Chapter 27: Two Goals Smash Ireland!
(Zidane's power is well known to everyone.
Even if he is in a daze for ninety minutes, just give him one second, he can pass a deadly ball and blast the opponent's goal by himself.
Now he has brought his passing skills to the extreme. The passing route is extremely tricky and just crosses the gap between Irish players. Moreover, the football does not fly straight to the goal, but a diagonal line. This can prevent the football from being directly held by the Irish goalkeeper.
The passing power is also very suitable. If Tang Jue can get rid of Dunn's pull, he will easily stop the ball.
However, will Dunn give Tang Jue a chance?
More than a month ago, in the game between France and England, Tang Jue's second goal was to send the football into the goal under Terry's pull and losing the center of gravity.
Tang Jue seemed to have known that Dunn would hold his clothes. Just as Dunn grabbed Tang Jue's clothes, his body shook his strength and turned his whole body to the right rear!
Dunn could no longer grasp Tang Jue's clothes tightly with his hands.
Getting rid of Dunn's claws, Tang Jue stretched out his right foot and controlled the ball. At this time, a green figure rushed over from Tang Jue's right, which was Cunningham, a central defender from Birmingham.
Although Tang Jue got rid of Dunn's pull, his speed slowed down, which gave Cunningham a chance.
Perhaps the next second, Cunningham's left shoulder would hit Tang Jue hard. Tang Jue did not hesitate at all, raised his left foot and kicked hard towards the football!
In the past, Tang Jue's left foot skills were very average, and the Ligue 1 defenders also knew this. So when they were defending, they focused on Tang Jue's right foot.
Since then, Tang Jue has been training his left foot to dribble and shooting skills at the training ground of Saint-Germain.
"Bang!" With a crisp sound, Tang Jue's left ankle joint hit the middle and upper part of the football, and the football flew towards the goal like an arrow leaving the string!
Just when Tang Jue made a shooting posture, the experienced Cunningham had already begun to fall to the ground to block it, and he wanted to reduce Tang Jue's shooting angle. Kenny also moved a step to the right in the middle of the goal line, and then flew out!
The cooperation between Kenny and Cunningham reached the point of perfection. The football was moving forward rapidly. Tang Jue couldn't help frowning. Because his shot was half a meter away from the lower right corner of the goal. If it were a right foot shot, he could guarantee that the football would not be more than twenty centimeters away from the post.
Tang Jue shook his head in his heart: The left foot technique needs to be improved!
Zidane passed the ball, Tang Jue got rid of Dunn's pull and Tang Jue shot. These happened very quickly. The fans on both sides had not had time to change their emotions. Everything was done.
"Puff!" Kenny touched the football with his right hand!
Kenny's right hand refused the football to show his love to the ball net, and Tang Jue's shot failed to pass Kenny's fingers.
The fear that Irish fans had just developed was shattered by Kenny's hands. The hope that French fans had just developed was shattered by Kenny's hands.
In a blink of an eye, Irish fans fell into fear of death again, and the hope that the French fans had just shattered was gathering in their hearts again!
Tang Jue walked on the grass again, and he ran towards the football quickly!
Kenny shouted in his heart the moment he saved the ball: "Oh no!"
Because he did not save the football from the baseline, he rushed to the penalty area. No wonder he was because Tang Jue's shot was too fast before, so he could only save the football in a hurry. As for the direction of the football rolling after saving, he could not control it at all.
Tang Jue was like a lightning bolt, and after three steps, he came to the front of the football. If Cunningham did not fall to the ground to block Tang Jue's shooting route, he might be able to stop Tang Jue's supplementary shooting.
At this time, Dunn, who was behind Tang Jue's right, did not give up. His center of gravity suddenly lowered and he wanted to tackle!
Dunn's face was still firm, but his eyes showed a look of despair. He didn't know if he could tackle the football, but he still wanted to declare his strength through tackles.
Kenny did not give up either. He was the closest person to football except Tang Jue. His body did not fully stand up. When Tang Jue made a shooting move, he had already determined Tang Jue's shooting route, so he began to pounce forward!
His reaction was extremely fast, and he was simply world-class!
"Bang!" Tang Jue kicked the football hard. After playing the football, Tang Jue jumped up. Deng En's right foot had just passed through Tang Jue's body.
It can be imagined that if Tang Jue's movements were a little slower, Dunn would shovel the football with his right foot.
Kenny flew again and his body flew towards the football quickly, and his judgment was extremely accurate. The football was flying towards the lower right corner of the goal.
In a blink of an eye, Kenny's right hand touched the football again!
It was just because Tang Jue's shooting was too powerful, and the football hit his hand hard like a heavy hammer. Kenny's right hand fell backwards in the direction of the heavy hammer!
Kenny's hand failed to stop the football, and a white light flashed by, the football made a courtship sound, and he dribbled the goal net!
"The ball is in! France leads 2-1! Don't scored twice!" Henrik Hilario shouted in front of the microphone excitedly.
"For the French team, this goal is too important. This goal will inevitably greatly impact Ireland's confidence. The great France, the great Zidane, and the great Don, they lead the French team to win continuously. After this game, the French team will occupy an advantageous position in the group!"
Henrik Hilario's voice came from the TV, and Tang Yuantian's hotel was very lively. The man in glasses shouted loudly and cheerfully: "Boss Beer!"
Before Tang Yuantian could speak, the fat man next to the man with glasses said, "I'll pay! Everyone go get the beer!"
The man in eyes shouted loudly: "No, I should pay for it this time!"
"This beer is so exciting tonight!"
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After a brief silence at the Stan Road Stadium, it made a shocking cheer, and the French fans who came from afar seemed to have their souls flew out. Zidane passed the ball with a delicate pass like a scalpel, tearing open the tight defense line of Ireland. Tang Jue used his speed and strength to get rid of Dunn's pull.
After Kenny saved the shot, Tang Jue seized the opportunity to make a follow-up shot and sent the football into Ireland's goal. Before the game, everyone knew that Ireland was an extremely difficult hard bone. It can be seen from the first forty-four minutes of the first half that Ireland had no chance at all.
With an advantage in physical fitness and home advantage, Ireland was led by France 25 minutes in the second half. This was something Irish fans did not expect.
They choose to face it silently.
It cannot be said that our soldiers did not do their best. If you want to blame the French team, you can only blame the fact that they are too strong. If you want to blame, you can only blame the black-haired boy. It is too sharp, like a sharp sword, and two swords will stab Ireland to death.
Carl shook his head helplessly in the command area, and Domeneck swung his fist hard. The bench behind him fell into a carnival.
Tang Jue was surrounded by his teammates again. Endless joy wrapped around him. The teammates around him roared happily. Tang Jue faced those happy faces with a smile. He gave Zidane a thumbs up. Zidane touched his head and said happily: "Tang! That's it!"
Tang Jue smiled and said, "Your pass is too beautiful. I can't waste such passes!"
In order not to waste beautiful passes, you have to score goals. This reason is too strong. The strong reveals extremely strong confidence.
Zidane's mouth curled slightly and thought to himself: The little guy is just a little guy, and he speaks so interestingly. But I like it!
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The French team's midfield and backcourt are extremely powerful, which is a fact that everyone knows. Now the score has become 2-0, but Roy Keane still has no despair. He was born to be a great warrior, and he wants to lead Ireland to face adversity bravely.
Roy Keane shouted to his teammates who had their noble heads hanging down, "Brothers, we are not dead yet, cheer up your spirits! Let's fight together!"
In the final of the UEFA Champions League in 1999, Roy Keane was one of the founders of the great reversal. At this time, his heart was filled with the belief of reversal.
After the game started again, Ireland was attacking the French team under the leadership of Roy Keane. Vieira and Marklele headed towards each other, and the mission was perfectly completed in the midfield and frontcourt, and now it depends on them and other defensive players.
Vieira's defense target is Roy Keane, a former old enemy in the Premier League, sparked sparks again. In the 30th minute of the second half, Vieira snatched the ball from Roy Keane's feet through a reasonable collision. The angry Roy Keane knocked Vieira to the ground with a fierce kick.
Vieira rolled in pain on the turf in an exaggerated manner. Roy Keane had no intention of letting Vieira go. He bent down and shouted at Vieira: "Do you liar, hurt? liar! liar!"
Marklele pushed Roy Keane away, and the two started arguing. The scene became chaotic and players from both sides flocked to the center of the incident.
Roy Keane knew his ending, and he struggled to argue with French players, and he wanted to vent his dissatisfaction. Arguing with Carl in the locker room during the halftime break has made him extremely unhappy. Now the team is behind zero to two, and the French team's strong defense has made him unable to see any hope of scoring.
Instead of suffering on the court, it is better to leave this ghost place early. Vieira gave him an opportunity to vent his emotions and also a chance to leave the court.
As he wished, the referee lit up a yellow card on his head and then a red card. Roy Keane handed the captain's armband to Robbie Keane and walked down the field cursingly!
He did not look at the bench or the fans in the stands. Irish fans did not know how to view the old captain, but they knew that the old captain, who was already thirty-three, was very close to leaving Ireland.
Irish fans rarely applauded Roy Keane, as if giving him off. Roy Keane's eyes were wet, and he bowed deeply to the fans!
Roy Keane's back disappeared into the player's channel.
The moment he knocked down Vieira, he made a decision. After this game, he announced that he would leave the Irish team forever. He could imagine Carl's face after the game, and such a coach was not worth fighting for him.
With the soon-to-be expiration of the contract with Manchester United, Manchester United is unwilling to renew the contract with him, which makes him very disappointed. The disheartened Roy Keane left the Irish team in this way.
Not long after, the contract between Roy Keane and Manchester United expired. Roy Keane left Manchester United and transferred freely to the Scottish Celtics. A generation of midfielder left the sight of fans around the world. Please search for Piaotian, the novel is better, updated and faster!
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