"Luke Xiao made a cross from the wing, Gerrard headed the ball towards the goal, Neuer saved the ball again...Lin Yun shot directly with his heel??!!!"
"GOAL!!!! Lin scored another magic goal! The magic goal in the World Cup final!" Lineker gradually became incoherent. "He scored with a curved ball! Have you ever seen such a shot?!"
"No," Alan Shearer shook his head, "I still can't believe my eyes. I'm waiting for the replay of the goal..."
Although heel shots are rare, it is not unknown to everyone. However, the general heel shot is an unexpected ground ball. When the goalkeeper is out of position, he accidentally succeeds in a sneak attack. Like Lin Yun, he directly hits the goalkeeper. It was a curve ball that couldn't be saved when in a normal position... Even veterans like Pele and Lao Ma said they would live for a long time.
The moment the football entered the goal, not to mention the German players, every one of them looked like they had seen a ghost and lost their souls. Even the English players had an expression of "Am I dazzled?"
Half of the Maracana stadium became a sea of joy, the other half a hell of sadness.
The whole of Great Britain was also like a big earthquake, with all kinds of screams and cheers soaring into the sky!
Almost the entire country was frantically shouting the same name.
"Forest!!!"
Lin Yun turned around and saw that after seeing the football go in, he immediately ran to the sidelines, sat down on his butt, twirled his fingers in a decent way, and sat cross-legged to celebrate.
He Wei kept marveling, "Lin Yun helped England open the scoring with a back-heel shot that no one expected. I can't describe the beauty of this goal in words. I can only say that it is a work of art." , a wonderful goal that should be placed in a football museum!"
Neuer still couldn't accept the fact and stood blankly in front of the goal. He didn't come back to his senses until Lahm's voice sounded.
"Okay, wake up!" Ram shouted, "It's just a goal, it's no big deal. There is still a lot of game time, so cheer up!"
The other Germans quickly took a deep breath and exhaled heavily, forcing themselves to eliminate distracting thoughts and slowly walked back to their respective positions.
Lin Yun was already surrounded by his teammates, and a group of rough guys couldn't help but burst out a lot of F language.
Rooney grabbed Lin Yun's neck and kept shaking it, "How did you do it? How dare you knock on the door like this, huh?"
Lin Yun stretched out his hand to push his pig's trotters away and said: "This is called ball feel. You don't need to look at it. You can hit it no matter how you play. Do you understand?"
"The ball feels like shit! Do you think it's my first day playing football?" Rooney said in dissatisfaction, "You're just blind!"
"If you say you are blind, just be blind..."
In the stands, the members of England's royal family who were watching stood up and applauded gracefully.
The German political figures in the stands on the other side could only endure their nausea and pretended to be calm and said calmly to the furry bear next to them: "It's a beautiful goal, isn't it?"
"Yes," the emperor said while applauding, "I generally prefer powerful long-range shots to score goals, but a clever shot like this is equally amazing."
"I have to admit that England does have the best players in the world, but football is a sport of eleven people. Believe me, the German team will tie the score soon. Well, relying on the strength of the team..."
"We'll see."
Hodgson hugged his coaching staff excitedly, then turned and waved to Wilshere.
Little Threat was blocked by the celebrating crowd. Before he could celebrate with Lin Yun, he reluctantly came over after seeing his gesture, "What's wrong?"
"Strengthen the defense!" Hodgson solemnly said, "Keep your position, intercept in the midfield and back, and don't go forward easily! Tell the two full-backs not to assist casually, the German team will definitely launch a fierce attack. We must withstand it!"
If it hadn't been too early, Hodgson would have even wanted to replace Wilshere with Henderson or Milner, who are more defensively capable.
Wilshere also knew how precious a goal was in such a game and immediately nodded to show his understanding.
After returning to the court, he reluctantly went up to hug Lin Yun, and then found Glen Johnson and Luke Shaw to convey the coach's instructions.
Luke Xiao had just tasted the sweetness of attacking, and when he was in the mood, he was naturally not happy to receive such instructions, but he also knew that now was not the time to be willful, so he could only nod to express understanding.
The game continued and England began to shrink back.
Lin Yun, Welbeck and Sterling retreated greatly. As a result, England's midfield and backfield defense was greatly strengthened, but the pressure on the frontcourt was insufficient. This made Lahm, Höwedes and Bastian Schweizer Insteiger and others got more opportunities to display their offensive talents.
The two sides started fighting in the midfield, and the game began to become dull again, but everyone did not dare to slack off and continued to devote themselves to the game.
The time soon came to the 30th minute. The German team was unable to attack for a long time and gradually became a little anxious. Loew walked anxiously around the sidelines, thinking hard about countermeasures. The situation on the field suddenly changed.
Lahm took the ball from the wing to midfield and then hit it across the middle to Schweinsteiger, but Schweinsteiger was tightly entangled by Luke Shaw as soon as he received the ball. Gerrard quickly stepped up and the two flanked him. The ball was quickly intercepted.
Lin Yun faked running to the left, deceived Kramer, then turned to the right, creating a gap.
Gerrard made a decisive short pass and passed the ball to Lin Yun's feet.
Everyone thought they could see another good show of riding through the barrier alone, but they didn't expect that Lin Yun didn't pause after receiving the ball, and directly turned the inside of his left foot and pushed the ball to Rooney's side.
Hummels immediately bent down, preparing for Rooney's impact.
Rooney stretched and stepped on his right foot, adjusted the ball in front of him, and then without hesitation, raised his foot and hit it! !
Lin Yun's position is on the midfield line, and Rooney is less than ten meters away from him, which means that the ball is actually a super long-range midfielder lob.
People only remember that if God is in love, God is also old, and he kicked Hartmon when he met him, but they don't know that when they met Neuer, they could actually do this for a long time.
Neuer suffered a loss from Lin Yun. After all, the scene when Lin Yun broke the record for the longest goal in the Champions League on him is still vivid in his mind, so he has been reminding himself to be careful of Lin Yun's long-distance lobs. But as the game progressed, he unknowingly stepped forward and put some distance between himself and the goal.
Rooney had been targeting him for a long time, and now he finally had the opportunity to fire from a distance without any ambiguity.
I have to say that Xiaopang’s move scared everyone.
The football crossed half the field and quickly fell towards the German team's goal.
Neuer quickly backed away while watching the flying football.
He was nervous, but his steps were still light and quick. The moment the football was about to hit the goal, he jumped up gently, dragged it with one hand, and dragged the ball over the crossbar in the eyes of the Englishman with regret.
"Gerrard successfully stole the ball and passed to Lin Yun. Lin Yun found Rooney with a kick...Rooney hit the goal in midfield?!!"
"Neuer is standing very far forward, and he's going to get into trouble again! Oops, just a little bit closer!"
"Rooney suddenly lobbed a shot near midfield, Neuer dragged the ball out of the baseline in a thrilling manner, and England got a corner kick."
Xiaopang had been planning for a long time, waiting for this kick to make a big splash, but he didn't expect it to be ruined by Neuer.
The greater the hope, the greater the disappointment. He kicked the turf unwillingly and said "FK" hard.
Lin Yun shook his head, stepped forward and patted his back, "It's okay, continue!"
Rooney muttered: "Why am I not as lucky as you..."
"..." Lin Yun thought for a moment, "Have you ever heard of a saying that the harder someone works, the luckier they will be."
Rooney walked with him to the German team's penalty area and said dissatisfiedly, "Didn't I work hard enough?"
"Oh, then it might be because of appearance or character..."
"..."
Gerrard did not take a corner kick this time, but came to the penalty area and ambush behind the goal.
Lin Yun stood five meters in front of the goal, facing the goal. Kramer and Boateng were still responsible for defending him.
The two learned their lesson and did not take action before the football was passed. Instead, they cautiously opened a small distance from Lin Yun and prepared to jump for the top when the football flew over.
As expected, Wilshere was looking for Lin Yun's position, and a high and fast long pass accurately reached Lin Yun's head.
Lin Yun took off with Kramer and Boateng hanging on his body, barely touched the football, and pushed the football towards the goal.
Hwedes jumped up and pushed the ball hard outside the penalty area, but Kroos stopped it firmly at his feet.
At this moment, Mueller suddenly rushed forward quickly!
Gary Cahill first glanced at Schürrle and Cross warily, then turned sideways and ran forward quickly.
Kroos calmly played a one-two with Schürrle to get rid of Rooney, and then took the ball forward.
He was taking his time here, but the other German players were already whizzing away from England's half like arrows.
"...The German team's counterattack came. Kroos, Schürrle, and Bastian Schweinsteiger quickly passed the ball and successfully pushed the ball into the midfield! The players of the English team were quickly returning to defense. Oops, Wilshe You’ve cheated!”
Kroos passed the ball with a kick, but Wilshere made a misjudgment and took off early, but did not touch any hair.
The football fell behind him and Klose got it.
Jagielka had to quickly make up his position, rushed over and collided hard with Klose!
Klose did not fall to the ground, but resisted Jagielka's impact, and then swept the ball to the penalty spot with a concealed sweep.
There wasn't a single England player in that area!
In just less than two minutes, the situation between the two sides was reversed. The England team, which just a moment ago was surrounding the opponent's goal and planning how to attack, suddenly became meat on someone else's chopping block.
Just when Joe Hart was hesitating to attack, a ghostly figure came behind the football.
White jersey…
Whether it was the England players rushing over, Hodgson on the sidelines, or the England fans in the stands, they seemed to have forgotten to breathe at this moment, watching this scene helplessly.
"Klose passed the ball diagonally in front of the goal. Thomas Muller succeeded in countering offside and shot!!!"
Mueller's face, which looked like it was only suitable for comedy, had no expression at the moment and was as cold as ice.
The inside of the right foot hits the middle of the football firmly, aiming for the lower left corner of the goal.
Joe Hart reacted as fast as lightning, swooping sideways as the football left his feet.
He judged the direction correctly and his save action was as standard as a textbook, but he still couldn't stop the football from rolling into the goal behind him...
"GOAL!!! Thomas Muller! The German team equalized the score!"
"Klose assists, Muller scores, England's goal is lost, and both sides are on the same starting line again!!"
Mueller's expression finally changed.
He opened his mouth grandly, as if he couldn't believe that the ball had been scored so easily, but soon he turned around and ran towards Klose who assisted him.
All the German team players rushed towards the two people who were already hugging each other.
Lineker shook his head and began to comment on Muller.
"As we all know, it is difficult for forwards with a single style to adapt to today's tactical system.
What modern football needs is a forward who can not only score goals, but also be a fulcrum, can effectively cooperate with the midfielder, can support from the side, and even defend.
In this respect, Muller is not a qualified striker, or a qualified modern forward, but if you look closely, you will find that he is actually a very comprehensive player.
He can participate in all aspects of the team's offense, linking up in the midfield and inserting many shots. At the same time, he is not greedy for credit and will pass to teammates in better positions whenever he has the opportunity.
Moreover, he can also greatly increase the defensive intensity. Whether he is a central midfielder or a pseudo-wide midfielder, he can assist the full-backs and midfielders in completing a lot of defensive tasks.
For these reasons, Muller has become a quite unique player. Although his physical talent is mediocre and his skills are average, he has superior awareness, coquettish movement, and first-class shooting skills, and can often create surprises inadvertently.
In the entire history of football, such players are extremely rare. Of course, this can be regarded as an inevitable product of the development of modern football..."
Alan Shearer stared at the TV screen with a livid face and slammed the table angrily.
"Jagielka failed to successfully defend against Klose, who was so much older than him! Cahill and Johnson also had no tacit understanding, and the offside trap they created was nondescript!
It’s hard to imagine that we made it all the way to the World Cup finals with such a defensive line!
Of course, there are also big problems in the midfield!
Gerrard did not bring many surprises on the offensive end, and Wilshere's defensive ability was obviously insufficient. As for Welbeck and Sterling, has anyone seen where they are..."
(End of chapter)
