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Chapter 319 The Red and Black Years: The Finale of the World Cup: Robert Baggio's Tears! !

Pirlo kicks in a cross...

The ball flew towards the penalty area like a boomerang, and a blue figure rushed towards the ball...

Giuseppe Rossi grabbed the point, but Giuseppe Rossi, who was entangled by Thiago Silva, could no longer shoot comfortably. The Villarreal striker chose a header ferry……

After the ball bounced on the penalty area line, it jumped up. Someone rushed over and shot the ball hard. It was as if the ball had been hit by a golf club. It had a beautiful topspin towards the top left of the goal. Angle flies away...

Crazy volley shot! !

The Italian fans at the Green Point Stadium cheered... a tsunami of cheers... This is Andre's shot! !He raised his scythe! ! !

Like a warrior, Cesar rushed towards the white light without hesitation. This action reminded me of a preacher with a spirit of sacrifice! ! !
He is lucky enough! !

The fingertips of the Brazilian national goalkeeper barely touched the ball. After a small refraction, the ball hit the goal post and popped out of the baseline...

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The referee, Michelle, signaled that it was a goal kick...

Angrily, he rushed south to the referee, pointed to the corner, and signaled that it was a corner. His shot was blocked by the Brazilian goalkeeper...

The referee Michel was unmoved... Like a road sign, pointing straight to the goal...

At this time, the slow motion showed that the Brazilian goalkeeper did touch the ball with his fingertips, which should be a corner kick! !

Pirlo pulled Xiang Nan aside, you know, Xiang Nan already has a yellow card...

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Lippi frowned, he felt a little uncomfortable...

"Marcelo, Andre is getting impatient..." the Italian assistant coach said...

Lippi nodded. In fact, there is indeed a problem with the referee's penalty... However, if his number one star becomes impatient because of the referee's penalty... then it is not a good sign...

The head coach of the Italian national team looked at the watch on his wrist, and then habitually looked at the time on the big screen——
It's been 115 minutes...

5 minutes to go...

'Is it really going to be a penalty? ...' Lippi felt a little uncomfortable. Italy's performance in the penalty shootout in the two World Cups was not bad...In the 2006 World Cup, they defeated France in the final by penalty kick...This year's World Cup semi-final penalty kick The Great War defeated France again...

It's just that, looking at the opponent's yellow jersey on the court...

Italians have a thorn in their hearts for no reason...

Lippi is certainly not the only Italian who feels this way. There was once a talented young man who, like a heroic prince, led the blue battleship all the way to the final battle...

That shot that made the entire planet sigh...has become a fossil of tears in the World Cup...

No one doubts that the son of Vicenza in Italy was so—
Elegant... Serene... Heroic... Strong...

At that moment, the scene of countless people crying bitterly... No one is willing to accept the washing of tears again...

The penalty shootout between Italy and Brazil... there are too many sad stories... soaking the souls of latecomers...

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In the 1994 World Cup, a man named Roberto Baggio was like the legendary dragon-slaying hero, a real hero, single-handedly, with his head held high, he was so talented, graceful like a dancer on the green field The winner... took Italy to the final.

At that time, in that hot summer, Roberto Baggio! !The man from Vicenza! !
The whole world, everyone, is talking about a name --- Roberto Baggio! !
At that time, Roberto Baggio was only one step away from perfection, only half a step away! !
In the final of the Rose Bowl Stadium, what was staged was a "peerless double pride" in the football circle: Baggio VS Romario! !
If Baggio can win the final, he will become the new king of the ball that everyone admires! ! !After Pele and Maradona, the new generation of champions, he can even do better than those two! !

Penalty shootout! !
The desolate and lonely back of the Italian man and the picture of the Brazilian goalkeeper Taffarel kneeling and screaming are frozen in an instant...

An eternal tear...in the hot summer of 1994, at a stadium called the Rose Bowl...

looking back at you
wandering for so long
A touch of sad pure blue

A thin line of tears
lonely back

let me wait without stopping

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16 years have passed...the same talented man...the same so dazzling man who made the whole planet shine...the same strong and unyielding, the same never give up...today...

history! !
It was kicked out with your feet! ! !
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Villa Caldogno, Vicenza, Italy.

"Andreina...the milk is in the microwave...you go and have a look...Andreina, the dog is barking outside...have you fed it yet?"

The voice of an Italian man rang out. His blue eyes, flooded with the melancholy blue of the Adriatic Sea, were staring closely at the TV screen. At the door, a Scottish shepherd dog was lying beside an old sofa, stretched out. with tongue...

"Okay...Robert, I'll take a look..." Andreina's voice came...

This is the life of Robert Baggio after retiring, plain, with a touch of happiness... Baggio is a man who cares about his family... likes to do housework... a beautiful scene... But, countless Baggiomi are doing it for him When their gods sent blessings, they couldn't help but think——
'Robert Baggio left football...? '

But, now... at this moment, in the eyes of this Italian man...

Only football... only football! ! !
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On the TV screen, the black-haired man...

118 minutes into the game, Xiang Nan received a pass from Quagliarella and began to accelerate, like a proud prince, mustered his last strength and moved towards the bottom line...

Xiang Nan made a sudden stop, shaking Louisson staggeringly, but the Brazilian immediately adjusted and got stuck...

Make a turn at the ankle to the south, and buckle the ball to the left. When the ball is about to go out of the baseline, push the ball to the inside with the instep of the right foot. Quickly passed Luisson's side, caught up with the ball, bent his arch, and cut into the penalty area...

gorgeous! ! !

Gorgeous like a dancer! ! ! !

The entire Green Point stadium is boiling! ! ! !

"Beautiful!!! He is like a perfect dancer... I feel like I am enjoying a beautiful ballet... Andre!!! The name that the whole planet is calling..." Phillips completely Shocked, not excited... just shocked...

Thiago Silva came up to intercept. The Brazilian central defender saw the eyes of his club teammates. He felt that he saw a fire-breathing furnace, but this furnace made him terrified! ! !

When the Brazilian central defender was in a daze, or Xiangnan moved too fast, as if time and space were intertwined... An ankle flicked, and then, a pull and a buckle in a narrow space, a perfect dancer, from Tia Ge Silva's side wiped away...

Cesar rushed out! ! ! !

The Brazilian goalkeeper is as brave as ever... He waved his arms and charged like a real trapped animal...

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Robert Baggio, his blue eyes lit up, and he clenched his fists tightly. At this moment, he felt a warm hand holding his right hand that was sweating because of nervousness. This is Andreina... Baggio The only woman I love...

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Xiang Nan was panting, he wanted to rest, but he didn't have time! ! !
I am Andre! !
Never give up Andre! !

Ooooooooooo! ! !

My World Cup! !
Football! !

Great black and white dream! !
alive! ! !

Xiang Nan felt in his fiery chest... the voice from the depths of his soul...

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Looking out of the corner of his eye, a blue shadow appeared in Xiang Nan's eyes. Almost at the same time, Xiang Nan's ankle flicked, and the ball flew like a beautiful whip from a medieval knight's whip. To the back of the goal...

"Beautiful...beautiful...perfect pass!!!!" Phillips roared...beautiful aria...

On the running path of the ball, a blue shadow, like a bell ringer in ancient Rome, kicked his right leg directly on the ball, and the ball was suddenly kicked and flew towards the goal...

Whoa! ! ! !
Almost uniform movements, the Italian fans at the Green Point Stadium all stood up, staring at the ball... on the other half of the field... the Brazilians had already closed their eyes nervously... their faces were ashen...

Bang! ! ! ! !
A loud bang that shattered the night sky! ! !
In exchange for the deep sigh of the blue ocean... the waves of the sigh gather together... to form a mournful battle song! ! !

"What a pity!!! What a pity!!! God!!! How could you have the heart to take away such a wonderful goal!! Andre's pass is great enough, Quagliarella's tackle is also great Impeccable...Maybe Lady Luck is smitten by the Brazilian beauty in the stands?"

Not to mention, according to Phillips, does Lady Luck have a lesbian tendency... Xiang Nan hugged his head in frustration and sighed to the sky... Not far away, Quagliare La also had a frustrated expression on his face... The Brazilian who survived the catastrophe even forgot to launch a quick counterattack...

In the second half of overtime, with a wave of Lippi's big hand on the sidelines, Italy crazily launched a strong attack on Brazil's penalty area...

The Italian's tactical intention is obvious, trying to score the winning goal before the final whistle...

This situation, in the view of Dunga on the sidelines, has another taste, that is——
'The Italians are afraid to play penalties against Brazil! ! ! '

As Dunga's tactical intentions were implemented, the Brazilian team completely huddled in the penalty area in the second half of overtime, and put on a defensive posture...

If you don't look at the jersey, you really can't tell which one is Brazil and which one is Italy... This is really nonsense...

However, to say that the Brazilian has a psychological advantage in the penalty shootout, most people would agree...

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"He's really good at football..." Andreina said to her husband...

Baggio held his wife in his arms... muttering to himself, "A penalty kick is inevitable...?"

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Controlling the ball to the south, he passed Elano with a pull and a dunk, and at a position about 30 meters away from the goal, he chose to shoot directly...

The ball flew straight towards the goal like a shell fired from the chamber. Cesar was highly concentrated and lifted the ball out of the crossbar with a single fist...

corner kick! !
The game has reached 120 minutes, and at the last moment, Italy won a corner kick! ! !
The referee Michelle looked at the watch on his wrist, and still chose to let the Italian take the penalty... This caused great dissatisfaction among the Brazilian fans. On the bench of the Brazilian team, Dunga rushed to the field angrily The fourth official on the side, pointing to the time on the big screen in the stadium, protested...

"Dunga is very angry... It's just that the penalty kick didn't exist... Why didn't I see him protest..." Rossi couldn't help but ridicule the head coach of the Brazilian national team...In Rossi's view, this is the referee of Slovakia Finding balance in the last moments...comforting Italy's wounded heart...

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The entire Green Point stadium is boiling! ! !
The green, white and red tricolor flag of Italy, waving in the night sky of Cape Town...

Pirlo went to the corner and behind him in the stands of the Brazilian fans, there was a riot, the fans booed harshly...trying to interfere with the Italian midfielder...

Xiang Nan was in the penalty area, arguing with Miranda... The referee had to come over to warn the players of both sides...

The corner kick was taken, Xiang Nan gritted his teeth, exerted force in his waist and abdomen, squeezed away Miranda beside him, jumped high...to the ball! ! !

"Danger!!! Andre!!!" The Brazilian narrator uttered a horrified sound... The horrified eyes reminded people of extreme horror...

After Xiang Nan jumped up, Miranda pulled the hem of Xiang Nan's jersey covertly, which made Xiang Nan unable to comfortably head the goal. He chose to ferry the header...

After the ball was bumped, it flew towards the outside of the penalty area...

Amid the exclamation of the audience, Giovinco volleyed the ball! !

Amidst the prayers of the Brazilian fans, the ball touched the left post of the goal and crossed the baseline...

The North Stand of the Green Point Stadium, the Wall of Sighs... Reappear! ! !
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Beep beep! ! ! ! !
The shrill whistle pierced the winter night sky in Cape Town...

In the 2010 World Cup final in South Africa, after 120 minutes of the game, Italy 4:4 Brazil! ! !

The game will enter a brutal penalty shootout! ! !
Nevertheless, this soul-stirring game is destined to be recorded in the history of the World Cup...

Now, everyone is thinking about a question...

After all, this is the reincarnation of history's suffering, and the Italians will reproduce the melancholy eyes...

Or the salvation of the Holy Infant...the reincarnation blow of Hades? ! ! !

The beating of the war drums hastened...

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Xiangnan picked up the rain-soaked jersey, took it off, twisted it with his hands, and the water fell on the ground with a splash... Then he shook the jersey vigorously, and put it on again...

Lippi is holding a book and is arranging for penalty kick players...

Xiang Nan turned her gaze to the sidelines, waiting for the real king to lift her up the Hercules Cup! !
The hotness in the eyes was captured by the camera lens of the scene staring at Xiang Nan's body! ! !
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"Coach, I still take the fifth penalty!!!" Xiang Nan turned his head and looked at Lippi with firm eyes and firm tone! ! !

Lippi didn't have the slightest surprise. This was simulated by him and Pesotti, and this is also the arrangement... But, of course, the player's wishes must be won...

This is the penalty shootout in the World Cup final! !

A real brutal battle! ! ! !
On the other side, Pesotti looked at Xiang Nan with aggressive and fiery eyes, and his eyes were a little cruising. The young man in front of him always reminded him of Robert... This feeling, at this moment, made him Heart flustered...

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The order of Italy's penalty kick list was quickly determined——
First goal: Pirlo;
Second goal: Quagliarella;
Third goal: Giuseppe Rossi;

Fourth ball: Giovinco;
Fifth ball: Andre.

In the stands, the fans of both sides let out their final shouts... cheering for the players of both sides! ! !
Xiang Nan was a little silent, walked to the sidelines, took the mineral water bottle from Castrachi, took a big gulp, and Castraki sprayed the spray on Xiangnan's injured right leg...

After finishing all this work, I took a few steps to the south into the stadium——
"His Royal Highness Andre... Forever Andre!!!"

The blue wave almost overturned the night sky of Cape Town...

Xiang Nan felt a crazy emotion called spraying in his chest, torturing himself...

Putting his right fist on his chest, Xiang Nan could feel his own heartbeat——
'The cup of my life...'

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On the other side, the list and order of Brazil's penalty kicks were also sent to Slovakia's referee Michel:

First ball: Pato;

Second goal: Elano;
Third goal: Fabiano;

Fourth goal: Robinho;

The fifth ball: Kaka.

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Brazil's first free throw...

Pato stood at the penalty spot, and the duck crossed himself...

Pato ran up, shot, and the ball hit the upper left corner of the goal. Although Buffon judged the right direction, the ball was too fast... The ball hit the net! ! !
The camera was aimed at the sidelines, and Dunga hit the ceiling of the bench with a punch! ! ! !His face was flushed with blood from extreme excitement! ! !
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Pirlo stood at the penalty spot, and the eyes of Italy's "little lion king" revealed serious emotions... Pirlo glanced at Cesar, who was swaying back and forth in front of the goal like a dancing boa constrictor. Looking at referee Michelle...

Michelle's whistle sounded...

Pirlo runs up... slows down... kicks up his right foot and shoots to the right of the goal... Cesar pounces to the left...

Bang! ! !
The crisp muffled sound hit the hearts of the Italians! ! !

"God!! The first goal of the Italians is not scored!! Andrea Pirlo's penalty hit the right post of the goal...God...sorrowful Italy...now, the chance is for the Brazilians In front of you..." Phelps exclaimed...

There was a dead silence in the stands of the Italian fans, and with that muffled sound...it was like a whip whipping at the heart of the blue ocean...

With a serious face, Lippi stood on the sidelines and looked up at the night sky in Cape Town... as if looking for an answer...

The Brazilians cheered thunderously! ! ! !

Dunga raised his arm almost crazily, and then, after taking a look at the Italian, he nodded with satisfaction... At this moment, Dunga thought that his tactics were so correct, even though Brazil was in overtime. So embarrassing... But as long as I bring back the sixth World Cup trophy in Brazil's history... all the dissatisfaction and doubts will be transformed into crazy praise...

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After the first round of penalty kicks, Italy 0:1 Brazil, with a total score of 4:5;

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second round……

"Look at the Brazilian now... Elano is nervous... Elano shoots... the right... the ball is too fast... will it go in? will it go in? God bless Italy! Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh ...the ball still goes in!! Gianluigi can't help it at all... Quagliarella!!! Quagliarella!!! He's running up!!! Shot!!! Shot!! He made it!! Lie Pass Cesar... Italy scored the second penalty... Italy still has hope... Italy does not need tears!! No need..." Rossi is already crazy...

In fact, right now, over the entire Apennines, the voices of prayer... converge into a mighty Gospel hymn...

After the second round of penalty kicks: Italy 1:2 Brazil, total score 5:6;

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The third round...

Fabiano stood at the penalty spot, the Sevilla striker, made a sign of the cross on his chest, and then kissed the ball... The camera zoomed in and it can be seen that Fabiano even because of the sharp tension , trembling...

He's really nervous...

Not far away, the Italian players formed a circle, facing south on the shoulders of Pirlo and Ambrosini... Pirlo kept praying in his mouth...

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"Buffon!! Buffon...Gi...An...Lui...Gi, great save!!! Long live Gianluigi!! Long live Italy!! Italy is alive!!! Alive... Alive ..." Rossi felt that the corners of her eyes were already wet...the salty liquid seeped into the corners of her mouth...

Buffon yelled crazily at the frustrated Sevilla striker with a broken face... Fabiano's penalty, although the angle was good, but the ball was relatively slow, and it was beaten by the Italian goalkeeper. keep out...

Boom! ! !

There was an extremely suppressed roar from the stands of dead Italian fans...

On the side of the court, the rock-like Lippi crazily punched the sky violently... On the other side, Dunga's face changed...

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Rossi has already stood up from the commentary seat of the Green Point Stadium, put the microphone to his mouth, his whole body is tense due to tension...

"Giuseppe Rossi stands on the penalty spot...he is running...running...shooting!!! g...o...o...o...o...l!!! The ball goes in!! There is still hope for Italy...There is still hope..." The crazy Rossi waved his arms, and not far from him, the Brazilian commentator Pereira took off his earphones, cursing...

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Vicenza, Italy, Caldogno Town, Baggio stretched out his clenched fists. On the TV screen, the blue jersey... Eternal pain... The reincarnation of history, 16 years later...

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After the third round of penalty kicks, Italy 2:2 Brazil, with a total score of 6:6! ! !

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Fourth round...

"Robinho!! He's running up!! Running up!! Shot!!... Great post!! You are the guardian of the Apennines!! Long live Italy!!! Italian... big... Lee... ah! !!..."

Robinho's penalty hit the right post...

The balance of victory began to tilt towards Italy...

Xiang Nan took a deep breath, he felt a tightness in his chest... This feeling made him uncomfortable! !
He wants to win! !

Now, one step away from the great victory of the great battle! !

A drop of water fell down Xiang Nan's cheek... I don't know if it was sweat or tears, or... just rain?

Giovinco standing on the penalty spot...

"Giovanco...it's up to you!! Be sure to withstand the pressure...Hope for Italy...Italy!!!!" Rossi was praying...

"Cesar, great fighter, it's up to you!!" Brazil commentator Pereira's voice was muddy and trembling... "Awwhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhmm Man!! Well done!! Well done!! All the girls will love him!! Great man!!!"

The Juventus genius midfielder with a sad face, holding his head, walked back in frustration, tears of unwillingness, slowly sliding down Giovinco's cheeks...

At this moment, Roberto Baggio, who was far away in Vicenza...suddenly fell into a trance...followed by a burst of melancholy from the bottom of his heart...

'Still...haven't withstood the pressure...'

Penalty shootout, after the fourth round, Italy 2:2 Brazil! !
In this round, the pressure on both sides is——
Missed the penalty! !

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A trace of haze is like the sword of Damocles hanging in people's hearts...

With a serious face, Kaka walked to the penalty spot...

The Italian fans in the south stand uttered huge boos... The whole stadium fell into an unprecedented restlessness...

Kaka stood at the penalty spot, his face was a little nervous, he lowered his head, and placed the ball on the penalty spot. Kaka started to back up, one step, two steps, three steps... Then, the Brazilian, using his spikes Knocking under his feet... No one noticed, the Brazilian, at the moment he raised his head, in his stern eyes, there was a flash of... flustered...

Like a loyal guardian, Buffon stared at Kaka with cold eyes...continuously jumping horizontally...trying to interfere with the Brazilian's mind...

The Brazilian fans in the South Stand were silent. The whole stadium, only the piercing boos of the Italian fans, hovered in mid-air! !
"Kaka...Kaka...he's on run!! One step...two steps...three...hahahaha!!! Gianluigi!! Gianluigi!!! Gianluigi Gee caught!!!Italy!!!Italy!!Italy!!Andre!!!Andre!!Andre!!Andre...de...re!!!and...de ...Lie!!! It's up to you!!! Andy...De...Lie!!!" Rossi went completely crazy! ! !
The Brazilian commentator not far away from him, Pereira's face was ashen...Unreconciled tears, sliding down the wrinkles of this old Brazilian man...

"B...B...B...B...B..." A mournful voice came out...

In the fifth round of the penalty shootout, Kaka, who played first in the Brazilian team, took a penalty kick to the middle...and was saved by Buffon...

Now, the eyes of people all over the world are focused on that black-haired man...

"His Royal Highness Andrew... Please raise your sickle!!! g...o...o...a...a...a...l..."

The last battle song sounded... the air was filled with a sense of sorrow...

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Slowly heading south to the penalty spot, dozens of cameras in the entire Green Point Stadium were aimed at him, following him from all angles! ! !
The flash can dim the entire bright starlight! !
Xiang Nan picked up the ball, lifted the jersey, and wiped it carefully... There was a hot light in his eyes——
Men who are in love, how do they look at their lover?

Is it the friendship of a friend who takes care of each other with all his heart, and a brother who supports him?
What is it?
what exactly is it?
That vibrato from the depths of the soul! !

Eternal love is infinite! ! !
Everyone has a football dream! !

When you have the opportunity, use the most manly action that you have to repeat hundreds of times in countless dreams in your life, and freeze all this forever in an instant! !

Please, be a man upright! !

A man in love with that black and white elf! !
my love... you feel it...

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Put the ball on his lips, give him a soft kiss... this kiss, this 22-year-old boy has been waiting for 22 years...

On this day, the sad Italians have waited for 16 years, and the flame of revenge burns in an instant...

Ashes of fire! !
Don't catch the eyes of boys chasing their dreams! ! !

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Set the ball up! ! !
Head south and start backing away! !
The eyes are so firm! !
More than 5 million fans around the world witnessed this moment! !

Great moment! ! !
step! !

Two steps! ! !

Three steps! ! ! ! !

With his head held high and his eyes straight, he looked behind Cesar, who was growling uneasy... the snow-white net...

Someone is praying! !

Someone is cursing! !

Someone is already crying! !

With hands folded on the chest, is endless hope and love! !
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Vicenza, Italy, Caldogno town, an ordinary man named Roberto Baggio, holding his wife in his arms...

The corners of Baggio's eyes were a little wet... Andreina sighed in the lake water in her heart, she knew that the man she loved so much, the father of the child, deep in her heart, would always be the melancholy tears...

"Andre... you must go in!!!" Andrena clenched her husband's fist... Yay...

"I will go in! I will definitely!!" With blue eyes, exuding a persistent determination, Baggio seemed to be answering his wife, and seemed to be talking to himself, "He kicked many times, in the In my sleep, in the corridors of my hometown, in London, in Turin...in Milan...in South Africa...will go in...Such a ball, Andre can score ten thousand times..."

This is the reincarnation of history...

Redemption for the cup of life?

Can Andre seize this opportunity?

At this moment, the entire Apennine Peninsula, the entire planet, and countless people were so excited that they couldn't restrain themselves... Some people dared not watch it! !

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Behind Xiangnan, the Italian players put their shoulders on each other, and everyone was praying...

On the commentary seat of the Green Point Stadium, Rossi has been petrified, and there is a whimpering sound from the corner of his mouth...the prayer of the soul...

At this moment, on the entire planet.Everyone is talking about—
'Robert Andre...'

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"An...de...re...an...de...re...our king...under...king...your majesty...ah...robert...are you watching?" in Italian , countless old fans made hoo hoo sounds, muddy tears...wet their cheeks...

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Xiang Nan felt that his blood was about to burst from his veins at this moment... He forced himself to calm down! ! !

The corner of the mouth was bitten due to excessive force! !

A trace of salty liquid flowed into the mouth... red blood mixed with sweat... let Xiang Nan's heart begin to calm down...

'This is my World Cup...my World Cup...my...football! ! ! ! !The final blow...?alive? ...'

The crazy boos of the Brazilian fans in the south stand filled the entire stadium... The Italian fans have given their souls to God...

Give it to this black-haired man...

Andre! !

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The whistle of the referee Michel from Slovakia sounded... piercing the sky...

Vibrato of the soul! !

Started the run-up to the south——
step……

two steps...

Three steps...

The right foot swung up quickly, then slowly swung down...

The right foot and the black and white elves send out the kiss of death...

Rub out an arc of life gear...

Cesar's bulky body flew up...

The whole world is praying...

Hold your breath at this moment...'An...de...re...'...

Respected His Royal Highness Andre the Pluto! ! ! ! !
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Quiet! ! !

The tranquility of nature! !

After that! ! !
Crazy sounds that could shoot down stars! ! ! ! !

"goooooooooooooaaaaaaaa-l!!!!!! Ann... De... Lie...!!! Spoon!!! God!! Help us!!! He is an undisputed genius! !!Great Andre!!Great football!!Great love...Spoons!!! 7:6 (3:2 on penalties) Viva Italy!! Viva Andre!! We cheer for you, we I love him so much!! Spoil him!! He's so great!!! Great great!! Great beyond everything!!! Soccer!!! Passion!! God Ahh!!! We are the champions!!! We are the champions!!! We are the champions!!! We are the champions!!! We are the champions!!! Great Andrea!!! Great Italy!!! Great...go crazy...ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh'" Rosie was totally crazy! !Crazy! ! ! !
"This is a moment in history!! Italy!!! Italy!! 7:6!!! Italy won the World Cup in South Africa!!! Xiangnan!!! Xiangnan scored 12 goals in this cup Goals!!!Fontaine's single cup record of 13 goals...nearly there!!!Southern is a hero of Italy!!Hero of football!!!He is an incomparable Genius!! Italian champion!! Xiangnan!! Champion!! He scored a spoon!!! A spoon!! Great moment!!! Great..." China CCTV commentator Liu Jianhong...passionate Burning... tears, can no longer hold back...

beep! ! ! !

The goal is valid! ! ! !
The entire Green Point stadium is boiling! ! !
An outburst of complete passion! !
Volcano eruption! ! !

earthquake! !
Tsunami! !
bring it on! ! !

bring it on! !
Italian players are like crazy children, completely crazy children! ! !Crazy men! !
rushed into the field...

Pirlo is crying...

Ambrosini is yelling...

Buffon is beating his chest crazily! ! !

Giovinco was jumping wildly like a child...

Giuseppe Rossi rolling wildly on the court, in the mud! ! ! ! ! !

In the stadium! !

In front of the goal! ! !
Xiang Nan just stood in front of the goal! ! !
Like a statue! !

Great statue! !

Cover your face with your hands! ! !

Whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa! ! ! !

Keep your hands away from the south! !
Countless cameras were directed at this man——
Tears welling up in my eyes! ! !
Can no longer contain it! ! !

Man's tears! !

Tears of joy! ! !
MAN! ! !

glory! !
passion! !

dream! !
combustion! !
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"Robert Baggio!! Robarte Baggio!!! Did you see it? 16 years!! Waited for 16 years for the reincarnation!! The reincarnation of life!! The reincarnation of football!!! The redemption of life!! The redemption of football !!!Ro...Bo...T...-An...De...Lee...!!!Robert Did you see? We are champions!!! Children of Vicenza...Forever Robert Forever Baggio!! Forever football!! Forever Andre!! Forever Italy!!!!" The local commentator in Vicenza... let out a completely hysterical roar! ! !
"Robert, did you see it? Did you see it?"

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In front of the TV—
"Robert...are you crying?" Andreina hugged her husband...

"Yes...I cried..." Baggio wiped away his tears, "I am happy...I am crying with joy...Andreina...is the dog fed?"

"Hey!"

"Honey...will you walk the dog with me?"

"...Of course, dear..."

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PS: The World Cup is over! !This ending... Everyone can express their opinions... Open a post, I hope this post can be preserved and not sink... This is Xiao Qi's first time writing a book... I don't know how everyone is... Xiao Qi wrote Arriving here... My heart is very excited... I want to shed tears... The love for football is the reason why Xiao Qi insisted on coming despite the bleak subscription situation... The World Cup is over...Football, still Continuing...Xiao Qi, still persevering!

Calling for everyone's support...

I would like to dedicate this chapter to Roberto Baggio! !Forever Baggio! !Forever football! !
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