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Chapter 353 Goals eligible for the Puskas Prize
Seeing Bordon's big foot clear and fly to the middle circle, Demichelis forced Kuranyi to head the ball back, Van Gaal was relieved, but the next moment, his heart was raised again.

As if he could predict what would happen in three seconds, Sun Wu suddenly stepped forward and got stuck in front of Cross.

It seems to have returned to three years ago. It was the first time Sun Wu visited the Allianz Arena. At the last moment, Sun Wu assisted Santa Cruz with an undercut to complete the lore. At that time, Sun Wu was also entangled with Kroos...

Without hesitation, Kroos immediately reached out and grabbed Sun Wu's jersey. As long as you dare to speed up, I dare to make a tactical foul!
Kroos needs to buy time for Schweinsteiger to return to defense, and Tymoschuk sees that there is an advantage to take advantage of, and has already sped up and rushed over. At this time, stealing the ball may be able to hit Schalke 04 in turn. caught off guard...

"Danger..." Tao Wei blurted out, Schalke 04's counterattack is likely to be strangled in the cradle, and more importantly, Holtby, Farfan, and Rakitic are all running forward.

Sun Wu didn't look left and right to observe his teammates' running positions, his eyes were fixed on the flying ball...

Farfan slowed down, hesitating whether to return to defense...

At this moment, Sun Wu leaned back fiercely and bumped Cross who was tightly behind him, but Cross still did not let go of his hand holding the jersey.

It doesn't matter!
The bump wasn't to get rid of it, but to keep Cross from jumping...

Kroos didn't take off, but he was holding on to Sun Wu's jersey...Sun Wu also couldn't take off, and the referee who was not far away was considering whether to blow the whistle...

At the next moment, Sun Wu stood still, shortened his body slightly, and then suddenly stood up straight!
"My God!" Adam Simpson chanted through the stadium, "Best can always do something special!"

Without a jump, without a header, Sun Wu sent the ball out in a way that no one thought of... The ball bounced off his shoulder and landed right at the feet of Rakitic who was plugged in.

Van Gaal, who was still yelling on the sidelines just now, fell silent. Instead, Magath, who had been sitting all the time, rushed off the coach's bench, followed by Hollebach and Draxler.

The Croatian knew what to do, he didn't dribble forward...in fact Schweinsteiger followed.

Rakitic turned around to protect the ball, but stepped back on the sole of his foot, and Holtby, who came in from the wing, successfully took the ball and started to accelerate.

"Let go!" Sun Wu slapped Cross's hand away, turned around and sprinted at high speed.

"Pass the ball!" Farfan was yelling in his heart. No wonder Sun Wu always privately said that Holtby was not smart enough.

Sun Wu was also roaring in his heart, what the hell is Holtby trying to single out Demichelis and Van Buyten?

This counterattack was carefully planned by Sun Wu. Farfan shifted to the left and sprinted with Holtby at the same time. Sun Wu wanted to use the advantage in numbers to offset Ram...

But Demichelis and Van Buyten kept dropping back, and Holtby kept dribbling the ball... Seeing that it was almost outside the penalty area, what's the use of passing the ball to Farfan at this time!
Disappointed, Sun Wu slowed down and prepared to meet Holtby. The possibility of this guy breaking through Van Buyten is unlikely... Sure enough, as soon as the Belgian central defender approached, Holtby, who was weak, staggered and almost fell to the ground. Van Buyten pokes...

The ball rolls towards Rakitic, the Croatian speeds up for a pass but slams on the brakes and shakes Schweinsteiger away...

Sun Wu looked back at Rakitic, and the eyes of the two met in the air...

Timoshchuk, who had just run into place, had not had time to breathe a sigh of relief when, out of the corner of his eye, he noticed two figures quickly disappearing from his sight.

Sun Wu, who once again accelerated around Tymoshchuk and rushed into the right side of the penalty area, failed to get rid of Kroos, who was closely following him.

Demichelis also vigilantly guarded the vital points... Rakitic really sent a pick pass, and the ball flew to the back of Sun Wu....

Rakitic pushed Robben in annoyance, and the moment he passed the ball, the Dutch winger bumped into him, causing the pass to be out of standard.

Sun Wu slowed down and turned his head to stare closely at the flying ball. Cross didn't dare to pull Sun Wu's jersey this time. He stood in front of Sun Wu... As long as his friend dared to stop the ball, he could Steal the ball.

But Cross couldn't make a clearance first, and the ball flew to Sun Wu's back.

Seeing the ball flying crookedly, Sun Wu could clearly see everyone's positions in his mind like watching a 3D movie.

Holt was still standing in front of the penalty area than that coward. He just got up from the ground, and he was still muttering about Van Buyten's collision...

Kuranyi habitually ran into the penalty area, with Van Buyten and Tymoshchuk sticking close to him...

Schweinsteiger is guarding in front of the penalty area...

Looks like there's no chance...but there's a smart guy running into the box.

Everyone stared wide-eyed at the No. 38 jumping in the blue and white jersey.

"This is... the heel!"

Sun Wu brought his body flexibility to the extreme. He looked back in the air, with his left foot in front, his right foot behind him, and his heel hit the ball accurately!

Committee Tao excitedly shouted, "This is a scorpion wagging its tail!"

The ghost of the ball usually flies out from behind Sun Wu...at least in the eyes of Demichelis, Kroos, Bout and other players who are blocked by Sun Wu. with the body.

The ball changed direction and flew towards the penalty spot. Kuranyi, who happened to be in position, jumped together with Timoshchuk and Van Buyten, but the ball flew high above the heads of the three of them...

A blue-and-white figure appeared at the back. He leaned against Ram, took a good pose, and swept his right foot!

"Gooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!!!"

"Jefferson Farfan opened the scoring!"

"This is the most exciting goal of the year!" Adam Simpson stood up excitedly, raised his hands and shouted: "Genius idea! It comes from No. 38 Best!"

Cross and Demichelis stood there with their hands on their hips, and Ram spread his hands helplessly. After all, he was on the defensive side, and Farfan had the initiative to run...

Magath on the sidelines said nothing, but raised his hands, and the bench behind him was full of joy.

Farfan, who jumped up, roared and rushed to the sidelines, but in the middle of the run, he suddenly slammed on the brakes and threw off his teammates, and rushed towards Sun Wu.

The two ran side by side to the north stand of the Olympic Stadium, which was only blue and white.

Crazy shouts sounded from the north stand, and blue and white debris fluttered in the air.

After Holtby was intercepted, after Rakitic's misguided pass and when everyone thought the counter-attack would go nowhere, Best used his inspiration to give Schalke 04 the lead .

"This goal...qualifies for the 2010 Puskas Award!" Adam Simpson praised this wonderful goal.

The Puskas Award was only established in 2009. It is the FIFA Best Goal Award of the Year. Ronaldo won the first award last year.

Hoeness, who was sitting in the private room, was expressionless, with a touch of regret in his heart, maybe he shouldn't have targeted Best last year, if he could come to Bayern Munich...

But Hoeness knew in his heart that he would never accept Best. The reason was very simple. From the first verbal quarrel, he found that Best had no respect or fear for a big man like himself.

(End of this chapter)