Chapter 897 This Crazy Day
Ricardo Barea stood in front of the penalty spot. In the live broadcast, his mouth was slightly open and he was taking deep breaths. At the same time, he turned to look at the referee from time to time, waiting for the whistle.
Matthew Cox's voice rang out: "Kirk gave this opportunity to take the penalty kick to Barea. This young Portuguese player who has joined the team for less than a season has already been deeply trusted and trusted by the team. Of course, this is due to his outstanding performance. Now he will make the final decision and beat Leeds City..."
After the whistle sounded, Cox's explanation came to an abrupt end.
Then Barea in the picture took a breath and took a shot!
He chose to play in the middle, but he did not exert any force, so the ball speed was not very fast. Leeds City goalkeeper Van de Ven, who happened to be saved but not completely saved, blocked the football with his toes.
Barea reacted quickly and immediately rushed forward to take a follow-up shot, but was blocked again by Van Der Ven!
Then Vieira made a big kick, and Kamara received the ball in the midfield and took the ball to the wing.
Connor Kirk, who quickly returned to defense, chased down the wing and fouled Kamara, but was unable to prevent the ball from being passed.
After Charlie Porter received a pass from Kamara in the ribs, he pulled forward and dribbled the ball forward. He made the first pass but failed because he found that the person outflanking the goal was not in place yet. So he took one more step forward and passed the football when he was almost close to the bottom line.
At this time, Jay Adams rushed to the front and became the center. Although he didn't catch the ball, he successfully pushed back two of Tramed's defensive players. Among them, Steko Wilson retreated to the goal line in one breath. This created a "vacuum zone" near the penalty spot in the middle of Tramed's penalty area, where there was no player from either side.
Goalkeeper Tom Walker abandoned the goal and pounced on Williams at the back post.
Williams jumped in the air and pushed the football sideways into the vacuum zone. Hu Lai rushed in and volleyed with his feet!
Matthew Cox, who had been speaking as fast as a machine gun during the whole process, let out a long-drawn roar at this time.
"HUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUULAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAI!!!"
The football flew into the goal with a bang.
The noisy red-top stadium suddenly became much quieter with this roar.
Hu Lai ran to the bottom line, and the other Leeds City players who counterattacked did not slow down and ran after Hu Lai's figure.
Leeds City players reveled wildly on Tramed's turf.
Many players in Tramed's team collapsed on the turf and covered their faces with their hands.
Tony Clark sprinted onto the field to celebrate. Assistant coach Sam Landill caught up with him and hugged him. Then the two of them stumbled over each other, rolled and fell to the ground at the same time, got up again, and continued running.
They were surrounded by people like them, those Leeds City substitute players and coaches, without exception, their cheering figures kept flashing in the camera.
At this time, the live broadcast did not continue to show the scene of Leeds City's crazy celebration. Instead, it gave a brief close-up shot of Ricardo Barea, who missed the penalty kick. The Portuguese in the camera is holding his knees with his hands, bending over, mouth slightly open, looking blankly at the Leeds City players who are celebrating, as if he still can't believe what he is seeing...
The video appeared on the Internet immediately after the game - both inside and outside the walls - and went viral.
On Weibo, Twitter, Facebook, various video websites, various forums, chat groups... everywhere the Internet can reach, this video has been spread rapidly and has been dubbed such as:
"Heaven and hell in 22 seconds in the Premier League!"
"The most awesome kill in history!"
"Heaven for one second, hell for one second, Tramed failed to win but was killed instead!"
"Leeds City tells you what it means to never give up!"
"An awesome plot that even YY novel authors can't write!"
"How can you not love football like this?"
"If you don't watch football, you don't know what the ups and downs of life are!"
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Titles similar to those above.
People who aren't even Leeds City fans leave excited comments on each of these videos:
"When I saw this goal in the middle of the night, I was so excited that I did thirty squats in my room to suppress the excitement in my heart! Even so, I am still here to tell you that I, he Mom is so excited!”
"I thought it was crazy enough for Van der Ven to save Ballea's penalty kick and follow-up shot twice in a row...but I was still too young and didn't expect something even crazier later! This goal was really...unbelievable ! I have been watching football for 20 years, and this is the craziest goal I have ever seen! It decided the Premier League championship, and it was in such a dramatic way!”
"Guys! This is why I love football so much - because you never know what is waiting for you in the next second! When you are in the darkest abyss, hold on for one more second, maybe the next step can be Step into the light!”
"I was moved by Leeds City! I was not a fan of them originally, but starting from this goal, besides my favorite Madrid Pirates, I will pay more attention to one more team, and that is Leeds City! I am very happy that I The Kings of Madrid didn’t get Hu, hahaha! Otherwise we might never see such a beautiful and classic winning goal again!”
"I would like to call this goal the 'winner of the century'! It's not just this goal that determines the Premier League championship... The most important thing is that this goal is not a personal heroic performance by a certain player. It is a masterpiece accomplished by the entire Leeds City team." Kill! Starting from Van der Ven’s penalty kick, this counterattack was launched from top to bottom and from back to front. Almost every Leeds City player contributed to this counterattack, although the one who scored the final goal was! Hu, but this goal is a wonderful and beautiful team goal!”
"If someone writes this ball in a novel, then I will definitely scold the author, 'What kind of bullshit is written? It's completely unreasonable. It's just a random fabrication. Killing just for the sake of killing. It's absolutely impossible to happen in reality!' But now...hell, this is fucking reality! Reality is even more unreal than fiction!"
"Upstairs, you need to pay attention to logic when writing novels, but in real life, who will tell you logic!"
"Let me give you some knowledge. The Leeds City team only managed to avoid relegation in the penultimate round of the league last season... Before the start of this season, their odds of winning the championship were 5,000 to one! But now they are standing. At the top of the league! Can you believe it? It’s just him with odds of 5,000. It's coming true! You know what the odds are about 'Christmas will be the hottest day in the UK'... Last Christmas was indeed not the hottest day in the UK, but now Leeds City is going to win? ! God! Am I crazy, or is this world too crazy? ”
"Man, this is the charm of football! Everyone says impossible things, dreams destined to be impossible... Everything is possible in the football world!"
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Neil Mullin sat in the driver's seat of the truck, cell phone in hand, playing the video of Hulay's goal over and over again.
Just half an hour ago, he was listening to the game live on the radio while driving on the highway.
When Hulay scored the winning goal, the Leeds broadcast commentator Ryan Haynes on the radio seemed to have suddenly gone crazy. He screamed and then laughed wildly. During the laughter, he roared hoarsely:
"Julai!! Hulai!!! Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!! He kills Tramed! He kills! Goals! Unbelievable! I can't believe my eyes! Hahaha! It's crazy! This game is crazy! This is a goal that can only be seen in dreams! We saved Tramed's point in the red roof. ball, then... ...Kill them! Unparalleled! Hahahaha! I have no regrets about letting me see it in my lifetime! Got this ball! And... Hu Lai! Thank you, just for this ball, you should be remembered forever!"
Heinis was incoherent, crying and laughing, and finally burst into tears.
Mullin could clearly hear the suppressed sobs coming through the microphone and radio waves into the cab of his truck.
He gripped the steering wheel tightly with both hands and stared at the road ahead with his eyes wide open. Keep your car steady on the highway and drive forward in the outer lane.
Then he found the nearest service area, drove the car in and parked it. Only then did he relax, lean back on the chair, and pick up his phone.
As expected, he easily found the video of Hulay's winning goal on the Internet.
It starts from the moment when Ricardo Barea brushes past Camara and breaks into the penalty area and is pushed down by Vieira, and ends with a close-up shot of Barea in bewilderment. In the middle is the entire process of the goal, as well as the Leeds City players and coaches rushing forward. The stadium was a joyous scene of wild celebrations.
He had watched the three-minute video countless times, and he seemed to want to engrave every frame and every comment in the video in his mind.
He saw Leeds City coach Clark even running towards the red-roofed stadium stands, as if he wanted to hug and celebrate with the Tramed fans there - he was really dizzy, but luckily he was stopped by the security personnel at the scene. ……
Seeing this shot, Mullin couldn't help laughing.
Then the video on his phone suddenly froze, and he received a call from Joe Elosd.
"Neal, where are you now?" Irosted's tone on the phone was a little strange.
"I'm in the service area, Old Joe."
"Are you... okay?"
"I'm fine, Old Joe. What's wrong?"
Joe Elosd heard Mullin's calm voice, and he said: "Did you know? Leeds City beat Tramed."
"I know, Old Joe. I was listening to the radio while driving..."
"My God! Then you are so calm!" Irosd exclaimed.
Mullin burst out laughing: "If it weren't for years of driving instincts, I might have fallen into the ditch on the side of the road, Old Joe!"
"God... it's so crazy. Did you see Hu's goal?"
"Before you called in, I was watching."
"I'm sorry I didn't mean to interrupt you, Neil... I'm really worried about you, everyone is going crazy, including Andy and me. We may be witnessing a new page in the history of football in this country... ...Besides, I called you and wanted to ask you..." At this point, Irosd lowered his voice. "Uh, did you...really invest money to buy Leeds City to win the championship? I know they are all saying this, but I still want to confirm it with you."
Mullin nodded and said: "Yes, Old Joe. I did spend four hundred pounds each to vote for Leeds City to win the championship and Hu to win the Golden Boot."
"What were the odds when you placed your bet?"
"Leeds City will pay 5,000 for winning the championship. Hu will pay 4,000 for winning the league golden boot."
Irosd on the other end of the phone seemed to have paused his breathing, and suddenly became silent.
After about ten seconds, he whispered: "My God! Then you are a millionaire now, Neil!"
British betting bonuses are calculated on the basis of cost recovery, which means that if Neil Mullin invests two hundred pounds to bet on Leeds City to win, he will first recover his two hundred pounds of cost, and then the bonus. Five thousand times two hundred pounds...a million pounds!
And Hu Lai's golden boots, four thousand times two hundred pounds, eight hundred thousand pounds!
Compared with these two astonishing amounts, the cost of four hundred pounds is simply nothing!
"Old Joe, the league is not over yet. Leeds City may lose to Northumbria at home in the last round..."
"Neal, don't be like this... No one believes that Leeds City, which beat Tramed in the away game, can overturn on their own territory. The league championship is theirs! Have you thought about what you will do after becoming a rich man? ”
"I don't know, Old Joe. I haven't thought about it at all before..."
"Yeah, at that time who would really believe that Leeds City could win the championship? Are you going to resign and leave us? You are so rich, why do you need to continue to be a truck driver?"
Mullin looked at the distant dusk outside the service area through the front windshield of the truck, shook his head and said: "I don't know, Old Joe. Maybe, maybe not... I, uh... I don't know anything except driving. Do. What else can I do if I quit my job and become a truck driver?”
"What to do? What else do you need to do? If I were you, with such a large sum of money, I would have gone to Spain for a vacation! No... not just Spain, I will go to all over the world for a vacation!"
"Ha, Old Qiao, I'm not you. I won't do this. In that case, I will soon have nothing, and then I will come back in despair... But by that time, I'm afraid the company will no longer want me. I think I won’t resign, I won’t leave you, Lao Qiao.”
"Aha! That's great! When you come back, remember to treat us to a drink! All of us are waiting, including Andy! He yelled that Leeds City owes Tramed a favor!"
"That bastard...well, I will definitely come back to invite you!"
After hanging up the phone, Neil Mullin stopped admiring Hulay's winning goal.
He put his cell phone on the driver's seat, held the steering wheel with both hands, and looked into the distance.
On the horizon, the sun is setting in the west, and twilight is getting darker.
The sun swept over from that side and shone into the truck cabin. The upper half of Mullin's face was hidden in the shadow of the cab, with only his eyes shining.
A special and crazy day in the history of English football is finally coming to an end.
When most of the sky was occupied by blue-black color, leaving only a trace of sunset on the horizon, accompanied by a crisp whistle, a truck loaded with goods slowly drove out of the service area with its lights flashing.
Heading toward the sunset, truck driver Neil Mullin gets back on the road. (End of chapter)