Vol 3 Chapter 630: Crowned champion! The great 3 crowns!

In this case, the order of Leverkusen ’s penalty kicks is ready. Ribery kicks the first, now Novotny, the third is Ramello, the fourth is Burdaric, The fifth is Zheng Zhi.
And Real Madrid is a bit messy.
Bosque has not yet decided which five players to play. Although he has a lot of candidates in mind, it is really not easy to get five players. Although he has practiced penalties before the game, he did not I never thought I would play a penalty shootout.
Who knows if the penalty shootout will really come?
"Fernando,"
"You kick the first."
Not much time was left for him, he simply arranged it directly.
When he heard Fernando, Redondo looked subconsciously at Bosque.
"No, I'm talking about Hierro."
"You kick the fifth."
Both of them are Fernando, it is inevitable that they will think they are themselves. Usually, they are called Yero instead of Fernando. When they are called Redondo, they are called Fernando, so Redondo thinks that he is himself ...
Bosque also confirmed the first and fifth names from the beginning.
"Raul's second."
"Guti is the third."
"Carlos fourth."
"That's it, are you in doubt?"
He subconsciously consulted the players.
No.
Everyone was silent.
"Okay, everyone surrounds."
Bosque waved.
"Must win!"
"Must win!"
"Must win!"
"Haadrid!"
The roar on the other side.
"Must win!"
"Must win!"
"Must win!"
"Leverkusen will win!"
Then the coaches of the two sides handed over the list of the top five penalty kicks and the list of substitutes, and went to the middle arc. Zheng Zhi and Yero went to guess the coin, and finally Real Madrid got the power to take the first free throw.
Yero personally held the ball to the penalty spot.
"Real Madrid takes the penalty first."
"It looks like Hierro is the first."
"He is the most stable scorer in the Real Madrid team. Hierro played as a striker when he was young, then played in the midfield, and finally played in the halfback, but he has scored more than 120 goals. There is no more stable player than him. "
"But I guess Waller will definitely send four Germans and Zheng Zhi to take the penalty kick. The German penalty kick is the most stable. Look at the German team ’s penalty shootout performance in the European Cup and the World Cup. That ’s why I cited Leverkusen ’s penalty shootout as having some advantages. Leverkusen ’s only shortcoming is estimated to be the goalkeeper, Matissek ’s standard, but Casillas is a hero. ! "
When Hierro stood on the penalty spot, the audience suddenly became quiet, even the air seemed to suffocate, no matter whether it was a grandstand, a coach seat or a bench, or in front of a TV, time seemed to stop.
Beep,
Kolina's whistle sounded, and Hierro steadily ran up! The eyes that looked like death suddenly burst into dazzling light, and the right foot kicked the ball out.
Matisse pounced, and the ball from Hierro went straight to the top right corner of the goal!
In the stands, the white ocean burst into a deafening voice, and they quickly threw their fear to fans who supported Leverkusen.
"Goal scored ~"
"Yero is Yero, dare to play like this at this time!"
"The footwork is slightly irregular, and the ball may fly to the stands!"
"1: 0, Real Madrid is temporarily ahead. Now it's up to Leverkusen."
"Why, who?"
"Who came out? Am I right? Ribery? 17-year-old Ribery? Why? Why is Waller's courage so big! Why is it so arranged? So many Germans just send who Would n’t it be possible? It ’s actually Ribery! Oh my god, can this kid stare at such a big pressure? "
Huang Jianxiang immediately screamed.
More than him? The entire stadium was in an uproar, and Leverkusen fans were going crazy.
"Fak!"
"Fak?"
"Crazy isn't it?"
"How could Frank have such a role?"
"Has Waller got water in his head?"
"Just let Zheng Zhi kick the first one."
Spanish fans are also a joy, immediately forget the tension at this moment.
"Can this little guy kick in?"
"Ha ha."
But Ribery's footsteps were very firm.
"Come on, Frank, you can!"
Zheng Zhi's voice rang behind him, and Ribery continued to move forward until he entered the penalty area and put the ball firmly on the penalty spot.
"I can,"
"I can do it,"
"He must not know."
"I will shoot in!"
Ribery stepped back while chanting words.
Casillas squatted slightly, staring at the little Ribery.
"Ao ~"
His nose made a wailing sound, and he became more focused in an instant.
When the whistle sounded, Ribery started to run up, and during the running, he looked at the lower left corner deliberately, and when he shot, his body tilted to the left very badly!
"It's now!" Casillas finally threw himself confidently to the left!
what? !
Da ~
Ribery actually kicked the spoon, is it the middle? !
"Oh my god!"
"My God, my God, my God!"
"This guy……"
boom--
Crazy screams erupted in the stands instantly.
"Ribery!"
"He inherited the great tradition of Zheng Zhi,"
"He actually scored a spoon penalty!"
"His heart is too big!"
"Not at all, I believe no one can guess!"
Even Zheng Zhi was shocked and exploded directly in the middle circle.
"My grass,"
"This little bastard!"
"The list is too big, too bad!"
"Ah!"
In the stands, Ronaldinho turned his back to the court, covering his face and dared not turn around.
"Go in?"
"Go in!"
"A bastard's spoon kick."
"Frank is too calm."
"Me grass?"
"Awesome!"
Ronaldinho laughed and scolded the words learned from Zheng Zhi.
Ribery ran all the way back to the middle arc and jumped on Zheng Zhi.
"I did it."
"I did it!"
The whole face changed into a smile. Turning his head to look at Waller, Waller's face was so dark.
Should n’t it be a pleasure to score? What did Waller do with this expression?
What's this, this is the Champions League final, why do you kick a penalty kick, do you think you are Zheng Zhi? ! Waller really wanted to scold it out loud, venting his emotions that had been suppressed to the extreme.
Fortunately, I entered.
...
...
At this time, Raul stood in front of the penalty spot as Real Madrid's second penalty shooter. Facing Matticek, his left foot played lightly in the upper left corner of the goal. Although Matticek flew in the right direction, he failed to touch the ball.
"Raul also entered."
"It feels that both Hierro and Raul shot very steady, both grabbing angles, both are upper corners."
"They all like to play with angles."
"Ribery was really scared just now."
"I don't know who played the second one?"
Nowotny stood up.
"It's Novotny."
"I'm weird. Wasn't it good to let the German international punish the first one? Nowotny is very stable. He is actually the second one. Waller's arrangement is really strange.
Huang Jianxiang didn't know, it was Novotny who didn't want to punish the first one, why didn't Waller want it?
Without the pressure of the first penalty, Novotny's pace was also very steady. He was not the first to take a penalty, but he didn't want to be the first. After putting the ball on the penalty spot, he also deliberately glanced at Casillas. No, to be precise, he wanted to put the door frame in his mind. As for Casillas? Just as if he were a wooden stake!
Retreat, slowly pull back the running distance.
Beep,
At the order of Corina, Novotny rushed towards the ball at an even speed.
Da ~
Right foot shot low right corner of goal!
Casillas misjudged and turned in the wrong direction.
"Good shot! The German was really calm and shot directly at the bottom right corner of the goal."
"2: 2, the penalty shootout was 2: 2, the total score was 5: 5, the two rounds of the first two rounds played without any misses, two free throws. Now look at the third, fourth and fifth players to play Will anyone make a mistake, and the goalkeeper's play is also very important. Once someone saves one, the situation will be completely different. "
"Real Madrid's third player is Guti."
"Although Guti is very young, he is already a trusted veteran at Real Madrid, and his left foot is also very good."
Guti habitually twirled long blond hair, then squinted at the goal for a few seconds. After the whistle sounded, he first rushed towards the ball, then suddenly stopped, and slowed down again, a rhythm. After the change, he pushed the middle with his left foot!
Another bold guy!
Matticek also went in the wrong direction.
"3: 2,"
"Guti's shot is also very bold. If he does not move, if Matticek does not move, can the ball be saved?"
"Guti, like Ribery, has the courage to be big, and is all hairy."
p ~ Guti, Ribery ... Zheng Zhi sighed again in the mid-circle arc, do guys with personality like to play like this? He probably forgets that he often plays spoons in the league like this. Both Lehman and Kahn have suffered his humiliation.
"Carsten, come on!"
Seeing Ramello go out, Zheng Zhi called out immediately.
"Come on, Karsten,"
Teammates also coaxed and then stood together side by side.
Another German stood in front of the penalty spot against the young Spanish goalkeeper Casillas.
This time, I flutter to the right?
Cassias is betting.
No, stick to the left!
Will always be pressed once!
As a goalkeeper, can't we just rely on gambling now? What technical content can there be?
But this time he was wrong again. The second German still shot the ball into the bottom right corner of the goal, not giving him the chance to hit the ball at all.
Depressed ~
Casillas walked past his teammate Carlos with his head down, and Carlos also gently touched his waist, expressing his comfort to Cassias.
Carlos made his fourth appearance.
"Carlos,"
"As long as this guy kicks the ball in the door frame, it is estimated that the ball will be scored. The speed of the ball is too fast, and I feel that Matticek is powerless.
For Carlos, Huang Jianxiang is completely admired, the Brazilian feet are terrible.
Although they are all standing at the same run-up distance, watching is a terrifying sense of oppression, including Matisseke.
When Carlos finally shot the ball, his response was even slower. When the ball quickly entered the bottom right corner of the goal, his body flew into the air, too slow!
"Carlos also scored a ball!"
"Four free throws!"
"The success rate is 100%. The pressure is on Burdaric's side. Nobody in the front misses the ball, and the pressure on the person behind the free throw increases."
"Buldaric, another German player."
"The first two Germans made a penalty. I don't know if Burdaric can do it?"
Burdaric straightened his chest and slowly and carefully measured the distance of the run-up, unlike everyone before.
"Looks nervous?"
"Footsteps are a bit stiff."
Beep,
The whistle sounded, and Burdaric rushed towards the ball, fast! It's like a sprint shot!
boom--
A heavy artillery was shot from the right instep of the right foot, and the ball ran to the right middle of the goal!
Casillas finally changed the direction of the save and patted the ball with both hands.
Rushed!
Casillas was about to ecstasy, but found that his hands still could not prevent the ball from flying into the goal. The power was too great. Although he changed the flight direction of the ball, the ball rushed in.
"Goal!"
"Ouch, scared me to death."
"I thought Casillas saved the ball!"
"He bumped into the ball, but the ball was too fast and he flew in."
"It's dangerous, it's dangerous, Bourdaridge still needs to practice more. His shot was seen by Casillas."
"Four penalties and four hits."
"The last round is coming. If there is still no victory or defeat in the last round, then the sixth player will also play, but according to my decades of experience in watching, few games will exceed the sixth. Round, the fifth round usually happens ... "
"Leverkusen's fifth player must be Zheng Zhi. I don't know who Real Madrid is?"
"Oh, come out, Redondo."
"His responsibility is great. He must punish this penalty. Once the penalty is not scored, Zheng Zhi's opportunity will come."
It was as strong as Redondo. When he walked out of the crowd, his face became dignified, and bean-like sweat continued to shed on his forehead. The pressure was great, and he was definitely nervous. The feet on the turf are floating a little.
This is real.
No matter how powerful you are, in the face of such an important penalty, your heart will be under too much pressure, and your feet will not be consciously obedient. Therefore, the steps he took were not big, but they were very heavy, and the way to the penalty spot was not far away, but he had to put down the fear in his heart as soon as possible.
"Fernando, give up, you can't kick in."
"Your ball will surely be saved by Matisseke,"
"You will be saved if you kick."
Suddenly, Zheng Zhi in the middle circle called out loudly.
Ok?
This bastard.
Play psychological warfare?
Redondo's footsteps slowed down, but he went on.
"This guy,"
"I'm beating!"
Real Madrid players all cast a murderous look on him, blaming him for putting extra pressure on Redondo at this time.
Eventually Redondo stood in front of the penalty spot and slowly moved his pace backwards.
Matticek stood quietly in front of the door, and in Redondo's eyes, his body looked bigger and bigger, like a giant.
When the whistle sounded, he rushed towards the ball, aiming at the bottom right corner of the goal and shooting the ball.
duang !!!!!!!
The audience was silent, and a deafening cheer broke out in an instant.
"Door post!"
"Haha!"
"Door post!"
"Redondo hit the goal post!"
"Oh my god! The goddess of luck came to Matissek in an instant, causing Redondo to miss the penalty."
"Ugh,"
"Is this destiny?"
"I always feel that Redondo comes with an Argentine halo ..."
"This ... this ... this ..."
Huang Jianxiang didn't know what to say. If he didn't stand on Zheng Zhi's standpoint, he would definitely cheer for Redondo because he also liked Redondo very much.
"Now, it's Zheng Zhi's turn!"
"Victory is at his feet!"
"Will he decide the outcome of this game and kick the championship trophy?"
Zheng Zhi walked slowly past the frustrated Redondo, and even could smell Redondo's heavy breath, and at the same time, his heartbeat suddenly accelerated.
That's right.
He will also be nervous.
He is not a god.
Just now I have been letting myself relax and trying to distract myself, but now when it is his turn to play, his emotions are quickly mobilized.
Calm.
Calm.
This is a dream moment.
Every step he took, he was talking to himself.
Although his feet still seemed to be stepping on sports, he was trying to breathe gently, and his eyes gradually became firmer.
In front of the door, Real Madrid's door Casillas has stood there, and his eyes have locked himself.
Pierce him.
Beat him!
Beat him!
Zheng Zhi stooped and put the ball on the penalty spot.
That's the location.
Nothing will change.
Zheng Zhi stepped back slowly, and had already decided where he wanted to shoot.
There will not be any hesitation.
At this moment, the world is really quiet, very quiet. He seemed to be left alone on the court. He could hear nothing. He could only see the ball in front and the door frame.
Except for him, almost everyone covered his chest with his hands subconsciously, there was worry, fear, prayer, curse ...
Beep,
The whistle sounded.
He rushed towards the ball briskly.
Get out!
Da ~
He saw the figure of Casillas.
He judged the right direction, his posture was quite stretched in the air, and his right hand also shot the ball.
but,
Casillas couldn't touch the ball ~ EbookFREE.me ~ because the ball flew to the upper right corner, unless Casillas' arm was added a meter.
Uh ~
The ball hits the net.
"The goal is scored!"
"The goal is scored!"
"Zheng Zhi!"
"Zheng Zhi!"
"Zheng Zhi!"
"Zheng Zhi scored his fifth goal! Casillas could do nothing!"
"8: 7!"
"Leverkusen won the 99-00 Champions League!"
"After last year's Manchester United, they crowned the great Triple Crown!"
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