Chapter 1053, I’m so fucked...

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Now that the end of the game is getting closer, Monaco desperately needs a goal.

The total score is now 3 to 3. Juventus has the advantage of away goals, and their current offensive is also very fierce.

Monaco, who needed goals more, was pressed and very passive.

The game has reached the 89th minute, and the fourth official has raised the sign indicating two minutes of stoppage time.

If it persists for less than three minutes, Juventus will advance smoothly.

Now that Juventus has the ball, Pirlo is holding the ball steadily. He is ready to kick in the backcourt and don't take risks.

But at this moment, Flamini suddenly rushed up and tackled wildly, trying to get a chance!

Pirlo passed the ball and almost suffered a loss!

But just when he dodged the tackle, he suddenly found that Monaco's front line was pressing forward. They wanted to use their last opportunity to counterattack!

Pirlo didn't hesitate, he made a precise pass and headed straight towards the Monaco penalty area!

If Juventus scores another goal at this time, then this game will be completely stable!

At this time, Van Persie could no longer run. Yu Dabao keenly sensed a good opportunity. He successfully countered offside and scored a solo goal!

Yu Dabao's speed advantage is very obvious, and Senderos and Uyfalusi can't keep up with him at all!

Zhang Linpeng fought hard to catch up, tackled with all his strength, and risked a red card to stop him!

But Yu Dabao rushed into the restricted area in one swift move!

Zeng Cheng hesitated!

This is his biggest problem!

Not decisive in attacking!

By the time he struck, Yu Dabao had already found the shooting angle from a distance!

Push into the far corner! Zeng Cheng stretched out his foot to block the ball, but did not touch the ball!

Will Yu Dabao's shot go in?

The ball hit the goal post! Bounced out!

All the Juventus fans sighed, what a shame.

But at this moment, Zhang Linpeng, who had just made the tackle, quickly got up because the ball flew towards him!

He stopped the ball, turned around, and drove the ball toward the frontcourt with a big kick!

Gudjohnsen stopped the ball with his back and kicked his heel hard to the left!

Saviola quickly stepped in and caught the ball!

This time it’s Monaco’s one-on-one goal!

Zhang Chengdong, who was facing off against the Argentinian, tried his best to chase back, but he was still one position behind!

Wang Dalei has already attacked, he stabs the ball!

The ball flew out! Rescue!

Wait, the referee's whistle sounds!

It's a penalty! The referee gave Monaco a penalty kick!

At the same time, he thought Wang Dalei had shown a yellow card!

The Juventus Arena suddenly exploded!

The game has now reached injury time, and there is still one minute left before the end of the game. As long as this penalty kick is scored, Monaco will take the lead in the total score! Juventus has no chance to recover the score!

The Juventus coaching staff on the sidelines surrounded the fourth official and expressed their strong dissatisfaction with the penalty result just now!

The referee on the court was also surrounded by Juventus players, asking for an explanation.

However, the referee was very straightforward and issued three consecutive yellow cards, which immediately stabilized the situation a lot.

Del Piero pulled his excited teammates away to prevent them from suffering any further losses.

In front of the goal, Chiellini and Metzelder looked at Wang Dalei in front of them and felt something was wrong.

Logically speaking, after receiving a yellow card and being awarded a penalty kick at the last moment, Wang Dalei should be angry or frustrated, so he seems so calm now.

And what about the raised corners of the mouth and the league's smile?

Metzelder asked in a low voice: "Man, don't worry, I believe you will be able to save this penalty kick."

At this time, Wang Dalei glanced at Chiellini and suddenly asked: "Brother, I remember when we were drinking one day, you once said that I am more talented than Buffon, right?"

"Ahem!"

Chiellini almost choked.

I was just being polite to you after drinking too much. Don’t you Chinese like this kind of mutual flattery?

Why are you taking it seriously?

Zhang Chengdong also came over and comforted Wang Dalei: "Brother, don't be stressed, just relax and save."

"Am I stressed? Why should I be stressed?" Wang Dalei looked at Zhang Chengdong, "This is a good opportunity!"

Zhang Chengdong was stunned: "We have all been awarded a penalty kick, how can this be a good opportunity?"

Wang Dalei put his hand on his shoulder and said: "Brother, think about it, if I save this penalty kick, we will basically advance to the semi-finals of the Champions League. Will I become a hero of Juventus?"

"yes."

"In this kind of crucial game, Buffon didn't have as outstanding a clean sheet performance as I did. He conceded three goals in the last game. Today I not only kept a clean sheet, but also saved a penalty kick. Does this prove that I am more talented than him?" "

"You also said that..." Zhang Chengdong suddenly reacted, "That's not right! If you fail to save the penalty kick, are scored by your opponent, and then the team is eliminated, wouldn't you become Juventus's sinner? You will Not worried at all?"

Wang Dalei shrugged: "What am I worried about? Although I tripped Saviola just now, it was mainly because you didn't guard against him. If we say the sinner, you are the sinner. Do you have anything to do with me? Success. If you win, I am a hero, but if you lose, you are a sinner. This is a suitable deal."

Zhang Chengdong: "I'm so fucking fucked..."

A few people were chatting, and there was no sense of tension before the penalty kick. Piero wanted to come over to comfort and encourage Wang Dalei, but Chiellini pulled him away: "Captain, this kid is so optimistic, you don't need to persuade him... …”

Metzelder also nodded: "I think this penalty kick, well, it can be saved..."

At this time, Wang Dalei was standing next to the goal, waving his hands to the fans behind him to make everyone cheer more enthusiastically. In an instant, the stadium was filled with thunderous cheers again, and Wang Dalei also excitedly interacted with the fans frequently.

Piero looked at Metzelder and Chiellini, and then at Wang Dalei who was a little crazy. He was a little confused: "Guys, what have you experienced just now..."

The turmoil on the field is over. Now one and a half minutes of the two-minute injury time has passed. As long as the penalty kick is taken, whether it is scored or not, the game is probably over.

The referee dispersed the players from both sides in the penalty area and signaled Wang Dalei, who was playing tricks on the sidelines, to return to his position and prepare to take the penalty kick.

On Monaco's side, the ball was in Gudjohnsen's hands. He turned twice and handed the ball to Saviola beside him.

"Javier, my right foot is cramping now, and I probably won't be able to exert my strength. You are the second penalty kicker in the team. I'll leave this ball to you."

Hearing Gudjohnsen say this, Saviola did not delay.

Saviola knew very well that at this time, if it were not for physical reasons, Gudjohnsen would never miss the penalty.

Although this is a scoring opportunity, it is also a huge responsibility and pressure. If the goal is not scored, Monaco's hope of winning the title for the entire season will no longer exist.

This penalty kick is worth thousands of dollars!