Chapter 464 Deadly Punishment

Fley Croft's finger, under the attention of the public, unexpectedly... pointed to the penalty spot!

"Hey, hey, hey... How is this possible? Is the referee Croft going to sentence Newcastle to a capital punishment? Brother Duan Xuan was 'stepped on the tail' again and shouted in an incredible tone: "Is it a penalty kick? From the slow motion just now, we can clearly see... What is more excited than Duan Xuange is the English commentator Sester. The man in his fifties slapped the table and jumped up: "Ouch... Chet!!! Croft... Friends, let's remember Croft's face. It's fucking disgusting. This is definitely a deliberate misjudgment..."

There was a booing sound from the Wembley Stadium. Countless coins, nuts and confetti flew down from the stands like a storm in June... "Oh, don't stop me, I'm going to hang him, that son of a bitch!"

"Misjudgment, misjudgment, go to die!"

The eyes were red, and the mouths were spitting white gas. Newcastle fans, like 40,000 angry bison, couldn't wait to break through the thin billboards blocking the court and the stands, and rushed to swallow the Irish life in the bright yellow referee's uniform on the court... The broadcast shot I didn't miss the opportunity to give a close-up to the two head coaches on the sidelines - Benitez's ecstasy and the slight astonishment of the madman Li. Suddenly, through the TV and the big electronic screen on the scene, they appeared in front of the TV and in the eyes of the fans in the live stands... "Wow, Shet... No one stops me, I'm going to go. Kill that damn referee!" Alan Shearer shouted crazily and was about to rush to the field... A group of people on the Newcastle bench saw this and quickly flashed aside without a name.

"Damn it..."

Alan Shearer saw that no one was stopping him, so he shouted loudly, "No one should stop me, don't stop me..." Who knew that the hints were so obvious. Everyone was still beside him. Shearer thought for a while and said shamelessly, "Forget it, I'll spare him first this time. ......"

Even Li Tongfan was defeated by Shearer's shamelessness and couldn't help drawing a slight arc at the corners of his mouth... Alan Shearer looked at it and was relieved: "Li, are you laughing? Hey hey, that's great. I'm relieved when you laugh... Only when you keep standing on the sidelines and smiling, can the hammers on the court maintain morale and continue to play hard... Shearer pointed to the field. At this time, Newcastle's players were still surrounded the referee with an excited face and defended something angrily... The assistant coach was very He continued worriedly, "The situation on the court is very bad for us now. It seems that the penalty kick can't escape. You have to come up with a solution quickly. It's not too bad for us to fall behind with a ball..."

"What did you say? A ball is behind?

Li Tongfan looked up and down at Shear and asked strangely, "Where did a ball fall behind?"

"That penalty kick?"

"Isn't the penalty not scored yet? Besides, who stipulates that this penalty will definitely be scored?" Li Tongfan showed a signature strange smile on his face: "Maybe that little guy will surprise us..."

"That little guy...surprise..."

Of course, Shearer knew who Li Tongfan was talking about, so he turned his eyes to the field, the 18-year-old Spanish teenager standing in front of Newcastle's door... on the field.

Chief referee Foley Croft finally suppressed the resistance of the Newcastle Hammers with 'violence', and the leading Alan Smith got a yellow card... When all the players were expelled, the referee called Marcelo to his side, whispered a few words, showed a yellow card, and then strode. Exit the penalty area and signal that Liverpool can take the corner kick... Liverpool's pick for the corner kick is their team's soul Gerrard!

When such a man who stands up an era Reds midfielder with his own backbone stands at the penalty point, which goalkeeper will not feel trembling?

So, when Gerald walked step by step to the football lying alone on the white spot in the penalty area, the whole Wembley, the whole England, and the whole world seemed to hold their breath at this moment, and the air began to pause and solidify... The moment of deciding fate was coming, and the heartbeat was clear and audible!

But... At this time, there was a little accident on the court - Marcelo, who got a yellow card, did not immediately exit the penalty area, but stood in place with his hands open to show his innocence: "It's definitely not my fault. I didn't push him at all... It's definitely not my fault, absolutely not, I swear. !!

Forced - The referee blew the whistle and ran into the penalty area again. After verbal warning to Marcelo, he withdrew again. He was about to whistle to signal Gerrard to take a penalty, but Marcelo still did not exit the penalty area... "I didn't touch him at all, damn Babel, he was a fake fall, I am Innocent..."

In fact, at this time, Marcelo standing in the penalty area was blank.

The great mental and psychological pressure brought by the players by the important surname of Wimbley in the finals made him very, very unwilling to make such a huge mistake... Marcelo remembers clearly that at the moment when Babel provoked him, he did not push Babel in the back at all, even the Netherlands. The man's jersey was not touched, but the Dutchman lay in the penalty area in an extremely strange posture. It was clearly a long-planned fake fall... Extreme innocence and great psychological pressure made Marco forget the rules of the court at this moment. He just wanted to the referee, the linesman, the fans, To my teammates... Most importantly, prove to the black figure on the sidelines - I absolutely didn't foul!

However, the Brazilian hammer ignored how serious the consequences would be if they disobeyed the referee's decision on the court... So, at this time, the referee Foley Croft was very angry and the consequences were very serious!

Before captain Owen ran into the penalty area to persuade Marcelo, the referee rushed into the penalty area for the third time with red eyes, and couldn't help but give Marcelo a yellow card, two yellows turned red, and Croft took out the 'Ruby God of War Card' from his chest pocket... "Buzz - Boom - Whoo..."

Wembley made a messy exclamation, and the middle finger raised in the stands was like a dense white forest... "Ouch... Shet Shet Shet!"

Sest was excited. In the excitement, he blurted out a series of Great Britain's 'national scolding' without thinking: "This is a blasphemy of the position of the referee, and this is an unforgivable dereliction of duty..."

However, after four or five seconds, when reason defeated the surname, Sester, who finally remembered his commentator's position quickly changed his words: "However, Marcelo's approach is not wise. He can never escape the second red card by provoking the authority of the referee like this... The controversy of this penalty is not in the second yellow card. , but in the fake fall of Dutch winger Babel, through slow motion, we can clearly see that Marcelo is indeed innocent..."

"Oh, hey, hey~~~~~ It's a red card, red card!! Marcelo!! Newcastle!! ! This time, Newcastle is really dangerous. This scene reminds me of the scene where Carlos got a red card in the Spanish national derby shortly after the beginning of the game..."

Brother Duan Xuan, a big head, seemed to have a little hindsight compared with Sester. After a trembling long tone, he finally got excited: "At that time, Carlos was sent off with a red card because he did not accept the referee's decision. Barcelona's penalty kick led the score, but Real Madrid was in In the second half, he tied the score with a wonderful single-rider shot of the alien Ronaldo... In this game, Ronaldo sat on the bench. I don't know if he still has a chance to play..."

On the field.

Marcelo shed tears and was persuaded by his teammates.

When the Brazilian hammer passed by Babel, he glared at the Dutch winger angrily. The Dutch winger had a rich expression on his face and hurriedly lowered his head... The camera recorded this scene.

On the sidelines.

Benitez's chubby face was red with an uncontrollable smile. No matter from that point of view, the goddess of victory is picking up her skirt and winking at the Liverpool people... And the madman Li... After experiencing the previous tonishment, it is difficult for people to see anything from his face this time. The same expression, but everyone who is familiar with him knows that the tight lips and serious eyes represent that [God on the side of the football field] is about to launch a thunderous change... ....... Gerrard walked to the penalty point, he carefully turned over the position of the football, pressed his face calmly and slowly, pulled The distance from the run... Opposite him was an 18-year-old rookie.

Before that, this Spanish rookie named Hedea did not have any Premier League game record. Even when he was at Atletico Madrid in Spain, he only played against Team B on behalf of the Sheets, and there was no first-team debut record... [Pietro] Gerrard, with a value of 18, faced such a An inexperienced rookie is like an experienced rookie facing a girl who has taken off her clothes. It seems that the ending can only be inserted... Therefore, the Liverpool team is full of confidence!

On the Wembley stands, Liverpool fans have been cheering with a hundred times of madness and fire, while Newcastle fans can only make a high decibel boo to interfere with Gerald's penalty kick, while covering their eyes to avoid the miserable moment when the goal was broken... Countless people are thinking, when 0:1 is behind After that, how will the madman Li adjust and where will Newcastle go

(to be continued)