Chapter 165: Opening record

The referee Tomasi waved to disperse both players, and the penalty was so decided.
Sampdoria thus got a free kick more than 30 meters from the goal, the position was a little left, Gao Zheng leaned over and placed the football.
Sassuolo players set up a human wall in front of him.
Mazzorati was among them, and he looked at Gao Zheng coldly.
"Gao Yao came to take this free kick. He did have a record of taking a free kick in the game, but only once... This free kick is a little off-center, which is not a particularly good shooting angle, but it is not You can’t shoot directly, it’s up to Gao how to deal with the ball..."
In the course of Gao Zheng's football placement, the Sassuolo fans in the stands of Alberto Bralia did not stop their booing of Gao Zheng for a moment.
Even if the football is set up, the people's wall will be set up well, and the boos will not stop.
In the sky of boos, Gao Zheng backed away from the running distance, waiting for the referee to whistle.
Because the boo was too loud, he had to turn his head to look at the head referee, using his gestures instead of whistle to judge whether he could play football.
He saw the referee made a gesture that he could play football. At this time, he turned his gaze and started running. After two steps, he ran behind the football, then raised his right foot and kicked the football.
In his free kick training time and time again, this action has been done well and can no longer be familiar.
He didn't even have to think about it, the whole body seemed to move automatically, and in extreme times, he rubbed the football on the inside of his right foot.
With a loud bang, the football rose into the air, drawn an arc, bypassed the wall of people, and drilled straight into the corner of the goal!
Sassuolo goalkeeper Alberto Pomini saw the football coming around from behind the wall, and when it was close to the corner, it was too late to make a save. Others were still in the air, and the football had already rubbed under the beam and drilled Goal!
The booing over Alberto Bralia's stadium was like a mute button being pressed, and it stopped abruptly!
"Wow!!!" Clio shouted, "Goal!!!! High! The team opened the team with a free kick in just eight minutes! Sampdoria has a perfect start!"
"Pretty! Really beautiful!!!" The international students in the bar shouted and jumped from their seats.
"Handsome guy scores!" Xiao Yingying hugged Feng Shiyao next to her, screaming again and again, causing Ma Huan to envy.
More than a thousand Sampdoria fans who accompanied the team also cheered-this is the first time they have heard a voice in this game.
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Ma Zorati in the wall jumped up when Gao Zheng played football. He wanted to use his height advantage to expand the defensive range of the wall. Unexpectedly, the football flew over his head.
He turned back with the football and wanted to see where the ball went in the end, he saw football score the goal...
After landing, he still keeps the movement of looking back, some can't believe his eyes-just the first free kick in this game, the position is not good, how can he score so?
You know, the free kick Sampdoria scored was caused by his foul...
He stared at Gao Zheng's eyes even colder.
One of my own negligence did not expect to cause the team to lose the ball... Although teammates will not blame themselves, but Mazzorati can not help but blame.
This is the last time, really, I swear to God, this is definitely the last time you are so arrogant in front of me!
He watched Gao Zheng who was celebrating the goal with his teammates and vowed secretly in his heart.
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"Ha! The plan is perfect!" In front of Sampdoria's coach seat, assistant coach Carrillo smiled at coach Achini. He was very happy. The goal was scored less than ten minutes after the game started. It was arranged by the coaching staff before the game and I hope to see it.
They certainly know that Gao Zheng’s weakness is clearly known to everyone, and it is impossible for Sassuolo’s head coach Pia to make appropriate arrangements for this.
He will definitely allow his players to personally mark Gao Zheng. During this process, there will be a lot of physical contact, and fouls will not be avoided.
As long as there is a suitable foul, Sampdoria will be given a free kick.
And Gao Zheng has been training free kicks for himself all the time, so the members of the coaching staff are well aware of Gao Zheng's current level of free kicks.
This has led the coaching staff to have a very natural idea-since you Sassuolo will be targeted to defend Gao Zheng, then why don't we use this?
Foul against Gao Zheng, let Gao Zheng take the free kick, as long as Gao Zheng can score a goal, it can form a very powerful deterrent to Sassuolo's players, allowing them to weigh the next time they defend Gao Zheng.
So in this game Sampdoria coaching staff made arrangements for Gao Zheng to take all free kicks at close range.
To their surprise, Gao Zheng even scored in the first free kick of the game...
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Contrary to the gleeful Sampdoria coach seat, Sassuolo's coach seat was very annoyed by the lost goal.
"What the hell!" Assistant coach Andrei Tarozzi couldn't help but swear.
Pia, who is the head coach, is also very unhappy about this goal loss, but he still needs to maintain a calm attitude and avoid affecting the players on the court.
As a head coach, you should always be more breathable.
He said to his assistant: "Relax, Andre. Fortunately, the ball was dropped early, we still have time and opportunity. If there is any advantage of scoring away goals in the playoffs, as long as we can win in the end."
"I was worried that losing the ball so early would affect the morale of the team..."
"I believe in them, so I won't get into trouble because of this one losing the ball."
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"GAOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOL!!!"
On the podium of Alberto Braglia, Ricardo Garone, the president of the Sampdoria Club, jumped from his seat after scoring a goal and was in front of the boss of the club of Sassuolo. In the face of Skunzi, he waved his fists hard to celebrate the goal, and he roared loudly, unable to tell that he was a terminally ill patient.
Next to him, Squinzi was stern, as if his father had just died. Unlike Bonato, he did not conceal his dissatisfaction with the goal. He didn't care that the media photographed his expression, saying that he had no manners.
I have fought this battle with Gao Zhengkou, what kind of demeanor!
The gentleman's demeanor can't help his team back the score...
After having celebrated a goal, Garonne sat down and sneered at Scunzi next to him: "Sorry, Mr. Sconezi, I'm so excited, know that from the relegation of the team last season, I Just waiting for the day to return to the first division, ha, I hope you don’t mind too much!"
Squinzi reluctantly squeezed a smile: "It is too early to say whether to upgrade, Mr. Garone."
"Hah, it's a bit early, so I said that I was too excited." Garonne didn't care about Skunzi's attitude, and there was still a smile on his face.
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Beraldi in the stands was still watching the game with his reserve teammates.
Everyone hopes that Sassuolo can be promoted to the first division league, and Beraldi is no exception.
But when he knew that the opponent in the playoff final was Sampdoria, Beraldi always had a worry in his heart.
Especially after seeing the conflict between Gao Zheng and the club's chairman Mr. Sconezi, this hidden concern has expanded a lot.
When Gao Zheng scored just now, he was all sighing and sighing around him.
Babuti cursed Gao Zheng: "It's obviously a fall! The referee is too easy to be deceived by the exaggerated fall! If he is really violated by that kind of foul, how could he score so easily The ball? Obviously it’s pretended, liar! But it really fits the image of the Chinese..."
Hearing this, Beraldi frowned straightly, pulling the grievances on the field to ethnic nationality, which was very inappropriate.
"Shut up, Babuti." Berardi turned back and said to Babuti sitting behind him. "That's indeed a foul. There's nothing to wash."
"Yo, you are finally exposed, you spirit Chinese! Who are you talking to?" Babbutti seemed to be coming.
"I don’t help anyone, but I know respecting opponents, slandering and belittling them doesn’t help us win. The opponents play well and play well, we make mistakes and we make mistakes, and we support and don’t support others. It doesn't matter. I like high, but I also support Sassuolo to win." Beraldi said with a straight face. "Even if you scold high here as the worst person in the world, you can't change the fact that we are now behind. In fact, I think as a player, if you play with this kind of thinking, it is not necessarily Good thing."
After taking a serious lesson to Babuti, Beraldi turned back and ignored the embarrassed Babuti behind him—the latter did not expect Beraldi to say these things with such seriousness.
He couldn't even refute, because what others said made sense, and if he wanted to refute, he became unreasonable...
He could only grunt heavily, and at the same time hoped that Sassuolo would defeat Sampdoria, and that Gao Zheng should be completely frozen by Sassuolo's defense line, and there was no chance to play again!
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