Football: I am a goalkeeper, averaging 1 goal per game

After taking the ball, Zitan sprinted with the ball amid Xu Jin's roar.

He is fast.

Although not as good as Xu Jin and Bailey.

But he has another advantage.

That is a strong body.

Zitan with the ball, under the double-team of the Newcastle players, actually protected the ball and squeezed past two Newcastle players who came to intercept the ball.

Zitan and the ball, come near the center line of the court!

Because of Newcastle's attack, most of their players were invested.

Now stay in the Newcastle half, except for the opponent's goalkeeper.

There are only three defensive players.

Two of them were standing on the sidewalk.

There is only one person in the middle of the stadium!

So now as long as Zitan dribbles the ball across the center line and the defensive players in the middle, it can be said to be unimpeded!

Zitan was excited.

As a striker, he can score goals, especially those who ride thousands of miles and ride alone.

It would be a lie to say that you are not excited!

Moreover, since Xu Jin's official debut, he began his performance like a god descending from the earth.

Zitan, the authentic striker of Middlesbrough, has scored fewer goals than Xu Jin, the goalkeeper.

How could he be balanced?

breakthrough!

breakthrough!

I want to score!

I want to tell the fans!

I, Ztan Isavic, can score goals too!

With force under his feet, Zitan dribbled the ball across the center line in one step.

The Newcastle defender closest to him has rushed to him.

Facing Zitan like a bull.

Newcastle defensive players can only choose to tackle on the ground.

They Newcastle are 2 goals behind.

Now, only 11 minutes have passed since the start of the game.

If Zitan is allowed to take the ball again, he will score a goal.

Then they will fall behind by 3 goals at their home court before halftime in the first half!

This is an unacceptable result for Newcastle!

The three young men in the Northeast of English football.

Among them, Newcastle has relatively the best results.

Now, they have received funding and sponsorship from local tyrants in the Middle East.

Both players and fans have automatically separated themselves from the two cities of Middlesbrough and Sunderland.

They no longer want to be called the "Three Young Masters of the Northeast".

They prefer to call themselves "big7"!

Therefore, at home, the "bum by the sea" and "poor smog" who were looked down upon by them took the lead.

It is absolutely unacceptable to them.

To score!

Go ahead!

To win!

Let these pigs by the sea understand.

They Middlesbrough are no longer worthy of being our mortal enemy of Newcastle!

Driven by such a state of mind.

The Newcastle defenders tackled big.

Even sneakers are no longer heading towards football.

The direction of movement of the soles of the sneakers is Zitan's ankle.

Seeing this, Zitan, who was dribbling the ball, was shocked.

Quickly adjusted his center of gravity, he planned to pick the ball and jump over the Newcastle defender who was shoveling.

however.

The moment Zitan just jumped up.

He suddenly felt a force behind him, pulling him down forcefully.

tear.

Zitan clearly heard the sound of clothes unraveling.

What followed was a severe pain in the ankle!

"what!"

Lost the ball, Zitan fell to the ground.

He fell on the grass, holding his left ankle with his hands, his face full of pain.

beep!

The whistle sounded and the game was suspended.

The teammates of Mibao were all shocked when they saw Zitan's painful appearance.

Qiqi ran towards the direction where Zitan fell to the ground.

The two Newcastle players standing beside Zitan raised their hands innocently.

"Ztan! What's wrong with you?"

The first to arrive was Hamilton.

He looked at Zitan's face covered in cold sweat, and felt a chill in his heart.

As a teammate, he is very aware of Zitan's physical fitness and willpower.

He's definitely not going to fake an injury in order to get a free-kick, or whatever.

And Zitan's pale lips can't be faked just by pretending!

"Fuck Nima!"

Hamilton took a step forward angrily and pushed hard the Newcastle player who held Zitan's jersey from behind when Zitan was about to pick the ball and take off.

The Newcastle player was pushed back a step by Hamilton.

Raising his eyebrows, he suddenly fell to the ground clutching his chest in pain!

"Fake!"

The furious Hamilton took a step forward, bent down and pointed at the Newcastle player who was lying on the ground, screaming in pain and gesturing to the referee.

"You coward! Don't play dead here! You coward!"

"Referee! Red card!"

The Newcastle coach standing on the sidelines pointed at Hamilton: "Isn't this a red card for attacking players!"

"Fack! Pigs by the sea! You want to fight, don't you?"

"Bastard, dare to act wild in our Newcastle! Don't you want to live?"

"Pigs! Shit! Savages!"

The Newcastle fans in the stands also uttered vicious curses.

"Miburg players! Back off!"

The referee arrived.

At this time, the Newcastle player lying on the ground said with a miserable face: "Referee, he hit me! He attacked the player!"

Hearing this, Hamilton immediately said loudly: "I just pushed him lightly! He's pretending!"

"Push? You hit it!"

"Hamilton, bullying my brother, do you want to court death?"

"Your players are maliciously pulling people! Haven't you seen what Zitan looks like?"

"Spencer, get the hell out of here, if you dare to point at Hamilton again, I will make you die ugly."

For a while, the court fell into extreme chaos.

Players from Middlesbrough and Newcastle gathered together.

Now, a little spark might just be all it takes.

It can instantly detonate the anger in the hearts of the players on both sides.