Chapter 28 His Name Is Musa Waq!

"Vag blocked the passing lane, man, he was so calm, he made the most correct choice in a chaotic situation! But... can he succeed?"

Old Monet shouted in surprise and worry.

He knew that if Wager succeeded, this guy would definitely become famous in one shot.

In the Champions League, it is unimaginable to defend against the Liverpool Trident alone.

At this moment, a rookie challenged the three Big Macs.

Firmino is constantly changing directions, and Wague is inseparable.

Firmino's movements are very flexible, but Wagga can still barely catch up.

In the training match, Neymar and Mbappe's repeated turnovers gave him enough experience.

Firmino experienced several times of changing direction and failed to break through, and he couldn't help beating and scolding in his heart.

Why is this rookie so difficult!

Wager is also suffering and cannot tell. During the continuous change of direction, his knees are also under tremendous pressure.

A few more times, he couldn't hold it anymore. Fortunately, Firmino stopped and wanted to speed up his breakthrough from the outside.

This was the opportunity Wag had been waiting for for a long time. At this time, the two had come near the bottom line.

Salah and Mane have already started to raise their hands for the ball.

Firmino began to pedal the bicycle, but Wagga lowered his center and kept his eyes on the ball.

"Vag! Vag! Vag! Vag!"

Old Monet has turned into a repeater nervously, all he can do is call Wagga's name over and over again.

At this moment, the life and death of the team depended on this rookie.

Firmino was in a hurry. Seeing Wagga's slow movement, he finally understood the guy's intentions.

This guy wants to buy time.

But Firmino will never let Wag succeed.

Firmino's right foot dangled on the ball, revealing a flaw, trying to attract Wagga to stretch his foot, but Wagga didn't make any movement.

really!

Firmino feints again while his left shoulder sinks.

Just when he thought he could break through Wage, a big black leg stretched out and stabbed the ball decisively.

"what?!!!"

Firmino turned pale with fright, and at this time, the ball was out of his control.

And Wag also bypassed Firmino to take over the ball.

The originally noisy Liverpool stands became strangely quiet, and even the voice of old Monet's repeater disappeared.

The entire stadium was silent.

Wager steals the ball!

The moment he touched the ball, time seemed to slow down, and his body was trembling with excitement.

In his mind are the words of the first coach in his childhood, in that dilapidated loess court.

"In football, goals are important, but what can really detonate the audience is often the very close steal!"

"When everyone thought it was impossible, create possibility!"

"The moment when I was alone, when I was ordered to save the team, that heroic gesture is the most unforgettable!"

"Calm! Composure! Decisive! Try to create opportunities and steal decisively."

"At this moment, you will detonate the audience!"

"At this moment, you will make countless people fall in love with you!"

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Wow! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ——

The audience exploded!

Those Paris Saint-Germain fans jumped up in surprise.

The joy of escaping death made them almost faint.

The shock in their hearts made them unforgettable for a long time.

They couldn't believe that this rookie singled out Liverpool's trident, stepped in at the most dangerous moment of Paris Saint-Germain, and stood up.

"The ball is broken!!!!!!!!!"

"Wag!!!!!!"

"Amazing little guy! He saved Paris Saint-Germain!!"

Old Monet roared, his voice trembling.

There was a lot of excitement in the stands, but the situation on the court happened in a blink of an eye.

Wagga's interception shocked everyone,

Even Yi Le and the others couldn't believe it.

But now is not the time to be surprised, they understand that the time to fight back has come!

"Wag! Pass the ball!!"

"Wag!! Counterattack!!"

"Pass the ball! Wag!!!"

Teammates no longer refer to Wag as a rookie, and this single defense has made them a huge improvement.

The current Wager is not a rookie who needs their care, but a partner who fights side by side with them, on the same side of the field!

Yi Le also excitedly said: "Wage!!"

Hearing Yi Le's call, Wager squeezed out the last bit of strength, passed the ball staggeringly, and then fell down with a plop, gasping for breath.

Yi Le took the ball, his heart was burning.

Against Liverpool's trident alone, this guy really did a great job.

Yi Le didn't praise Wa Ge, he would reward him with better things.

Immediately, Yi Le rushed out with the ball.

The howl of Paris Saint-Germain's counterattack blew.

The situation took a turn for the worse, and the commentators from all countries were speechless.

This game was so exciting, its excitement almost caught up with the Champions League final.

Whether it is the offensive and defensive battle maintained by the two sides for nearly 90 minutes, or the various tactical arrangements of the two sides.

Of course, Wager's single-defense performance is the most eye-catching.

Tens of seconds ago, Liverpool launched a sharp attack.

Tens of seconds later, the roles of the two sides were reversed, and Paris Saint-Germain launched a Jedi counterattack.

Yi Le is attacking with the ball, and the current situation is the same as that faced by Paris Saint-Germain before.

They are all in a race against time.

A few seconds faster, there are more opportunities to score!

Yi Le didn't dare to stop for the slightest while Cavani and Mbappe charged forward.

They all took out their fastest speed, squeezed out the last bit of physical energy and rushed wildly.

"Paris' Jedi counterattack, after Wager's wonderful single-defense performance, Paris got the best chance to counterattack!"

Yi Le dribbled the ball and rushed to the opponent's penalty area arbitrarily. The nearly 100-meter anaerobic return run made his thighs ache and screamed.

Due to the lack of oxygen, his head was a little dizzy, but he would never give up this rare opportunity.

Yi Le watched Van Dyke and Lovren rush towards him, posing as if to kill him.

This made Yi Le couldn't help but smile, he wanted this effect, and all he needed to do now was pass the ball.

Yi Le drew the ball with the outer instep of his left foot, and the ball circled the two to form an arc and came directly in front of Mbappé.

And Yi Le was also knocked down by Van Dyke and Lovren, but his mission has been completed.

He sent the football to the deadliest position.

Mbappe single-handedly!

Liverpool goalkeeper Alisson has rushed out.

Mbappe observed the opponent calmly, and at the moment Alisson fell sideways, he directly hit his armpit.

The ball easily drilled through the opponent's body and rushed into the goal.

Hell to heaven!

The entire Parc des Princes stadium boiled.

"GoooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaL!!"

"Crazy goal!!"

“Crazy Paris!”

"Thank you Kylian, thank you Yi, they scored another crucial goal for Paris!"

"But we should be more grateful to Wag!"

"Great little guy, he fought bravely against Liverpool's trident, he was not timid, and at the most critical moment in Paris, he saved the team!"

"Let's remember the name, Moussa Wagga. A 19-year-old from Senegal. His name is not rookie! His name is..."

Tens of thousands of Paris fans shouted in unison: "Moussa Wagga!!"

wag! !

wag! !

wag! !

wag! !

The whole audience was shouting Wag's name.

With just the performance just now, he has proved himself.

After the Paris players scored, they did not celebrate.

Yi Le took the lead and ran towards the back court. When he came to Wa Ge, he hugged him excitedly.

"Nice job, Vargo!"

Wa Ge was a little confused, Yi Le was too enthusiastic, which made him a little flattered.

But after the others came, it became even more difficult for him to fight.

Di Maria rubbed Wag's hair excitedly, and laughed loudly: "Good boy, well done, you saved me once!"

Marquinhos said even more excitedly: "Become famous with one goal! Definitely become famous with one goal! I'm sure that tomorrow's major reports in Europe will all be your name!"

"Lucky guy!" Bernat said enviously.

"It can't be explained by luck." Neymar said with a smile: "It's unbelievable, this guy defends alone, Liverpool's trident!"

"Wag is doing beautifully!!"

Amidst the compliments from his teammates, Wager could only smirk.

He heard the audience shouting his name, his heart was full of fire.

He could finally understand the meaning of those words.

This feeling is really great!

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