football fight

Exhausted
"Ah!" A clear scream came to the fans stands, and someone on the field was injured.

Mu Dingyong, who was protecting the ball, was kicked to the heel during the entanglement with the Australian team's high center forward Zambi. It was the position of the Achilles tendon that caused him severe pain.

"Isn't this considered a foul? Shouldn't he be given a yellow card?" Several players from the Chinese team surrounded him, complaining in English and gesturing.

But the referee ignored them. Instead, he called the foul Zambi aside and gave a few verbal warnings.

"This referee is too dark!" The fans were very dissatisfied with the penalty, and at the same time were very worried about the direction of the game. "There is not much time! Hold on!"

"45, you and Ding Yong lean back, step back a little on both sides, let Cheng Qiyang organize the front attack, all move, and the defense must keep up." Cheng Youcheng called Di Xiaoliang to his side and explained how many times sentence.

There is not much time left in the game, Australia's offensive is still unabated, and the Chinese team, which has invested a lot of energy in defense, seems a little tired.

After simple treatment by the team doctor, Mu Dingyong stood up again, returned to the field, and continued to play.

Cheng Youcheng didn't plan to change players anymore. The group of people on the field are the most persistent. He believes that this group of people can do it.

On the bench, no one is sitting now, they are all standing on the sidelines, waiting nervously.

They waited for victory, but also for possible defeat.

"Come on, come on! Today we are here to let the once dark Chinese football go to the light!" Di Xiaoliang said to his teammates with all his strength after explaining to his teammates that he had completed the arrangements for Youcheng.

"Team China! Come on! Team China! Come on!" The cheering and cheering that has been going on for decades is still resounding in the stadium.

Kong Pengyu adjusted his shortness of breath. He had never been so tired before. Every cell in his body seemed to be sinking. His legs seemed to be rooting into the grass, and it was difficult to pull them out.

He knows that he is not the only one who feels this way, and everyone on the field is making the final persistence, and what sustains their persistence is that belief—the belief that Chinese football will go to the world again.

In the 90th minute of the game, the Australian team, which had besieged the Chinese team's goal for a few minutes, won another corner kick.

Zambi was so conspicuous in the crowd that it was difficult to restrain Battelle when he was on the court. The Chinese team asked Yu Fei and Mu Dingyong to defend him together.

The left corner kick was taken, and the ball was aimed at Zambi's high point. The angle was good, but the height was a little low.

Di Xiaoliang jumped up and pushed the ball out. The attacker did not touch the ball in the penalty area, and the ball had already been pushed out of the penalty area.

No. 11 Gloria, who got the ball from outside the penalty area, wanted to cross again. Zheng Yubao ran out frantically, and blocked Gloria's pass.

Cheng Qiyang quickly ran towards the ball that popped out, grabbed it and started running towards the Australian team's half court. The ball may be cleared, but there is nothing better than offense to defend!
The Australian team, whose physical strength was also greatly reduced, began to return to defense, forcing Cheng Qiyang to the right to narrow the distance between him and him.

Cheng Qiyang moved his big foot directly to the left, and the ball slid across a wide range of the court with an obvious arc trajectory, and landed on the left side of the court.

Wan Xiaojiang, who was physically exhausted but still full of vitality, took the lead, grabbed the ball without slowing down, and ran towards the Australian team's penalty area.

The opponent's defensive player in the middle rushed over and bumped into Wan Xiaojiang sideways, almost causing him to stagger to the ground, but after a quick adjustment, Wan Xiaojiang regained control of the ball.

However, he couldn't take it any longer, the opponent was much taller than him, and this violent impact made him a little dizzy.

"Hey! Wan Xiaojiang!" Kong Pengyu rushed over!Let Wan Xiaojiang, who hadn't decided how to handle the ball, see the light all of a sudden!

He didn't accelerate along the right side where he was originally, as if he had changed his role, like Xu Wenli's attacking midfielder, to help the attacker.

Kong Pengyu caught the ball and pulled it back. He sensed the existence of the Australian player following him and avoided the opponent's interception.

Timing, position, and angle are all available. Kong Pengyu sent a precise through ball, passed through the last scattered defensive formation of the Australian team, and rushed to the penalty area. Meng Hezhou led the ball, adjusted, and shot suddenly!

The ball went in!The score became 2:0!This could be a game-killing goal!

"Ahhh!" The players and staff on the bench screamed and rushed towards Meng Hezhou who scored the goal. Some of them cried out hot tears from the corners of their eyes.

"I knew it! I knew it!" A fan also burst into tears. No one knew what he knew, only that he was happy for this goal.

"Beep! Beep! Beep!" A few minutes later, the referee blew the whistle to end the game.

The players of the two teams fell on the field exhausted, and the excited players on the bench of the Chinese team rushed into the field.

In this game, the Chinese team won!In the two rounds, the Chinese team won!
They have passed the last strong enemy in the Asian qualifiers. To go to Qatar, they still need to defeat another Central and North American opponent.

No one cares about the future now, everyone is living in the present, and the ecstasy and excitement of the present makes them happy.

Focusing on this happiness is what they really should do now, and their persistence and support are worthwhile.

(End of this chapter)