Chapter 270: This crazy day

Ricardo Balia stood in front of the penalty spot, his mouth slightly opened in the live broadcast, and he continued to breathe deeply. At the same time, he turned his head to look at the referee from time to time, waiting for the whistle.
Matthew Cox’s voice sounded: "Kirk gave this opportunity to take the penalty kick to Valeria. This young Portuguese player who has joined the team for less than a season has been trusted and respected by the team. Now... this is of course his own outstanding performance in exchange for. Now he is going to make a final decision and kill Leeds..."
After the whistle sounded, Cox's commentary stopped abruptly.
Then Baria in the picture let out a sigh of relief and took a run-up shot!
He chose to play in the middle, but he didn't exert force, so the ball was not fast. Leeds goalkeeper Van Deven, who happened to be thrown out but not completely thrown out, blocked the football with his toes.
Baria reacted fairly quickly, and immediately rushed to fill the shot, but was blocked by Van Deven again!
Then Vieira made a big-footed clearance, and Camara took the ball to the side after receiving the ball in the midfield.
Connor Kirk, who quickly returned to defense, chased the wing and fouled Kamara, but failed to prevent the football from being passed out.
After receiving a pass from Camara in the ribs, Charlie Porter pulled the side forward to dribble, but he did not pass for the first time because he found out that the person in front of the goal was not yet in place. So he took one more step forward, and he was almost close to the bottom line before passing the football.
At this time Jay Adams rushed to the front and became a center forward. Although he did not receive the ball, he managed to push back both Tramed's defenders, and Stoke Wilson even retreated to the goal line. This created a "vacuum zone" near the penalty spot in the middle of Tramed's penalty area, where there was no player on both sides.
Goalkeeper Tom Walker abandoned the goal and pounced back to Williams.
Williams jumped in the air and pushed the football sideways to the vacuum zone. Hu Lai slapped his horse and volleyed his foot!
Matthew Cox, who spoke as fast as a machine gun throughout the process, let out a prolonged growl at this moment.
"!!!"
The football slammed into the goal.
The noisy red roof stadium was suddenly much quieter with this roar.
Hu Lai rushed to the bottom line and counterattacked the other Leeds City players who had come up without any reduction in speed. Instead, they chased Hu Lai's figure and ran away.
The Leeds City players reveled on Tramed's turf.
Many players in Tramed collapsed on the turf, covering their faces with their hands.
Tony Clark rushed into the court to celebrate. Assistant coach Sam Randyll caught up to him from the side and hugged him. Then the two of them tripped together, tumbled and fell to the ground at the same time, got up from the ground, and continued to run wildly.
All around are the same people as them, those Leeds bench players and coaches, without exception, their cheering figures flashed in the camera.
At this time, the live broadcast did not continue to show the crazy celebration of Leeds City, but gave a short close-up shot of Ricardo Balia, who missed the penalty. The Portuguese in the camera puts his hands on his knees, bent over and leaned over, his mouth slightly opened, and he stared blankly at the Leeds City players who were celebrating, as if he couldn't believe what was in front of him...
This video appeared on the Internet for the first time after the game, both inside and outside the wall, and frantically swiping the screen.
On Weibo, Twitter, Facebook, various video sites, various forums, chat groups, etc., this video was quickly disseminated wherever the Internet can reach, and it was labeled such as:
"Heaven and within 22 seconds of the Premier League!"
"The most awesome lore in history!"
"One second of heaven, one second of hell, Tramed will be a lore if he can't kill!"
"Leeds tells you what it means to never give up!"
"A terrific plot that the author can't write!"
"How can you not love football like this?"
"If you don't watch football, you don't know what life's ups and downs are!"
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Headings similar to those above.
Those who are not even fans of Leeds have left excited comments below every video like this:
"When I saw this goal in the middle of the night, I excitedly did 30 squats in my own room in one breath to suppress my inner excitement! Even so, I am still here to tell you that I am he How excited mom is!"
"I thought it would be crazy enough for Van der Ven to save Valea's penalty twice in a row... but I was still too young and I didn't expect something crazier to come next! This goal is really... incredible! I see After watching the ball for twenty years, this is the craziest goal I have ever seen! It determines the ownership of the Premier League champion, and in such a dramatic way!"
"Guys! That's why I love football so much because you never know what is waiting for you in the next second! When you are in the darkest abyss, hold on for a second, maybe you can step into the next step. bright!"
"I was moved by Leeds City! I was not originally a fan of them, but starting from this ball, in addition to the Madrid Pirates I like, I will pay attention to one more team, that is Leeds City! I am very happy at the time. The Madrid Kings did not get Hu, hahaha! Otherwise we might never see such a beautiful and classic lore goal again!"
"I would like to call this ball a lore of the century! It's not just this ball that determines the Premier League championship... The most important thing is that this ball is not a personal heroic performance of a certain player. It is a lore that the entire Leeds City teamed up! Starting from Van der Wynn’s penalty kick, from top to bottom, from back to front, almost every Leeds City player contributed their strength in this counterattack! Although the last scorer was Hu, But this goal is a wonderful team goal!"
"If someone writes this ball in it, then I will definitely scold the author for what the author wrote. It's totally unreasonable. It's just a random fabrication. It is absolutely impossible to kill for the sake of lore! But now... …Damn it, this is the reality! Reality is more unreal than reality!"
"Upstairs, you need to pay attention to logic in writing, but in real life, who specializes in telling you logic!"
"I'm here to give you some popular science. Leeds City's team will not be relegated until the penultimate round of the league last season... Before the start of this season, their odds to win the championship were one to five thousand! But now they stand. At the top of the league table! Can you believe it? Everyone! The thing that pays 5,000 odds...It's going to come true! Want to know what the odds are? Christmas will be the hottest day in the UK …Last Christmas was indeed not the hottest day in the UK, but now Leeds is about to win the championship?! God! Was I crazy, or the world is too crazy?"
"Man, this is the charm of football! Everyone says impossible things, dreams that are destined to be impossible...In the world of football, everything is possible!"
Neil Mullin was sitting in the driver's seat of the truck with his mobile phone in his hand, playing Hu Lai's goal video over and over again.
Just half an hour ago, he was driving on the highway to listen to the live game on the radio.
When Hu Lai scored the goal, Ryan Haynes, the Liz radio commentator on the radio, screamed and then laughed wildly. He roared hoarsely in the laughter:
"Hu Lai!!! Hu Lai!!! Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! It’s crazy! This game is crazy!!! This is a goal that can only appear in a dream!!! This is a scene I can only dream about! We saved Tramed’s point at the Red Top Stadium The ball, and then... kill them!! Unparalleled! Wonderful! Ahahaha! I can see this goal with my own eyes, and I have no regrets for letting me die now!! God...Thank you for letting me in I saw this ball in the rest of my life! Thank you! And... Hu Lai! Thank you, Chinese boy! With this ball alone, you should be recorded forever in the annals of history!!! God..."
Haines spoke incoherently, crying and laughing, and in the end he couldn't make a sound.
Mullin could clearly hear the suppressed sobbing sound through the microphone and radio waves into the cab of his truck.
He clenched the steering wheel tightly with both hands, his eyes were wide open, and he stared intently at the front of the road. Keep the car steady on the highway and drive along the outermost lane.
Then he found the nearest service area and drove the car in and parked, he relaxed, leaned back in the chair, and picked up the phone.
As expected, he easily found Hu Lai's video of this lore goal on the Internet.
From the time Ricardo Balia wiped Camara into the penalty area and was overthrown by Vieira, to the end of the close-up of Balia’s confused close-up, in the middle is the whole process of scoring, and Leeds players and coaches rushed onto the court. , Hugging a joyous scene of crazy celebration.
He watched the three-minute video countless times, and he seemed to engrave every frame and sentence in the video into his mind.
He saw Leeds City coach Clark finally ran to the Red Roof Stadium. He seemed to want to hug and celebrate with the Tramed fans there. He was really dizzy. Fortunately, he was stopped by the security staff on the scene... …
Seeing this scene, Mullin couldn't help laughing.
Then the video of the phone suddenly freezes, and he receives a call from Joey Rosed.
"Neil, where are you now?" Erosid's tone was a little strange on the phone.
"I'm in the service area, old Joe."
"are you OK?"
"I'm fine, old Joe. What's the matter?"
Joey Ross heard Mullin's voice calm. He said, "Did you know? Leeds killed Tramed."
"I see, old Joe. I can listen to the radio while driving..."
"My God! Then you are still so peaceful!" Erosd exclaimed.
Mullin laughed: "If it hadn't been for years of driving instinct, I might have turned into a ditch on the side of the road, old Joe!"
"God... it's crazy. Did you see Hu's goal?"
"I was watching before you called in."
"Sorry I didn't mean to interrupt your interest, Neil... I am really worried about you, everyone is crazy, including Andy and me. We may be witnessing a new page in the history of football in this country... …In addition, I’m calling you and I want to ask you…
At this point, Erosd lowered his voice. "Uh, you... did you... really invested in Leeds to win the championship? I know they are spreading like this, but I still want to confirm it with you."
Mullin nodded and said: "Yes, old Joe. I did spend four hundred pounds, each for Leeds to win the championship and Hu to get the golden boots."
"What are the odds when you bet?"
"Leeds won the championship and lost five thousand. Hu won the league golden boot and lost four thousand."
Erosid on the other end of the phone seemed to have paused his breathing, and suddenly disappeared.
It took about ten seconds before he whispered: "My God! Then you are now a millionaire, Neil!"
The British betting bonus is calculated on the basis of cost recovery, which means that Neal Mullin puts two hundred pounds on Leeds City to win the championship, then he will first recover his twice the cost of the pounds, and then the bonus. Five thousand times the two hundred pounds...One million pounds!
And Hu Lai’s golden boots, four thousand times the two hundred pounds, eight hundred thousand pounds!
Compared with these two amazing amounts, the cost of four hundred pounds is nothing to mention!
"Old Joe, the league is not over yet, Leeds may lose to Northumbria in the final round at home..."
"Neal, don't be like this... No one believes that Leeds, who killed Tramed on the away game, can still roll over on their own turf. The league champion is theirs! Do you want to do what you want to do when you become a rich man? "
"I don't know, Old Joe. I hadn't considered this issue at all before..."
"Yeah, who would really believe that Leeds could win the championship at that time? Are you going to resign and leave us? You are so rich~EbookFREE.me~ why do you need to continue to be a truck driver?"
Mullin looked at the distant dusk outside the service area through the front windshield of the truck, and shook his head: "I don't know, Old Joe. Maybe, maybe not... I, uh... I can't do anything except driving. Do. What else can I do if I leave my job improperly as a truck driver?"
"What do you need to do? If I were you, with such a large sum of money, I would have gone to Spain for a vacation! No...not just Spain, I'm going to vacation all over the world!"
"Ha, old Joe, I'm not you. I won't do that. In that case, I will soon have nothing, and then roll back dingy...but I'm afraid the company will no longer want me at that time. I think I shouldn't resign, and I won't leave you, old Joe."
"Aha! That's great! When you come back, remember to invite us to drink! All of us are waiting, including Andy! He yells that Leeds owes Tramed!"
"That bastard... well, I will definitely come back to invite you!"
After hanging up the phone, Neil Mullin did not continue to appreciate Hu Lai's lore goal.
He put the phone on the bridge, held the steering wheel with both hands, and looked into the distance.
In the direction of the horizon, the sun is slanting westward, and the dusk is getting thicker.
The sun swept from there and shone into the truck cockpit. Mullin's upper half of his face was hidden in the shadow of the cab, only his eyes gleaming.
A special and crazy day in the history of English football is finally coming to an end.
When most of the sky was occupied by cyan and black, and there was only a glimmer of sunset on the horizon, accompanied by the crisp whistle, the truck loaded with cargo flashed out of the service area slowly.
In the direction of sunset, truck driver Neil Mullin went back on the road.