Chapter 264 Single ride through, double break
Thirty seconds of silence, Wembley Stadium fell into intoxication and surprise!
In the middle of the stadium, the man who is only 1.73 meters tall needs everyone to look up at this moment!
He came with countless doubts and humiliation accumulated on the night!
After 8 minutes, he seized an opportunity that was not an opportunity to receive glory and cheers!
Boom~~~~Finally, the warmest explosion at Wembley Stadium, like a meteorite landing in the sky!
In the stands, enthusiastic and crazy flames burned... In a trance, even the temperature of the whole city of London seemed to rise dozens of degrees in the moment of cheering!
The fans cheered presumptuously, shouted heartlessly, raised their hands and subconsciously waved in the air. The huge sound of Wembley brought a night wind. Everyone did not know what they were shouting, and they could not hear what their friends around them were shouting... But at this moment, it seemed that they were only like a mute who could not speak. Only by cheering at the voice can you vent the pleasure in your heart and the worship of that person!
The reporter shooting area behind the advertising column on the side of the court!
Bang!
The bald-headed cameraman of the Newcastle Post wiped the wet corners of his eyes, and then hit the young intern reporter of the Manchester News beside him with his thick shoulders, opening his mouth and roaring:
"Shit, fucking look, look, this is Owen!!! Michael Owen, this is his 39th national team goal... This is the once omnipotent Owen, he's back..."
The young intern reporter of the Manchester News who was hit by a small buttocks sat on the cold field. Instead, he was a little ashamed of his face - ashamed of the man who slandered the goal in the square before the start of the game!
Yes, this is Owen!
Michael Owen!!!
The young man got up silently, looked at Owen, who was celebrating the goal with his teammates on the court, and firmly engraved the figure in his heart: He seemed to be more powerful than Rooney!
### When everyone was still recalling the incredible goal just now, the game on the court continued!
The Israeli national team, which was stunned by Owen's shocking blow, is a little distracted!
Coach Kashtan stood on the sidelines and roared angrily, but the uncle roared and could not do anything, because the shouts of more than 80,000 English fans in the stands easily drowned his voice... For the Israeli players on the green field, they could only see that the coach seemed to be angry. Jumping up and down like a corrupt monkey, but I can't hear what he is saying!
It's like watching Chaplin's silent humorous drama again!
The England team, with the momentum of Owen's shot and the cheers of the three lions in the stands, launched a wave of attacks on Israel's goal!
It's like a storm!
On the court, every time Michael Owen touches the ball, it will trigger a frenzied cheer!
This scene happened not only at Wembley Stadium!
In London, England, and every place on this planet that once liked the teenager who chased the wind for 98 years, it is staged!
"...To be honest, I was taught a lesson, and Owen's performance made me feel ashamed..." Reinkel, as a commentator, finally recovered from the shock: "This is the most wonderful goal I've ever seen in my life. It's hard to believe that a player who has been silent for more than half a year due to injury will be like this. Wonderful performance..."
"...Actually, what shocked me more is why the madman Lee knew that Owen broke out in this game. Just now, Michael was the first to run to the sidelines and hug the madman Li after the goal..." Sester asked his partner around him with a smile: "Gary, don't you think this scene is a little familiar. Do you know?"
"You mean that on August 22, Wei Beckham chose to hug the madman Li as soon as he scored in the game against the German team? It seems that Crazy Li is a coach who is deeply loved by the players!"
"...You're right, but it's not all right..." Sester shook his head mysteriously, and then began to explain to himself: "Since last season, I have explained all the Champions Cup games that Madman Li led Real Madrid. At that time, many players would choose to play with Crazy Li as soon as possible after scoring. Hug, Ronaldo, Juan Mata, Guti, Raul, Joel Luka, Modric... Almost everyone will do this! There is a magic on the body of the madman Li, which makes the disciples worship willingly..."
Gary Reinker sighed: "... Indeed, there are many underrated players who will live miraculously under the account of the madman Lee. He is a miracle maker..."
On the field!
The game continues!
In the 15th minute, England's midfielder Hargreaves put down Rafinov, who rushed away with the ball! The 21-year-old Marcabi Haifa's sideline player is very fast, and like Benayong, he will fall down with a touch!
Hargreaves suffered a secret loss!
Israel got another free kick more than 50 meters away from the goal!
7 minutes ago, the Three Lions seized the Israeli team's free kick opportunity to make a quick counterattack!
Therefore, this time, Israeli coach Kashtan did not invest heavily in the attack, but carefully arranged as many as five players to huddle in the first half!
The tragic Benayong once again stood in front of the football!
Force~~~~ The whistle has sounded, and the arc rises again!
What's more tragic is that this free kick opportunity has become another disaster for the Israeli national team!
Benayong's arc was easily pushed out by Leo Ferdinand on the edge of the small penalty area! To describe it in the standard commentary in FM2008, that is, "Today's high-altitude balls are all arranged by Leo Ferdinand"!
The second landing point fell at the feet of the most deadly player for Israel - David Beckham!
Then... long pass, see the long pass again!
Beckham's large-scale precision-guided long pass is a nightmare that no team wants to face!
When the Israeli head coach Kashtan followed the trajectory of the football flight, a figure that almost made his heart stop beating appeared in his sight... "... Come on, stop him, shovel him, damn it, damn it..."
Unlike Kashtan's performance, the cheers of English fans in the stands once again climbed to the highest peak at this moment!
Everyone stood up from the seat and shouted, "GO! GO!! GO!!!! GO, Michael!! Go, go, Michael..."
Li Tongfan stood on the sidelines and held his fist tightly!
In countless bars in London, fans with St. George's Cross oil paint on their faces looked at the TV screen intently at the beer glass in their hands, and even the brown beer slowly flowed down the wall of the glass to the sleeves and trousers...GO! GO!! GO!! GO!!!
On the field!
The white football flies in the dark night sky!
Michael Owen in a white robe runs on the green lawn!
One by one, two white lightning bolts, like a sharp sword, inserted into Israel's goal!
The running speed of the son of the wind makes it too late for those panicked Israeli defenders to use foul tactics, just like a gust of wind. When they reflect, they can only turn their heads and look back at the back of the No. 10 uniform!
Beckham's pass was accurate and comfortable. After Owen got rid of the entanglement of two Israeli players in a row without a ball running, he took the lead in unloading the football near the penalty arc in the penalty area!
The defense is coming!
Facing the fierce shoveling Israeli defender Da-Marul, he gently picked up his toes, and Owen jumped by like an eagle spreading his wings in the air!
There is only one defender left!
Ben-Haim hit it like a wall, trying to stop the wind!
The scavenger from Chelsea vowed to leave Owen behind even if he fouled. If he was scored by this guy again, the defense line of the Israeli national team would be nailed to the pillar of shame forever!
But the foul is also difficult to stop a strong heart that longs for honor and recognition!
Owen, who was running at high speed, suddenly poked his toes, and the football ran over from Ben Jaim's left side. Just as the scavenger was a little distracted, Ou Culture made a gust of wind and roared past his right side... Wonderful!!
The ball has been divided!!!
Only goalkeeper Avat is left!
It's too late to break the football. The powerful goalkeeper from La Liga team La Coruna lowered his center of gravity and opened his arms to expand the defensive area as much as he could, hoping to block Owen's goal!
At this moment, both Israelis and English people, their hearts are in their throats!
Come on in!! Li Tongfan waved his arm!
Can't enter! Kashtan roared in despair!
On the field!
Owen's last touch of the ball - rubbed his toes gently!
Football draws a white rainbow line on the green lawn under the dark night sky!
Near the penalty spot, Israeli goalkeeper Awat made a subconscious move to raise his hand and surrender, turning his head to see the football slowly fall into the goal!
2:0!
In the 15th minute of the game, Michael Owen scored twice!
This time, even the Israeli fans in the stands couldn't help but stand up and applaud the strong man. No one doubted whether the Old Golden Boy of England was eligible for the national team and whether he was qualified to enter the starting lineup!
The slogan "There is only one Michael Owen" in the stands attracted the attention of the broadcast camera and the fans!
Before that, maybe this banner was just an elegy used by a sentimental old fan who couldn't forget the glorious years to comfort the wind-chasing teenager. Maybe even its owner didn't expect that Owen would appear in the game, and it was the starting line-up... So the owner of the slogan didn't even have it at the beginning of the game. It's embarrassing to hang up the slogan!
But now, this slogan, which was originally used to recall the past, has become the best comment for a greater future!
There is only one Michael Owen!
There will always be only one!
On the field!
Owen gently covered his ears with his hand to make a listening costume, and there was a long-lost cheer in his ear... The scene that happened in the locker room 20 minutes ago came to Michael Owen's mind again!
###20 minutes ago!
Li Tongfan wrote down the list of the last starters on the tactical board - ZHUI-FENG-SHAO-NIAN!!
It's not Owen's name, but it's not the name of any of the strikers in the list of 26 people!
In the doubtful eyes of everyone, the sulking man Li Tongfan made the most "pure" explanation:
"In my motherland, these 16 letters represent a person. He used to gallop freely on the court like the wind... The 98 World Cup cut off Argentina with a sword, and three goals humiliated the lion king Kahn in the Anglo-German war... He is the idol of countless Chinese fans and also my idol..."
Everyone turned their eyes to Owen. Of course, the hammers understood who the boss was talking about, while Owen himself sat in the chair and pinched his fingers tightly!
"... I haven't played for the national team for a year, and I haven't played for the rich team for two years. Some people say that he can't do it anymore. In my opinion, it's all fucking bullshit... A really great player will not become decadent and mediocre just because of injury, so I'm willing to give him another one. The second chance..." Li Tongfan's trusting eyes stared at Owen unabashedly: "...Give him a chance to prove himself to the world..."
###20 minutes later!
Owen did it. He proved to the world that his sword is not old!
On the sidelines!
Li Tongfan stood in front of the command seat and smiled happily. Perhaps when he said that in the locker room, he scratched the man mainly to buy people's hearts and win over the direct line for himself to become Newcastle in the future... But now, looking at Owen intoxicated with the cheers of the fans, Li Tongfan suddenly felt that the scene in front of him was more intriguing. The selfishness of fighting can make people happier!
(to be continued)