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"Goal! Goal! Goal!"

"Suke! Suke! Suke!————"

In the Croatian commentary studio, Krausiewicz excitedly raised his arms and cheered.

He couldn't even sit still. He kept running in circles around the commentary table, kneeling down or making the sign of the cross on his chest. His whole body seemed crazy.

The second goal!

What a precious goal this is!

At this moment, any so-called dignity, composure, and professionalism were thrown out the window.

He is a pure Croatian fan.

The moment of making history is right around the corner!

Nothing is more important than this!

They are about to defeat the powerful Italy, and they are about to break through the quarterfinals of the European Cup. This history has given them the shackles.

They are about to usher in a new history.

At this moment, the entire Croatian interior was boiling like a volcano.

The 4 million people suddenly burst into the hottest cheers.

Every family cheered and shouted.

The men were holding on to their jerseys and making out.

The women hugged each other and cried with joy.

The children's twinkling eyes reflected the figure wearing Croatia's No. 9 jersey on the TV.

That’s right!

He is a hero!

"We are a country that has experienced pain. We have experienced more than ten years of war in this land, but these have not killed our love for football!"

"Looking at the whole world, we are a small country!"

"We only have 4 million people, but Davor Suker told us that even so, we can still shine on the professional stage, and the Grid Army can also become the most watched team in the world!"

"In 1996, they made history for Croatia for the first time. We went through difficult games to reach the quarter-finals of the European Cup!"

"And 12 years later, we ushered in another Suker, two generations of Suker! They wrote different histories at the European Cup twice, but the same thing is that they both played that familiar melody for us!"

“Croatia is a small country and we don’t have many things to be proud of, but football is definitely one of them!”

"He united us as one, made us shout the same name in front of the TV, and made 4 million Croatians move towards the same goal!"

Krauszovich burst into tears.

His eyes were completely gray, but he wiped away his tears again and again, but the corners of his mouth trembled with an unstoppable smile.

That’s right!

These are happy tears!

The camera switched to the stands, where Davor Suker and Boban were celebrating happily.

They hugged each other tightly.

Dawo Suk even took off his suit excitedly and held it in his hands.

He climbed up the railing excitedly, waving the suit in his hand and taking the lead in shouting the name.

Suk! !

Suk! !

Suk! !

The next second, the entire Happel Field.

The voices of tens of thousands of Croatian fans gradually became unified.

A pair of passionate eyes focused on the figure on the court.

The most fanatical shouts erupted from his mouth.

Suk! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ——

Suk! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ——

Suk! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ——

cheer! Shocking!

banner! Hunting and shaking!

There was even a hot breath spreading in the wind.

Summer in Vienna is already hot, but at this moment the temperature seems to have suddenly risen.

The whole stadium became extremely hot.

"Goal!!!!——"

On the court, Mandzukic threw Suker to the ground.

He pressed against Suk and roared excitedly.

Soon, Modric, Srna and others pounced on him.

They howled and shouted.

His voice trembled, and his throat seemed to be trembling.

At this moment, they saw the hope of victory, they saw the hope of making history.

This is extremely important to them.

During the Dinamo Zagrab era, they were all rookies who had just entered the professional arena.

And now, they are wearing national team jerseys and they are fighting for 4 million people.

They represent Croatia.

"Amazing guy!"

Modric rubbed Suk's head.

He was fortunate to have been sent to Bosnia and Herzegovina to play football, where he met Suker.

This is his comrade in the national team.

At the same time, he is also his lifelong partner!

Suk was pressed at the bottom and started to groan.

Sirna heard the sound and said quickly, "Get up! What should I do if I'm injured?"

After everyone heard this, they were about to stand up when Su Ke suddenly said:

"Press for a while longer!" Su Ke's face turned red as he suppressed the pressure: "Put it on a little longer."

Everyone: "."

The second goal completely laid the foundation for Croatia's victory.

At the same time, it also dealt a huge blow to Italy.

There is not much time left.

Italy took the lead in making substitution adjustments.

Two strikers were replaced in succession, Camoranesi and Di Natale.

Croatia made a substitution at the back, with Nick Kovac and Vegic coming on to increase their defensive strength.

After the substitutions are made, the game starts again.

But from this moment on, the stadium was filled with the voices of Croatian fans.

The Italian fans looked towards the stadium with expressions of frustration and disappointment.

Comparing the two sides, there is a very clear difference.

The cheers of the excited Croatian fans filled every moment.

They began to enjoy the game, and they began to appreciate the outstanding performance of the players.

Even though Croatia is currently on the defensive, every successful defense brings waves of cheers from their side.

The time has reached 85 minutes.

There are less than ten minutes left before the end of the game.

Krawsiewicz shouted loudly; "Steady! Steady! Keep the score! Don't give the Italians any chance!"

"Boys, win and open a new chapter in history for us!"

Injury time.

The two sides completed the last substitution.

Su Ke was also substituted.

In the final period, tens of thousands of Croatian fans chanted "defend" in unison.

Offense be damned!

Fucking goals!

They just need to defend!

They just need to keep the score!

As long as they do this, they can create a new history.

"Less than a minute left! There is no hope for Italy! Well done! Boys!"

Kraussiewicz shouted loudly.

His voice was extremely inspiring, and through the microphone, it sent waves of cheers from the people across the country to all corners of Croatia.

Croatia, Zagreb, Tito Square.

Tens of thousands of residents of the Zagreb area gathered here.

Despite the large number of people, there was complete silence.

Everyone is looking at the game that is coming to an end on the big screen.

Although they still led by two goals, this moment was too important and too tense.

The whistle didn't sound and they didn't dare to celebrate.

All eyes are looking towards time.

Time passed little by little, and the referee frequently lowered his head and looked at his watch.

"Blow the whistle!"

"Fuck! Sound the whistle!"

"time has passed!"

"Asshole referee!"

The Croatian people roared with excitement.

However, soon, the camera suddenly focused on the referee, and three sharp whistles sounded.

Beep beep beep! !

The whole game is over!

The 90-minute game is over!

In the quarter-finals of the European Cup 2008, Croatia defeated Italy 2:0.

boom! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ——

At this moment, the entire Tito Square suddenly fell into a boil.

Drinks were tossed in the air, men and women hugging each other and cheering.

Cheers, screams, applause and shouts filled the air above Zaregb.

This is a glorious moment!

It’s a moment that makes history!

After 12 years of silence, Croatia finally took a step forward in the European Cup.

They broke through the quarterfinals and reached the European Cup semifinals for the first time in history!

"Long live!! Long live!!!"

"Suke! Long live!"

"Semifinals! Here we come!!"

"God!! What a great game!"

"Hahaha! We defeated Italy!"

"Forward! Croatia!"

"Well done boys!"

"They are Croatian warriors! No! They are Eastern European knights!"

Boiling Tito Square.

Excited fans jumped and shouted.

Some people even climbed to the top of the statue of the famous artist Derelic and waved flags in their hands.

Yes!

Even though we only reached the semi-finals of the European Cup.

But Croatia is not Italy, not Argentina, and not Brazil.

They don’t have that great history in football.

Therefore, every breakthrough is precious!