in the stands. The fans couldn't help but stand up and cheer. Seeing this, he heard the old captain's words and asked: "Why?

?”

"Because every time the fans shout my name, it always makes me feel younger. It's like I'm back ten years ago, or even earlier."

"I like the feeling of scoring goals, I like everything about it!"

As the old captain spoke, he laughed and patted Chen Yang on the shoulder.

Now the old captain's face is glowing. A goal seems to have lifted his spirits and made him feel better again.

"Is that so?"

After Chen Yang listened, he looked at the crowd of people in the stands and said with certainty: "Then I will be the same."

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Perhaps the appearance of this goal was more exciting outside than on the scene.

"What a perfect arc this is!"

"Kemer Slim! The captain of the Tarragona team, the 33-year-old veteran kicked a free kick that absolutely surprised everyone!"

"The goal went in! It's so beautiful!"

It was late at night again, but He Yang's explanation was once again very exciting.

Because Tarragona scored again!

Crack!

It was Lao Wang who was watching the TV. After seeing the ball appear, he smashed the half-drunk beer glass on the iron table.

Thanks to the high quality of the beer glass, it was not broken after being hit like this. But Lao Wang didn't pay attention to this. He looked at the ball and shouted, "This ball is awesome!"

"It's more than awesome! It's even more awesome than a fucking wind power plant explosion!" Xiao Cheng, who was next to Lao Wang, shouted from the side.

Xiao Cheng's face is slightly red now, and it seems that he has drunk a lot of wine.

"Anyway, it's awesome! No need to explain, this ball is so awesome! It's so similar to Carlos' ball!" Lao Wang didn't pay attention to this. He just drank the unfinished wine in his glass with his head raised.

All.

Then, Lao Wang clicked his tongue and said, "Good boy! Look at this, it's going to be reversed!"

"It's 4:3, and one more goal is needed to get the score back! And... hiccup! Tarragona still has an away goal... As long as there is one more goal, Tarragona might be able to win

Okay... burp! Barcelona has been eliminated!"

"It's so fucking fake!"

"Tarragona in the second division can now 2:0 Barcelona. Is this still Barcelona?"

Yes, the Barcelona team, which was scored two goals by Tarragona, clearly took the initiative in this game, but why did they still fall behind in the score?

"These people, they are so lucky!"

Bojan saw Tarragona cheering and celebrating after losing the ball again. He spat on the ground and said this in a not particularly good mood.

But what Boyang said is indeed the case.

In these two missed goals, they only made a few mistakes, and then they were firmly caught by the opponent.

The first opponent, No. 9, an Asian who didn't know whether he was a forward or a midfielder, scored a goal because of his good foot skills.

But this second goal was really just luck.

That free kick was kicked, and Bo Yang beat him to death. He wouldn't believe that if the opponent could kick it again, he would be able to kick it again.

Therefore, the other party is just too lucky.

If the other party gives him some luck, then he can score several points in Bo Yang's designation.

However, he may not have a chance.

Because Bojan had already seen the Argentinian warming up in a vest on the sidelines.

"Can't you just give me some more time and patience..." Bo Yang curled his lips helplessly.

Bo Yang knew that if nothing unexpected happened, that is to say, he might end up not long after.

After all, who is performing the worst right now is not the one who wasted a penalty kick opportunity in the first half and missed several shots in succession.

Boyang is too aware of this.

However, he still wanted to perform better.

No matter what, you should try to perform well before leaving the field.

So, after the ball resumes.

Barcelona pressed hard and wanted to launch a wave of offense after losing the ball and quickly recover the goal.

Bo Yang, he is on the wing, heading towards the center, asking Xavi for the ball.

For Bo Yang, if he wants to perform well, he mostly looks for opportunities on the wing.

However, this time Harvey passed the ball to him again, and Bo Yang had just caught the ball when the ball was intercepted.

Capezzi, who had just been replaced by the Tarragona team, was roughly knocked to the ground.

Bo Yang was knocked to the ground and lay there for a while. He wanted the referee to blow his whistle.

But after waiting for a while, no whistle sounded.

Boyang looked up and saw, yes!

After his ball was stolen and after scoring the goal, Tarragona, which was only one goal behind, seemed to have a surge in morale and launched another quick counterattack.

"They committed a foul..."

Boyang watched the opponent's counterattack begin, and he was shouting silently in his heart.

Little did he know that his behavior was seen by others.

"What are you doing?!"

"Go back and join the defense!"

On the sidelines, Guardiola looked at Bo Yang who was still lying on the ground and raised his head to watch the ball. He suddenly became angry. He couldn't help shouting loudly at Bo Yang.

In Guardiola's view, Bojan, a young kid from La Masia, did not go to grab the ball after falling to the ground and was not injured, but continued to fall to the ground regardless of the occasion. This is really strange.

Something I can’t understand!

Falling to the ground is fine if it is just to protect yourself, but for people like Bo Yang, it is not a good habit to not get up and continue playing after falling to the ground. This is a bad phenomenon!

Who taught this!

Guardiola angrily scolded Bojan.

But after Guardiola scolded him like this, Bo Yang didn't dare to continue lying on the ground. He quickly got up and chased back.

However, Tarragona's attack has already been completed.

This wave of offense happened after Capezzi stole the ball in the backcourt and passed the ball to Slin. The old captain, who had just scored a goal, directly sent a long pass from the forward position with a hot foot, and found Mo who was struggling with Mousani.

Lent.

Morente was able to free himself and send it back.

Chen Yang's running was in place at the right time, and then as soon as he sent a through ball, Morente ran back. Tarragona's counterattack tactics, the whole process was played out in this set.

Thanks to Bojan's sudden loss of the ball in the frontcourt, it was difficult for Barcelona's formation to react immediately.

But it is a pity that the counterattack effect of this wave of attacks was achieved, but the young player Moriente, under Barcelona's quick defensive formation, had no experience in finding Chen Yang's pass, but led him along the way.

The ball took itself to a dead end.

Under Mousagne's defense, his reluctant shot was kicked out of the bottom line by Pique who came in from behind.

Only got a corner kick.

"Feel sorry!"

After the attack ended, Morente walked to Chen Yang and said sorry to him.

After all, Chen Yang passed the ball to him, but his pass failed.

"It's okay. Pay more attention to corner kicks." Chen Yang shook his head. This is nothing, it's a normal thing.

For the next corner kick, Chen Yang was going to compete with Pique for the ball.

The fact is indeed like this. When Slin, who has not yet come off the field, is standing in the corner kick area, in the penalty area, Pique, who is still looking short, is standing next to Chen Yang, looking like he is going to keep an eye on Chen Yang.

Even if Chen Yang led Pique around the penalty area, Pique could keep up without losing.

Everyone thought that Chen Yang and Pique, who caused such chaos in the penalty area, would be the next protagonists.

But who would have thought that the old captain's corner kick would come out as the whistle blew.

At the front point, Chen Yang and Pique took off at the same time!

The corner kick was not for Chen Yang, who was in the forward position. Instead, it was at the back position. No one cared about it, Abeldo who came in from the back line!

Abeldo took off without being marked at the back post.

He accurately calculated the landing point of the ball and hit the ball with his head!

However, there seems to be a slight deviation in direction and accuracy.

Instead of going toward the goal, he hit Pique straight in front of him, who jumped high in an attempt to get the top but failed. It was Pique who had just landed. To be precise, he hit his back.

Then, the ball is refracted in a different direction and bounces outside the penalty area.

The ball is gone!

Abelardo looked at the ball and thought it would be like this.

But when the ball happened to be in the direction, and he thought it was going to pop out of the penalty area, an arm suddenly shot out of the penalty area, in the path of the ball.

This arm came from Bo Yang who was trying to help defend the corner kick in the penalty area. He had just finished taking off, and when he finished landing, he swung his arm back slightly wider.

However, Abeldo witnessed with his own eyes that the ball hit Bo Yang's arm and changed its direction after refraction!

"Handball! There is handball!"

Abeldo yelled loudly, raising his left arm high and rapidly tapping his left arm muscles with his right hand.

There is no reason why this ball is not a handball!

Because Abeldo was not the only one to see it.

In fact, many people have seen it.

The referee Adlan also saw it.

Put his whistle in his mouth!

"Beep beep!"

The urgent and nerve-wracking whistle sounded again!

Adlan, with players on both sides watching nervously, made his next move after blowing the whistle.

Draw the door frame with your hand and point the penalty kick with your finger.

Adlan, he awarded this handball a penalty!

boom!

As soon as this penalty result comes out!

It’s one stone that stirs up a thousand waves!

Tarragona!

Just less than two minutes after the goal was scored, another penalty was awarded?!

The Barcelona players were not calm about this penalty.

Because I can’t remain calm anymore!

Something has gone wrong now, a big problem!