"Messi lost the penalty kick, Zeng Cheng's judgment was quite accurate. Just like the first penalty kick, Messi still chose the lower right corner. Unexpectedly, Zeng Cheng also chose this direction again. Messi knelt down and he was paying off the debt for the penalty kick just now!"

"The Chinese team now has the initiative!"

Huang Jianxiang shouted in a hoarse voice, "Now, it's Gao Lin's turn to appear."

"If Gao Lin can score this goal, Argentina will be under great pressure."

Gao Lin licked his lips and walked a little anxiously. It can be seen that his mentality is anxious. At this time, people who can be as calm as Dong Fangzhuo are almost non-existent.

The Argentine goalkeeper was still waving his arms quickly in front of the goal, trying to interfere with Gao Lin's shot.

Gao Lin didn't want to suffer at the penalty spot for a moment, so he quit the penalty area and ran up the line.

When the referee whistle sounded, he immediately rushed towards the ball without even looking at the goal.

This is the safest way he thinks, and he doesn't want to be disturbed by the goalkeeper!

call--

The ball he pulled out vigorously flew into the stands.

"this……"

"Oh, I'm so nervous!"

"Gao Lin is under too much pressure, and he cannot release the pressure on himself."

In the stands, Chinese fans were silent, but no one scolded Gao Lin...

Gao Lin was already crying the moment he lost the penalty...

He doesn't want to, he wants to score a goal too!

Dong Fangzhuo immediately stepped forward and hugged him silently.

But Argentina was cheering, excited about Gao Lin's penalty kick, which meant that if Biglia, the second player, could score a penalty, they could get back to their disadvantage.

After 30 seconds, their dream came true, and Biglia calmly sent the ball into the lower left corner of the goal.

Both sides returned to the same starting line 1:1.

"We can never predict the story of the free throw point... The next one that the Chinese team played was Zhao Xuri. Zhao Xuri had a big heart, and his confidence should be high."

Zhao Xuri took a deep breath and took a very rhythmic step. When he was halfway through the run, he paused for half a second, and then rushed forward and shot, and the goalkeeper rushed backwards.

"Beautiful! 2:1! The Chinese team took the lead again."

"Everyone says that Zhao Xuri is a good kid. In such a big scene, he is very stable."

"The third appearance in Argentina is Oyerman."

As a result, Oyerman also shot the ball in and tied the score again.

“The score is tied 2:2!”

"Chen Tao is the fourth appearance!"

"Chen Tao, who fought for cramps in this game, is still standing here. He shoulders the responsibility of being the fourth Chinese team to take the penalty kick."

Chen Tao stood in front of the penalty kick and deliberately flipped the ball twice. This subtle action made him look like he was not so nervous. If he was too nervous, he might not be able to play with the ball!

He took four steps back.

When he was running and shooting, his body tilted to the left very low, as if he was going to shoot to the left, but the goalkeeper did not believe it and thought that Chen Tao was deliberately confusing him, so he rushed to the right.

Whoosh-

The ball that Chen Tao kicked out was a spoon!

The spoon in the middle!

"Ah, spoon, the ball is in!"

"He is too brave, he actually dares to kick a spoon penalty! Is he paying tribute to Dong Fangzhuo? Dong Fangzhuo also scored a spoon penalty in England, but he dares to kick a spoon in the semi-finals of the World Youth Championship. Chen Tao, you are too brave!"

"Chen Tao, he is destined to become a star in the future!"

Haha, Dong Fangzhuo shrugged his shoulders and was frightened by Chen Tao. He had never considered kicking the spoon just now. In such a game, he just wanted to use a thunderous goal to inject passion and strength into the team. He had to admire Chen Tao...

You know, if the ball is saved, he will probably be scolded after the game. At critical moments, he will definitely be sprayed to death by showing off such footwork. But now it will be different.

The fourth person to play in Argentina is Baroso. Zeng Cheng also learned from the Argentine goalkeeper and kept slapping his arms, but Baroso's psychological quality is obviously very strong, so he actually hit the corner! This is an alternative!

The score was 3:3, and the two sides still did not decide the outcome!

The mission remained on Zhou Haibin. It is said that this general has the most calm demeanor and is the finale.

Everyone's eyes were focused on Zhou Haibin.

Zhou Haibin applied a handful of sweat. No matter how calm his temperament was, he would actually bear huge pressure at this time.

Being able to nod and take on the fifth penalty is itself the bravest performance, and not everyone dares to do this, but Zhou Haibin took it. His performance in this World Youth Championship is not so outstanding, but he is one of the players who have played all the time so far.

call,

call,

call,

He took three consecutive breaths and finally rushed towards the ball.

He chose the lower left corner of the goal, and the goalkeeper also saved the right direction.

"ah!"

"bite--"

The ball rubbed against the post!

He's too chasing the ball...

If you pursue the result of angle too much, this nightmare result will occur.

Zhou Haibin covered his face on the spot and no longer looked at the world.

Why is this happening!

At that moment, his heart was almost torn apart, and he felt that he could not face his teammates and fans all over China.

When he walked back to the middle line weakly, Dong Fangzhuo supported him, and Zhou Haibin was already in tears.

"It's okay, it's okay."

"Just a penalty."

"Oh, Xiao Zhou..."

"This ball is a little bit short. He didn't perform well, he just pursued the angle too much. How can I say it? I'm a little bit short of luck. It doesn't matter, we still have a chance. As long as Paletta can't shoot in, we will still have a draw..."

Huang Jianxiang can only say this and comfort the fans and friends in front of the TV.

One minute later...

Buzz...

That year, June 28, 2005,

They were once so close to the World Youth Championship final, and they tried everything, but they still stopped in the semi-finals and were unable to enter the finals.

Victory was stolen by the Argentinians.

But they did not fail. They just lost to the referee, lost to Messi's false penalty kick, and also lost to themselves.

If Messi doesn't pretend to fall,

If Dong Fangzhuo's goal is not cancelled,

If their physical fitness is better,

If Zhou Haibin's ball enters,

There is no if in this world, and so is football.

That day, hundreds of millions of Chinese fans accompanied them to cry.

That day was the deepest memory of their youth, and tears watered everything.

It was also from that day that they began to grow again.

Football, for them, is just the beginning, not the end!

"Although we lost the penalty kick, glory belongs to China! And the shame of victory is left to Argentina and Messi!"
Chapter completed!