Football novels - Super Forward (Translation)

Chapter 40: Prepare to substitute!



Piero, who missed the opportunity to break the door, was frustrated. He was indeed old. If the ball was at its peak, it was not hand-to-hand...

The game quickly restarted, Juventus slowed down the offensive rhythm, and now they are the leading side of the score.

Florence's intensified looting, looking for counterattack opportunities, the battle for the field is getting more and more fierce, showing a white-hot situation, and there are constantly players screaming to sown down the turf.

This is the serie known as defensive.

In the 32nd minute of the second half, under the pressure of Florence, Juventus made a pass error in the midfield. After Donadal completed the steal, he immediately used the long pass to launch a quick counterattack.

Football flies forward to the left!

Sefirovich controlled the football before flying, and then took the football to Juventus to the restricted area!

The Florentine striker Babaca, who came off the bench, quickly stepped forward on the right!

For Violet, this is the best chance to equalize.

Juventus central defender Chiellini also fought back and forth, step by step, to curb the speed of the other side.

"Snapped!..."

Seferovich saw no chance to break through and immediately crossed the ball. Babaca took a big step forward and controlled the football in the penalty area!

opportunity!

Babaca raised his right foot and volleyed!

Chiellini gave up the defense of Seferovich, the center of gravity fell, the right leg stretched out between the Babaca and the goal!

He wants to block!

The atmosphere of the stadium was extremely tense, and almost everyone forgot to breathe. This is the best chance to break the game in Florence!

"Hey!..."

Babaka's right foot slammed on the football, the football suddenly accelerated, slamming toward the left side of the goal!

Standing on the outside of the right foot of Buffon in front of the goal line, he slammed into the ground like a sensitive cheetah jumping towards the prey!

"puff!..."

With a muffled sound, Buffon's right hand finger touched the football, and the football immediately changed direction and flew toward the goal post!

The Allianz Arena was stunned, and almost everyone forgot to think, his eyes fixed on football.

A part of the timid home fans blindfolded their eyes.

"boom!..."

The football between the electric and the flint is flying out of the stadium and the fans at home are making a huge surprise!

"Oh no!..."

The Florentine fans from afar stunned their faces. God, this opportunity can't be scored. What do we take to equalize the score?

The fans of both sides are immersed in two completely different moods.

"Buffon!"

The Turin TV announcer shouted: "This is Buffon! This is Buffon that we can always be assured!"

"He is the god of Juventus!"

"He is the first god in the world!"

On the court, after Chiellini got up from the turf, he quickly pulled Buffon up from the turf and gave him a big hug.

Babaca's painful groaning on the turf, Sefirovich, standing not far away, yelled at him: "Pass! I have no one here!"

In his opinion, Babaca should just pass the football back to his feet. After all, Chiellini has given up defending him. He is empty.

This makes Barbaka more uncomfortable, damn, you are empty, I am also empty here, why can't I shoot?

This crisis was caused by the fact that Florence's counterattack was too fast. On the other hand, there were not many people left by Juventus. If it were not Buffon, the consequences would be disastrous.

So Juventus coach Del Neri stood in the command area and yelled at his other guards.

Signal them not to push too far forward.

On the other side, Mikhainovic bit his face in pain, God, is the luck of Viola really so bad?

The game quickly restarted, and Gamberini directly penalized the corner into the penalty area. Bonucci tipped the football out of the penalty area and Piero took the first two steps to control the football.

In order to prevent Piero from launching a quick counterattack, Dagsdino immediately fouled Piero.

Juventus firmly controlled the ball at his feet.

Time is passing fast, and the clouds over the upper and lower sides of Florence are getting thicker...

"There are only three minutes left in the game, and the old woman is victorious!"

Turin TV announcer said loudly: "Florence played very hard, but Juventus did not give them too many opportunities. Although Juventus played this game is not wonderful, but the victory is the first place. of!"

At this moment, for Florence, it is the biggest enemy.

The Florentine reporter on the side of the field shook his head, and it seemed that Zi Li had entered the relegation battle ahead of time...

Wang Qi, who was warming up on the sidelines, was extremely anxious. Looking at Mihayinovic in the command area, coach, shouldn't you forget what you said?

At this moment, Mikhainovic looked serious at the stadium, what should I do?

Who is still possible to change the situation on the field?

In his mind, there was a sudden appearance of the game between the Florentine youth team and the Milan youth team a few days ago.

Bet!

He turned and summoned the assistant, whispered a few words in his ear, and the assistant immediately ran to the warm-up player.

This scene was seen by the Turin TV announcer. He smiled and said: "The Serbs can't wait to be on the court at this moment. He can use his free kick skills to help the Viola to equalize the score."

"Mijainovic is preparing to change, According to the reason, this time should increase the attack power, is he going to change to a striker? Then let's take a look at the substitute list, he wants to change Who..."

On the sidelines, Wang Qi looked at the assistants and ran over. His eyes were hot and the coach finally remembered me!

"Wang! Ready to play!"

The assistant is moving toward Wang Qi.

I finally waited for this moment!

The dream will come true!

Wang Qi exhaled a deep breath in the strange eyes of his teammates, and immediately took off the jacket with the assistants.

"Wang, after you played, tell them to pass the bottom pass, pass the low ball when you pass the middle! You grab the spot before the penalty area!"

Mikhainovic called Wang Qi to his side, and he was going to use Wang Qi's point to fight.

Wang Qi nodded: "The coach can rest assured, what else?"

What else?

What else can you have?

The Serbian patted Wang Qi's shoulder and encouraged: "Just take this stadium as a youth league, boldly play, always believe that you can do it!"

Wang Qi nodded hard.

"God! Mikhainovic really has no cards in hand. He is going to change to the 18-year-old teenager! This is a player from China. As for the other information of the teenager, we have not yet ""

The Turin TV announcer didn't want to be criticized, and sincerely said that he did not have Wang Qi's information in his hand.

"Who? Who is that?"

From Wang Qi's recent grandstand, Juventus fans pointed to Wang Qi.

"Who is who he is, anyway, except for Gilardino, I don't know anyone!"

The companion next to the fan stared at Wang Qi and confirmed that he did not know.