Episode 【077】

Sheffield Wednesday's home court was in chaos. Fans from both sides were shouting frantically, and the noise was about to overturn the stadium one by one.

At this time, the Sheffield Wednesday team members are very nervous, extremely nervous.

In the VIP box, Kramer was jumping up and down, cursing wildly in his mouth: "I beep beep beep beep beep beep beep beep! You beep beep beep beep! You beep beep beep! I'll beep beep to kill you! Rubbish referee , you beep beep beep wait for yourself to collect your body! Beep beep beep..."

Crazy, utterly crazy.

At this time, the staff and bodyguards in the box all exclaimed in their hearts: "Fuck, the title of that lunatic Loya is really useless, this is the real lunatic of Nima!"

Kramer stared at Zhong Cheng lifelessly, his eyes were about to breathe fire,

The progress of this game really filled Kramer with endless anger.

This damned God, he first raised Kramer to the sky, enjoying the infinite pleasure and vanity of being on the top when he walked on the clouds and overlooked all living beings, and let Zhong Cheng prostrate at his feet...

But now the damned God threw him down from the clouds and onto the marble floor, face first. Just thinking about this slap in the face makes my flesh hurt and my mouth twitches!

My mother, what kind of hatred is this? You want to torture me like this?

Kramer's eyes were almost red. At this moment, he seemed to feel that the whole world was rejecting him, framing him, and making enemies of him. Damn it, this world should be damned, everything should be damned!

No, no, no, you can't win, you can't win me, you damn crazy Loya. Damn god, old man, you can't beat me, I'm the king of this world. I have money, I have endless money, I am the master of this world, the God of this world!

Crazy Loya, you, Tamar, go to hell, you're going to die!

It was as if there was a devil living in Cramer's heart, baring his teeth and claws in his body, as if breaking through the shackles of his body, jumping out, dominating everything, and making an enemy of the whole world.

In reality, Cramer is still laughing crazily and nervously. It seems that apart from laughing, everything else is quite normal, there is no hysterical clamoring, let alone going crazy with teeth and claws.

The surface is calm, but the heart is turbulent.

Cramer seems to be a bit schizophrenic, with chills all over his body, making people afraid to approach him.

At this time, in the stadium, the referee pointed to the penalty spot without hesitation, very firm.

"Wow, penalty kick, the referee awarded a penalty kick to Leeds United. This is an excellent chance for Leeds United to equalize the score. It seems that the dream of Sheffield Wednesday is about to wake up here. No Do you know who will come up this time, who will be the host?" BBC commentator Mark Lawrenson said immediately.

"Tevez's offense this time is very good. This little technique can be used. It really is a player from Argentina. The skills at his feet are still very good. However, as a striker, Tevez should open up his goal as soon as possible. The ball account book is fine, otherwise he will be under a lot of pressure, and Loya's pressure will also increase!" Eddie Gray said with some concern.

The fans of the Sheffield Wednesday team were very dissatisfied with the penalty. They booed the referee endlessly, cursing Leeds United as robbers, thieves, and stealing their three points. Damn Leeds Lian Lao, damn crazy Loya.

Penalty, Leeds United won the penalty.

Rogers was very excited, and rushed directly to Zhong Cheng's side, roaring excitedly: "Boss, our chance has come, we are going to tie the score, and we are going to blow the horn of counterattack!"

On the bench, all Leeds United jumped up excitedly, their eyes fixed on the pitch.

Who will serve the ball?

In the past, Leeds United's top scorer Huntelaar took the penalty kick, but Huntelaar has gone. Who will take the penalty kick? Is it Ribery or Modric?

The players of Leeds United are discussing who will serve the ball.

"Let's look at the slow-motion replay. It's really hard to judge the ball. Whether the foul was in the penalty area or outside the penalty area. Tevez's speed was really too fast at that time, and he couldn't see clearly. Hey, this The slow motion this time is good, it seems to be able to see it!" Mark Lawrenson said immediately.

Eddie Gray also said: "Yes, this action is really ugly. I can't understand it, it's too fast. Oh yes, I can see it clearly from this angle. Oops, it seems to be in the restricted area, and it seems It was on the penalty area line, but Tevez fell into the penalty area, and the referee awarded a penalty kick for this ball. Of course, he did not award a penalty kick, and only awarded a direct free kick on the penalty area line. It is also reasonable. But In such a fast situation at that time, there is no problem in awarding a penalty kick!"

Mark Lawrenson also nodded and echoed: "Yes, there is no problem in awarding a penalty kick for this ball!"

However, the fans of the Sheffield Wednesday team in front of the TV were very dissatisfied with what the two commentators said. This ball should be a free kick on the line of the penalty area, not a bullshit penalty. The referee is supposed to collect money, black whistle!

The fans of Sheffield Wednesday roared wildly, cursing the referee of the game. But the referee was still unmoved and believed in his own judgment very firmly.

At this point, Modric is holding the football and walking towards Tevez!

Yes, Modric did not go to the penalty spot, but came in front of Tevez.

Modric knew Tevez was under a lot of pressure recently, and even Zhong Cheng was questioned fiercely. This is what Modric does not want to see. These media reporters can question anyone, but they cannot question Zhong Cheng.

Zhong Cheng has a very high status in Modric's heart, and these damned people cannot be allowed to arrange it. He hoped to wash away the dirty water forcefully poured on Zhong Cheng by those damn junk media reporters as soon as possible, and slap those doubters hard in the face.

Modric said very seriously: "Carlos, you should take the ball. After all, you created this penalty yourself!"

To be honest, Carlos Tevez really wanted to take the penalty kick himself. Because he needs to score goals very much now, and this robot cow is just right. What's more important is that this penalty was created by himself, rather than asking for it from others.

There is no problem with this penalty kick going up by itself.

However, he has just arrived at Leeds United and has no status at all. So he didn't go up to grab this penalty just now. But now that Modric personally gave him the penalty kick, Tevez did not have any delay.

Tevez took the football and said: "Thank you!"

Modric shook his head slightly and said: "No, these are all created by you, and you should be the ones to initiate them!"

Carlos Tevez nodded, without saying a word, turned around and walked towards the penalty spot with the football in his arms.

"Wow! Tevez, it was Tevez who finally went to the penalty spot. We didn't expect it. However, there is no problem with the ball being given to Tevez. The penalty was originally created by Tevez. Yes, secondly, now Carlos Tevez really needs a goal to regain his confidence, and this penalty is undoubtedly the best opportunity!" Eddie Gray explained.

Leeds United fans at the scene gave Tevez applause and cheered for Tevez.

In the VIP box, a few little guys saw Tevez walking towards the penalty spot, and they immediately screamed excitedly: "Tevez kicked the goal of Sheffield Wednesday, killed Sheffield Wednesday, we need to score. Ball, we want to win!"

Carlos Tevez was quietly holding the football, and when he came to the penalty spot, he first looked up at Scott Lunberg. Immediately accepted Stekelenberg's provocation, Carlos Tevez smiled and didn't take it seriously. He immediately leaned down, fiddled with the football carefully, and waited for the start of the game.

Stekelenberg stared closely at Tevez, his eyes were very determined, he just wanted to intimidate Tevez with his aura. But Tevez didn't bird him, which made him a little embarrassed.

At this moment, the referee blew the whistle for serving.

Stekelenberg's heart tightened, the damn referee, he actually disrupted his rhythm. Scott Lunberg was a little flustered, at this time Tevez has accelerated the run-up.

My God, is it left or right? left or right? Oh my god, it's too late. Forget it, fight it! Scott Lunberg ejected in an instant and flew towards the lower right corner of the goal.

All the Sheffield Wednesday fans on the scene closed their eyes in despair, because the football flew rapidly to the left of the goal.

Stekelenburg was completely wrong, and the ball was over.

Stekelenburg's eyes were also darkened, and he was in a very bad mood. At the same time, he hated the damn referee. This guy suddenly blew the serve whistle, disrupting his rhythm, otherwise the ball would He has the confidence to throw it out.

Damn it! Damn it!

In the VIP box, Kramer's entire face turned green, and he turned sideways and yanked up a bottle of 1982 Lafite on the snake whip table, smashing it hard to the ground, smashing it to pieces!

fuck you...

clang!

With a sound of steel, the football hit the outside of the goal post on the left side of the goal hard, and directly popped out of the baseline.

The angle Tevez wanted was too tricky, and the football hit the goal post directly. Originally, Carlos Tevez had successfully fooled Stekelenberger, as long as he safely played the football within the range of the goal, the goal would undoubtedly be scored. But the angle Tevez wants is still so tricky, it can be seen from here that Tevez is still very nervous.

"Ah! My God, Carlos Tevez didn't seize the opportunity. He hit the football on the post of the goal, and the ball didn't go in. I'm going, it's really not as good as God!" Eddie Gray At this time, they were all a little dazed, and couldn't believe everything in front of them.

"Quack quack quack quack quack quack!" In the VIP box, Cramer, who was still extremely angry just now, burst into laughter in an instant, laughing nervously, and the voice was extremely fast and very loud.

"Quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack!" Cramer started again.

In the restricted area, Carlos Tevez stood there dumbfounded, with his hands on his hips.

At this moment, he didn't even react, how could he not score this goal? Why didn't the ball go in?