our euro cup

Chapter 117 The final score is...

Van der Vaart dribbled the ball in front of me, his movements were so dexterous and light.After all, I just changed into the game, and my physical condition is much better than that of me who played most of the game.I used too many wave tackles in this game, and now I have no strength to put them in. I can only use the blocking technique again, trying to stretch out my feet and block Van der Vaart's position.However, Van der Vaart's ball-handling skills are extraordinary and powerful. It can be said that he is not inferior to Sneijder. He uses a reverse technique, first using the toes of his right foot to push the ball outwards. Then return the ball with the toe of the right foot.I almost lost my position after eating his sway, but I still stopped him desperately, and blocked the direction of his forward breakthrough with my right foot.Van der Vaart was finally delayed for a while, his foot lost control of the ball for a moment, the ball rolled to a position about half a meter away from his foot, and then, with great luck, Cesar came up, "Huh" With one click, the ball was snatched away!

After Cesar grabbed the ball, he quickly kicked it out!Very lucky, Novakovic received the ball in the frontcourt.He immediately turned to attack, but when De Jong appeared in front of him, he again had no confidence to confront De Jong, passed the ball back, and the ball went to Pechnik's feet!
But what can Pechnik do... His legs are also shaking!De Jong let go of Novakovic and quickly approached Pechnik... Poor Pechnik, who was pressed by De Jong, immediately lost the ball!His usual brilliance, his usual ball control, at this moment, have disappeared without a trace!What we saw on the scene, just keep losing the ball, keep losing the ball!

De Jong made some adjustments, and he shot a very high-quality long shot directly in the middle circle!

That ball went straight to our goal like a cannonball!Belleci couldn't react in time. When he saw the ball was flying towards the goal, he suddenly panicked and flew towards the direction of the ball, but it was too late!

"Crack!" A world wave!

In this game, the Dutch team does not know how many goals that can be called the world wave! The score of 7:1 is shocking!We no longer dare to imagine the situation behind, the score of 7:1 is in front of us, all of us have become numb!
We're... once again kicking off at halftime!
"Zago Yeruhovich, how about you shoot again..." Novakovic said.

"Ah?...Why?" I was puzzled: "This game is basically like this. My shot has already been used in front of the Dutchman once. This time, it should not be effective again... Why not give it a try and score another goal through cooperation in the frontcourt?..."

"Zago Yeruhovic...you can see...I don't have any confidence anymore...Neither Pechnik, nor Bielsa, nor Beric...Now the whole team, still not lost on themselves Only you and Cesar are the only ones who want to... If you are not allowed to try this kick, who else can try..." Novakovic said in a low voice, painfully... …

"...Okay...Novakovic...Brother...Thank you for believing in me...Then, I'll give it a try...If I can get in, let's cheer up and face the audience together, okay? ?..."

"Well... Zago Yaruhovic, come on..." Novakovic said silently.

"it is good……"

I walked beyond the top of the center circle. Novakovic and Beric stood in the center circle. When the referee blew the whistle, Novakovic passed the ball to Beric, and Beric played the ball sent back to me...

"It's the last goal... My wave and stardust shot... Please show off your power again...!"

"Boom, boom, boom!!!!!!!"

The huge noise shook the entire stadium!The ball took off with flames and took off again!
De Jong didn't like it, so he ran over desperately, trying to block the ball with his body!But his speed was not fast enough, he just brushed his forehead and the tip of his hair!However, his hair actually emitted blue smoke!Fortunately, after he landed, he felt something strange in his hair, and quickly extinguished the sparks with his hands, so that it didn't lead to disfigurement...

Heitinga also stood up!He hurried to the route where the ball flew!He wanted to push the ball out with his head, but the trajectory of the ball was higher. After Heitinga jumped up, his head just rubbed against the ball, but did not fundamentally change the trajectory of the ball!

However, although the two touches of De Jong and Heitinga did not change the fundamental trajectory of the ball, it still slightly changed the trajectory of the ball...

Therefore, Van der Sar's original judgment was wrong under the two slight changes in the trajectory!By the time Van der Sar realized that there was a problem with the ball, it was too late!

"Snapped!"

……

Holland took the kick, they didn't intend to play any more, forward Robin van Persie passed the ball back to Heitinga in the defence.Heitinga tossed the ball up and down the defense and stopped passing it forward.And we don't have the mind to press any more.With a score like 7:2, any effort before the end of the game is meaningless.

This, perhaps, is the final score.

Although in this game, I scored two wonderful midfield volleys, but...

My many defensive mistakes, my lack of defense assistance, and my various abilities are still far behind the group of world-class stars in the Dutch team!
The most important thing is that we were beaten from the beginning.Our big score loss is more because of our lack of self-confidence, deformed movements, especially... fear in our hearts...

The referee finally blew the whistle to end the game. I knelt on the grass and lost my voice in pain.

I heard crying voices around me... It turns out that I am not the only Slovenian player who feels guilty for such a defeat!
Including Novakovic, including Pechnik, including Cesar, Jokic, Bellec... and so on!Every Slovenian player burst into tears amidst the extreme guilt!
The sky seemed to be darkening, and it began to rain slowly... The players of the Dutch team enthusiastically interacted with the fans in the rain, while we kept crying in the rain... until Captain Cesar stood up first , calling each of us up...

He said: "In any case, we have to be brave, stand up and face our fans!"

We finally stood up and walked collectively to the stands of the Slovenian fans... We extend our most sorrowful apologies to them... and bow deeply in exchange for their forgiveness!
Yet we still heard a lot of "Get out" "You don't deserve to represent Slovenia"... We... have tears in the corners of our eyes again!
……

We finally got back to the locker room.This nightmare is over, but a new journey is about to start again. Do we still have time to wake up from the dream...

(End of this chapter)