Football: Guards with knives, shovel Ronaldo at the beginning

"Louis, Louis!"

"Huh? What's the matter, dear."

"I should ask what's wrong with you. It's been a few days, and you've been unhappy." A pair of dexterous hands clung to the man's chest and brushed gently.

Like a spring breeze, it eased the restlessness in his heart.

"Don't worry, it's nothing." Saying so, the mountains and rivers between the eyebrows have not been smoothed.

A careful woman will naturally not miss these details: "Is it because of that Frenchman?"

"Sophia, don't read those reports, you know, I'm the best!"

"Of course, you are the best one, and you will always be the best one, whether at home or on the court." The woman smiled like a flower, and in her heart, he will always be the strongest man.

The two have been together since they were 15 years old.

For so many years, no matter how poor or rich, he never left.

She knows the ambition of the man in front of her better than anyone else.

That is the ambition of the world's number one striker.

Every time she heard it, it made her feel a little swayed.

Thinking of this, the woman's hands slowly lowered, "Come on, let's conquer your world."

The surge of sweat and hormones lit up this sad night.

...

Suarez watched as the football flew out of nowhere from where the three fought.

Everything is so sudden.

Michael Dawson, who defended him, was stuck in his position.

What should we do now?

Football is coming.

"Louis! Get out of the way!"

A roar sounded from behind, it was Giroud's voice.

It's him?

After hesitating for 0.1 second, Suarez gritted his teeth, yes, he gritted his teeth!

He dashed into the restricted area.

In the air, Michael Dawson of 192 and Giroud of 193 seem to be the duel charge of two medieval knights!

Turn your head.

An unforgettable scene appeared before his eyes.

Giroud knocks Michael Dawson away in the air.

Neither touched football.

Is it my left foot?

Suarez seemed a little unprepared.

The outstretched feet seemed to hesitate.

"Oops!"

"Suarez stopped the ball!" Zhan Jun's tone was full of regret, as if the opportunity had disappeared.

"I remember a saying that if you don't feel comfortable with a ball, then it probably wasn't passed to you?" Pony added timidly.

"It's not the same...he just simply didn't expect the ball to pass to him..."

Suarez looked a little flustered.

He rushed straight towards the bottom line of the penalty area's ribs.

After the football hit his left foot, he went straight out of the line, and it seemed that everything had become irreparable.

Gerrard and Lucas in the middle have already outflanked to the 12-yard line at this time.

They are all waiting for Suarez to pass.

At this moment, there is only one voice in his mind:

"Luis, come on, I know you are the best, when you hesitate, shoot!"

For my Sophia! !

shoot!

At this moment, Lindy felt very sorry. Did he not pass the ball well and did not consider Michael Dawson at 192?

But the next second.

Most of the English shouted disorganized:

"Holy f*ckingsh*t!!"

"Jesus Christ!!"

"Inconceivable!!"

The Huaxia fans in front of the TV are much more unified, no matter men, women or children:

"Fuck!!!"

Of course, there are also very few who are not the same: "Lying down a big hole!!"

After Lao Zhan was stunned for a second:

"Break the door at a zero-degree angle!"

"This ball is amazing!"

"Suarez, let us remember this Uruguayan's name today!"

"He shot through Tottenham's goal with a stunning shot!"

"1 to 1, Liverpool equalized the score!"

Still staring at the goal in a daze, I couldn't believe it was a shot from my left foot.

A zero-degree angle shot against the foot?

Glancing at the referee's gestures and the rushing teammates.

Suarez finally realized that it was his own fucking doing!

He flew to the corner flag area, "Sophia, did you see that? I did it!"

Then, he was overwhelmed by his teammates.

Lin Di carefully stroked Su Ya's head, for fear that his hands would be "squeezed" to the teeth by accident.

While thinking: This is [State Banquet Chef], it seems that we will consider charging in the future.

Dalgliesh clenched his fists tightly, "Fu*k, that's what I want!"

The fans at the scene lost their voices collectively. This shot came too fast, too fast, and too weird!

They didn't even see how the ball got in.

Everyone stared at the replay on the big screen at White Hart Lane.

When the football is close to the bottom line, goalkeeper Gomez has also noticed Gerrard outflanking in front of the goal.

No way, he is so dazzling.

Even if the captain's armband has been removed, no team can ignore his existence.

The same goes for Gomez.

But just the moment he left the near post.

The football gallops with a strong spin.

Although his reaction is fast enough.

Stretch out your right hand as hard as you can, and look back at the moon!

But the football flew into the net anyway.

In a way that no one expected.

After watching the replay, Lao Zhan couldn't help but sigh with emotion: "This is a goal belonging to the Liverpool collective!"

"Lindy's imaginative pass and Giroud's desperate struggle created a chance for Suarez to shoot!"

"The running positions of Gerrard and Lucas attracted the vision of goalkeeper Gomez, and finally made this goal!"

"Of course, we have to sigh, Suarez's sense of smell in front of the goal and the spirituality of shooting!"

"The Uruguayan striker who came to Liverpool from Ajax in the winter window last season, only scored 13 goals in the previous 4 appearances. Many people are questioning Dalglish's signing policy and vision! "

"What's more, directly say that this Uruguayan is not suitable for the Premier League."

"Now, he answers all doubts with a resounding slap in the face."

The people at Tottenham were a little helpless in the face of this fairy ball.

But the race has just begun, nothing more than returning to the starting line.

The singing in White Hart Lane resumed.

And Tottenham's offense also began to continue.

The game time is 13 minutes.

Bell once again turned on the second gear mode to attack Liverpool's wing.

But with previous experience, Enrique's eyes have been staring at Bell's...clothes...

as predicted!

Bell wants to score twice with him!

Scholars can't be humiliated!

Enrique has a quick eye and a quick hand!

He grabbed the corner of Bell's clothes directly.

"Hi~"

The car was scratched.

Bell stopped helplessly and stopped running!

Referee, you can figure it out!

"beep~"

The referee's whistle sounded quickly, signaling a foul.

But Enrique looked innocent, "This is just a normal fight, why???"

The referee simply ignored Enrique's acting.

Poorly acted!

......