Volume 1: Playing football with me will break your legs Chapter 16 We still have time!
"drop!"
The referee blew the whistle briefly and pointed to the home team's corner flag area, indicating that the visiting team had a corner kick opportunity.
After completing the shot, Li Polo fell to the grass at the top of the penalty area. He punched the ground hard, looking a little unwilling.
Head coach Adre shook his head with great regret:
"His basic skills on the offensive end are too rough! If he had the dribbling skills of Aziz or Dubis, this goal could have been scored!"
Cox patted him on the shoulder:
"You may be asking too much. You actually expect a defender you picked up from an amateur league with a weekly salary of 300 yuan to dribble past three people and score a goal?"
Adre couldn't help but burst out laughing and turned his attention to the court.
The players who were defending in the visiting team's penalty area a few seconds ago were taking a walk to restore their strength while heading towards another penalty area a hundred meters away, and they could also discuss the tactics to be adopted.
Only the center back Sweeney, who came on as a substitute at the end, ran across the field at a very fast speed and quickly arrived in front of the home team's goal.
At 1.91 meters tall, he immediately became Milton Keynes' main defensive target and was sandwiched from front and back by two central defenders.
Rigg, who was in charge of the penalty kick, walked slowly to the corner flag area, picked up the football and rubbed it hard on his jersey to wipe off all the dirt and sweat from standing on the periphery. Then he carefully placed it on the grass, then took a step back and looked up to observe the situation in front of the goal.
Players from both teams took their positions one after another, pulling and shoving each other in front of the goal, and even squeezed the home team's goalkeeper so that he had nowhere to stand. The referee couldn't stand it anymore, so he blew the whistle and signaled them to keep a friendly distance.
When the two sides finally separated "reluctantly", another half a minute had passed...
Rigg looked at his teammates expressionlessly. As one of the few players who started consecutively, his physical strength had already given out. These few tens of seconds of rest time were extremely precious to him.
"drop!"
The referee finally left the penalty area and blew a whistle towards the corner flag area.
Rigg took a breath, took a step forward and drew an arc.
“Boom!”
The width of the MK Stadium is approximately 72 meters. Even if Rigg was physically exhausted, the pass would definitely not take more than one second to fly over 36 meters. In just one second, the players on both sides in front of the goal are not able to move much distance.
But the exception is Li Polo who has the "Eagle Eye"!
Before Rigg kicked the ball, Li Polo had already started to move. He saw the trajectory of the cross clearly with his eyes, and even made a bold judgment based on his own experience:
I’m afraid those players in front of the goal can’t stop this cross!
Sure enough, when the ball flew over the goal, the tall and strong Sweeney wanted to compete for the header, but the opponent's defender behind him grabbed his arm tightly, and he couldn't complete the jump...
The ball flew over the goal and fell rapidly. Sweeney could only watch it fly out of the small penalty area while preparing to retreat to defend.
But just as he had time to take a step back, his eyes couldn't help but tremble, and a blue figure rushed towards the ball... and jumped high!
Sweeney couldn't help but squint his eyes. He saw the white number on the shorts:
"1!"
Li Polo slightly tilted his body and used his forehead to meet the flying ball.
Although he is just a defender, many defenders are even better than forwards when it comes to heading!
There were no defensive players around to interfere , and he still had plenty of energy, so his header was a solid one!
The goalkeeper just had time to take a step forward when a black and white shadow "whooshed" past him and into the net!
3:2!
In the 6th minute and 23 seconds of injury time, Wimbledon, playing away, took the lead for the first time!
Adre and Cox on the sidelines opened their mouths wide and looked at each other in confusion.
Adley couldn't believe his eyes:
“Overtaken?!”
Cox was equally shocked:
"An amateur player earning 300 yuan a week...actually scored a goal?!"
But before they recovered from their shock, they saw player No. 1, who had completed the reversal, running towards them from fifty meters away.
In the last game, Li Polo, who was unprepared, did not perform well after scoring the goal, but this time it is different!
He rushed directly to the coaching seat and lifted the head coach up!
Adlei was caught off guard and danced in the air, his face full of ecstasy:
"Put me down! I want to celebrate with you!"
…
[Negative emotions from David Martin +2...]
【Levington＋2】
【McFatzen＋5】
【Baldok＋5】
【Robinson +10! 】
While the visiting team was celebrating wildly on the sidelines, the coach and players of the home team fell into a desperate silence.
Captain Levington immediately picked up the ball from the net and wanted to return to the center circle to kick off again, but he saw that his teammates around him were completely indifferent.
He couldn't help but slap Baldock on the back:
"Come on, we still have time!"
Baldock turned his head stiffly, his face full of frustration:
"Still got time?"
Levington gritted his teeth, but still encouraged his teammates:
"Never give up until the last second. They are only a fourth-tier team!"
Baldock nodded reluctantly and watched him jog towards the center circle.
There are 8 minutes of added time, and it’s almost 7 minutes now. After those bastards finish celebrating, how many seconds will be left?
…
Wimbledon finally ended its long celebration.
If the opposing coach had not protested, if the home team's more than 10,000 fans had not booed, Li Polo and his teammates could have celebrated for another three minutes.
The time has come to 7 minutes and 31 seconds.
Even if the referee wants to delay the game, there won't be much time left for the home team.
"cheer!"
"We must keep this ball!"
Adre, his assistants, and the players on the bench were all standing on the sidelines, cheering .
Except for the goalkeeper, the other nine players were all surrounded in the penalty area, forming two iron walls.
In the face of this purely human defense, Milton Keynes' attack had no chance of penetrating. They passed the ball continuously on the periphery for more than half a minute, but still could not find a gap to break the deadlock. In the end, they could only end the attack with a long shot.
The football was intercepted at the first line of defense. This time, Rigg cleared the ball with a big kick, kicking it high and far, leaving Li Polo no chance to chase and counterattack...
When the ball began to fall, the referee blew the whistle in time:
“Drip, drip… drip!!!”
The 9 minutes and 20 seconds of injury time finally ended!
3:2!
Adre let out a long sigh, a bright smile on his face.
The new Wimbledon led by him killed the enemy they wanted to kill the most on the away field!
