Chapter 893: Red Lightning, the First Goal of the World Cup!
Knock β
Dong Fangzhuo jumped up in front of South African central defender Kumalo to hit the goal, Kumalo failed to form a confrontation in the air at all, and Dong Fangzhuo's head smashed too easily.
The bounce of a world-class striker is too scary! Kumalo's face turned pale, and when he turned his head, the ball quickly drilled into the bottom right corner of the goal!
"The ball is in!"
"The ball is in!"
"Dong Fangzhuo!"
Whewβ
The South African fans in the stands were shocked, and the stadium fell silent in an instant.
Beep!
The referee's whistle blows.
Dong Fangzhuo has already rushed to the side of the Chinese fans.
But
No hurrah!
The goal is nullified.
Damn, Dong Fangzhuo stopped and was stunned for half a second, and understood what was going on, Zheng Zhi, who was also in the penalty area, fouled.
"Alas, Zheng Zhi!"
"The referee thinks Zheng Zhi has fouled someone when he is fighting for the top in the penalty area."
"Zheng Zhi, you can't help at this time, it's a pity that this ball was blown off."
In front of the TV, Chinese fans were also very dissatisfied.
"I'll go, Zheng Zhi, did you see Mandela last night?"
"You're just a wingman, why do you have to be fussy."
"These bad habits need to be broken!"
Even if Zheng Zhi is the captain of the Chinese national team, the goal is not polite to him, who told him to cause Dong Fangzhuo to lose the goal.
You must know that if Dong Fangzhuo scored this goal, it was the first goal in the 2010 World Cup in South Africa, which was a very meaningful goal.
Of course, Dong Fangzhuo will also score his 10th World Cup goal.
What are Dong's personal goals? Naturally, it is to break Ronaldo's World Cup total goals in the future, Ronaldo scored 7 goals in the last World Cup, increasing the World Cup total goals to 18, and Dong Fangzhuo is 9 goals away from him.
Zheng Zhi looked apologetic and waved at Dong Fangzhuo, but Dong Fangzhuo didn't mind and had already rejoined the attack.
"Not a loss, the world's No. 1 striker!" Even some of the presidents in the VIP seat gave Dong Fangzhuo a thumbs up, while the boss of my country was smiling and very happy!
He's proud!
The South African goalkeeper's big kick did not form an attack, Zhao Xuri took the lead in the backfield and stuck the position, and gave the ball to Huang Bowen, who plugged it straight and found Zheng Zhi.
Zheng Zhi was not affected by the foul just now, pulled to the left side during the run, easily got rid of the reckless South African defender Hadi Schwa, and immediately sent a diagonal pass with his right foot!
Mao Jianqing quickly plugged in from the left!
South Africa's right-back Tvala's speed is not slow, Mao Jianqing has no speed advantage at all, the two of them are running, Twala wants to knock down Mao Jianqing with his body, although Mao Jianqing is shaky, but he still balances his body, but suddenly accelerates forward and gets the ball first.
He didn't stop the ball, he crossed directly with his left foot!
The ball flew straight into the South African team's penalty area in a graceful arc!
Dong Fangzhuo is here again!
Although the Chinese team played only a single striker, although Kumalo and Mokona were both at the same time to contain Dong Fangzhuo, Dong Fangzhuo still bumped into the space between the two black and hard and then jumped!
bang
Bang!
Bump, jump, flick.
The ball passed by Mao Jianqing was still grabbed by him to the landing point.
call
The ball still flew to the bottom right corner of the goal!
overbearing
Tough!
Unreasonable!
Swiftness
Fierce,
Full of explosive headers!
Sand......
Dwara's sliding shovel came in an instant.
He's done it again!
It's him again.
He tackled the ball out before it flew into the goal.
At that moment, he was the savior of South Africa, the patron saint of the South African goal. Even his goalkeeper teammates wanted to throw away their gloves and draw a cross on their chest, thank God.
No, thank you for the God teammate in front of him......
"Whew,"
Huang Jianxiang sighed, once again he couldn't accept this divine kick.
"Woo woo woo woo,"
"Woo woo ......"
The South African fans frantically blew out the woo vu zu and cheered for Dwala's brave clearance.
But
The danger continues!
Mao Jianqing hooked the ball back near the baseline, did not let the ball go out of bounds, and did not ask for a corner.
And Dong Fangzhuo did not sigh the moment he landed, but supported his right hand, re-supported his body, and then quickly bounced up and ran back!
Yes, he withdrew from the South African team's penalty area at the first time, ran out quickly, and did not play with the opponent's two central defenders at all.
Mao Jianqing swept the ball outside the middle of the penalty area! Or Dong Fangzhuo.
"Oh my God!"
"He's so fast, it's like Superman!"
Bang!
Dong Fangzhuo volleyed directly with his left foot, not giving any reaction to the South African players at all, he picked three by himself, if you add the goalkeeper, it is four.
swish
The ball sticks to the turf and goes straight to the bottom left corner of the goal!
The road is one foot high, and the magic is one foot high! This time, the South African goalkeeper did not stand in front of the goal again and chilled, his black, hard and dexterous body flew straight to the bottom left corner of the goal.
Syllable!
He did it!
The ball was saved by him with one hand.
"Oops!"
"What the hell."
"This ball can be saved."
"Before the game, it was said that the South African national team invited several wizards to curse Dong Fangzhuo for not being able to score, is it really fulfilled?"
Mao Jianqing followed up quickly from outside the penalty area, and met the ball with a burst shot.
The ball flew towards the stands.
The Chinese team's rapid attack came to an abrupt end!
ββ¦β¦β
The blood-boiling screams of the Chinese fans at the scene and in front of the TV also disappeared in an instant.
"Anything is good! It's just a goal! β
"Alas! I don't believe Dong Fangzhuo can't score the first goal! β
They are still full of infinite expectations for Dong Fangzhuo.
South Africa coach Pacos Ferreira jumped up and down on the sidelines, almost blowing off his beard, but he couldn't get South Africa to launch a single attack.
As a result, after the ball was re-issued, the ball fell to the feet of right-back Sun Jihai.
"Crazy!"
"Crazy!"
"It's crazy!"
"The Chinese team is going to launch a blitzkrieg and eat the rhythm of South Africa in one go, the host's situation is miserable, and it may be blown up!"
Far away, across several live live broadcast rooms, Lineker was also banging on the table excitedly, and the Chinese team's tidal wave of continuous attacks made him climax, and every time he commented on Dong Fangzhuo's game, he was able to get excited.
This may be the infatuation......
Sun Jihai was unwilling to be lonely, he had already dribbled the ball through the half, and after making a wall-hitting cooperation with Huang Bowen in the middle, he once again dribbled the ball straight into the right side.
Boom β
A black and hard one crashed into a tank like a tank.
Bang β
Sun Jihai flew!
yes
He really flew out and quite exaggerated bounced in the air to the billboard on the sidelines!
South African midfielder Chabalala (I just got the screen name and team name because of this guy) rushed fiercely!
With a bang, Sun Jihai really smashed directly on the billboard, and the originally shiny billboard was dimmed and shattered directly.
Beep
The whistle blew.
"It's a sure foul."
"It's not an exaggeration to give a yellow card."
"However, Sun Jihai won't be injured, right?"
"The billboards are all broken."
The referee from Uzbekistan was not biased and did immediately show Chabalala a yellow card.
Such a malicious foul, if he didn't pull out the first yellow card of the World Cup, fans all over the world would remember him.
There can be no darkness in South Africa, so he resolutely gave a yellow card.
A yellow card is nothing, as long as it's not a red card, it's nothing.
The referee didn't even give the Chinese players a chance to besiege him, and shot quite quickly......
Dong Fangzhuo and the others ran directly to Sun Jihai's side, worried about Sun Jihai.
Sure enough, Sun Jihai frowned tightly, and covered his right shoulder with his left hand.
"He's hurt!"
"Definitely hurts!"
"Crawford needs to be ready for substitutions immediately."
"He's in this position, oh my God, only the young Zhang Linpeng can be replaced."
"No one thought that Sun Jihai would be injured."
"Sun Jihai has not had many injuries this season, he has always been healthy, and he has enough preparation time. This time it's really bad luck! β
"The South African players are so ruthless, they have home advantage!"
ββ¦β¦β
Sun Jihai finally walked off the field with the support of the team doctor, and Zhang Linpeng began to warm up.
21-year-old Zhang Linpeng got the opportunity to play!
The Chinese team had to make non-tactical substitutions!
Woo woo woo,
Woo woo woo,
At this time, Zhang Linpeng felt that his head was blank, he had not yet digested that he could play, and the old man Crouchen put his arms around his neck and roared loudly in his ear, "Child! β
"You can do it!"
"Go up and fight!"
"Teach them a hard lesson!"
"You are now the right-back of the Chinese team!"
Beep
The whistle blew and the battle continued.
Zheng Zhi retreated and took a free kick on the right side, but the ball did not fall into the South African team's penalty area, but crossed to Zhao Xuri.
Zhao Xuri transferred the ball to Mao Jianqing on the left, Mao Jianqing seemed to still feel palpitations for Sun Jihai's collision just now, and immediately passed the ball back to Zhao Xuri, Zhao Xuri suddenly made a sound and handed the ball back to the right side.
Hao Junmin unloaded the ball on the right side and passed it into the South African penalty area. But the ball was not passed well and was intercepted by the South African players, who immediately launched a counterattack!
It was their first real counterattack.
The ball did not go through the midfield at all, but directly hit the back of the Chinese team.
It's Zhang Linpeng's side.
"Danger!"
Zhang Linpeng really didn't get ready, but he turned half a beat slower, and the ball fell straight behind him. The opponent's forward midfielder Pinar got the ball and quickly cut into the left side of the Chinese team's penalty area.
Boom β
Burst near angle!
Zeng Cheng was as light as a swallow, and his fists struck out into the sky!
He was not knocked out.
Li Weifeng's tall figure appeared at the first time and calmly pushed the ball to the left.
Zhu Ting quickly came back to answer, got the ball, and then immediately sent a long pass over the top with his left foot.
Zheng Zhi ran to the left side of the chest and stopped, without waiting for the ball to land, he swept the pass directly with his right foot! He didn't look at it at all!
Dong Fangzhuo is like an arrow off the string, whoosh-
Black and hard?
A red lightning flashed between the two South African central defenders, and the anti-offside position was successful in an instant, which is really freshly dressed and angry!
Bend the bow and arrow, and the ball arrives! Vertical shooting!
Knock β
A direct volley that doesn't give the opponent any time to fight back at all!
The ball flew like a cannonball into the top right corner of the goal.
The South African goalkeeper couldn't make a save.
"The ball is in!"
"The ball is in!"
"Dong Fangzhuo!"
"The first goal of this World Cup has come!"