Chapter 181 This Is Also a Talent

When the ball was thrown by Sun Wu, when Grafite successfully took the ball and faced the goal more than 20 meters away from the goal, there was a burst of violent boos from the stands.

Sun Wu squinted to observe, Otter and Schweinsteiger were stunned, Van Bommel was full of confusion, and the referee was undecided...

But Graffit didn't care about that, only his national teammate Lucio was left in front of him, he directly accelerated the ball to the right, and then immediately shot a long shot vigorously.

Bout fell to the ground with difficulty and blocked the shot, but Dzeko, who was sprinting at high speed, easily scored with a supplementary shot.

The Allianz Arena seemed to be blown up. The Bayern fans in the stands scolded angrily, and the few away fans celebrated loudly. Water bottles and mobile phones appeared in the air between the two sides...

Magath and Heynckes turned to look for the fourth official at the same time. The poor fourth official smiled wryly and kept silent, feeling his face was wet...

The field was the most lively. Players from both sides rushed to the referee, spitting stars flying around, and they had already started pushing and shoving each other.

"This is an absolute desecration of sportsmanship!"

"Shit, is anyone hurt?" Gentner pushed Van Bommel away, "I'm stupid so I blame others for being smart..."

"What did you say!"

Compared with Gentner and Van Bommel who have already started to push the bulls, the Italian defender Barzagli is much more elegant, "Sir, you have already made a penalty for a throw-in before, and a throw-in does not need a whistle... Would you like me to provide you with books on the details of football rules?"

The referee walked around the group of players with a dark face, discussing with other members of the referee team on the intercom.

Seeing this scene, Sun Wu, who had stood there without moving after the throw-in, rubbed his teeth and sighed, "Isn't it just a goal, what about it?"

Klose, who was not involved in it, couldn't help but twitched his cheeks when he heard this, and turned his head to seriously look at this Chinese player who has a magical touch from time to time.

In the entire Allianz Arena, the only place where there is no tit-for-tat is the live broadcast room.

Adam Simpson quickly judged from the perspective of the rules of the game that the goal should be valid. Although Van Bommel's flying tackle was suspected of fouling, the referee clearly made a penalty for Wolfsburg's throw-in.

To blame can only be blamed for Best's strong performance... Holding the ball in one hand, he kept pointing at Van Bommel,

A posture of finding fault, who would have imagined...

"Pay attention to the replay. Best's feet didn't touch the sideline... This is because he was afraid that Van Bommel who came over would interfere with him. Stand with both feet... very standard posture for throwing a sideline ball." Adam Simpson laughed Said: "This goal is very interesting. Best's inspiration is not limited to the field, even outside the sideline..."

Although former Bayern Munich defender Matthaus agreed with his partner's explanation, he was very dissatisfied with the attention and concentration of Bayern players on the court.

"Look, these are Bayern's defensive players now, who knows what they are doing!"

"Van Bommel was actually deceived..."

Mateus lashed out without any scruples, "They are all experienced old people, but they were turned around by a 19-year-old kid on the other side!"

"Lucio is the captain of Brazil, and Van Bommel is the captain of the Netherlands..." Adam Simpson persuaded: "I can't blame them, I can only say that Best is too cunning..."

At this time, the big screen was replaying the whole process of Sun Wu getting up from the ground holding the ball, pointing at Van Bommel, angrily preparing to find fault, and then suddenly standing still and throwing the ball with both hands.

When the camera gave Sun Wu a picture of him pointing at Van Bommel, but at the same time looking at the referee who was making a penalty out of the corner of his eye, Matthaus couldn't help but burst out laughing.

"I have to say that this is a special player...well, he is very talented in acting. Of course, this is not the same as the usual performance. In fact, in a sense, this is also talent!" Adam Simpson finally concluded , "From the whole process, there is no problem with the goal, but whether it is effective or not depends on the referee's penalty."

"Yes, if the referee thinks that he needs to wait for him to blow the whistle before throwing the ball, it is reasonable from the rules." Mateus smacked his lips and felt a little bad.

After a full five-minute pause, Sun Wu on the side was a little impatient, and the referee finally made a decision. He pointed to the center circle with both hands, indicating that the goal was valid.

Sun Wu snorted, you are sensible!

The referee obviously blew the home whistle today, and many places deliberately favored Bayern. Van Bommel's flying tackle just now was actually a serious foul, but the referee still turned a blind eye.

As a result, Sun Wu followed suit and organized the attack with both hands. If the referee still blows it, it cannot be counted as the home whistle.

Then after the Bayern players kicked off, the referee immediately blew the whistle to end the first half, and the entire stadium was overwhelmingly booed and insulted.

Sun Wu, who was walking towards the player tunnel, still listened deliberately for a while on the sidelines, um, not all aimed at Wolfsburg, but mostly aimed at himself and Bayern’s Van Bommel...

Seeing that damned No. 38 making a provocative gesture of listening attentively on the sidelines, the fans in the stands were furious, and countless raised middle fingers were as lush as a forest.

Some fans have even started trying to rush into the stadium. The Allianz Arena is not a comprehensive stadium, and there is no runway. The distance between the fans' stands and the lawn is very close.

But Sun Wu was not worried, and even waved in that direction, and then Shi Shiran walked into the player tunnel.

"Damn the referee, damn Klinsmann, damn Hoeness, damn Dutchman, damn..." Old Mark's cursing stopped abruptly.

Mark next to him and Cross in the front row both heaved a sigh of relief. It's good that you shut up and didn't scold your grandson...

Cross glanced at the commotion below, shook his head, got up and politely said goodbye to the two behind him. He decided not to watch the second half.

Near the player tunnel below, a large number of riot police were holding shields to surround the Bayern fans who were jumping down from the stands.

Before this game, the police announced that they would send police force to protect the visiting Wolfsburg. If the score was 7-1 again, and if Magath made another big move to ridicule the crowd, the police would be really afraid of Wolfsburg. Wolfsburg can't get out of the Allianz Arena... German hooligan fans are also crazy.

"Are we still watching?" Mark turned to look at his grandfather, "It's already 3-0..."

"Look!" Old Mark gritted his teeth and looked gloomy.

Mark sighed, what about the second half? Cross' sudden departure has actually given the answer...

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