"That's it?" Turris' right back found Lu Yang during the team's celebration time and spat out trash talk, "I thought you were so good. If you have the ability, you can try again on me!"
Lu Yang looked at the right back calmly, but he was already angered inside.
Not irritated by the low-level trash talk, but irritated by the game situation.
He is not a player who can get used to losing.
He has never lost a game he has participated in so far!
Of course he knew he would lose one day. But...even if we are going to lose, we shouldn't lose in such an important and critical game like today.
He refuses to be the pitiful ghost in everyone's heart!
Second place is the biggest loser in all competitive games!
After looking at the time, Lu Yang decided to use the random gift package he had kept.
Time card!
Come time card!
Lu Yang looked at the interface.
"Ding! You have acquired player-level dribbling skills and can pass people on a bicycle!"
Lu Yang frowned.
This... this may not be enough to change the situation on the field.
In the stands.
Alsace: "Lu Yang is angry. He rarely frowns like this."
Manero: "But it doesn't seem to be because of the right back. To be honest, I don't think Lu Yang took his provocation to heart at all. He should be struggling to find a dead end to break the game."
Carlisle: "He is already very good, but it may be difficult to score today because Sanremo's defense is under too much pressure."
Ratuidi: "Is he the very aggressive defensive player Lu Yang? The defense is indeed excellent. Without him, Turis could score two more goals."
Milan youth training director Smith shook his head: "There is no hope. Even if Sanremo scores one or two goals, it will be useless. They are two points behind Turris. They can only win the championship by winning. Otherwise, even if they equalize, they will lose, let alone … There’s no way they can equalize.”
Benevento head coach: "Tulis is a team in Serie C, and I'm afraid they are also ranked high in Serie C. Their center was previously the semi-main center of the Serie B team, and Serie D has no one to defend at all. Gotta keep him."
The situation on the court is becoming clearer.
And just three minutes later, Sanremo suffered the biggest blow of the game.
Turris once again passed the football near the Sanremo penalty area.
Or an inverted triangle pass.
Sanremo's right midfielder lost track, and Turis' right back took another long shot.
Bang!
Lu Yang happened to be on the path of the football, so he couldn't avoid it. Finally, he felt bad and chose to block the football with his face.
A loud bang!
Lu Yang fell to the ground on the spot as if he had been hit by a cannon.
Sophia was stunned for a moment.
"Oh my god, this is so cruel. Lu Yang chose to use his own face to save himself at the critical moment! This requires great courage!"
"Lu Yang fell to the ground. His foot was so heavy that he might not be able to get up for a while."
"Turris didn't stop attacking, they were still fighting for the football."
As the commentator said this, Lu Yang quickly got up. He didn't have time to lie on the ground.
Because at this time, the opponent's midfielder on the outside got the ball, and then sent a ball into the penalty area that seemed to be a pass and a shot.
In an unconventional move, Turris's brutal center jumped up and kicked the football.
As long as this ball is touched, it will definitely be scored.
However……
A person's head suddenly appeared on the other side of the football and pointed the football to the side in advance.
Then……
boom!
That man was kicked hard in the face by Turris center.
Beep!
The referee stopped the game and gave center Turris a yellow card for making a dangerous move.
In fact, his actions were adequate even if he showed a red card.
But the Sanremo players were in no mood to argue with the referee.
Molic rushed to the scene of the incident immediately, his eyes instantly turned red, and then tears fell.
"Oh! My God! This...oh my God...this is simply..." The stadium commentator was also stunned, and his voice became choked up at a speed visible to the naked eye, "Lu Yang, it's Lu Yang!"
"Lu Yang was in great pain after he fell to the ground. He had a nosebleed! However, he stood up immediately and flew away to hit the football with his head, trying to keep Sanremo's goal!"
"But he paid a heavy price for this rescue! He was kicked by Turris' center, and the spikes cut his cheek, and a wound with rolled flesh was made in the corner of his eye!"
"The wound is deep, long, and bleeding continuously! Lu Yang is seriously injured!"
"Center Turris did not complain about the referee's decision. He stood next to Lu Yang with a panicked expression. He knew how dangerous his actions were. But scoring goals was his instinct. He just didn't expect that anyone would dare to use his head and feet to grab it. Ball, no one would do that!”
"Moric cried. He was very emotional. He glanced at Lu Yang and then rushed towards the Turis center...Moric took action. He pushed the opponent's center, but the opponent did not fight back...Moric was beaten by Najib Hug..."
"The referee gave Moric a yellow card, and Rondo came up to calm Moric's mood. Friends who often watch Serie D games should know that Moric and Lu Yang have a very good relationship, and we can understand his emotions. …”
"The stretcher came in. Lu Yang was put on the stretcher by his teammates. He was bleeding from the left corner of his eye!"
"On the sidelines, Sotu is ready to make a substitution."
"Wait! Lu Yang sat up from the stretcher!"
"He held a large ball of hemostatic cotton and pressed it against the corners of his eyes and face. He walked towards Sotuli and was communicating with Sotuli about this."
"Suotu kept shaking his head and motioning for a stretcher to come and take Lu Yang away."
"Lu Yang was very excited. He pushed away the stretcher, threw away the hemostatic cotton in his hand, and roared at Suotu!"
On the sidelines, both the Turis bench and the Sanremo bench were stunned by the scene in front of them.
As for Manero and the others, they were very close to the bench and could clearly see and hear the incredible things happening.
"Let me stay!"
"I still want to play football!"
"I don't want to lose this game!"
Lu Yang clenched his fists tightly, blood was flowing from the corners of his eyes, and blood covered half of his face!
Sotu was shocked.
"Believe me just like in the first game, I can still fight! I will continue to fight!" Lu Yang looked at Suotu firmly, and his eyes made Suotu's hair stand on end at this moment.
Sotu felt like a world away.
He had seen such a look before.
Fourteen years ago, when he and Manero unfortunately lost to the Netherlands in the European Cup semi-finals, there was this look in the eyes of a center in their team.
Because that was the last European Cup before the opponent retired, he would never have a chance to make up for his regrets.
Twelve years ago, in the World Cup quarter-finals, the Italian team met the Netherlands again, defeated the opponent in a penalty shootout, successfully advanced, and won the World Cup championship.
For Manero and Sotu, the most exciting moment of that World Cup, apart from the moment of winning the cup, was the moment of taking a penalty kick against the Netherlands.
Especially when Manero took the last penalty kick to decide the outcome, his eyes were exactly the same as Lu Yang's at this moment.
If it kicks out, it will be the last battle of that Italian team in the World Cup, and it will also be the last battle of Manero and Sotu. Their bodies can't wait for the next four years.
Ten years ago, Manero and Sotu led the Italian team to the European Cup for the last time and reached the final for the first time in sixteen years.
But in the final stage of that game, the Italian team, which was trailing 2-0, was like crazy. At that time, this was the look in the eyes of Manero and Sotu.
They know that they will never participate in the European Cup again. It will be their last major game.
They are unwilling to give up, they really don’t want to lose!
At this moment, Lu Yang's eyes were so decisive and firm.
This is not the last game of his career, but Lu Yang plays it as if it is the last game.
If Sotu has never figured out what is it about Lu Yang that makes him feel so different, and even overwhelms his talent with Morich, Verdian and even some of the top players in Serie B and Serie A As for youth training players...then Sotu finally found the answer.
Perhaps it's because football is different from other people's eyes in Lu Yang's eyes.
In his mind, he has his own football beliefs.
And those who have faith are invincible!
"Your wound needs to be treated!" Sotu gave in. In fact, it was impossible for Sanremo to find another player with starting quality, not to mention finding a player of Lu Yang's level.
"Team doctor! I'll give you three minutes! You must help me take care of the wound!" Lu Yang turned to look at the team doctor next to him.
"This...can..." The team doctor was stunned.
Looking at Lu Yang's eyes, the team doctor couldn't say no.
The longing look in his eyes for the game, football, and victory made the team doctor shudder, but he also felt a kind of respect from deep in his heart.
Maybe this is someone who really puts their heart and soul into the game.
As long as the game is not over, he will never admit that he will lose!
Even if the score at this time is one to three behind!
"It's going to be very painful!" The team doctor took out his medical kit.
"It's not important!" Lu Yang then turned around and shouted to his teammates on the court, "Three minutes, help me hold on for three minutes. After three minutes, I will return to the court to fight with you! We will definitely win, I believe I!"
Morich wiped his tears and shouted: "Why do you say that? We can win without you!"
He wanted Lu Yang to receive treatment because he was worried about Lu Yang's health.
"No, I have watched this game! We will win this game, and I will bring you a victory!" After Lu Yang finished speaking, the team doctor started stitching on the sidelines.
There was no anesthetic, just stitches, and the pain was unbearable. The live broadcast footage moved quickly after a brief recording, and even the director couldn't bear the pain.
Lu Yang clenched his fists, not without feelings.
But he must hold on.
He wants to play, he wants to compete!
"Lu Yang! Lu Yang! Lu Yang!"
In the stands, Sanremo fans chanted Lu Yang's name.
They didn't know whether they should let the team replace Lu Yang at this time, but they knew that Lu Yang would definitely want to hear their voices supporting him.
In the city of Sanremo, only the word "Lu Yang" echoed in the sky at this moment.
Sofia covered her face with tears that had already burst. She tightly grasped Lu Yang's jersey and couldn't say a word as she looked at Lu Yang who was receiving stitches directly on the sidelines.
But from this moment on, her heart would no longer be able to hold anyone other than this person.
Yes, he is only sixteen years old, but he is the toughest and most responsible man in the world!
…
Beep!
The referee resumed play.
On the court, Sanremo, who was fighting with ten men, was inspired with great courage.
Their fight seemed to be life-threatening.
They miss every opportunity to fight, they are not afraid of any confrontation, and they make the backcourt as solid as steel.
Because they know that as long as they hold on, when that person comes back, they can win!
Although this idea is ridiculous, at this moment, no one will doubt it!
Even the Turris players were shocked by Lu Yang's stitches on the sidelines, and their offense unconsciously slackened off.
They are afraid.
At the same time, I am also worried about getting injured during the fight.
The team has been upgraded, they don't have to fight.
If you really get injured, the vacation will be ruined. After the upgrade, the team will have to update its lineup, so being excluded from the team's plan will not be worth the loss.
Therefore, Turris did not make any threatening offense for four full minutes.
But... anyone with a discerning eye knows that this situation won't last long.
The breath that Lu Yang gave the Sanremo players was almost exhausted, and their physical strength and anger could hardly keep up. At that time, Turis would beat Sanremo even more miserably!
The score may not be just three to one!
At the 85th minute of the game, the team doctor completed temporary treatment of Lu Yang's wound.
But after the game, Lu Yang still needed further treatment, because this kind of temporary stitches only treated the symptoms but not the root cause. And... because of this stitch, Lu Yang will have to suffer a lot more and may even be left with permanent scars.
But Lu Yang didn't care about this anymore. He changed his blood-stained jersey directly on the sidelines and prepared to enter.
When the referee allowed Lu Yang to enter, Lu Yang stepped onto the court.
"Ding! Your determined eyes shocked the world and redefined the belief in victory. You won the Moment Card*1, Cristiano Ronaldo!"
Time card!
It actually appeared in this way!
There is no doubt that Lu Yang crushed this time card.
In an instant, he was filled with strength.
A realization came to him.
On June 16, 2018, the first round of Group B of the Russian World Cup, Portugal VS Spain.
he came!
…
In the field.
"Oops, Vidian lost the ball! Turris's right back and midfielder played a role in strangling him. Turris launched a counterattack. Their right back advanced quickly. He was very active in this game. In the first half Scored a long-range goal!" The commentator said, "Oh, Lu Yang rushed over when he returned to the field, he was so fast!"
"Stealing the ball! A clean and beautiful steal! Turris' right back didn't even have time to react! Lu Yang controlled the ball to avoid the opponent's attack, and passed the ball to Moric, and Lu Yang hit it at high speed!"
"Turis' right back followed Lu Yang, and he returned to his defensive position. Vidian moved towards the center, but there was no chance. Moric gave the football back to the team's left back, and the left back passed it back At the foot of Lu Yang, who was responding, Lu Yang was very active during this period, and it seemed like his energy was inexhaustible."
"Lu Yang started to speed up, and he passed the Turis midfielder with his speed... Oh, Lu Yang made a beautiful heel knock to change the direction of the ball. He swayed the Turis midfielder next to him who was trying to intercept him, and completed He cut inside, he didn't pass the ball to Vidian, he wanted to dribble the ball into the penalty area!"
"Turis's right back was in position, and he retreated while defending Lu Yang. Lu Yang is not a player who is good at dribbling. Facing Lu Yang's attack, the right back seemed confident. After all, he almost froze Wei Wei before. Dean.”
"Oh! Riding a bicycle! Lu Yang was cycling continuously near the penalty area. Turris' right back didn't dare to put his foot down. Lu Yang entered the penalty area and he took off his foot..."
"Turis' right back thought Lu Yang was going to shoot, so he got down and grabbed the ball. The player lost control of the football for a while before shooting."
"Oh my god! Lu Yang didn't shoot, but stepped on a bicycle again. He dialed the football out in advance."
"Fall! Lu Yang was knocked down by Tulis' right back in the penalty area! We saw clearly that this was an undisputed penalty!"
"The referee's whistle sounded... He showed Turlis a yellow card for the right back, a penalty kick, and it was indeed a penalty kick! Oh my God, is there any suspense in the game?"
"Sanremo did not admit defeat! Lu Yang did not admit defeat! They are still continuing to fight!"
