Chapter 263: Taking the lead
In the 33rd minute of the first half, although the score was still 0:0, neither side was able to break the deadlock. But at this time, the atmosphere of the Stadium of Light was still hot enough to fry raw eggs. The two sides were like boxers, attacking back and forth quickly, making everyone's adrenaline start to spin up. The wonderful pictures and dangers that appear on the field from time to time make everyone stare intently, for fear that they will miss a wonderful picture or a goal because of a momentary distraction or a trivial matter. Therefore, it is not unfounded that the atmosphere of the Premier League is almost the best in European football.
"Oh oh God, I can feel my heart being tested. But this is the scene of our Tamar love! Love it to death!! I don't know if this European Championship final will be a classic European Championship final. But with more than 30 minutes of play, it definitely qualifies, there is no doubt about it!! We may be fortunate enough to be watching a game that will go down in history. Now, all that's missing is goals. ”
At this time, both sides on the field are almost at the first critical point of the body. Good looks, exciting attacks, come at a price. The continuous and rapid back and forth attacks made the bodies of both sides violently consumed in a short period of time. It was dead ball time now, with Figo's cross blocked by Boulf and Portugal awarded a corner on the left. Lao Lei was near the penalty line, waiting intently for the moment when the corner kick was issued. His chest rose and fell a little violently, and he had sprinted quite a distance in the stormy pace of the game just now.
Lao Lei's mind was constantly thinking, thinking about the current field and situation. Though. During this time, Portugal regained some of their disadvantage slightly. But he still hasn't let up. Because, this is a quick confrontation with the Czech Republic. It's not a long-term solution. Compared to Portugal, the Czech Republic is more suitable for this style of play, and it has an advantage in terms of impact and attacking routines. After all, Portugal has been playing that kind of technical style of play before, and for them, the current way of attacking is like playing a drip, which can only solve a temporary urgency and cannot be eradicated.
The only way to break this situation now is. Portugal could score first in time, making it impossible for the Czechs to continue with their current tactics. Giving up midfield, allowing Portugal's backline to advance, giving them space to attack, breaking the ball or attacking quickly to threaten Portugal's goal. This kind of attack is like a poisonous snake coiled up, quietly waiting for the opportunity to launch an attack to kill with one blow while guarding. As long as the Czech Republic can take the initiative to press it out. By making their defensive formation less dense, Portugal could use their own mercury-like advances to break down the Czech defence.
With a whistle from the referee, Figo whipped in the corner. At the same time, Lao Lei also used the first ambush he prepared before the game. "The Super Aura Flash Card was successfully activated, and in the next 30 seconds, the host was engaged in the attack. There is a 30% chance that at any moment, it will enter the state of Super Flash. In this state. You'll be able to make technical moves and offensive choices that go beyond the ordinary. Mortals will always reach your imagination. As the prompt of the system sounded in his head, Lao Lei breathed a sigh of relief. It was a good start, and there was no bad luck to fail the first time.
Looking at the football flying in the air, Lao Lei suddenly felt as if he had entered another world, an indescribable feeling, and always felt that all his sensory systems had become extremely sensitive, and he felt things that he couldn't feel before. Figo's football drove to the middle of the goal, and Ujfarusi grabbed the first drop of the football and cleared the ball out of the penalty area, but did not go far, but fell near the penalty line, just behind the old ray. Lao Lei immediately turned around, stuck Nedved firmly behind him, and wanted to get the second landing point, at the same time, he was surrounded by Czech players, and I was afraid that as soon as he stopped the football, he would face the end of being caught by many people and being cut off.
At this time, Lao Lei suddenly pushed back, slightly squeezed away Nedved, who was clinging to him, and did not use his chest or feet to stop the ball, or use his header to push the football to his teammates, but used the back of his head and neck. He used a fancy way of stopping the ball that would not appear in the game, and directly stopped the football in the air on his neck. This made the Czech players stunned for a moment, at that height, they simply could not destroy the football with regular movements.
Taking advantage of the moment when the Czech players were stunned, Lao Lei exerted his strength with both feet, and with the back of his head, he directly gave the football back into the penalty area. The ball passed over Nedved's shoulder, through the gap between Ujfarusi and Burf, and came to Gomez. It happened so fast that the Czech players almost watched the football pass by their side, and had no time to react. Even Gomez, when he saw the football coming to him, he was stunned for a moment, and his brain couldn't react at once. However, the striker's instinctive reaction allowed him to reach out with his right foot to stop the football, and then hit a powerful volley with his right heel.
At such a close distance, no matter how good Cech is, he is just an ordinary person, and it is impossible for the reflex nerves to really have the speed of light. He only blinked his eyes, and before he could reach out to make a movement, the football passed by his ears with a strong wind and flew into the Czech gate. And I, at this time, have just fully come back to my senses. Looking at the football bouncing in the door, he suddenly showed an extremely excited expression on his face, and rushed directly to the stands of the Portuguese fans, yelling and waving his arms wildly.
Immediately afterward, the red wave of the Stadium of Light immediately began to surge, like boiling water, and the heat made people dizzy. Then the whole of Portugal started beating and screaming, they had an early lead in the final, and in any case, they were closer to victory, to the Delaunay Cup. The beauties writhed their sexy bodies passionately, while the men opened their mouths and roared, venting their involuntary passion. Scolari, who was on the sidelines, was also blushing at this time, as excited as a child who got candy, and hugged the people around him frantically. Portugal's bench is also a mess, and the taste of qiē is excitement and madness.
On the pitch, except for Ricardo, all the Portuguese players in the backfield rushed to the front to celebrate. With smiles on their faces, they ran quickly, completely devoid of the exhaustion they had felt before. Cristiano Ronaldo pulled the running Gomez to the ground, and soon after, a red hill bag appeared at the Stadium of Light. In the backcourt, Ricardo also excitedly made a boxing gesture, facing the goalpost, and practiced boxing. At this point, he may not know what he's doing, he's just venting, because his boxing gestures don't look like he's practiced at all. A red madness is ongoing.
“GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOAL!!! Nuno! Nuno Gomez!! The ball is in! The ball is in!! This goal will go down in history, it was our first goal in the European Championship final! Nuno's shot, very calm and great. But it has to be said that Reimaa's passing is great! I've never seen anyone on the pitch with an assist in that way. unimaginable! Genius imagination!! He's playing football, which is completely outside the same world as us! A flash of light! In just a split second, he changed the game! Changed all!! That's superstar! This is the table xiàn that he should have!! He's not a superstar?! Who is !!! ”
With the cheers of the Portuguese fans around him, Lao Lei did not go to celebrate with his teammates. Instead, he turned around and found Nedved behind him, and glanced at the corners of his mouth, revealing a smug smile, and at the same time waving his clenched fist. There was no malice at all, and Lao Lei himself clearly knew that he was not malicious at this time. He's just showing off, showing himself proudly. He always likes to do this when it comes to opponents who make him difficult. And Nedved, although there was a slight loss in his expression, he seemed very calm and didn't care about Lao Lei's movements at all.
Looking at Nedved's watch, Lao Lei couldn't help but feel a little disappointed. But now is not the time to think about this, this is the time to celebrate. He rushed to his teammates gathered in the corner flag area, jumped and pressed hard, smiling with genuine joy. Although there are still many hidden dangers in the subsequent games, it belongs to Lao Lei and his Portugal at this time.
Just as the Portuguese players were reluctantly moving back to their positions, Brückner on the sidelines made his new tactical gestures. Like a madman, he kept waving his arms and shouting, "Attack!" Offensive!! Offensive!!! Boys, look up and beat them back! Hit back!! At the moment of falling behind, Brückner, who had been calm before, finally showed his crazy side, and there was no doubt that Portugal would face even more crazy and fierce attacks from the Czech Republic.
While the Portuguese players were still basking in the joy of taking the lead, the Czechs' frantic counter-attack woke them up in an instant.
"Rosicky, precise straight stopper! Baroshe, Baroshe! Oh, nice heel, Jankohler is ready to shoot! No, no shots! Remayar again! He shoveled down in time and defused the danger again. Just now, Costiani was clearly stunned, and Portugal needed to pay attention, knowing that the first half was not over yet, and now is not the time to dream of the title. ”
After getting up, Old Ray looked at the Czech players. A frenzied atmosphere was brewing, which he had seen in the footage of the game, which was the Czech Republic's three-goal win over the Netherlands in the group stage.
He knew that this was the real beginning of the test.
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