I am Chuqiu Wang

Chapter 66 A Rainy Night in Paris

"Tick, tick..."

Light rain suddenly floated in the night sky, and the lights began to change through the rain, adding a tragic and blurred color to the Stade de France.

Seeing that Pjanic was kneeling at the penalty spot and weeping, Wang Xi walked over and dragged him back to his teammates.

It is inappropriate to say anything at this time, and kicking the champion away with one kick is not something that can be solved with a few light words.As strong as a Madeira boy, he cried like a child after kicking a penalty kick on that rainy night in Moscow when he was 24 years old, let alone the 16-year-old Pjanic.

At this time, Wang Huo himself was very confused.

While worried about losing the championship, he was also afraid that Pjanic would be criticized by the fans.

Metz had the chance to return to the French Cup final after 19 years. This time is enough to make Shaohua pale. The new fans may not have witnessed the last final. The city's desire for the championship is far beyond other people's imagination. If he really lost to Bordeaux today, Pjanic must be in a difficult situation in the future, but not all fans are very rational...

"Judis came to the penalty spot and as long as he put the ball in the goal, Bordeaux could temporarily take the lead."

"Metz goalkeeper Landry Bonifey performed very well today. It was he who dared to take the low block and let Metz enter the penalty shootout. At this time, he can't continue the magic just now and save Metz again?"

"I still hope he brings back the suspense for us... oh no!!!!!!"

"Frank Judith scored and Bordeaux took the lead 3-3 after three penalties."

Frank Judith tricked Landry Bonifay with a feint and the Metz keeper dived down the left and he slid into the center with ease.

Seeing this scene, Pjanic, who was hiding behind Wang Xi with only a pair of eyes exposed, knelt down on the turf again with his legs limp.

"Woooo...Ah, Alai, I lost the championship..."

The last time I saw Pjanic crying was when the two lost the Paris Saint-Germain Cup in their previous life, and Wang Hao never saw a second guy cry in the rest of the time.His performance made Wang Ji even more upset, but he didn't know how to comfort Pjanic.

He is also very tired today, physically and mentally.

Scored two goals but failed to win the opponent in regular time, and had to comfort the captain who scored an own goal, and now Erhuo gave him such a shot again, which made Wang Hao irritated for no reason.

"Stop crying like a little bitch, the game is not over yet, if you want to cry, go back to the dormitory and hide under the quilt!"

Wang Hao shouted in a low voice.

Being so frightened by him, Pjanic didn't dare to cry out, and moved his shoulders, trying to control his tear glands.Pjanic only heard the sentence that the game was not over yet, and his eyes were full of hope as he looked towards the goal.

Jonathan Valasiak did not live up to his expectations. The Metz forward sent the ball into the net with a powerful shot. The game temporarily came to 3:3, but Bordeaux missed a round of penalties.

"Call,"

"Call,"

"Shut up!"

Julian Faubert stood in front of the goal, and the Stade de France erupted in deafening boos.

However, Fobert was not disturbed, and after the run-up, he steadily sent the ball into the goal, 4:3.

"If both sides score in the final round, Bordeaux will win the French Cup."

"It's too cruel for Metz, especially Allais. His two wonderful goals can't be exchanged for victory. It's not fair to him at all."

"Pape Dior puts the ball into the net, and it's up to Bordeaux to take the penalty. This ball will decide the Coupe de France."

……

"If this goal is scored, my son can only get the runner-up, right?"

Chu Hongyu didn't know when she started to cry, she covered her mouth and asked in a low voice.

Wang Jianjun shook his head and said nothing, he didn't even dare to watch the penalty kick.

Suddenly, the boos at the Stade de France turned into cheers, Wang Jianjun looked towards the goal, and the Metz players were hugging and celebrating...

"Mills failed to score a penalty kick, and the two sides returned to the same starting line!!!"

"The Bordeaux players are protesting, let's see what just happened?"

The screen cuts back to the replay of the penalty kick just now. It turns out that when Mills took the penalty kick, a Metz fan behind the stands suddenly took off his pants. The disturbed Mills kicked the ball weakly, and Rand Ree Bonifay was firmly under him.

"This is really surprising..."

"Yes."

Deschamps covered his forehead and expressed his hot eyes. He still has the white ass of the Metz fan in his mind: "After playing football for so many years, this is the first time I have seen such a situation. I have to say, Metz fans Really creative."

"It is estimated that his behavior will bring enlightenment to other fans. In order to prevent this situation, UEFA will definitely issue relevant regulations."

"Ervin Pixillo rejected the Bordeaux player's request to re-take the penalty kick. The two sides returned to the same starting line. The next step is to win the golden goal!"

As long as one side scores the ball and the other side fails to score, today's game is over. After 5 rounds, the pressure on the penalty players will be much greater than before.

Julian Francois may have been too nervous and kicked the ball over the crossbar after the run-up, but fortunately Bordeaux's kicker slipped and kicked the ball away, and the two sides entered the seventh round.

Liberia took a deep breath and started the run-up.

boom--

Duang, that powerful shot bounced off the crossbar and into the net.

"5:4, the pressure is all on Bordeaux's side. Fati's expression is very serious. The Bordeaux striker who came off the bench must not have thought that he would face this situation. It's up to him whether he can be dragged into a penalty shootout! "

"Fati started to run up and shoot!"

Landry Bonifay flew to the right at the moment the opponent kicked, "bang", the muffled sound of the ball hitting the glove showed that he made the right choice! ! !

"Landry, you're a fucking hero!"

Wang Huo rushed to the goal in an instant.

"Ahhh!"

Pjanic rushed to the sidelines with his mouth open, almost getting snot in his mouth.

Metz's substitute and the coaching staff rushed into the stadium crazily. There was too much drama in this game, which made their mood fluctuate. At this time, they must be vented.

The Stade de France was shaken.

"champion!"

"champion!"

"we are the champion!"

……

"Congratulations to Metz, congratulations to Allais, won the Charles Simao Cup again after 19 years, today's game is really crazy, whether it is regular time or after the penalty shootout is full of drama, fortunately Metz persisted at last."

"Alai's performance today is unparalleled. The last time he won the championship was also in Paris. Paris is really his blessed land!"

"Metz captain Del Homeo and coach Tadio took over the trophy from President Jacques Chirac. Let us congratulate Metz again. This second division team has shown us with practical actions that in the world of football, there is no What is impossible, thanks to everyone in front of the TV, and I witnessed the miracle in the spring together, let us look forward to their performance in the Europa League next season..."

……

　Aha, my nose is very uncomfortable. The down jacket was scratched before, so I have been wearing cotton clothes. Tonight I have to buy a new one with the roll my brother Dong Ge gave me.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)