Chapter 148 World Wave (2)

Although Wang Li was not injured at all, Simic received a yellow card for nothing, and England also got a free kick opportunity, the England supporters in the audience were not satisfied. What they wanted to see most was that Croatia would have one player sent off, and then England would win easily. That would be a happy situation for everyone. Of course, the few Croatian fans in the stands would definitely think the opposite, but that was not the mainstream.

"Red card!" "Rude guy!" "Send him off!" As soon as Collina took out the yellow card, the fans reacted and the noise instantly spread throughout the Luz Stadium.

Of course, the penalty on the field will not change because of the support of the fans. If Collina changes the penalty now, his referee license may be revoked tomorrow. The players of both teams have no objection to this penalty. Near the midline, the players of the England team have gathered together to discuss countermeasures.

The ball was on the right side of the penalty area, about 35 meters from the goal, which was Beckham's best position. Owen and veteran Scholes could also do it, but they were not on the field. Without anyone to direct them, the substitutes were in a mess. The assistant coach wanted to go up to the front to give his opinion, but was stopped by Eriksson. He also wanted to see who the substitutes could pick out in the end.

"Let me try." Dale chuckled. He felt a little itchy after not playing for a long time. "Anyway, no one has much confidence."

"No, it's a waste with your skills. I think it's better to go with Bridge. He scored a goal in the last training session." Jamie Carragher looked down on Dyer and suggested. In fact, he also wanted to play, but he didn't quite believe in his skills and was afraid of making a fool of himself. This was the European Cup, not a club, and he really had no status in the team.

"Alan, you should do it! Just swing your leg and kick hard. Even if you can't score, at least you can kick one down." Bridge pushed for it and also gave his opinion. However, his statement was supported by other teammates. They were definitely gloating over such things.

Wang Li knew that there was indeed no real free kick expert on the field, but he did not expect that it would fall to him in the end. However, this did serve as a reminder to him. When he looked towards the Croatian penalty area, he saw that they had already formed a sparse wall of people. Judging from their expressions, it was obvious that Croatia did not believe that the English players on the field could score this goal.

Wang Li suddenly had a good idea, so he pretended to be calm and said, "Cole, you come." After that, he winked at his teammates and signaled them to disperse. Seeing Wang Li's eyes, everyone automatically dispersed and ran towards the front court. While running towards the front court, Wang Li pretended to be indifferent and walked to Ashley Cole and Dale, whispered to them, and then separated and ran forward alone.

At this time, several players in the frontcourt pretended to be dissatisfied. Bridge looked at Cole angrily, like a resentful woman in the boudoir, and Rooney even had an argument with Cole while running. Although Wang Li didn't hear it, Cole's mouth shape was clearly the beginning of an English national curse, which even caused Collina to give him a warning.

Wang Li watched his teammates' performances in silence. They had never read the script, but they were able to divide the work so clearly. He felt that if these people went into making movies after retirement, each of them would have a bright future.

Ashley Cole walked to the ball, placed it in position, then stepped back a few meters, waiting for the referee's whistle. Rooney stood in the penalty area, waiting for his chance to come at any time, while temporary captain Phil Neville watched the Croatian wall carefully to prevent them from making small movements, such as taking a small step forward.

Ashley Cole took the free kick, which made Butina feel a little embarrassed. This left-back of the England team had exquisite skills, fierce fighting and accurate positioning in the game, but he had never heard of his experience in taking free kicks. The most difficult thing for the goalkeeper was this kind of ball that he didn't know anything about. He couldn't make any predictions at all. But if he thought about it carefully, since Cole couldn't take the free kick among the main players, he didn't think he would be very capable, which made Butina feel a little relieved.

"Cole? Why don't they let Jamie take the penalty? Among these players, Jamie should be the best. Or Alan? His powerful volley is also very powerful." The assistant coach on the sidelines said to Eriksson with some confusion.

"Maybe, but maybe these guys will give us a surprise." Eriksen smiled calmly. He was not interested in who would take the free kick. Even if it went in, they could not do better than David. What interested him was what these guys would do. Cole stood in front of the free kick, which made his eyes light up. He watched the situation on the field develop with some anticipation.

Although Croatia's goalkeeper Butina is not well-known, he performed very well in this European Championship. In the qualifiers, he guarded the goal for 537 minutes without conceding a goal, helping the Croatian team, which did not perform well at the beginning of the season, to directly enter the final round of the European Cup. In the group stage, he only conceded one goal in the match against France. This European Cup may become a springboard for him.

After the referee blew the whistle, he saw Cole take two steps back before slowly starting to run. This kind of kicking style is usually worn by players who pursue power, like Carlos of Real Madrid, so he hurriedly took two steps forward to increase his defensive range to prevent the ball from going too fast and causing him to lack strength when he pounced on the ball, resulting in a goal.

At this time, the commentator shouted excitedly: "Cole is running up, his speed is very slow, what will happen, can this ball go in? This is the first time we see this England left back take a free kick, it's really exciting..."

At this time, Ashley Cole had completed his run-up, and under the gaze of all the fans in the stadium, he swung his right foot and kicked straight towards the ball. The wall of Croatian players immediately jumped up from the ground, but the next scene made them dumbfounded. Just when Ashley Cole's right foot was about to touch the football, he suddenly slowed down, then swung his calf, and the ball flew sideways towards Dyer!

Dale didn't stop the ball at all. He was like a transit station, quickly brushing past the ball, and the ball rolled towards Wang Li who was standing on the left side of the penalty area.

The moment Dale passed the ball, Wang Li was ready to shoot. His right foot, which was infused with enough internal strength, was now full of power. He looked up at the direction of the goal, then swung his right foot sideways, and pulled hard at a position slightly deviating from the direction the ball was rolling. The ball flew towards the Croatian goal like a meteor!

Tactical free kick!

It happened so quickly that the ball went from Ashley Cole to Dyer and then to Wang Li in just a few seconds. At this time, some players had just landed and hadn't even reacted to what happened. By the time they realized it was a tactical free kick, it was too late.

At this time, goalkeeper Butina was blocked from sight by the wall of people jumping up and down, and had no idea where the ball was. Just as he was shaking his head and looking around for the ball, the ball was already in front of him. He could only watch the ball fly into the net past his side.

1:0! England is leading!

"GOAL!" The commentator was also excited after seeing the goal, and he exclaimed loudly: "GOAL! It's No. 21 young player Alan Wang. It's a wonderful world wave. Oh, let's take a look. It's... 37 meters! It's a powerful shot from 37 meters away from the goal. It's really exciting! The Croatians were fooled. It was a tactical free kick of the England team. In the end, young player Alan Wang kicked the ball into the net. It was really beautiful!"

Wang Li clenched his fists, excitedly did a backflip on the spot, and then ran madly along the sideline towards the English fans' stand. As he passed by, the fans in the stands cheered, especially the French fans, who were even more excited. They now believed that this black-haired boy was the savior of the French team!

Rita was sitting behind the French fans' stands with a smile on her face. What she liked most was Wang Li's dominance and aggressiveness on the court. "Maybe I just need such a domineering man. Oh, what am I thinking!" A blush appeared on her face, which stunned a fan who was cheering enthusiastically next to her.

At this time, besides the excited Wang Li, the happiest person was Eriksson on the sidelines. He was very happy about the growth of his players, even though they all belonged to different clubs. Football is not a barbaric sport, but requires a competition of wisdom. He was very optimistic about the black-haired boy who was shouting excitedly on the field. He believed that in the near future, this boy would definitely succeed. However, how far he could go on the road of football depended on his perseverance.

In a VIP box in the stands, two men in suits were pointing and talking at the court.

"Mia, what do you think of this young man?" asked a middle-aged man who looked a little older and had a bald spot on the left side of his forehead with a smile.

"Very good, his shot is powerful and his technique is very good, are you interested?"

"But he's not famous enough, which doesn't fit our plan. Besides, the team doesn't lack forwards now." The middle-aged man sighed, as if lamenting that he couldn't get such a player.

"I'm very optimistic about him, but that Moxie is such a profiteer. I sent him a fax yesterday, and he actually offered 25 million pounds. He really can say that. And according to my investigation, the contract of this guy only has a penalty of 10 million pounds. He is such a fool!"

"He's taking advantage of us. Maybe the guy in England will offer this price now, but it all depends on his own willingness."

"Haha, that Russian idiot, he is busy poaching players from AC Milan now.";