Chapter 97: (Above) Penalty shootout is helpful

　　 Oliver Rolf Kahn, 28 years old this year, is at the peak of his career, nicknamed "Golden Lion King", "Thunderbolt Fire". On the football field, Kahn has a solemn temperament and never succumbs. Kahn's goalkeeping technology is very comprehensive and has a wide control range. Especially the blockade of the opponent's striker, he is like a roaring war lion, which makes the opponent tremble, and the general mentally weak forwards will be involuntarily weakened.
At the 2002 World Cup in Korea and Japan, the overall performance and performance of the German team was not good. Finally, they reached the finals. They all relied on the bravery of Barack and Kahn. Kahn only lost one goal in the first six games. Although in the finals, Kahn lost his ball due to a finger injury, Ronaldo finished the king's blow, but Kahn still won the Golden Ball for his outstanding performance and great prestige.
Kahn has almost no technical weaknesses in the penalty area. If he has any weak points, it is that Kahn's penalty shooting technology is slightly mediocre. But in front of most opponents, his breathtaking momentum and falcon-like eyes are enough. The vast majority of players take penalty kicks, facing Kahn's fierce murderousness, he drummed himself first, it is difficult not to be disturbed by the rhythm.
However, today the newborn calves of Fort Mady have been inflated by their inner pride to become arrogant. Being able to take a penalty kick from Bayern Munich will make these young masters empty of sight at the moment. Not to mention Kahn, even if Beckham, Ronaldo and Figo Rozidane were standing in front of them, the lords of Fort Mady could tear them alive.
Mertesacker was the first to move to a twelve yard serving point. Just now he had been fighting with the pigs, the second brother, and the scars for a long time, and he used a lot of promises to get this first opportunity to show his face. Mertesacker stood with his head high in front of the football. His tall, slender figure resembled a towering lighthouse. He completely turned a blind eye to the pretentious Kahn with his teeth in front of him.
Whistle, run up, push. The football channeled to the bottom left corner of the goal and Kahn gambling to the right. Mertesacker held his victory hands high, and Fort Marty 1:0 Bayern Munich.
Clark Edmund walked towards the goal line, he had been thinking about what Zhuo Yang had just said to him: What is the reason for Zhuo to do this? But I can be sure that Zhuo will never tease me. He is a good person and a serious person. Alas, no matter what, a penalty kick is gambling. No one will complain about me if I lose the ball. Whether it's a flutter or not, just listen to Zhuo Yang.
Zhuo Yang stood in a row with his teammates in the middle circle, did not put their shoulders on each other like everyone else, he stood nervously at the far right and looked at Barak toward the penalty spot. Zhuo Yang is not sure whether his intuition is reliable. After all, the previous few times were just a hazy feeling.
Barak started to run, and when there was about three meters away from the football, Zhuo Yangxin said: Yes, the lower right corner! Immediately, he raised his left hand and gestured to Edmund.
Edmund's eyes have been drifting between Barak and Zhuo Yang, which makes him very embarrassed. After all, the goalkeeper needs to keep a high concentration when he shoots a penalty. When Barak runs, his body gradually tilts slightly to the right. In general, this position is more comfortable to hit the left. However, Zhuo Yang pointed to the lower right. Edmond suddenly hesitated, but then chose to believe Zhuo Yang, threw himself to the right, and stretched his palm as far as possible. No problem, Barak chose the lower right corner of the volley goal, and Edmund also chose this direction.
Unfortunately, Edmond's frowning hesitation before, coupled with the extremely fast volley of Barak, the football flew into Edwin's nest with Edmon's fingertips. 1:1.
In the sighs of the Madaba for a slight difference, Edmund stood up in a group. Although he didn't hit the football, he doubled his confidence: I believe Zhuo Yang is absolutely right. Edmund gestured at the distant Zhuo Yang with his thumbs in both hands, and Zhuo Yang responded in the same way. In a tense and noisy stadium, no one noticed their move and the meaning.
Scarberg Ribéry made a big splash today, dragging Big Bayern into the penalty shootout with one pass and one shot. In this face-to-face game broadcast across Germany, the French became the most dazzling star in Fort Mady. The scar came to the front of the football with a big grin, and pressed the ball the twelve yards. With his face arrogant and backed away, the scar on his face was ugly.
Rage! The football penetrated the corner and Kahn thumped the turf angrily. He looked even uglier than Ribery.
Bayern Munich 2:1 Bayern Munich.
Nico Kovac, Bayern Munich main central defender, Croatia national team midfielder core. Kovac has outstanding footwork and excellent psychological quality. Clark Edmund didn't look at the Croat who pretended to be provoking him in front of him. He turned his attention to Zhuo Yang in the middle circle, his legs slightly opened his arms, and he was ready to defend.
Suddenly, Zhuo Yang's hands were clenched into fists and pressed tightly to his chest. What do you mean? Midway? Kovac played football, and Edmund remained motionless.
Nick Covacito's large spoon shot was easily confiscated by Edmund, who was as steady as a mountain, the monkey player was teased, and the Madaba people cheered excitedly.
After two rounds of fighting, Fort Mady led 2-1.
In the third round, the piglet Schweinsteiger shot angrily, but because the angle wasn't tricky enough, Kahn flew to the bottom line in the opposite direction. Then Ze Roberto vigorously bombarded the corner of the upper left door beam. Although Edmund was in the right direction under Zhuo Yang's direction, he also had no choice but to take this theoretical dead end.
After three rounds, the two sides fought 2:2.
The atmosphere has solidified in the noise.
The second brother Montolivo closed his long black hair with his hands and bound the hair band again. The eyes of the handsome and elegant Italian young literary artist were radiant. He looked up at the dark sky in the night sky under the lights, raised his eyes and looked at the blue sky, like a jade tree before the wind.
With a sultry shot, the second brother mocked Kahn mercilessly again.
Fort Mady 3:2.
Intelligence shooter Pizarro's half-right on the right side ~ EbookFREE.me ~ The Fort Mady goalkeeper Edmon, who was alerted in advance, flew off the goal post and hit the reporter's crowded camera lens.
After four rounds, Madyburg leads Bayern Munich 3:2.
Zhuo Yang played.
Eighty thousand people were silent, and the gaze from 160,000 eyes seemed to have materialized, all condensed on Zhuo Yang. If he can score this penalty, the game will end immediately, the score of 4:2 makes the subsequent Hargreaves lose the need to play. If he can score this penalty, the Fort Mady will receive the first weighty trophy in his history. If he can shoot through Kahn, German football and even European football will produce the first C-level team to win the top championship.
Zhuo Yang stood in front of the football and still didn't open the running distance. He grinned at Edmund, who gave his thumbs up from the bottom line, and grinned at the opposite face of Oliver Kahn. His brothers held their shoulders close together in the middle circle, and on the bench Klopp, Hasler, Kalitzaski, Stubenal, Carlisle and others leaned over their shoulders. Together, the big SB and Mark Winster and 20,000 Maddie on the stands were leaning on each other's shoulders.
Early summer night winds blew from the Baltic Sea, across the long and quiet German Canal, across the bustling plains of northern Germany, across the Olympic Stadium in Berlin, across Zhuoyang's muddy blue and white jersey wetted by sweat, "18" The numbers sparkled in the stadium lights.
　　
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