Messi was so scared that he cried when he maxed out his header talent at the start of the game

If we count the most amazing goals in the history of modern football for a hundred years, the figure in the yellow Swedish jersey will never be missing!

On November 15, 2012, in the friendly match between the Nordic Vikings Sweden and the Three Lions England!

"The Great First" Ibrahimovic scored four goals.

In the injury time of the game.

Ibrahimovic, a stunning overhead kick 33 meters away from the goal, shocked the world!

Today.

The stunning overhead kick has not yet been born...

In the dark!

Cologne Stadium, almost the same position!

Su Fei!

In front of more than 50,000 fans in the stadium, with countless live broadcasts around the world, in front of fans from all over the world.

Facing the flying football.

Hanging upside down in the air, his right foot hit the football hard!

"Bang!!!"

The football drew an extremely outrageous arc in the air, and after flying over the highest point, it fell rapidly and headed straight for the French team's goal.

This scene.

This moment.

The entire Cologne Stadium fell into silence!

Because everyone was staring blankly at this completely unreasonable overhead kick that was beyond their imagination.

............................................

In the live broadcast room of Zhuangdianertai, Wang Tao, who was still passionately commentating, was also speechless after Su Fei sent this overhead kick.

"Nick Kovac's backcourt big kick destroyed!"

"The quality of this kick is good!"

"The ball flew really high."

"Goalkeeper Barthes took the initiative!"

"Heading the ball to clear the siege, no problem!"

"Su Fei!!"

"Very active!"

"Can take the ball possession of this high-altitude clearance!"

"This is an opportunity!"

"Wait!"

"This.........."

-【? ? ? ? ? ? ? 】

-【Ah? ! ! 】

-【This? ! ! This! ! 】

...............................................

On the side of the court, Domenech, who had shouted hoarsely, saw his team's last attack before the end of the first half.

Nick Kovac cleared the ball with a big kick.

He unscrewed a bottle of mineral water in anger and raised it to drink.

But.

When he saw Su Fei use a volley to hit his goalkeeper's header to clear the ball.

He had forgotten that he was still drinking water.

As if standing still, he watched the football gradually flying towards his own goal.

Gulp!

A bottle of water tilted out and splashed on Domenech's chest, and his suit was completely wet.

But he remained unmoved.

Because.

He saw the football cross his own goal line.

.................................................

"GGGGGG----OOOOOO----AAAAAA----LLLLLL!"

"GGGGGOOOOOAAAAALLLLL!"

"GOAL!!!"

"GOAL GOAL GOAL GOAL!!"

"GOAL GOAL!"

"GOAL GOAL!"

"GOAL GOAL!"

"What kind of goal is this!"

"Su Fei!!"

"This distance..."

"30 meters! A super overhead kick from 30 meters away! ! Double goal!"

"Ahhh!"

"Fans in front of the TV, forgive me!"

"I am speechless at this moment!"

"My brain is blank at this moment!"

"GOAL, Su...Su Fei...scored again!"

-【？ ？ ？ ？ ？ ？ 】

-【Oh my god!!! Crazy, this goal is really crazy!! 】

-[This is unscientific, this is totally unscientific! Wardfa, 30-meter overhead kick! Wardfa! 】

-[Is this a human? Is Su Fei still a human? I have never, never seen such an outrageous goal!!! 】

........

Cologne Stadium!

After five seconds of silence, the Croatian fans at the scene came back to their senses from the shock of the goal just now.

"Vrlo uzbuđen!"

"Vrlo uzbuđen!"

"Vrlo uzbuđen!"

The cheers from all over the sky drowned out everything, and the carnival belonging to Croatia began!

Even the French fans at the scene could not feel any pain in their hearts at this moment.

Because they were still in their heartsShocked.

A French fan, shaking his hands, picked up the cross on his chest.

His eyes.

Intertwined piety and fear.

"God..."

"You must have come to the world..."

"Are you... on that child now?"

.......

At this time on the court.

Su Fei sprinted and then slid down for a long time!

He opened his arms!

He stopped perfectly under the broadcast camera on the sidelines.

In front of the TV.

Countless fans around the world saw Su Fei's wild and unrestrained celebration.

This picture.

It is destined to be deeply imprinted in the hearts of every fan, and it will become an unforgettable memory of their football!

God!

This must be the God of Football!

..............................................

Zidane didn't know how he walked back to the locker room.

He only knew.

After witnessing Su Fei's overhead kick, his consciousness seemed to be pulled away.

He mechanically waited for the whistle to end the first half.

Then.

He numbly followed the head coach Domenech into the player tunnel.

When he came to his senses again.

He was already sitting in the corner of the locker room.

Zidane looked around, the locker room was so quiet that there was no sound at all, he could even hear his own breathing clearly.

At this time, the French teammates.

They all had a lifeless and numb expression.

Henry with a dull look in his eyes, Vieira with his head down fiddling with his shoelaces, Trezeguet with his eyes closed against the wall...

"Ahem."

Domenech's light cough attracted the attention of the players in the locker room.

Zidane looked at the head coach's wet chest curiously.

"Boss, your clothes..."

"It's okay. My hand slipped when I was drinking water."

Domenech forced a smile, but as he finished his answer, the locker room fell into silence again.

Alas.

Domenech sighed in his heart.

As expected.

The 0:2 deficit at halftime was still a huge blow to the players.

Especially.

The second goal was scored in such an incredible way!

Such a goal.

The blow to morale was even greater than an own goal.

"Come on, gentlemen. We still have a chance! If they can score two goals against us in the first half, then we can also..."

"Raymond, stop talking nonsense, okay?!"

Domenech had just opened his mouth when he was suddenly interrupted rudely and vulgarly.

The players looked over in surprise.

The speaker was Nicolas Anelka, the team's substitute striker.

Anelka was the organizer of the players' strike before the World Cup. He was dissatisfied with his tactical position in the team.

Domenech suppressed his anger.

"Nicolas, don't forget that we still have a game to play later. You can call me Raymond directly, but please don't use any dirty words."

"Really?"

Domenech didn't expect that his tolerance would not only fail to make Anelka honest, but also encourage his arrogance.

"Admit it, Raymond, you are an incompetent head coach. If it weren't for you, we would never have come to this point!"

"I believe in this team, and there are many people who share my ideas."

"Right? Zinedine, Thierry, Davide? I know you have been unhappy with Raymond, this stupid b, for a long time."

Zidane didn't speak, but lowered his head and covered his cheeks.

Damn it.

Go to your mother's national team, I really shouldn't have been soft-hearted for a while and came back to this place full of rats.

......................................................