Time passed quickly, and in the blink of an eye, in the 79th minute, Huddlestone received a pass from Wang Xiaodong in his own half. After glancing at the left wing, Bell was pointing to his feet for the ball.
Another 1V1 opportunity on the left.
Huddlestone passed the ball to his teammate without hesitation, and Bell took two steps back to receive the ball.
This time, Bell still faced Cafu, and the Brazilian veteran was also ready.
Seeing that Cafu was ready, Bell straightened his body and moved his left foot inwards, once again creating the illusion of a breakthrough from the inside.
This is a conspiracy, Kafu has to guard against it!
As soon as Cafu turned around, his center of gravity began to shift.
Upon seeing this, Bell immediately turned the ball back, took a small step toward the sideline with the outside of his left foot, and then took another big step.
Seeing that Bell was trying to speed up, Cafu turned around quickly, and once again rushed out side by side with Bell.
He didn't forget that he couldn't outrun Bell by running like this; but he also knew that the only thing he had to do now was run like this.
Sure enough, Bell pushed the ball forward with his last kick and passed the ball to himself three seconds later.
The tall and powerful Bale is no longer the thin blond boy from Southampton two years ago. Now he can't hold him back or knock him down!
[I don’t want blessings, ignore loneliness, and run to the farthest distance! 】
"Bell, bell, bell, bell!"
Cafu, who was replaced in the second half, couldn't pull him in time and hit him hard with his body.
But in the end, he was thrown out of bounds like a clown.
Amid the overwhelming cheers, Bell once again completed a complete overtaking.
"5 times, this is the fifth time!" the commentator stretched out his hand, spread his fingers, and shouted crazily.
"BELL, BELL, BELL!!!"
It seemed that the fans' cries disturbed God. Emerson appeared in Bell's inward route in time, causing Bell to choose to change direction.
With this change of direction, Cafu, who ran all the way back from outside the boundary, finally took the opportunity to run into the gap between Bell and the ball and intercept the ball.
Facing Bell's on-the-spot counterattack, Cafu used his last strength to bring the ball to the baseline, then half-turned and kicked the ball back to his teammate Emerson.
AC Milan once again escaped death.
Looking at the ball that was cleared by Emerson into the opponent's half, the red and black fans in the stands looked up at the timer again.
The time has reached the 80th minute.
Ten minutes left.
Tottenham, which was one goal behind, had reached the edge of the cliff and began to make a desperate move.
Ancelotti looked back at the bench, his eyes passing over the faces of every big-name star who could once lead the team.
Ronaldo, Inzaghi, Maldini...
Finally, Ancelotti once again stopped in the face of a Brazilian.
Serginho.
A veteran who joined Milan in 1999.
Serginho has always been an unnoticed figure on the court. In Milan, where many stars gather, Serginho has been quietly contributing with his own abilities.
He is versatile and can play as a midfielder, left back, left midfielder, and left winger.
Now, Ancelotti needs him to come to his right wing, help his two national team teammates, and seal the damn Monkey King.
"AC Milan has made another substitution."
"This time it was Gattuso who was replaced. The butcher had already run for most of the game and was obviously struggling physically."
"The replacement is No. 27 Serginho..."
Huang Jianxiang paused for a moment before continuing, "He is 36 years old this year."
Seeing this substitution, fans suddenly thought Ancelotti was crazy.
Replaced 29-year-old Gattuso and replaced him with 36-year-old Serginho.
Are you crazy? What is this?
But from a coach's perspective, the 29-year-old Gattuso has run for 80 minutes, while the 36-year-old Serginho has sufficient physical strength.
Not only that, as a member of the "Brazilian Gang", Serginho can cooperate with Kaká in the past, and can echo with Cafu and Emerson later.
Coupled with his solid style of play and the players available on the bench, Ancelotti could only make this decision.
At this stage, we can't replace Ronaldo to "strengthen the defense", right?
After Serginho came on the field, he aroused dissatisfaction among a small number of Milan fans. The fans felt that An Pang paid too much attention to the "Brazilian Gang".
But the complaints were quickly drowned out by other sounds at the scene.
In the last critical ten minutes, venting dissatisfaction on the coach's substitution is really stupid!
Once Serginho came on, the effect was immediate.
Not only did he assist his teammates in blocking two forced breakthroughs by Bell, he also intercepted a pass from Huddlestone.
Seeing their opponent stealing the ball in their own half, the Tottenham players who had just crossed the half-court hurriedly turned around and ran towards their own penalty area.
Seeing Kaka start to move forward to catch the ball, Modric, who was closest to him, gritted his teeth and rushed forward.
"Don't even think about it!!!"
Before Kaká even caught the ball, he noticed the defender approaching behind him.
In the zoomed-in shot, Kaka leaned on Modric with his back, stepped on the ball lightly with his right foot, and then moved it to the left. Using your right leg as the pivot, turn around and use your left foot to pull the ball.
"Kaka catches the ball... passes!"
“Nice slalom!”
Before the commentator could shout out the name of the move clearly, Kaka turned around and saw Boateng in front of him.
At this moment, completely out of the instinct of the attacking midfielder, Kaka stretched out his right foot again and stopped the ball in place. In the same way, he quickly put his body forward to step on the ball and turned around. His left foot followed suit and pulled the ball half a circle, and the ball magically appeared behind Boateng.
"Wang Defa???"
“Isn’t this a manifestation of God?”
"This is obviously possessed by God!!!"
At this moment, everyone in the stands was stunned.
They have seen a lot of slalom in Marseille, but "Slalom in Bengfu" is not common on the court.
The Marseille slalom was originally a highly entertaining passing skill, and now Kaká did it twice in a row, and everyone present cheered heartily.
What is a genius?
This is genius!
Just as the fans were immersed in this gorgeous and extreme pass, the Silver Horn King, who had just been shaken off, gritted his teeth, stepped forward, grabbed Kaka's shoulder, swiped across his body, and intercepted the ball with his right leg.
Kaká turned twice in a row at this moment, which was the moment when his center of gravity was unstable. Modric used his hands and feet like this and staggered out.
The Milan player on the side immediately stretched out his hand and signaled to the referee that it was a foul.
But the referee from Sweden could see clearly that although Modric made a pulling movement with his hands, the interception at his feet was clean.
This level of physical confrontation is certainly not enough to blow the whistle.
The Silver Horn King, who didn't hear the whistle, was also nimble. He pushed with his right foot and pushed the ball directly to the left.
That's Tottenham's path of hope!
Bell, who had just retreated to the front of his own penalty area, got the ball again. After turning around, the great sage's eyes began to shine.
What’s the use of successfully breaking through so many times?
If there is no goal, then the effort is in vain!
Time is running out, if you don't seize it, you'll have no chance!
At this moment, Bell took a deep breath and strode forward.
[If you can have a firmer vision, you won't care about all that.
If he is not worthy of love, reject him or ignore him.
Even if the roads ahead overlap, that's the world I want.
I will not smile contemptuously, and I will not say thank you to anyone...]
One leg, two legs, three legs...
After touching the ball in three steps, Bell only took nine steps to rush to the center line.
Facing Cafu who had retreated to the center line, Bell's eyes lit up and he saw the vacuum behind Cafu.
"MD, fight it!!!"
[The acceleration of silence is my footsteps, the road running in sight! 】
In front of more than 10,000 fans at the scene, and in front of millions of fans around the world, Bell stepped forward with his left foot and kicked the ball 30 meters away!
"Crazy, already crazy! Completely crazy!!!"
The commentator picked up the microphone and roared loudly.
At this moment, I don’t know if he is saying that Bell is crazy, Cafu is crazy, or he is crazy.
When Bell touched the ball with his last kick, he was still five meters away from Cafu.
But one second later, he was already level with Cafu from the inside; another second later, he completely overtook Cafu.
At this moment, Emerson, who was originally in the defensive position near the center circle, became a complete display. After seeing Bell take this distance, he directly chose to give up.
The green field of competitive football has now become a 100-meter track and field track.
[I don’t want blessings, I don’t care about loneliness, and I run to the farthest distance of the broadness! ! ! 】
All the fans on this side of the stands stood up, whether they were Tottenham fans, Milan fans, or neutral fans.
Watching Bell step on the Hot Wheels, singing all the way forward.
Cafu, who was left behind, couldn't even touch the corner of the great saint's clothes. At this moment, Bell was the god on the football field! ! !
Serginho, who was lagging behind on the inside, desperately chased after him. After running diagonally for more than ten meters, he finally realized that even if he had full physical strength, he could not outrun Bell, who was racing to the extreme.
In desperation, Serginho could only run straight inside to prevent Bell from cutting in from the edge of the penalty area.
But why does Bell, who has already rushed to the upper right corner of the penalty area, need to do anything extra?
After casually glancing at the center, Dasheng, who was unguarded, pushed with his left foot and easily sent the ball to the center.
"Bale crosses!"
The camera flashed by, and Huang Jianxiang's heart tightened when he saw Defoe running across the oil; Huang Jianxiang's liver and gallbladder trembled even more when he saw Robbie Keane who was stuck behind him.
Such a beautiful long-distance run, could it be another attempt to fetch water from a bamboo basket?
Just when all the fans were sighing for Bell's cross, another white figure appeared at the junction of the two white lines on the top of the gourd in the Milan penalty area.
"It's Wang Xiaodong!!!"
Seeing Wang Xiaodong's figure, Bai Baihe fans felt inexplicably relieved.
Yes, he is not as well positioned as Defoe and Robbie Keane, and is even outside the penalty area.
But so what?
When Wang Xiaodong shoots, does he still care about the white line under his feet?
Bell's counterattack was already swift. After Robbie Keane and Defoe took away two defenders from the front, Wang Xiaodong was left empty.
In addition, Bell's cross was just right, and Wang Xiaodong, who rushed into position, took a comfortable kick.
boom! ! !
A familiar explosion sounded again over the Stade Louis II.
Dida, who was guarding the front post, tried his best to cross the ball, but for Wang Xiaodong, it was just a show of saving.
Uh-huh! ! !
The black and white ball once again held up the Milan net high. The ball that plunged into the net was like a manic lion, constantly climbing, trying to break free from the constraints of the net.
"IT'S DOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOONG!!!"
A hoarse roar came from all the loudspeakers in the stadium.
The bronchial tubes in the excited narrator's throat were quivering, telling the world his inner excitement.
Once, and again, and again.
After Milan scored the third goal, Tottenham finally equalized the score again in the 85th minute of the game after more than 30 minutes and dozens of counterattacks from the left.
The fans in the stands were excited. They were jumping, shouting, waving their arms and shirts, and the entire stadium was shaking like a volcano about to erupt.
Countless longings, countless disappointments, countless attempts, finally succeeded in countless +1 times.
This kind of joy cannot be given by other sports competitions.
At this moment, football once again explains to the world what the world's number one sport is!
