"Welcome back, what you are watching is the third round of Group B of the 2007-08 Champions League group stage, the second half of the Premier League Chelsea's home game against Schalke 04."

"Chelsea currently leads Schalke 04 1:0, the game It's about to start, Chelsea serve. "

The game started again. Chelsea seized another opportunity two minutes into the game. Defender Freira passed the ball from the right wing at high speed. The ball flew straight to the goal. Drogba rushed to catch it. He successfully scored with a diving dive.

"GOALLLL!!! The ball has been scored!"

"Chelsea leads 2:0! There are still 43 minutes left before the end of the game. Can Schalke 04 equalize the score in these 43 minutes?!" Schalke 04 defender

in the 52nd minute

Rodriguez successfully created a penalty kick, and midfielder Grossmuller served straight into the penalty area.

Schalke 04 forwards Larsson and Asaamo in the penalty area pursued the ball in the direction of the ball.

Endrit stood in the goal with his eyes fixed on the football and hesitated for a few seconds. Then he looked up at Lampard's position and found that there were no Schalke 04 players around him. He took the initiative and ran a few steps in the direction of the football. After touching the ball, he raised his eyes to check Lampard's direction again and kicked the football hard.

The football drew an arc in the air and headed straight for Lampard. Larsson jumped up and tried to head the ball, but the football didn't even hit his hair when it flew over his head. Larson stepped on the turf again and didn't have time to take a look at Endrit. He turned around and ran quickly towards his own half. After receiving the ball, Lampard took the ball directly into the penalty area and launched another attack.

Alex was stunned for a moment. He had just run over from the side and was about to grab the ball for a rescue. When he was about to reach the football, Endrit suddenly appeared in his field of vision and kicked the football away.

This is very reasonable. If he is too late to grab the point and two forwards on the opposite side rush towards the goal, one of them will shoot and the other will definitely make a follow-up shot. It will definitely become more difficult to make a successful save. Now Endritt directly kicked the football away before the opponent could take a shot, killing the opponent's shot in the cradle - there was nothing wrong with it at all.

It's just...something feels weird.

Alex turned around and ran, keeping up with his teammates. A thought suddenly crossed his mind: Was Ritter directly participating in the attack just now? Could it be that everything Ritter said before was true?

After weighing the pros and cons and discovering that it would save more effort to kick the football out on his own initiative, Endritt suddenly found that his four defenders were playing more actively than in the first half.

In the 57th minute, the opposing forward Larsson scored with a low shot, and Alex scooped the football away with a flying shovel.

Endrit, who had already squatted down to grab the ball, straightened up and watched the football fly forward again.

In the 65th minute

, Lowenkranz lobbed a shot from the left side of the penalty area. The football drew a parabola in the air and went straight to the goal. Endritt moved to the left side of the goal, stretching his legs to block the football and throwing the ball under him. He hesitated in making a save, but before he could make the final choice, defender Ferreira in front of the left penalty area turned around and ran several steps before Endritt stretched his legs to block the football.

The football hit Ferreira's right leg and bounced out. Carvalho, who had just come for the football but arrived late, received the football and rushed forward with the ball.

Endrit stopped and walked back silently. The question mark in his mind could no longer be hidden: What happened? Why did his fellow defender, who could paddle whenever he could, suddenly play so aggressively?

And he didn't yell a few words in this game. Could it be that his dressing up in this game shocked his teammates?

Endrit shook his head slightly as he walked, his golden hair swaying in the wind. Endrit raised his head slightly, revealing a pair of golden eyes.

The camera cut quickly to a stop, and the commentator was regretting the long shot taken by Chelsea midfielder Michael Essien.

"The angle of this long-range shot is a bit positive, but the power is not enough. When Essien shot... Oh my god! God, did I read it right? Not only did Ritter dye his hair blond, but he also wore gold contact lenses?"

"He is so bad now. A gold jersey," the partner next to him said: "The Football Association should allow goalkeepers to wear gold jerseys!"

In the 76th minute,

Schalke 04 created an excellent chance to score, and defender Rafinha went on the right. After passing the ball from the bottom, Larsson pressed Carvalho in the penalty area and shook his head to attack the goal.

In the stands, fans clenched their fists in unison. One side was nervously expecting the goal to be scored, and the other side was nervously expecting a wonderful save.

"Larson pressed Carvalho and shook his head to attack the goal!"

"The football hit the left post!"

"This goal can still go in! The football bounced towards the goal!"

Carvalho closed his eyes, feeling annoyed with them. Several people were so active in saving the ball just now. What if Endritt thought that he could successfully save this ball like Alex and Freira before and didn't make a save in advance?

But it shouldn't be, Endrit is not that kind of person - Carvalho opened his eyes and looked at Endrit, only to find that the latter was facing the football sideways, without any movement other than that.

"Ritter!"

Before he finished speaking, Endrit stretched out his left arm and took the football into his arms. His ears twitched when he heard someone calling his name. He held the football in one hand and turned around to look at Kawa. He slightly raised his eyebrows and threw the football towards Carvalho.

Yaosu, his fellow defenders really stepped up in the second half of the game and were so aggressive in asking for the ball.

When the football was thrown to Carvalho's feet, the commentators were screaming for the director to replay the save.

"Turn around, look at the football, reach out, and scoop the football into your arms with one hand!"

"Can you believe this is a live save in a Champions League game!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the director replayed the 17th shot of the first half. Minutes later, Endritt put his hands on his hips and tilted his head to watch the football fly out of the frame.

"Such an understatement, like eating and drinking water, was performed on the court again!"

"Oh God! He is simply Apollo!"

In the 80th minute,

Schalke 04 head coach Slomka replaced Georgi with Azhaoga. Ross Muller, the commentators began to discuss whether Schalke 04 is going to have a final fight?

In the 82nd minute

Slomka replaced Rodriguez with Bajramovic.

In the 83rd minute

Slomka replaced Asaamo with Raktic. Mourinho replaced Malouda with Kalou

in the 85th minute . In the 88th minute, Schalke 04 tried the final attack. Raktic, who had just replaced, hit the goal with a free kick on the left, and Endritt easily picked the ball off. At the end of the game, Chelsea easily defeated Schalke 04 2-0 at home. As the whistle sounded at the end of the game, Carvalho couldn't help but rush to Endrit and gave him a hug. He patted Endrit on the back several times and said, "You were really scared just now." Damn it! I thought you didn't react, but it turned out you were just being cool!" Endrit said, "I didn't."













Several teammates who had already gathered around couldn't help showing expressions of stomachache when they heard this, "Why is there no more? In the first half, you stood there and watched the football fly past the goal frame, and just now the football bounced off the goal post. You didn't move at all when he flew towards you, right? "Isn't this a pretense?"

Endrit thought about it after being confused for a few seconds, and realized that what he did before was indeed a bit of a pretense, but...

"I just know. The goal couldn't be scored, so I saved my energy and didn't move." Endrit was a little angry when he said this, "You have forgotten that the distance I ran as a goalkeeper in the previous game was greater than that of some of you defenders. Is there more distance? I can’t see the ball coming in, so I’m not moving at all... Oh! Don’t run!”

He was running on the court and couldn’t stop at all. The external manifestation of inner anxiety is that I dare not relax for a moment. But it's different now. He will play more relaxedly on the court, and even games will be a more enjoyable playing experience for him.

But it felt a bit pretentious... Endritt tsked slightly and took off the gloves on his hands as he walked. When he was almost in front of Coach Mourinho, he separated the fingers of his right hand without the gloves, and then smoothed his hair. , revealing a smooth forehead.

Mourinho was startled, and then turned his head unbearably: Will this child turn into a peacock and spread his tail everywhere when he is no longer autistic?

"Coach, let me tell you that some of them just said that I was pretending, but I was obviously too tired from running before. Now I am saving my energy and not moving when I see that the ball can't be scored..."

Mourinho turned around and said, I wanted to say something when I saw Endrit's eyes, "You, when did you wear contact lenses?"

"I put them on this morning. Coach, you didn't look at me at all today, right?" Endrit said He sighed softly and reached out to fiddle with the hair on his forehead, "But the hair in front is indeed a bit long. Although it doesn't block the view, it is a bit prickly on the eyelids. I will cut it soon and wear gloves on the court. It's not convenient to brush your hair..."

Mourinho was silent for a few seconds, then reached out and patted Endrit on the shoulder, "Are you going to attend the post-match press conference today?"

"Of course!" Endrit chuckled. , "I want to formally introduce my new identity to everyone."

Since his opponents couldn't tell from his appearance that he was a ferocious lion, he let the British media boast that he was a very ferocious lion. Due to the brainwashing skills of the British media, he believed that the opponents who played against him for the first time would be weaker than him in terms of momentum. By the time they realized that he was actually not that cruel, it was already too late because he had already He saved every ball kicked by his opponent.

As the camera shutter clicked, Endritt picked up the microphone and began to think about how to get the reporter's questions to the lion.

"Ritter, your current outfit represents Apollo, right?"

Endrit was stunned, "Apollo?"

"With blond hair and golden eyes, isn't this Apollo, the sun god?"

He looked at the reporter with full expectancy. , Endrit exhaled slowly, "First of all, the orthodox sun god is Helios, and secondly, my current costume is the Lion King. The lion..."

Endrit stood up and lifted up the hem of his jersey to reveal his stickers. The lion on the side of the waist, "Here, it's a lion!"

Endrit bought many tattoos, thinking that it would be wasted if he didn't apply them, but it was useless if he applied them to his collarbone and his teammates kept staring at them, so Endrit got them. It was attached directly to the waist.

"It's a lion, not a sun god."

Damn it, can he really trust the British media? They are so good at bragging!