Chapter 314 Who can escape under the curse of the middle finger?
June 16th.
18:00 p.m.
The sky-blue quiet water of the Rhine River flows gently, and the soothing Qingling around the Alpes Mountains hugged the beautiful town like an arm bend. The clouds in the sky in the distance were dyed red by the sunset, and the unbearable temperature at the previous moment quickly dropped.
New Tivoli Stadium in Innsbruck.
Three Lions England VS Bullfighters Spain.
The most eye-catching ** collision since the start of Euro 2008 has finally begun.
Force~~~ Swiss referee Sendritz held a silver whistle. In the spotlight, he stood in the middle of the court and blew the horn of the game.
On the field.
Spanish center Fernando Torres kicked the football directly to the backcourt goalkeeper Casillas, and then David Villa were like two sharp steel knives soaked with the enemy's red blood, quickly plugging into England's back line.
And Michael Owen and Pete Crouch also showed no weakness and rushed forward in an instant.
Four strikers shoulder the hope of victory for their respective teams and hundreds of millions of fans behind them.
At the moment when they pass each other's shoulders, their eyes intersect, and sparks splash everywhere!
War.
It was finally ignited at this moment!
...in the stands.
The war of fans also kicked off at this moment!
Unlike in Salzburg four days ago, today, England fans who claim to be the craziest, shouting, dressing, provocative, creating atmosphere, even fighting in the world have finally met their opponents, because the number of Spanish fans is no less than their Spanish fans in any way. Quickly with them.
Meet the opponent!
You will meet good talents!!
Over the new Tivoli Stadium, the English version of "God Save the Queen" and the Spanish version of the "Royal March" are like thunderous drums when the two armies face each other, and they never stop colliding.
The decibel is high!
Even without loudspeakers, the fierce collision of the two languages can easily cover the small town of Innsbruck, which is leaning against mountains and rivers.
English fans held up the idol pictures of each of the Three Lions in the stands. Among them, the huge picture of the madman Li Gaogao, who raised his middle finger and roared, appeared the most times in the broadcast frequency. The picture was accompanied by text commentary:
"Who can survive under the curse of the God of War?"
... on the commentary table.
British commentator Sester obviously saw a scene in the stands and couldn't wait to sigh: "Oh, oh!! Crazy Li Yanran has become the number one star of the England team... Er, I'm everyone's old friend Sester. The game has just begun, and the Spanish team is controlling the ball..."
Then I began to introduce the starting lineup as usual.
"Compared with the last game, England's front line has not changed. Michael Owen and Crouch's choice of one high and one fast is still the two sharp knives of the madman Lee's destruction of the city. Chelsea's deputy Frank Lampard stood in the front waist position... "... Now it seems that the team's core players are still not the captain. David Beckham, and Liverpool soul Steven Gerrard finally got the starting position in this game. He appeared in the team's right forward position..."
"... James Milner, who has moved from Newcastle to Aston Villa, unexpectedly squeezed out the last excellent Middlesbrough winger Downing and got a starting opportunity... The defender maintained the lineup in the first match against Greece, Manzion Ni, John Terry, Steven Taylor and Ashley Cole lined up, and the goalkeeper was still the madman Li Chongchen Joe Hart!"
Sester introduced the starting list of the England team in one breath, and his partner Gary Reinkel, who was sitting next to him, began to perform his commentary task with a smile:
"... Spain's starting list is similar to that expected by the media. Goalkeeper Casillas, defenders Ramos, Machena, Pjol and Capdevilla, Senna, captain of the yellow submarine Villarreal, appeared in the midfield position, and Harvey, Iniesta and David Silva formed the front-court attack group. , constantly sending ammunition to the two killers Torres and Villa on the front line..."
Not far from the British commentary, Brother Duan Xuan, the big head, is shaking his head to express his views on the starting list from the perspective of "professionals" - "Li Tongfan adheres to his own style of being good at creating accidents. Although he generally maintains the original formation of 4-1-2-2, In the last game, both wingers Downing and Ashley Young did not get a chance to start... In terms of playing style, Gerard and Milner are both players with a more balanced offense and defense. It seems that in the face of the Spanish team, which is known as the top 16 offensive in this year's European Cup, Li Tongfan also had to give up his adventure tactics and pursue stability. The way to win..."
And Spanish commentator Fernando Garcia only said one sentence: "Haha, judging from the starting lineup, the crazy Li is afraid! But I bet that changing the starting list will not bring him victory..."
... on the field.
The game is full of ** from the beginning!
The tactical style adopted by the Spanish team is completely consistent with Li Tongfan's consistent approach, and he used the opening right to launch a resolute offensive.
David Silva and Iniesta's erratic and flexible running position gave England's defense a big headache, and Harvey's penetrating and lethal shot near the middle circle gave Fernando Torres, who swam to the left side of the Three Lions, a chance to get the ball.
It was the young player Manzieni who came forward to block it at the first time.
The perfect performance in the last game against the Greek team made the young general Li Tongfan full of confidence in the face of Liverpool's holy baby.
It's a pity that it turns out that only confidence on the court is destined to be a tragedy!
Because, after a season of polishing in the Premier League, [Holy Baby] Torres, who has played against countless top central defenders, only used a simple fake move to pluck the ball and then suddenly cut the middle horizontally, shaking Manzieni off the center of gravity, and the latter fell to one side with garlic under his feet... Next... Before Terry rushed forward, Fernando Torres brazenly fired at the 45th corner of the penalty area, 30 meters away from the goal!
An unreasonable heavy surprise attack!
Bang!
The huge shooting force made the white ball emit a miserable "sad" in an instant, and then rubbed a scorching airflow in the cheers of Spanish fans and the screams of English fans, hitting the goal like a flying meteor!
Goalkeeper Joe Hart tried his best to pick it up, but his desperately open fingertips could not touch the football... "... Oh, Torres' shot, it's dangerous!!" Sester couldn't help roaring.
On the other hand, Spanish commentator Fernando Garcia jumped up desperately from the commentary table: "The ball into... God, hit the crossbar of the goal... There is still a chance!! Ah! Oh... It's a pity, it's a pity! This time, Villa's reaction was too late, and the football was put forward by the No. 4 player of the England team..."
"...Oh~~~ Look at this ball! Oh, Villa... The game started in less than a minute. Li Tongfan, who has always been good at making Ma Wei for his opponents, was almost hit by Torres!" Duan Xuan's reaction was obviously one-third slower than that of his two foreign counterparts: "The Spanish team has the best scorers in La Liga and the Premier League last season. This game is a huge test for England's defense!"
... on the field.
Manzini, who made a fatal mistake in defense, got up from the lawn in embarrassment.
The young right defender patted off the grass crumbs on his body and clenched his hands. His eyes stared at Torres' back fiercely. He pressed his teeth and vowed to secretly: Next time, he must prevent this damn white boy... Torres in the distance rubbed his golden hair with his hands with some regret, and the disappointment on his freckles. In other words, if the ball was scored just now, the head coach's tactical arrangement could be better realized... Sheng Ying didn't notice that a little guy behind her was gritting his teeth and staring at him.
Because for Torres, he doesn't know how many defenders he has broken through in the same way in his career, and he never cares about such a loser, Torres!
... The Spanish team got a corner because of Torres' shot.
Harvey's corner kick drew a beautiful arc and flew to England's penalty area, and all the players pushed and shoved into a ball in the penalty area in an instant... At this moment, the mutant suddenly appeared!
Force~~~~ The sudden crisp and loud whistle ended everything.
The referee Sendriz ran into the penalty area, and the end of the broadcast was close. It turned out that someone fell to the ground in the penalty area - Carlos Machena!
Spain's No. 4 main central defender!
The 1.83 meters tall Spanish man is lying in the England team's penalty area, covering his face and rolling painfully. His sad expression seems to have been hit by a shot put or discus from the sky... Standing beside Marchena's rolling is England's No. 4 Steven Taylor, Newcastle central defender for the first time. He raised his hands innocently to show that he didn't have any fouls, because he was staring at Machenna just now.
The referee walked to Machena with a black face and bent down to ask about the situation.
Unfortunately, Machena seems to have lost his language ability in pain. A finger pointed to Taylor like a sharp knife poked out. In addition to screaming and moaning, he also said a word... The Spanish players instantly seemed to have been divided into two pairs of well-trained and well-prepared soldiers - a wave of captain Golden Lion Wang Pu Joel's leadership surrounded the referee to put pressure... And another wave began to push the "perpetrator" Taylor angrily... in the stands.
The boos sounded instantly like the tide of Alpis Mountain's every winter and spring after the ice and snow melted into the Rhine River.
Before the fans on both sides heated up the plastic seats under their buttocks, they couldn't wait to comb their white middle fingers and wave their fists the size of a casserole, with a ferocious face!
In a fanatical atmosphere, even the usually dignified and virtuous beauty turned into a violent female warrior full of anger at this moment... "... What's the matter, Taylor fouled? God, will the Spanish team get a penalty?
"Piefball! Penalty kick!! Penalty kick!!! Oh, this is definitely a savage and shameless foul. Machena's expression is heart-wrenering. He was carried off the field on a stretcher..."
"... The referee Sendriz went to the sideline. It seemed that he didn't know what had just happened in the penalty area just now. He needed the help of the sideline... "... The sideline Linsam, the 27-year-old Israeli unexpectedly became the person who influenced the fate of the England team... Could it be a penalty? Silencem is whispering to the referee what just happened..."
... Thirty seconds later.
After the exchange with the referee, the referee Sendritz returned to England's penalty area with a blank face.
At this moment, countless hearts around the world beat violently...
(to be continued)