Chapter 167 Penalty Shootout (1)

The players sit in a circle in front of the coach's bench.

Villas-Boas is arranging the order of players for the penalty shootout.

There are five penalty rounds in the penalty shootout, with five players from each side and a total of ten players taking penalty kicks.

This is a cruel link that combines technology, psychology and even luck.

Anything less may fail.

Holding a notebook in his hand, Boas was frowning to select five capable generals.

In his vision, Harry Kane, Ibrahimovic, Alderweireld, Higuain and Eriksson are the best candidates.

But the problem is that Ibrahimovic was injured in extra time, and now he needs to pick a player.

Where Boas looked, most people bowed their heads, even Sun Xingmin and Dele Ali.

This is a penalty shootout.

And it was a penalty shootout in the Champions League final.

A bad one can ruin your reputation.

If there is not enough courage and self-confidence, no one dares to stand on the penalty spot, so Sun Xingmin and Dele Ali are cowardly.

Boas also shook his head.

If you don't believe in yourself, how can you convince others.

He moved his gaze to the next person, and immediately met a pair of piercing eyes.

cough cough......

Boas couldn't help but let out an embarrassing cough.

Yi Le's eyes were shining brightly, and he looked eager to try, as if to say, "Choose me!" choose me! choose me! 'generally.

Yi Le tried hard to widen his eyes, trying to let Boas see his desire.

Now he really wants to get to the penalty spot.

The current self is a joke, shooting with full attribute points. In front of such a self, Harry Kane is a stinky brother!

choose me!

I am really strong!

However, Boas turned his head decisively.

Yi Le's cheeks twitched, and he pursed his lips and got up straight away, walked forward and said, "Boss, I can!"

Boas turned his head resentfully, and said, "Yi, now is not the time to joke."

Seeing Boas's obvious expression of distrust, Yi Le scratched his head anxiously, how can this be explained.

Tell him he cheated?

Full of attributes!

How to kick a penalty, how to score!

Why don't you believe me.

Yi Le chased after him again, saying: "Boss, you can really trust me, I didn't lie to you, I really can."

Boas frowned and looked at Yi Le, but the other party's insistence made him hesitate.

In fact, even if it is just looking for other people, those present are either inexperienced or unskilled.

Torres is one of the few who has experience and skills, but now he has no mentality.

Boas pursed his lips and said in a final struggle: "There is still one spot, who wants to play?"

There was a dead silence at the scene, and after a while, there was a sound of jumping.

"Me, me, me!"

Yi Le raised his hands high, as if he was afraid that Boas would not see him.

Boas shook his forehead,

Headache!

In the end, Boas had no choice but to count Yi Le in.

Lead a small team of five to sit together in a circle.

Boas said: "Who kicks the last ball?"

After hearing this, everyone was silent again.

Harry Kane was silent because he needed to take the first penalty.

This is a crucial goal that must be scored, otherwise it will greatly affect morale.

"I can!"

The sudden sound made Boas' cheeks twitch again.

Yi Le said with a serious face; "Boss, you have to believe me. I have been practicing shooting hard during this time, and I have made great progress. Look at my kicks."

Boas recalled Yi Le's long-range shots. Although he only scored one goal, in most cases, he had no chance to make a shot and had to try.

But even so, Yi Le was able to kick within the range of the goal frame, forcing Navas to almost collapse, and his footwork and state were very hot.

Thinking of this, Boas couldn't help but doubt: "You really can?"

Yi Le nodded seriously; "Yes! Boss!"

"Ok!"

Boas said: "The number one free thrower, Harry Kane."

"clear!"

"Second free thrower, Higuain!"

"OK!"

"The third free throw shooter, Alderweireld!"

"The fourth free throw shooter, Elkeson."

"The fifth free thrower..." Boas glanced at Yi Le and said, "Yi!"

After finishing speaking, he added: "Now the fate of the team is in your hands. Lori will try his best to save the ball, but you also need to score a penalty. At this moment, you can only believe in yourself."

"Understood!" Everyone shouted in unison.

"Very good." Boas reported the prepared penalty order.

At this moment, Michelle came over, saw Yi Le squatting aside and doing stretching exercises, and frowned, "Are you sure you want Yi Shang to kick? His shot..."

"There is no other choice." Boas smiled wryly; "We can't trust someone who doesn't even believe in himself."

Michelle; "...."

"But let Yi be the last free throw shooter, isn't that..."

"I'm betting! I'm betting that the four of them can go straight to a penalty shootout. Otherwise, we'll still have to lose. Therefore, Yi wins the game before he gets on the field, or loses the game directly." Boas grinned. : "Actually, it's the same with other people!"

Michelle pondered for a moment and said, "I understand."

 …

"The game has entered the most brutal stage, and the players of Real Madrid and Tottenham will suffer a lot!"

"The brutal penalty shootout is about to begin!"

The camera began to close-up, whether it was Tottenham or Real Madrid's ten penalty shooters, all of them had serious expressions on their faces.

The atmosphere at the scene was very depressing, with no cheers or shouts.

The huge Millennium Stadium seemed to be dead silent.

All eyes were on the pitch. Under the leadership of the referee, ten players from Tottenham and Real Madrid had already stood in the middle circle.

Tottenham: Harry Kane, Higuain, Alderweireld, Elkeson, Yi Le.

Real Madrid: Vazquez, Marcelo, Bale, Ramos, Ronaldo.

Real Madrid's penalty takers are exactly the same as they were in the last UEFA Champions League final penalty shootout.

The teenager Vazquez also came to the position of the first penalty shooter again, obviously wanting to copy the lineup that won the championship last year.

 …

Players from both sides stood in a straight line in the middle circle, facing the goal of the imminent free throw, they rubbed each other's shoulders, and at this time they could only rely on their teammates beside them.

Real Madrid took the lead in penalty kicks, the first penalty shooter, Vazquez.

Vazquez left the team and walked slowly towards the court.

Tottenham goalkeeper Lloris also came to the goal.

The two sides confront each other.

The atmosphere at the scene became even more depressing. The fans kept silent, they kept absolutely quiet, and even held their breath.

The referee glanced at both sides, then took a few steps back and blew his whistle.

Beep! !

Vazquez runs up and slams towards the ball!

This is a shot from the lower left corner, the angle is extremely tricky, but Lowry has no reaction.

Real Madrid scored the first goal.

1:0

The pressure came to Tottenham's side.

"I'll score!"

Harry Kane left only this sentence and walked towards the penalty box.

Navas squinted at Harry Kane and slapped his hands hard!

Beep! ! !

Harry Kane makes a run-up, a shot from the lower right corner.

Navas didn't respond.

call! ! ! ! ——

The audience was filled with the relief of Tottenham fans.

On the live commentary stage, Huang Jianxiang also grinned and said: "This feeling is very uncomfortable, as if my heart is being pulled. Every shot of Tottenham makes me tremble. Can they win this goal battle?" ?”

"The penalty shootout adopts the 'sudden death method'. If there is a gap of two goals between the two sides, that is, 2:0, 3:1, and 4:2, the other side with fewer goals is sentenced to sudden death and loses the game. "Duan Xuan suddenly shouted: "Come on! Tottenham! Come on! Yi Le!"

Zhang Lu was speechless, he was staring at the field, clenched his fists, and even trembled a little.

He is typical, representing the psychological state of all Tottenham fans and fans who support Yi Le.

This is penalty shootout!

A stimulating game that combines skill, psychology and luck!

Harry Kane scored a goal successfully.

Both sides 1:1

Under pressure, Marcelo walked towards the penalty spot. As a team favorite, Marcelo can be said to be a collection of "thousands of favorites". As a full-back, his footwork is very good, so he takes the penalty second ball.

Lori returned to the goal. Unlike the last time he did nothing, he was extremely active on this ball.

He began to shake his body to put pressure on the free throw shooter.

Marcelo always stares at the ball, does not look at the goal, and does not give Lloris the slightest flaw.

Beep! ! !

Marcelo runs up and makes a free throw.

Bottom left again.

Lloris was right, he dived to the left, but failed to save the penalty.

But Lloris' reaction also put Marcelo and Real Madrid's players under tremendous psychological pressure.

2:1

Higuain stepped forward silently.

Run-up free throw!

The ball went in!

2:2

Higuain waved his arms fiercely, but he didn't celebrate too much, and turned back to the middle circle.

Real Madrid penalty.

The free thrower is Bell.

Bell's expression was serious. In fact, this game meant a lot to him. One was the active team, and the other was the old club.

But he understands that these feelings need to be put aside now, and he needs to score this penalty.

Bell set the ball up and backed away slowly.

Eyes on the goal.

Lori's expression looked extremely aggressive. Among Real Madrid's players, he undoubtedly knows Bell best.

Bell runs up and volleys!

It's a powerful volley from the top right corner!

Lori moved to the right side by side, stepped on the ground with both feet, and dived violently.

boom! ! !

The sound made Bell's feet go limp, and then he saw Lori tumbling and jumping up from the ground, roaring excitedly.

The Tottenham fans at the scene burst into loud cheers.

Bell missed a penalty!

This puts great pressure on Real Madrid.

They have no chance of making mistakes.

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