Football: I can save 100% of penalties

Lecco's coach Spanoni looked dignified on the sidelines.

After he retired from the Serie A team, he became the head coach of the Serie B team.

Richer experience, let him see it at a glance.

This save is definitely not that simple.

He loudly reminded the players to be extra careful.

However, Evans just nodded, still dissatisfied.

Even the main goalkeeper can't play, it must be because of luck.

Taking a step back, even if he is really strong, it is impossible to save his next goal.

He was the striker who almost became the top scorer in Serie C.

Kick-off in the middle circle.

Lecco's midfielder Hasid passed the ball to the backcourt.

Naples center Thomson quickly stepped forward to press, and the ball was quickly transferred to the left.

Several Napoli players surrounded Hasid.

Double attack.

But the technical gap is a bit big. Hasid dunked with his right foot and then swiped with his left foot.

A not-so-beautiful, but practical croquette that passed the two of them.

Immediately afterwards, he rubbed his right foot by the way.

The ball flew accurately to the feet of Molo Sad who was going forward.

Naples' defense has only 2 defenders left.

Everyone was nervous.

Molossad made a long-distance attack, faced Roy with a beautiful dunk with a shovel, and passed it easily.

Zhou Bai stared at the ball closely, taking a defensive stance.

Is it a direct shot, or to form a single shot.

Only 75 or so sports goal saving ability.

It made it impossible for Zhou Bai to see clearly the opponent's striker's intentions.

Molossad had already passed the front line of the big penalty area at this time, and when he entered the small penalty area, he wanted to raise his foot and shoot angrily.

"Beep."

foul.

Kasa formed a single knife in front of his eyes, fell directly to the ground and shoveled Molossad to the ground.

"Foul, this is a foul..."

Lecco's head coach Spanoni yelled.

The referee observed and fell to the ground hugging the Lecco player whose legs were rolling.

Facing Casa directly, then pointing to the sidelines.

"Red card."

Sent off directly.

The fans were arguing again.

"Idiot referee, will you give a penalty? Shouldn't you be given a yellow card first?"

"The defense is a piece of shit, go home"

"It's another penalty kick, can Zhou save it? It's very difficult."

"rnm, this has become 1:3 again, refund the money..."

Cavani glanced at the helpless Cannavaro beside him.

"This time we have to rely on Zhou Bai to save Naples again."

"Can the miracle happen again? It's impossible to save two penalty kicks in a row.!"

"Not sure!" Cavani's eyes were firm, "Cannavaro, why don't we take a gamble"

"What are you gambling?"

"If, this time, he can still save this penalty. Next time, how about you accompany me to the head coach and let Zhou come for a trial training?"

"What?" Cannavaro was stunned.

"Are you serious? Do you really want Zhou Bai to come to Serie A?"

"Yes, how about it, bet or not."

"Okay, I'll bet! What if you lose?"

"Losing? If you lose, how about giving you my limited-edition Ferrari?"

Cannavaro agreed instantly, he had been greedy for that Ferrari for a long time.

However, after thinking about it, he asked with a strange face

"You are so optimistic about Zhou Bai, could he be your illegitimate child?"

"Fuck you, what are you thinking. Look, the penalty kick is ready to be taken."

On the court, Casa, who received a red card, shook his head in frustration.

Walking to Zhou Bai's side, he solemnly patted him on the shoulder.

"Zhou, I can only do this, and leave the rest to you!"

"I've trusted you since your trials, my instincts as a defender, trust you."

"You can definitely save Naples.!"

Looking at the limping figure of Kasa, Zhou Bai was moved and felt a heavy responsibility.

"Don't worry, leave the penalty to me"

He said softly, pointing to Molossad who had set up the ball, stretched out his finger and ticked it.

"You, come here!"

This scene shocked the players and fans alike.

It was the first time I saw such an arrogant goalkeeper.

The fans started yelling this frantically, booing the penalty shooters.

Molossad was enraged by Zhou Bai's move.

However, the perennial striker experience soon calmed him down.

For penalty kicks, the most important thing is to be calm and withstand the pressure.

Having figured this out, Molossad looked at Zhou Bai contemptuously.

"You were lucky last time. This time, let's see how I can penetrate your goal."

Backed away slowly, paused and started running.

Zhou Bai waved his arms and slowly closed his eyes.

That's right, everyone closed their eyes in amazement.

He could feel the red lines coming from the ball across the goal.

Which direction is it this time?

He is waiting.

Morozad controlled his figure, accelerated in the middle distance, and rushed to the ball.

A slight speed change, the left arm swung out, and the body leaned slightly to the left.

Lift your right foot high.

Heavy shelling?

At this moment, Zhou Bai opened his eyes.

There are only two lines around.

In the upper right corner of a line, in the dead corner of the goal, it looks like a powerful shot.

There is also a weird arc, which is a lob shot, located in the middle.

The stats are bouncing as the ball is about to be touched.

Morozad kicked hard with his right foot, but the moment he touched the ball.

Suddenly, a weird variation.