Chapter 165 Tears and Hope (3)
Under everyone's attention, the Portuguese team finally sent out the next player. No matter what, this shot would definitely decide the outcome of the game! Surprisingly, the player who came on the field was -
Goalkeeper Ricardo!!
Yes, that's right, Ricardo walked to the penalty spot!
Is the Portuguese goalkeeper going to take the game-deciding shot for his team?
In fact, although Ricardo is just a goalkeeper, his set-piece skills are still very good. He even scored a set-piece goal for Boavista Football Club in the 96/97 season!
Anyway, he had already walked to the penalty spot, ready to take the penalty. At this moment, Ricardo felt very refreshed. Yes, very refreshed! He had had enough of the time spent in front of the goal. Facing the reckless men of England, he even felt that his life was seriously threatened. And now, he could finally stand in front of the goal and take the penalty! As long as he could score this goal, he could completely get rid of the fate of being abused! Looking at David James' nervous and solemn application in front of him, he secretly felt a little gloating in his heart.
Ricardo took a long run-up, and the others were sweating. He kicked the ball with his right foot, and the ball flew towards the upper left corner of the goal. This kick almost exhausted all his strength! Even after kicking, he didn't have time to see the result, and his body swayed and fell to the ground! But -
The cheers from the east stand of the stadium told Ricardo that he succeeded! !
“Gooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooal!!” The commentator at the scene slammed the table and stood up…
"It's in! Goalkeeper Ricardo made a powerful shot! The ball is in!! Portugal finally won and they advanced to the semi-finals of the European Cup!! The final result is 8:7, let's cheer for the team!!" This commentator who was "neutral" throughout the game was undoubtedly a pure Portugal fan. When the score was confirmed, he finally couldn't help shouting.
Seeing the goal, Scolari jumped up from where he was. He succeeded again! No matter how the game went, at least he brought victory to the team!
This is the most important thing!
If Portugal lost the game, he couldn't imagine how much pressure he would face after the game. Angry fans might even attack him physically! You know, this is not surprising, Europe has always been a holy land for football hooligans, and this is the European Cup held in Portugal!
The European Cup is the second most important international event after the World Cup!
The Portuguese fans in the audience were all excited. Their team finally won the penalty shootout. For the fans, perhaps the most refreshing victory is to win with difficulty when the two teams are almost the same in strength, because then the game will be very exciting, and the result produced in an instant is also very exciting. This is the charm of football! ! Although they have been shouting for more than 120 minutes, they are still enjoying it. They all stood up, hugged each other, and shouted to celebrate!
The Portuguese players on the field also took action immediately. They collectively stood under the fans' stands, raised their hands high, and made victory gestures to the fans! ! In the joyful play, they celebrated the team's victory!
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Where there is joy there is sorrow, that's how it is in competitive sports.
Eriksson touched his face helplessly, stood up, turned around and walked out of the stadium. He was no longer in the mood to comfort the players. He had to think about how to deal with those annoying reporters, and he also needed to submit a report to the English Football Association for this European Cup. Although Eriksson led the team to achieve the minimum score given by the English Football Association, he was not sure if he could continue to stay in this position.
'These damned English people are all conceited fools.' After venting his anger, he still had to face reality.
The English players stood in silence on the edge of the field, looking blankly at everything on the field. They tried hard for 120 minutes, but still lost in the end.
One shot, just one shot, determines the team's elimination. This may be too cruel!
But the reality is that they did lose to Portugal, and it was a terrible penalty shootout. Maybe UEFA should cancel this unreasonable rule, but it's just a thought. Even if it is modified, they have already lost. Time cannot be reversed, and blindly feeling lost will obviously not have any effect.
Wang Li squatted on the ground with his face covered and his fists clenched. He seemed very unwilling to accept the fact that he had worked so hard for so long but still failed in the end. This was the first time he faced failure, yes, the first time.
"This feeling is really unpleasant!" he said silently in his heart.
Although he is a Chinese at heart, his decision to join the England team was more for his future, which may seem a bit selfish to others. But now, he has fallen deeply in love with this team full of fighting spirit and unity, but with just one defeat, his first national team journey is over. Yes, it is completely over.
Sad? A little bit.
Although it is meaningless, the loser will always feel more or less sad.
Tears? Will that help?
A good man will not shed tears. Only by striving hard can he achieve success!
Perhaps, this result cannot satisfy him, but football is a sport for eleven people, and the collective strength is the most powerful. He is just 17 years old, and there will be more opportunities in the future, right?
Perhaps, the England team will one day stand at the top of the world and lift the World Cup trophy that symbolizes the highest honor.
"I will definitely do it!" he said firmly in his heart.
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"Let's go, let's leave here." Michael Owen said first, and then walked towards the sidelines alone. With his calm personality, he would keep the sadness in his heart, and leaving this sad place would be a better choice.
Afterwards, the other players also slowly walked out of the stadium in silence. The Stadium of Light may become an eternal pain in their hearts, but for some people, this may become their new starting point, right?
"It's all the fault of that unlucky referee, otherwise we would have won. His bald head must be the result of the fans' curse." Looking at the expressions of his teammates, Bridge forced a smile as if he wanted to liven up the atmosphere, but he was not very good at comforting people. I'm afraid he spent all his IQ on women.
"I'm sorry, I was nervous at that time." Lampard pursed his lips and said suddenly.
"I should be the one to apologize." Beckham, who was walking at the back of the team, raised his head slightly. "I made a mistake in the first ball, otherwise the team would have won."
However, no one blamed him at this time, because those red eyes proved his love for the team.
"At worst, we can win it back next time, the next World Cup, the next European Cup!" Wang Li clenched his fists and said firmly. He was very unwilling to lose, but what could he do? If he wanted to win honors, he could only wait until next time.
"Yes, Alan is right. We just need to win it back next time. The Portuguese players we beat stayed in the goal and didn't dare to come out, just like, um, just like the overtime just now!"
"Yes, I'll win again next time and make those boys go home naked!"
The England players walked out of the stadium from the player tunnel one after another. No matter what, everything belongs to the winners, and now their journey in Portugal has ended.
At this time, the camera turned to Beckham. England's trusted captain had red eyes. He stood in front of the door of the player's tunnel, looked at the stadium deeply as if he was lingering, and then slowly walked in.
However, that lonely figure will remain in the hearts of English fans for a long time...
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