"Dear viewers in front of the TV, if you just turned on the TV, you have already missed a wonderful world wave!"
Huang Jianxiang continued to cheer for Wang Xiaodong, "Just ten seconds into the game, Wang Xiaodong threatened Van der Sar's goal with a shot over fifty meters away."
"If Van der Sar had been more forward and less focused during this ball, Tottenham might have had a dream start."
"Faced with Wang Xiaodong's long-range heavy artillery, even Manchester United cannot afford to be careless!"
Huang Jianxiang talked eloquently in front of the microphone. The truth is this, but which goalkeeper would stand so far forward after the whistle? Which goalkeeper will slip away again?
So such a goal is not very realistic at all.
But then again, everyone knows that Wang Xiaodong's shooting range covers most of the stadium. Coupled with Wang Xiaodong's flamboyant character, there is a high possibility that Tottenham will choose to directly attack the goal after the kick-off.
Because of this characteristic of Wang Xiaodong, English Premier League fans soon affectionately called Wang Xiaodong the "goalkeeper acceptance officer."
Any goalkeeper who can catch Wang Xiaodong's heavy midfield shot at the beginning is not necessarily a good goalkeeper, but the one who is succeeded by Wang Xiaodong is definitely a bad guy.
Wang Xiaodong's midfield lob is slowly affecting the pattern of the Premier League game.
Seeing Huang Jianxiang finish playing, Zhan Jun stroked the microphone and said slowly: "If this goal is scored, it will definitely have a great impact on Manchester United's morale."
"That's right, who wouldn't be disappointed if they conceded a goal after the game started?" Huang Jianxiang said proudly.
"And the most important thing is that the importance of Wang Xiaodong's shot is not only a goal, but a deterrent ability." Zhan Jun continued to explain, "We can see from Wang Xiaodong's previous midfielder lob, He has become very proficient in shooting in this area. This shows that such a shot is not just a 'cover' for Wang Xiaodong, but a way of scoring goals that can be copied."
"As a result, Manchester United's defensive area must be lifted from 30 meters to the midfield. Even when Wang Xiaodong gets the ball in the midfield, Van der Sar must maintain 100% concentration. This is definitely a problem for the Manchester United goalkeeper. A huge test.”
Sir Alex Ferguson, who was standing in the command area, kept chewing gum. He was also a far-sighted coach, and he was also troubled by Wang Xiaodong's midfielder.
If Wang Xiaodong really masters shooting from this position, it will be the same as a basketball player learning the skill of shooting three-pointers just past midfield.
Such an opponent must be restrained by sending a player dedicated to defending him.
But who to send?
Sir Alex Ferguson looked at the Red Devils' midfield, and after much thought, he could only let Carrick step forward and have a try.
Looking back now, Sir Alex Ferguson feels awkward every time Carrick and Wang Xiaodong appear in the same scene.
How good would it be if the money used to buy Carrick could be used to buy Wang Xiaodong?
Even if you only buy him, you will still make a lot of money now!
In front of Wang Xiaodong, the former Tottenham captain could only defend passively.
Now Sir Alex is hesitating whether to immediately let Carrick give up his original tactical plan and defend Wang Xiaodong. If this order is delayed by one minute, Wang Xiaodong may take another kick from the center circle.
A goal from this distance would have a huge impact on morale!
Just when Sir Alex hesitated, Manchester United launched a beautiful offensive of their own.
"Hey?!" Huang Jianxiang exclaimed.
"Tottenham's defense was broken!"
"There was a mistake in the positioning between Wang Xiaodong and Dawson, which gave Manchester United a big gift..."
"Dong Fangzhuo!"
"Not offside!"
"The referee didn't blow it!"
Seeing Wang Dong rushing into the penalty area alone, both Huang Jianxiang and all the Red Devils fans in the stands stood up and stared wide-eyed.
"Dong Fangzhuo..." Huang Jianxiang said in a long voice.
At this moment, Dong Fangzhuo was really like the king of Manchester United. With a flick of his left foot and a flash of both legs, the main goalkeeper of the Three Lions was knocked to the ground.
"Passed the goalkeeper..." Huang Jianxiang almost choked.
From successfully resisting offside, to pretending to be real, Dong Fangzhuo's few kicks can be regarded as leisurely. Some people believe that he is possessed by Ronaldo.
When will Chinese players be able to play goalkeeper alone in mainstream European competitions?
When did Chinese players become so calm when facing the goalkeeper?
When did the Chinese players dare to outsmart the opponent's goalkeeper on their own?
Seeing Robinson being knocked to the ground, unable to move. The door of Tottenham was placed in front of Dong Fangzhuo like a naked virgin.
"Cum, cum, cum quickly!!!"
At this moment, not only Huang Jianxiang and Zhan Jun, but also Manchester United fans all over the world are waiting for their new king to push the damn ball into Tottenham's door.
But at this moment, a black shadow suddenly appeared on the screen.
Uh-huh! ! !
This black shadow slid behind Dong Fangzhuo with the speed of lightning and stole the jingle bells, and instantly shoveled the ball that King Dong had just stepped on out of the baseline.
Whoosh!
Wang Dong's right foot kicked an arc in the air, but it only made an arc.
The instep of his right foot is very tight, and he exerts the force properly, and even the preset ball contact position is extremely accurate. This shooting posture is comparable to a textbook!
But it was such a shot that many teenagers tried to imitate, but it didn't hit the ball.
Because half a second ago, the ball that knocked Robinson down had been shoveled away by Wang Xiaodong.
Then, before Wang Dong could react, he was severely knocked down by Wang Xiaodong's body, which could not stop the car. With his head tilted to the sky, he was lying on the line of Tottenham's small penalty area with his legs spread out.
"Walter???"
“What just happened???”
Dong Fangzhuo, who quickly stood up, sat on the ground blankly, slapping his head with his right palm.
His consciousness was still stuck on the moment before he shot, and he had not yet reacted.
"Where's the ball?"
"Did I shoot?"
"Why doesn't it seem like you kicked something?"
"Xiaodong?"
"Why are you here?"
The camera zoomed in, focusing on Dong Fangzhuo's confused face.
"Look, Manchester United's King Dong hasn't reacted yet."
"He must have been shocked by DONG's tackle."
"Maybe his brain nerves haven't been connected yet..."
The commentator at Wembley Stadium burst out laughing. Anyone who saw Dong Fangzhuo's expression on the big screen would laugh.
"Alas! It's still hard for this kid to become a great player!" Seeing that the most crucial final kick failed, Sir Alex Ferguson on the sidelines was so disappointed that he almost fell over.
"What do you want to learn from Ronaldo?"
"Wouldn't it be better to just cum?"
"Do you have to get past the goalkeeper?"
Amid the complaints from the fans, Wang Xiaodong and Dong Fangzhuo supported each other and stood up.
Dong Fangzhuo, who realized what had just happened, also looked annoyed: "Xiaodong, this is a charity match, why are you working so hard?"
Looking at the aggrieved and dissatisfied Wang Dong, Wang Xiaodong raised his eyebrows proudly, "You want to score first? No way!"
