LRAB Chapter 450
Chapter 450
England coach McLaren, who was standing on the sidelines, subconsciously looked up at the timer on the big screen.
2:2, 84:01.
On the field, Su Fei, who boldly received the pass in the hinterland and did not return the ball immediately, was instantly attacked by several England players.
Demon Su is indeed terrifying.
But there is strength in numbers.
The England players did not believe that Su Fei could still break through the siege under such circumstances. Hargreaves, who was the first to approach Su Fei, stretched his foot towards the football under Su Fei's feet.
But Su Fei.
At the moment Hargreaves stretched his foot.
He quickly flicked the ball with his right foot, then pushed forward, and at the same time, he accelerated and hit Terry's shoulder.
Chelsea's young captain, Iron John.
Su Fei suddenly hit him, causing him to lose his balance and fall backwards.
This also left a big hole in the seemingly airtight England "iron barrel encirclement".
Su Fei!
Demon Su!
Rushed out!
Touched the ball one step ahead of Ferdinand.
Another trip!
On Sky Sports, Gary Lineker was stunned by the situation on the field.
His voice trembled a little.
"One-on-one?"
"One-on-one!"
"Su...has another one-on-one opportunity?!"
"Su performed a midfield explosion!"
"Break out of the England team's backcourt encirclement!"
"Stop him!!!"
"Can you stop him this time?"
"Robinson!!"
The hopes of millions of English people are pinned on goalkeeper Paul Robinson.
Damn it.
So many people failed to stop him.
Finally, let me do it? !
Paul Robinson wanted to curse, but Su Fei's terrifying speed did not give him this opportunity.
He could only bite the bullet and take the initiative again.
He had already thought of himself becoming the background board for Su Fei's pendulum pass again.
But this time
Su Fei didn't have any fancy moves.
Facing Paul Robinson who was close to him, he lobbed the ball lightly, and the ball flew over Robinson's head.
It crossed the goal line.
"Vrlo uzbuđen!!!"
The Maksimir Stadium was instantly filled with the roar of Croatian fans.
McLaren turned his head mechanically and looked at the big screen again.
3:2, 84:08.
7 seconds.
That monster.
It took only 7 seconds after touching the ball.
He completed the goal.
And it was less than 1 and a half minutes from Beckham's free kick to equalize, including the celebration time...
McLaren didn't know what to say, he even forgot to urge the referee to restart the game quickly.
On the court.
The England players were also silent, and David Beckham stood there blankly.
The joy of scoring twice disappeared.
Instead, I was shocked.
Damn it.
I finally equalized the score.
That's it.
I didn't have time to be happy for 2 minutes, and I was overtaken again? !
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On Sky Sports, Gary Lineker's voice was bitter and his expression was gloomy.
"A near-kill..."
"Su completed this one-on-one shot, it was a near-kill one-on-one shot!"
"Croatia's goal was too fast..."
"The ball was just passed by Modric, and then Su broke through the middle and scored a one-on-one goal."
"Su!"
"This Premier League player of the season last season, the Golden Ball winner of the German World Cup, is continuing his strong performance in the European qualifiers."
"Hat trick!"
"Su completed a hat trick!"
-【Woo, Su, you are too much! You really don't show any mercy. 】
-【We tried our best. I can feel that England really tried their best today. Even Beckham exploded, but they still couldn't win. 】
-【It's not that we can't win, but we didn't even give them a chance to draw. 】
-【Is this Croatia? Is this the World Cup champion? 】
-【No, it's not Croatia that is strong, but Su! Su scored three goals, two single shots, and killed us England...】
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The despair of the English fans did not last long.
10 minutes later.
In the 5th minute of injury time, the referee blew the whistle to end the game.
Cheers and happiness belong to Croatia, who is at home today.
"Mila, kano si nam slavna~”
“Mila si nam ti jedina~”
“Mila, kuda si nam ravna~”
“Mila, kuda si nam planina~”
The fans sang the national anthem “Lijepa naša domovino” in the stands.
3:2.
The English men’s football team had no choice but to accept this unacceptable outcome. They controlled their emotions and shook hands with the Croatian players after the game.
David Beckham came to Su Fei.
He seemed to have adjusted his mood and smiled.
“Young man, you are great. Haha, it’s a good thing that I left the Premier League earlier, otherwise I would have been abused by you in the league. "
Su Fei smiled and nodded.
The Red Devils legend showed his generosity and made a joke.
England did lose this game.
But England's European qualifiers journey is not over yet.
It's just a loss.
The main thing is.
Beckham is very satisfied with his performance today, which has restored his confidence.
He believes.
As long as he maintains today's state.
He will definitely be able to lead England out of the qualifiers!
Su Fei also watched Beckham's back as he left.
He was looking forward to playing against this legendary figure again.
Nothing else to say.
His "Beckham arc".
Su Fei was really envious.
I hope the system will be more sensible and let me have it sooner.
It's a pity.
The system is not only sensible.
Still very stingy.
Since the Community Shield.
The system is like dead, even in the Champions League, there are no new reward tasks.
But this little bit.
Su Fei can understand.
After all, his strength has reached the level of a first-class star.
The growth help given by the system.
Will definitely decrease.
The road ahead, more can only rely on myself and the existing star skills.
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The visiting team England locker room.
The atmosphere is subtle, dull but not silent, and the players whisper to each other.
"Fxxxk, that kid..."
"He won again."
"I'm really unwilling."
"What a monster, I can't stop it at all. ”
“I really want to beat him once...”
The English players sitting here have basically been bullied by Su Fei and surrounded by the despair brought by Su Fei.
I can only say.
I just felt it again today.
David Beckham returned to the locker room with a bath towel drooping, and he walked straight to McLaren.
This time.
The atmosphere in the locker room was really tense.
This posture.
Want to fight?
McLaren raised his head in a panic and looked at Beckham.
Beckham spoke softly.
“I think I performed well today. I want to start in the next European qualifier, is that okay?”
“...”
“No problem. "
McLaren was silent for a long time, then nodded in a dry voice.
He couldn't find any excuse or reason to reject Beckham again.
This England legend has proved that he can still lead this new England team.
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