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Chapter 78 Don't Give Paris Any Chance! [Sixth Update]

"Maybe a draw is a reasonable outcome for both sides."

"Paris Saint-Germain's attack was fierce, but Monaco's defense was also very tenacious."

"Sunshine's individual performance is excellent, but he is actually not very useful now. Because Monaco's attackers have all been replaced, he now lacks support in the frontcourt. After all, he is not the kind of striker who can complete the raid, breakthrough and shooting by himself. He is not Ronaldo - I mean the Brazilian who has retired."

"If this game ends in a draw, the difference between the two sides will still be one point. The French Ligue 1 is still full of suspense. Any mistake made by the two teams will change the situation in the standings."

The commentators all felt that the game might end in a draw.

But both head coaches were nervous.

Four minutes of time.

Who knows what could happen?
That year, Manchester United scored two goals in injury time to reverse Bayern and win the Champions League.

In the world of football.

Scoring a goal may just be a matter of a blink of an eye.

The sun is always in the forefront.

After strengthening the defense in the midfield and backcourt.

Monaco had the ball more often.

However, due to the lack of support in the frontcourt, it is very difficult to launch a direct counterattack.

The Suns had a hard time finding help in the frontcourt.

So, when Fabinho cleared the ball from Lavezzi's feet.

Moutinho pressed down with both hands.

"Don't worry!"

he shouted.

Then he turned around and asked for the ball.

Then he directed Fabinho to press forward.

before this.

After getting the ball, Monaco players often kick the ball long enough to get it over Yangguang's head.

But this is too inefficient.

On the one hand, if Yang Guang headed the ball, he would not be able to find his teammates.

on the other hand.

It would be very difficult for him to stop the ball by himself.

The other party must be taking special care of him.

And even if he stopped, it would be difficult for him to threaten the opponent's goal - in order to avoid falling into the opponent's offside trap, his position was in the center circle.

That position.

Even if Sunshine gets the ball.

What's the use of it?
Veteran Moutinho turned his head and looked at the time on the big screen.

91 minutes.

Three minutes to go.

Even if you can't score.

It is also best not to waste any ball possession easily.

His actions quickly made several veteran players of Monaco understand what he meant.

Toulalan immediately came over to support, and before Rabio came up to defend, Moutinho passed the ball to Toulalan.

at the same time.

The French veteran passed the ball forward directly on the ground without stopping.

Yangguang got the ball with his back to the basket in the center circle and protected it.

Then he waited for Fabinho to come up from the right and passed the ball to Fabinho, then turned around and moved forward.

"Counterattack! Monaco's counterattack is coming!!"

to the exclamations of the commentators.

After several consecutive passes, Monaco broke through Paris Saint-Germain's high pressing.

Sunshine, Fabinho and Bakayoko are all rushing forward.

But they lack speed
Besides the sunshine.

Neither Fabinho nor Bakayoko are attackers.

Therefore, the players of Paris Saint-Germain surpassed them in a large number and took up their defensive positions.

Fabinho only had time to move forward a dozen meters before he was entangled by the defensive player.

He hurriedly protected the ball and waited for support from his teammates.

Moutinho has come cruising up.

The Portuguese midfielder is not fast either, and Lavezzi is chasing and defending him.

Fabinho passed the ball diagonally forward.

The ball was a bit too far.

This is also a sign that physical strength has reached exhaustion.

"oops"

In the commentary booth, some commentators sighed with regret.

Moutinho was chasing the ball with gritted teeth, and Maxwell was also chasing in front of him.

Fortunately, Paris Saint-Germain players all returned to the middle when they returned to defense.

The side roads are relatively empty.

therefore.

Moutinho was able to touch the ball before Maxwell.

But he couldn't do anything further.

Because he was being pursued from both sides.

under these circumstances.

The Portuguese glanced into the penalty area.

Just take a guess!

He didn't slow down, but threw his center of gravity forward and hooked the ball to the front of the penalty area.

The football flew into the air.

Yangguang had already run to the penalty area line at this time.

He looked up and saw the ball flying high towards him.

The ball was high and floating.

The landing point was a little behind him.

He hurriedly stopped, turned around, turned his back to the goal, and blocked Thiago Silva who was about to rush out to clear the ball.

At the same time, he looked left and right.

Fabinho tried to rush over to help, but ended up colliding with Rabiot who was returning to defense.

After Moutinho passed the ball, he fell to the ground and slid out of the field.

In other words, he had no help at all.

There is no option to head the ball to a teammate.

The second option is to head the ball directly into the goal from this position.

But the distance is too far, and it is basically no different from heading the ball back to the goalkeeper.

He could only choose to stop the ball first.

He opened his arms and stuck Thiago Silva.

This is really a tough central defender.

He used his chest to pad the ball and it fell from the air.

He felt the other party take a small step back.

What does the other party want to do?
At this moment.

Yangguang's head is like a CPU running at full power.

Yes, he must be thinking of waiting for me to stop the ball and then coming up to interfere with the ball at my feet.

He must have predicted that I was going to stop the ball on the ground, and then the moment I stopped the ball, he stretched out his foot to get in position and poked the ball away!
Thiago Silva's anticipation and ground defense skills are excellent.

He has been waiting for this opportunity!

Yangguang stared at the falling football, stretched out his foot, and the football landed on the instep of his foot as if it was stuck there.

Sunshine gritted his teeth.

He decided to take a risk.

Before the football landed on the ground, his ankle suddenly shook, and the football flew up again and flew towards his left side.

Thiago Silva kept his eyes on the ground. He did not continue to stick close to the ball. Instead, he waited for the sun to stop the ball on the ground, and then he would pounce to intercept the ball.

The reason why he took such a risk.

This is because Paris Saint-Germain has enough defensive players in the penalty area.

Monaco's only offensive player is Yang Guang.

So he decided to take a chance.

Try to steal the ball and then launch a quick attack.

There is not much time left for Paris Saint-Germain.

But right now.

He didn't see the football hit the ground.

why?
He had clearly made sufficient preparations to stop the ball?!
Thiago Silva was shocked.

At this moment, he heard a huge noise from the stands: boos, cheers, and exclamations.

He looked up suddenly.

The big guy from Monaco is turning around!

What about football?
Out of the corner of his eye he saw the football had already flown up in a small slanted parabola and was now falling from the left side of his head.

"Sunshine. Pick up the ball and turn around? Oh"

The last defensive move Thiago Silva could make at this time was to lean his body suddenly towards the sunlight.

At this time, Yangguang had already turned around, with his left foot as the axis, and his body's center of gravity completely tilted to the left. At the same time, his right foot had already been raised.

Thiago Silva's squeeze actually helped Sunshine maintain its center of gravity.

To others, it seemed that Yangguang was leaning against Thiago Silva.

At the same time, the right foot swept towards the football like a whip.

"YANNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNG!!"

Amid the commentators' roars.

The toe of Yangguang's right foot swept across the lower middle part of the football, and the football left his toes and flew upwards.

After reaching the highest point, it began to fall.

A very exaggerated parabola.

Before goalkeeper Delap pounced.

The football has hit the crossbar and gone into the goal!

"Sunshine!! Sunshine!! Aaaaaaaaaah!!!"

Omar, the poet-narrator, is now reduced to this meaningless roar.

Such an explosive goal.

Such a crucial moment.

Any language now seems pale.

“A decisive blow!!!!”

He finally remembered something.

Started screaming the word.

But he soon discovered.

Even though it was a buzzer beater, it was difficult to accurately describe the shock he felt after seeing this ball.

Because this is definitely not just a one-time kill!

"This is a goal that can compete for the Puskas Award! The scene of this goal will be forever engraved in the history of Ligue 1. If Monaco can win the league championship this season, we can see this goal almost every season in the future! Oh my God! I really can't find any words to describe the shock in my heart!"

"A decisive blow! A decisive blow! A decisive blow!!"

"3-2, Monaco is leading, they took the lead in the 92nd minute of the game!"

“Although winning this game won’t allow them to immediately win the French Ligue 1 title, there is no doubt that the championship is already tilting towards them!”

“This is the best game of the season so far!”

"Yangguang's goal reminded me of the way that Bergkamp scored, but it was more difficult. He received a pass that was not very good. It was difficult for him to handle the ball well, not to mention that he had to jump the ball, turn around, and volley."

"Sunshine! He is Monaco's god of war! He scored the 32nd league goal of the season. His presence makes Monaco fans firmly believe that as long as he is on the field, he is invincible!"

Many commentators threw all the compliments they could think of at this time at Yangguang.

on the field.

The Paris players either covered their faces with their hands or put their hands on their hips and lowered their heads. They were the background for the Monaco players who were now running past them one by one.

Whether it's the players on the field or on the bench.

They have now rushed to the corner flag area.

Like a stack of human figures, one after another pressed on top.

Crazy goal celebration.

Yalding knelt on the ground and clenched his hands into fists.

He roared madly.

He is about to reach a height that Monaco could not reach during its golden age!
This is a team with a bright future!

Yes.

They are so young.

Even next year, the average age of this team will be only twenty-three years old!

They will shock the whole of Europe in the European arena!

He wants to lead this team and create a youth storm in Europe!

Yalding was full of heroic spirit at this time.

As long as the sun doesn't leave Monaco.

His team can compete with any top club!
The Parc des Princes has become a city of silence.

Only the cheers of Monaco fans became the protagonist here.

But this cheer was louder than the previous one.

It's really not worth mentioning - the difference in numbers is there.

The camera swept across the stands.

What entered the camera were the heartbroken Paris fans.

See this scene.

Paris commentator Nacional sighed.

he knows.

It was no longer possible for Paris Saint-Germain to win this game.

One minute left.

Paris Saint-Germain's players did fail to launch an effective attack.

They were all somewhat stunned by the sunlight.

They took the lead twice, but were equalized by Sunshine both times.

at last.
This guy also scored a hat trick.

Overtake the score!
This gave the Paris Saint-Germain players an illusion.

seem
No matter how many goals they score.

That Chinese man always manages to turn the situation around.

Think about it this way.

Any morale and fighting spirit they had disappeared.

The remaining minute became time for Monaco fans to celebrate.

As the buzzer sounded at the end of the game.

Monaco fans inside and outside the stadium cheered.

Cheers surrounded the Parc des Princes.

"The game is over! The game is over! Monaco defeated Paris Saint-Germain away from home. They are 4 points ahead of Paris in the standings!"

Omar shouted.

4 points difference.

This score difference already means.

Monaco is now the favorite to win the league!
Whether you can win the championship.

It will all depend on them!

The camera was fixed firmly on the sunlight.

"It's more accurate to say that Paris Saint-Germain lost to Sunshine than to Monaco. He scored three goals in the game and helped the team to grab three points at the Parc des Princes!"

"Monaco's young team has already created a whirlwind in the French Ligue 1."

in the lens.

Yangguang kept high-fiving and hugging his teammates.

Every Monaco player came up to hug him.

Some people had tears in their eyes and were so excited that they were incoherent.

They all knew that if it hadn't been for the sunshine, they would have definitely lost at the Parc des Princes.

And now.

They can move forward firmly towards the championship.

Monaco's players did not celebrate too much at the Parc des Princes.

Although Paris will not be so stingy as to hastily turn off the lights, water the grass and chase people away, there is no need to celebrate lavishly in someone else's home stadium.

Wait until we get back to the locker room.

It's time to celebrate.

The players cheered, clapped their hands on the table, and sprayed champagne as the music played.

This match will be followed by two weeks of international matches.

That's why Yalding allowed them to celebrate so happily.

However, he still went into the locker room to remind everyone: "Everyone, winning this game is certainly gratifying, but I want to remind you that there are still eight games in the league!"

"Now is not the time to relax."

"The boss is right, we must not give Paris any chance!"

"Roar!"

The crowd chanted.

"Don't give Paris any chance! Absolutely!"

(End of this chapter)