Chapter 160: Slow as a Balloon?

"Come, stand ahead, and come together."

Ronaldo poked his head out again and stood beside Dong Fangzhuo.

Men, this is how they are maturing step by step, don't laugh at them who were once young and young.

Because that's how everybody comes along.

That's right, Dong Fangzhuo thought to himself.

Not only Cristiano Ronaldo, but also Rooney on the bench, should be like this, facing penalties and facing a challenging life.

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Captain Keane went to flip a coin and eventually got the right to take the penalty.

He walked slowly over to Howard, took his head into his arms, and kissed him lightly on the forehead.

"Come on, you can!"

Finally, he patted Howard on the shoulder and personally sent him to the battlefield.

American Howard has yet to experience a penalty in the top flight, which is still tough for him, and his hard face tells everyone that he is nervous, but as a goalkeeper, he will definitely be the first to play.

For Chelsea, Frank Lampard has come out and he is the first penalty taker.

Frank Lampard may not be Chelsea's captain, but he is the most trusted player in the squad. And, of course, because he has a big heart, he deserves the trust of everyone at Chelsea.

He is like a knight in the Middle Ages, he walks with such style, and from his body, you can see endless self-confidence. Eventually, he stood in front of the penalty spot, his eyes fixed on Howard in front of him.

Without a smile or a hint of panic, he gently placed the ball on the penalty spot and slowly backed away.

The referee blew the whistle and he ran and shot.

Half-high, straight to the right of the goal, Howard pounced in the opposite direction and couldn't get the ball into the net......

Keane is more like a swordsman, his face is full of coldness and determination, he walks in a hurry, but the urgency is not because he is nervous, but he wants to solve the battle faster.

Standing in front of him is the young Cech, who has been told by many media that he will become a great goalkeeper in the future.

But Keane doesn't care who the guy in front of him is, he just wants to blast his goal with the ball, even if God is standing, he can't stop his shot!

So, despite his calm appearance and small steps in front of the goal, Keane's eyes seemed to be like a black hole, and he didn't take him seriously at all.

The ball he draws is straight to the middle! There is no choice of angle at all.

Cech's save was beautiful, but the ball flew in the middle and Keane hit hard and fast, quite resolutely!

In the first round of the penalty shootout, the two sides played 1:1, and no one was left behind.

Old Trafford was instantly boiling after Keane scored the goal, but soon fell silent again as Duff quickly walked up.

The expression on Duff's face was clearly less calm than Lampard's previous one, and it was clear from his constant blinking that he was nervous, but he was still brave enough to come in second.

His run-up was long, almost on the sideline of the penalty area, and when the referee blew the whistle, he rushed straight to the ball and fired a violent volley.

Whew-

The ball hangs straight into the bottom right corner of the goal!

He still scored and Chelsea led 2-1.

The pressure was lost to Vanney.

Originally, Ferguson was going to arrange for him to be the first to play, but Ruud van Nistelrooy missed the penalty before and Ferguson put him in second place, and no one was sure that he would be able to score a penalty, so he would not leave Ruud van Nistelrooy out.

Ruud van Nistelrooy is not a rookie, he is a world-class striker, a veteran of countless battles, and a penalty will not make him lose confidence. The fact that he was able to resolutely stand up again speaks for itself, and what he lost just now has to be taken back.

Hmmm-

The ball was drilled into the bottom left corner of the goal against the turf and the post.

As before, he didn't change his angle, as if he wanted to prove to everyone that he didn't make a mistake just now, it was just an accident.

Petr Cech was on the right side again, but he couldn't keep the ball out of the net.

Cech got up from the turf, patted himself lightly, and shook his head. It's a shame to miss two chances in a row, but it's not over yet, I still have a lot of chances, I'll get it, he thought.

Gudjohnsen was the third, and his face was as cold as his country – Iceland, a country with a population of less than 300,000.

His shot was as cold as a knife blade, and the ball flew under Howard's armpit, but there was nothing Howard could do.

Chelsea hit three of the penalty!

Manchester United's Paul Scholes made his third appearance, and the ginger-headed face was a little ugly, and he seemed to be frowning all the time? He spent a long time on the turf to put the ball away, and when it came time he had a low center of gravity, which was not very tall, so it was even more difficult for Cech to judge when he took a free throw.

Knock –

It was still a half-high ball, the guy's footwork was too good, and it hit the right side of the goal, and this time Cech pounced in the opposite direction.

"The players at Manchester United must have practiced, otherwise they wouldn't have played so beautifully!" Lineker praised.

Chelsea's fourth appearance was John Terry, who took a big step and soon walked close to the penalty spot. His tall body stood in front of the big penalty area, like he was going to stand in a duel with Howard in the boxing ring.

During the run, he changed his pace, stopping abruptly in the middle of the run, and then accelerating rapidly.

Whoosh –

The ball he shot flew high out of the goal and towards the stands on the right side.

"Aha! The ball actually flew off! “

At that moment, Old Trafford climaxed again.

"Haha, this guy actually dares to come up and take a penalty!"

Terry gets endless ridicule! He pulled up the jersey on his chest and covered his face, completely unable to believe that his footwork could stink so much!

The balance of victory is instantly in favor of Manchester United!

The pressure was thrown at Chelsea in an instant, so much so that when Ryan Giggs came up, he felt much more relaxed.

He is a left-footed player who stands in the opposite position to the others.

He chose to hit the bottom left corner of the goal!

Very resolute.

However, Cech was also resolute!

It was still the goal that pounced on the bottom left corner of the goal.

Smack-

Ryan Giggs' shot was saved by Cech, albeit from a tricky angle.

"God! Manchester United missed a chance! “

The United fans in the stands couldn't believe that Cech had saved Ryan Giggs' shot. Manchester United and Chelsea are back on the same page!

Giggs's face was grim......

"I'm rubbing, this guy, he has always chosen to pounce on the lower left corner!" Dong Fangzhuo woke up impressively, but he woke up a little late, because he was the only one left!

And Chelsea's Joe Cole has already walked up......

Joe Cole is under pressure and he has to hit the ball or Chelsea will be on the back again.

His running distance was all out of the box! Under heavy pressure, he chose to volley violently!

Bang –

The ball he pulled out smashed directly into Howard's thigh!

Didn't go in!

Chelsea fans can't stand it anymore......

Joe Cole, who had high hopes, was so disappointed.

Now, everyone's eyes are focused on Dong Fangzhuo.

Dong Fangzhuo gently put the ball on the penalty spot, and then looked up at Cech, or the goal.

Then he slowly stepped back, also pulling the running distance to the sideline of the penalty area.

"This kid is going to!" Cech thought to himself, waving his hands quickly, trying to influence Dong Fangzhuo.

Dong Fangzhuo ran fast!

Petr Cech pounced again, again in the bottom left corner!

Huh-

Dong Fangzhuo, who was fast, did not burst.

The ball lightly drew a small parabola in the air, as slow as an air balloon?

You want to give the ball a boost......

Nima!

"Spoon penalty!"

"Ah——————h