six finger demon

Chapter 44 Nightmare Comes True
Lampard's long-range shot inspired the Blues to fight, but also disrupted all the deployment of Mancini.

"Can he score from such a distance? How can he score?"

No matter how the Italians gritted their teeth, the balance of victory began to fall to the Blues.

In the 61st minute, Stam made a steal from the right side of the front court, giving Lazio the first chance to attack in the second half.

"Over there! Over there!" Tang Wu retreated while directing his teammates to make up for them.

When defending, no one has better vision than the goalkeeper.

Corradi kicked a cross from the side, watched the ball flying in the air, Galla headed the ball, and the clearance was not far away.

Seeing this distance, Tang Wu felt a "thump" in his heart.

Why are the defenders always incomplete to clear the siege, it's too fucking worrying!

It's too late, but it's fast.Zauli, who followed, kicked a strong shot from inside the penalty area, and the ball stuck to the turf and flew towards the goal.

"Brother Tang, hold on!"

This is Zhou Haohao's voice all along.

In fact, at the moment of shooting, no one would have such an idea.

Even the on-site commentator only had time to shout: "Lazio shoots!" If you are not familiar with the team, you can't even call out the name of the shooter.

Therefore, for goalkeepers, not only judgments must be quick, but actions must also be quick.

The slightly bowed legs were waiting for this moment, almost like a conditioned reflex, Tang Wu flew to the left.

"Fake!"

Tang Wu really scolded this time.

Under the eyes of everyone, defender Johnson stretched his calf, and the ball hit it and bounced high, flying to the other side of the goal.

"Tang Wu!" Even Huang Jianxiang, who was staring at the screen, only had time to call out Tang Wu's name.

Tang Wu, who threw himself out, quickly let go of all his strength and threw himself to the ground.Then get up as fast as you can and stretch your arms in the opposite direction.

Fortunately, the ball that was blocked was not fast. After it bounced for the second time, Tang Wu's palm that arrived in time pushed it out of the baseline.

After Tang Wu completely resolved the shot, Huang Jianxiang realized that he was already in a cold sweat.

"Too dangerous!"

"The ball was redirected in Johnson's leg."

"Fortunately, Tang Wu reacted quickly and resolved the danger in time."

Changing direction is the most annoying situation for goalkeepers, bar none!

The faster the goalkeeper reacts, the poorer he is in defending the ball from changing directions.

Although you often practice sudden saves against the opposite direction in normal training, how can you "cheat" yourself with all your strength in training?
After Tang Wu pushed the ball out with the last bit of strength, he quickly changed direction and began to bite Tang Wu's body.

Chest tightness was just a small symptom. Tang Wu not only felt out of breath, but also dizziness and nausea.

After lying on the ground and resting for a while, he stood up with Terry's support.

"Tom, well kept it."

"Well kept!"

All the players who returned to the penalty area to defend came over and patted Tang Wu's body. Everyone could see that if Tang Wu hadn't fought hard to save, Lazio might have taken the lead again.

After the game, the "Sun" commented on this save, saying that Tang Wu's save ensured that Chelsea would continue to maintain the draw they had just won, and also showed the flexibility of a world-class goalkeeper.

It is not difficult for Tang Wu to defend the corner kick. As long as the opponent does not kick out, Tang Wu will probably choose to attack.

With a "bang", the clash of fists and the ball woke up the shocking Chelsea players. Lampard, as the midfielder, was the first to rush out.

Then Veron, Duff, and Makelele also rushed out of the penalty area one after another, chasing the ball.

The end of every opponent's attack is the beginning of the Blues' attack.

I don't know how many times I have said this sentence, but only when Tang Wu is on the court, the Blues players will thoroughly implement this tactic.

Tang Wu's position is too far forward, no player is willing to stand behind the goalkeeper.

With a "hula", almost all Chelsea players ran out of the penalty area, leaving two Lazio forwards on the offside line.

Mancini frowned on the sidelines. Serie A teams are good at defending. If they fall behind at the moment of transition between offense and defense, Mancini can consider substituting.

In 65 minutes, both sides made substitutions together.

La Nie used Gronchard to replace Veron, who did not perform well, and Mancini also replaced the goal hero Inzaghi with Mucci.

The Blues' adjustments were the first to bear fruit.

In the 69th minute, after giving way to Lampard in the middle, Glenshire made a breakthrough from the side and sent a second pass. Mutu made a forward shot and was blocked by Stam.

But Peruzzi has already made a save. "Sex Machine" Mutu is always so calm before he shoots.

Chelsea overtook the score 2-1.

From leading to falling behind, Lazio's defense of the penalty area did not achieve results.Forced into desperation, he began to attack.

Liverani and Fiore replaced Stankovic and Zauri one after another, but Tang Wu made wonderful saves again and again, defusing all the attacks of the Italians.

In 81 minutes, Odo made a cross from a 45-degree angle.

The lion shook his head 14 yards in front of Corradi's goal, and the ball quickly threw a falling arc and hung to the far corner.

As the ball fell, a white and green glove flew into the path of the ball at the same time. After a crisp sound of "bang", Tang Wu lifted the ball that was almost bound to go into the crossbar.

"TOM! TOM! TOM!" Before Tang Wu fell from the sky, all the Blues fans stood up and applauded Tang Wu's rescue.

Seeing Zhou Haohao being so excited, dancing and laughing, Zhou Yanping became more and more puzzled.

"This kid is called Tang Wu, right? He seems to be a Chinese?"

After Lazio accumulated energy throughout the game, the attacks that erupted wave after wave. In the 87th minute, the Lazio Blues got a set kick in a good position on the right side of the penalty area.

"This may be Lazio's last chance." Staring at the timer, Huang Jianxiang licked the corner of his mouth and said.

As a Serie A fan, what Huang Jianxiang looks forward to most at the moment is to end the game quickly and let Chelsea, the Premier League team, win.

Chelsea's victory is Tang Wu's victory; Tang Wu's victory is the Chinese player's victory!
"Okay, okay, stand still, stand still!" After commanding the wall, Tang Wu stopped his voice and stood on the goal line, waiting for a free throw.

"Eh? Why is this scene so familiar?"

Staring at the human wall in front of him and the defenders in the penalty area, Tang Wu felt a sense of déjà vu.

"Hiss~~~ I seem to have seen this scene somewhere!"

As the free throw approached, Tang Wu's thoughts suddenly wandered.

This is impossible.

Just like the students in class, they couldn’t listen carefully for 45 minutes anyway; almost 90 minutes passed, no matter how focused Tang Wu was, he slipped away inadvertently.

Mu Qi glanced at the human wall, and after a few short run-up steps, he quickly swung his right leg and swung the ball across the human wall.

As an excellent goalkeeper, Tang Wu's body reacted to the oncoming ball even during the slippage.

Out of muscle memory, Tang Wu moved a step to the right, stretched his arms, and knelt on one knee.

When the spinning ball overlapped with the scene in the dream, Tang Wu woke up suddenly.

"Fuck! Not good!"

Just as he cursed secretly, there was a muffled sound after the impact in his chest.

Tang Wu exhausted his last bit of strength, controlled his right knee to go down again, and pressed hard against the turf.

The touch of the turf just came to the knee, and the arms that had been tense for an hour and a half suddenly twitched.

After the ball hit the unstretched arm with a huge rotation, it quickly bounced towards Tang Wu's lower body.

There was another muffled "bang", but this time only Tang Wu heard the impact.

Then, there was no sound.

On the Stamford Bridge, Tang Wu fell to his knees, bowed like a shrimp, and buried his head in his knees.

Terry, who formed the human wall, jumped forward and turned his head for the first time, only to find that the ball just shot had disappeared.

"Wow!" A second later, the silent Stamford Bridge fell into jubilation again.This time, Tang Wu still kept his original posture, kneeling on the spot.

"Hey, Tom!" Terry was the first to run over and leaned over to ask about Tang Wu's situation. "How are you?"

Amidst the noise of the fans, Tang Wu slowly raised his head.Glancing at Terry in front of him, then at the Lazio players receding, he slowly got up with the ball in his arms.

"John, I'm fine."

"Phew, it's fine!" Terry let out a long breath, and winked at the Norwegian referee in the distance who was also paying attention here, indicating that Tang Wu was fine.

After Tang Wu stood up, he turned his head subconsciously.

Although the ball is in his hands, Tang Wu always has the feeling that the ball is behind him.

Wiping the sweat off his forehead and taking a few deep breaths, his beating heart calmed down.

The world only saw Tang Wu holding the free kick just now tightly in his arms, but no one knew that at that moment, the ball was almost ejected twice from Tang Wu's body and went into the net from Tang Wu's wicket.

(End of this chapter)