The strongest winger

Chapter 68 The Tenacious Gilardino

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"No. 11 minutes into the game, Ai won a free kick for the team, but... here I have to comment on the referee of this game, because his whistle is too soft! Such a beautiful breakthrough was stopped by such a bad foul, but he didn't even give a verbal warning! What do you think about this... Barry?" Hyde, who was sitting in the studio, expressed his extreme dissatisfaction with the referee's decision, and turned to ask his partner Barry.

"For the referee's soft whistle this time, it is mainly due to Parma's home court advantage. After all, the referee still wants to give the home team some face, so... this is a very normal thing." Barry easily accepted the foul and replied with a smile.

So the two turned their attention to the screen again.

"Our midfield engine! David Albelda!! He took this front free kick, huh? The football flew into Parma's small penalty area, and Ferrer fought for it! Oh!! Damn it!!! Huh?? Who is this??" Barry looked at the game on the screen and said, suddenly an orange figure leaped high in his eyes, making him speechless instantly!

"Waaaa -!! This is our Ai!! He jumped high!!! The jump was taller than everyone! He reached football !!" Heide quickly followed the rhythm of the commentary, and the voice increased several times after half a second.

Fans who failed to follow the team to Parma home team are full of regret at the moment, because they missed out on seeing this beautiful goal scored by their favorite team!

But regrets are regrets. At this moment, they are indeed extremely happy. Every Valencian household watching the live broadcast is celebrating wildly.

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"Baraja's ball drove into the penalty area, Ferrer from the front point! No!! Didn't reach it... Who is this jumping so high??" After seeing the figure in front of the camera, Duan Xuan's voice suddenly turned, "This is Ai Luo!! Chinese player Ai Luo!! He jumped high!! He hit the football!!! Go in!! The ball goes in!! The top of the ball is so beautiful! There is no solution, there is no solution!!"

Although only more than 2000 fans of the away team came to this game, the cheers of the fans of the visiting team actually suppressed the voices of nearly 2000 fans of the home team at the moment when Ai Luo scored a goal.

While watching the players run towards Ai Luo crazily, they did not forget the shouts in their mouths:
"Chinese boy! You are the best!!!"

"I knew you would surprise the home team!! Hahaha"

"They are like shit in front of you, doing nothing!!! Hahahahaha.."

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At this moment, the Frenchman Frey looked at Aiello, who was surrounded by Valencia players, in frustration, and shook his head. For this goal, he was really beyond his reach.

The players of the home team Parma, who conceded a goal first, kicked off again as if they were full of energy and rounded their bows. They wanted to send the ball into the opponent's goal immediately and quickly equalized the score.

The fans of the home team also sang the team song "Come on Parma" following the rhythm of their home team's attack. They seemed to have transformed into ancient drummers calling for offense, commanding their own army to fight the enemy bravely and make great achievements.

In NO.15 minutes, Gradino received the border pass from the Australian Bresiano, not waiting for Ayra to approach, and then the football directly passed to the Malkioni on the right, and then ran to the penalty area quickly. When he ran to the small restricted area, the biography of Malkinio also arrived. Ayra's hand that pulled his jersey, his body rushed forward, and his forehead was on the top of the football.

It's just a pity that Gilardino's ball topped the middle and lower part of the football, and the football was higher than the crossbar.

WOOOOOOOOOOO----

The fans of the home team in the stands were not discouraged by the football flying out of the bottom line, but seemed to arouse their fighting spirit, and the singing was even higher than before.

The [-] fans of the visiting team hoped that their singing would reach the ears of their own players, but their number was too small. Among the fans of the home team, which was nearly ten times their number, they did nothing.

Five minutes later, Parma made a comeback. Marchinho made a pass from the front of Valencia's penalty area. Gilardino understood it and volleyed without stopping the ball. The football was punched out of the penalty area by the focused Canizares.

After wasting two excellent opportunities, Gilardino was not angry, but aroused his competitive spirit. His fists were clenched tightly, making a crisp sound, with an expression of swearing that he would not give up until he scored a goal.

In the 205th minute of the game, encouraged by the loud singing of the home team fans, the home team finally knocked on the door of the visiting team Valencia Canizares.

Morfeo received an unexpected bottom-line pass from Bresciano at the front of the penalty area, and volleyed without stopping the ball. The football went straight to the lower right corner of the goal held by Canizares.

Canizares was very focused. He shot Morfeo's long-range shot with one palm, but the danger was not lifted. At this moment, another Parma player rushed to the football's landing point at high speed.

"Australian! Bresciano!! Shot directly without stopping the ball!!!" Byrnes, the commentator of Parma Sports, shouted excitedly.

Canizares' second reaction was extremely quick. He supported the ground with his left hand, and then slapped his right hand, and the crisis was resolved again.Just when everyone breathed a sigh of relief, a Parma player wearing a white number nine was rushing to the football landing point.

"Roberto back!!!!" The football never left Canizares' sight. When he saw Gilardino running towards the football landing point, he shivered suddenly and immediately reminded Ayala.It's a pity that when Ayala reacted and prepared to make a clearance, it was too late. Gilardino was ahead of him and cleverly shot with the instep of his left foot, and the football flew to the goal again.

Canizares, who was still lying on the ground and hadn't gotten up at the moment, was naturally powerless, so he could only watch the football fly into the goal he was holding with his face turned sideways.

After the soccer ball flew into the net, Gilardino ran excitedly until he was under the stands of the fans of the home team, beating his chest frantically, while the fans of the home team in the stands were as enthusiastic as boiling water, and responded to Gilardino crazily with shouts.

"Alberto, I knew you could break through the gates of the Valencians!!! Haha..."

"Look, the opponent's goalkeeper can only helplessly watch you score, you are too strong!!"

"Alberto, I'll be waiting for you at home tonight!!"

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Parma spent almost 2 minutes celebrating the goal. It was not until the referee intervened that they reluctantly returned to their own half, waiting for the visiting team to kick off again.

Looking at the smiling Parma players who returned to their own half, Ai Luo curled his lips and said to Ferrer, "Isn't it just an equalizer, so happy to be like this, it's really worthless! Are you right?"

"Haha, you are right, they are really worthless." Ferrer replied with a smile.

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With the whistle of the referee, the game continued again. With the momentum and confidence brought by Gilardino's goal to the home team, Valencia was cut off by Parma not long after kick-off.

No. In the 208th minute, Morfeo received the ball back from Gilardino and took a long shot 30 meters away from the goal. It was powerful and heavy, and accompanied by the howling sound of the wind, it flew straight to the upper corner of the goal. Fortunately, Canizares focused and shot the football out of the baseline with one palm.

After Canizares shot the football out of the bottom line, the fans of the home team in the stands immediately sighed.

Half a minute later, Morfeo took a corner kick, and it was Gilardino again!He hit the football! !But it's a pity that the football went wide of the goal.

No. 306 minutes, the Australian Bresciano also tried a long shot in the area 35 meters away from the goal, but it was a pity that the football flew high into the stands.

No.401 minutes, or Gilardino! !Morfeo and Bresciano played a very rare two-for-two at the front of the penalty area, and then suddenly saw the gap between the people, pushed the arch of his right foot lightly, Gilardino accelerated sharply, caught the football near the penalty spot before Ayala, made a slight adjustment, and shot the football with his right foot.

It has to be said that since Gilardino scored a goal, it seems that his luck has been used up. Faced with such a close-range shot, even Canizares surrendered and gave up the save. The football he shot hit the right post of the goal strangely, and then bounced back to the arms of Canizares who was stunned.

WOOO---AAAAAAAAAA---!
The fans of the home team in the stands were about to burst out into cheers like a tsunami, but they didn't expect that in their own home court, the goal was so shameless. They quickly changed their accents and turned into a huge sigh.

Looking at the lost football, Canizares hugged the football excitedly, looked at the right post of the goal, looked at his eyes, and probably wanted to climb over and kiss him hard.

After seeing Parma's must-goal hit the post strangely, Ranieri joked to his assistant Benetti next to him, "Haha, maybe we will win this game, look...Parma's goal doesn't allow them to score."

In the rest of the first half, the performance of Parma's players was obviously completely different from that before 10 minutes. It was obviously hit by the missed goal just now. The goal, which was obviously five or five points, was just grabbed by the Valencia players.

In the entire Tardini stadium, not only the players on the Parma field became listless, but even the fans of the home team in the stands were like deflated balls. In the last few minutes of the first half, they were suppressed by the cheers of the away fans in Valencia.

Before the end of the first half, except for Ai Luo who had the desire to attack forward, the other players in Valencia were thinking about running out of time and entering the intermission. Obviously, they did not think about overtaking the score again before the end of the first half.Seeing the performance of his teammates like this, Ai Luo frowned depressedly, but because he didn't have much say in the team, he chose to work hard on his own.

I don’t have the right to speak in the team, it’s because I’m not strong enough. When I’m good at football, not only can I wave my hand in exchange for the cheers of countless fans in the stands, even the teammates on the field will play according to their own ideas, that’s it. ． ．Ai Luo swore secretly - must become stronger!

Beep!Beep! !Beep! ! !

Seeing that the players on both sides had no desire to attack, and the referee also wisely blew the whistle for the end of the first half without giving a one-minute stoppage time.

(End of this chapter)