Prominence in Football Community

Chapter 73 - Ultra long-range precision strike

When Gao Zheng flashed away, Sampdoria cheered from the bench and the coach, and some people shouted, “Give Mauro!”

Icardi is sprinting forward in the middle, which is indeed a perfect opportunity for Sampdoria to fight back. As he ran forward, he took time to look back at Gao Zheng to see if he had passed the ball.

He saw Gao Zheng lifting his right foot, he thought it was to pass him, so he ran faster.

This made Antey use her breast milk to chase Icardi, intending to haunt him.

But Icardi did not see Gao Zheng passing the football after running a distance. He looked up and saw the falling football in front of him!

This scene shocked him, because the place where the football fell was far away from him, he could not catch up anyway-is there such a pass?

This of course cannot be a pass.

While seeing the falling football, he also saw the Roma reserve goalkeeper Pigliacelli, who was hurriedly retreating into the goal, but depending on how he stumbled, he might not be able to catch up with the football…

Icardi was frightened and gradually slowed down until he stopped completely, so he stared at this scene in dumbfounded.

In fact, it was not only him who was dumbfounded, but also almost everyone present.

Roma players, Roma coaches, Roma fans, Sampdoria players, coaches…

Under everyone’s attention, the football flew high, like a ballistic missile, breaking through the sky, spanning half the distance of the stadium, and falling into the atmosphere from outside, as if a hole was punctured above the restricted area of ​​Rome, straight Tie their goal!

Roma goalkeeper Pigliacelli was completely stunned by Gao Zheng’s unexpected long-range drop shot-when Gao Zheng got his feet, he still stood still, knowing that he found that the football was indeed behind him When the goal flew to the ground, it rushed back.

But in a hurry, when he would chase the line of the small penalty area, the football had fallen and was close to the goal.

The panicked Pigliacelli mixed garlic at his feet and tripped himself to the ground. He could only watch the football fly into the goal accurately, fall to the ground and bounce back again, caught by the net, and then stopped. Down.

The Sanquan Stadium, where three thousand people came, appeared very noisy from the start of the game, but this moment was extremely quiet.

Only the referee signaled that the effective whistle of the goal crossed the court, breaking this embarrassing silence.

The Sampdoria Reserve is ahead!

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Polata in the stands and Moretti, the two big fat men, hugged and cheered.

His son Franco stood there, dumbfounded, muttering in his mouth: “It’s impossible… incredible…how can this be…”

Sampdoria bench players on the bench raised their arms and rushed out of the seats, rushing to the sidelines and cheering.

Cassírio was screaming hard, and the coach was gone.

“Luciano! Luciano! We’re ahead! We didn’t arrive within ten minutes of the opening, we were ahead! God! How did Gao do it!”

Luciano Bruni, who was looking at the stadium, also had a dull expression. His mouth squirmed a bit, and there was no sound.

He didn’t know what to say about the goal for a while.

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Icardi stopped running long ago, and he looked back at Gao Zheng in surprise.

Gao Zheng, who just scored a goal, raised his arms and turned 360 degrees in place, as if he were the protagonist in the spotlight.

Instead, his teammates were more excited than him, screaming at him from all directions, and then surrounded him in the middle.

“The omnipotent devil!” Massey shouted.

Others shouted like this.

Gao Zheng felt that all his composure was gone, and he really wanted to strangle Massi, a middle-aged and young man.

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Alberto Drossi only reacted when he got up from his seat, maybe when the football flew to the goal…

He shook his head.

He made some arrangements before the game, but he never expected that the goal of the game will be presented to him in this way.

He remembered that Gao Zheng had won the U16’s best player. There were reports about him in the media at the time, saying that even if the nationality factor was set aside, Gao Zheng was undoubtedly a genius in the eyes of these professional journalists.

And just now, he witnessed the genius blow on the sidelines.

It was really a shot full of imagination and courage.

Ordinary people may not even think about shooting directly from that place.

The Roma reserve players on the field were very painful for this drop, especially goalkeeper Piggliacelli, who knelt on the ground with his hands on his head, blamed himself for the drop, even if his teammates came to comfort him, He also kept his head down.

Piglia Celli is the absolute main force of Roma’s reserve team this season, and the evaluation is very high. This season, the Roma reserve team scored 82 goals in 26 games in the regular season and only lost 34 goals. The goalkeeper has made a great contribution.

But all his previous efforts seemed insignificant in front of this goal.

This is the reserve team finals, no matter how good your team has played in previous games, how many goals have been scored, how many goals have been lost… as long as you lose this game, then all efforts for a season will be paid Eastward.

The playoffs are a single elimination system, do not look at the previous points ranking.

So Piglia Celli knew exactly how terrible he was…

He felt that he had failed his teammates’ trust in him.

It was at this time that the team’s captain, Alessandro Florenzi, came to Pigliacelli and patted the back of his head: “What do you think! Mirko! You are our goalkeeper, How dare we feel at ease to give you the goal like this! Cheer me up, just lost a ball, not the end of the world!”

Pigliacelli looked at the captain with tears in his eyes: “I’m so stupid, captain…”

“Yes, this ball drop is indeed a big mistake. Then whether you are too stupid or trying your best, it is just a ball drop, and it will not cause us to drop another ball because of your stupidity. But if Mirko, you are always so restless, then we may have to throw more balls!” Florenzi said to Piggliacell very seriously.

His expression and his language persuaded Piglia Celli, and his emotions gradually returned to normal: “I feel much better, thank you, captain…”

Florenzi patted him on the shoulder and pulled him up.

“Alessandro is really a good captain!” the assistant coach exclaimed on the coach’s seat of the Roma reserve team. “The team needs him to stand up now.”

Old De Rossi nodded: “Yes.”

That’s right, Sampdoria has a genius like Gao Zheng, but our Roman reserve team also has a genius like Florenzi.

Everyone is a genius, who is afraid of who!

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PS, Brazil won for granted.

The Japanese team lost a pity.

Every time I watched the Japanese team’s game, I couldn’t help thinking of Chinese football.

Every time I have a lot to say.

This time, I still put what I want to say in the public number Linhaitinao11 (linhaitinao11), welcome everyone to see it.

Friends who haven’t followed before will be able to see the historical news after paying attention.

In short, this game made me very emotional, very envious, jealous, and a little bit hatred.

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