"Ah", Maqin's right foot that quickly lifted away still couldn't completely escape Cavani's flying shovel. There was a tingling pain in his foot. He took a breath and jumped twice on one leg, but finally failed to grasp it. Good balance, sat down on the ground.

"FK", Capello's rare rage, directly cursed from the sidelines. Relying on a penalty kick to retrieve a goal obviously greatly contributed to Uruguay's arrogance. After the kick-off, they launched a crazier pressing and pressing.

This was the busiest period of the game for Maqin. He received passes everywhere in the backcourt and kept yelling to stabilize his teammates and not let his opponents go crazy!

When he received Terry's pass, Cavani shoveled directly a few steps away. Maqin was planning to sway him with a light pick, but Cavani rushed so hard.

"FK, go to hell, are you playing football?" Carragher quit at the time, and ran over and pushed Cavani’s chest. He was trying to comfort him while sitting on the ground, holding his feet and grinning. Mark Qin.

"No, No, I didn't mean it", Cavani stepped back and opened his hands to indicate that he was not malicious. The referee ran up while blowing his whistle, separated the more and more players, and raised his hand to KaVo. Nie has a yellow card.

Fran and Suarez ran over to stop their players, and then quickly explained to Gerrard that the game had to be temporarily suspended. Maqin slowly stood up on Barry’s shoulders. The place where the studs were hanging was still There was some pain, and he stepped back and forth several times, trying to make sure that the bones and ligaments were all right.

Fortunately, the problem is not big. Capello was also relieved from standing on the sidelines. Only then did he think about it and rushed to the fourth referee to put pressure.

"Mr. Ma is not a big problem," Duan Xuan said after looking at it for a while, "but you have to be careful. Uruguay is obviously about to rise, and now they estimate that they will try their best to equalize the score."

Suarez waited not far from the foul point and waited for England to continue kicking off, ready to grab the ball. The Uruguayan fans in the stands screamed towards the court as if they were about to win. With his own team.

On the court, we are never afraid of the opponents scoring more goals, but most afraid that our side will not see hope.

Obviously, Uruguay's performance at the beginning of the second half did not let them lose hope.

With a "beep", the referee confirmed that Maqin did not need to leave the field and gave a sign to restart the game. As Uruguay was not far from the penalty zone line, Uruguay pressed the ball on the frontcourt very hard, and Joe Hart opened the ball foot.

Makqin felt the pain in his feet eased slightly, and ran to the front court. This was the most difficult period in England. He could feel the emotions of his teammates and they were worried.

Worried about being equalized.

You can't tell where this concern comes from, but it is true that some clubs and national teams have this problem, perhaps because the key moments in the past are always so missing.

It is a great honor to reach the top 4, but it has also become a great pressure at this moment, they are afraid of making mistakes!

Makqin is like carrying a steel wire rope, firmly stringing his teammates together, keeping it constantly falling, and can't hold on, because he knows he can't hold on!

This is not entirely a question of ability, but a mentality. The more they guard, the more nervous they are and the more afraid of losing the ball. Uruguay has no shortage of long-range shooters, not to mention the X factor of Suarez.

Capello was very sensitive to the situation on the field, and immediately pointed to Maqin and shouted into the field: "Follow Mark's rhythm, keep up, and kick as you please!"

Crouch carried Lugano, who was obviously more aggressive, and barely managed to get the header, but couldn't control the direction. Rios retreated, struggling to jump for the ball, but did not expect a huge impact from the back It came, half a shoulder above him, and a powerful head hammer pushed the ball to the wing.

"Mark, fight for the top, he is a fighter now!" Lineker yelled, especially after being shoveled. This counterattack looked quite powerful. "Rooney, he chased the ball on the wing, Perret Shovel the ball out of the sideline with a kick"

When Mark Qin just received the out-of-bounds ball thrown by Ashley Cole, he felt a hand grabbing his shoulder, pulling it forcefully, and then deceiving him and snatching the ball.

"Beep", the referee blew the whistle again, and then saw Suarez holding the ball and chattering endlessly, which probably meant that he was using his body to fight normally, not a foul.

This time Maqin did not remain silent, and directly put out a hand gesture to press the referee, "Hey, referee, their little moves are too many, you can't indulge them"

Only after playing with a South American team do you know how annoying their ubiquitous little moves are. They squeeze, pull and pinch, do everything they want, and it's annoying.

The Hungarian referee obviously didn't intend to make a fuss. He directly signaled Maqin to kick off the ball. Maqin didn't do much entanglement, and directly handed a long pass to Gerrard on the right.

Now Uruguay's local pressing is too crazy. He wants to use large-scale scheduling to break their pressing, otherwise it is really easy to go wrong if he is robbed.

"Gerard, stop the ball from the sideline, Fussie is defending him, Gerrard, the outside instep gives the bottom line, Johnson plugs in, oh, slow, the ball is out of the bottom line," Lineker said regretfully.

"England is a little lacking in concentration," Wilson said. "They are obviously affected by the penalty and must be adjusted as soon as possible. Uruguay is now like a fierce tiger, waiting for you to reveal your flaws."

Johnson himself shook his head and ran towards the backcourt. The Uruguayan fans in the stands uttered unscrupulous boos and laughter, trying their best to interfere with the opponent's state.

"Don't retreat, stand up," Maqin yelled to his teammates in the middle circle. Uruguay should not be allowed to play in front of the penalty area frequently. It is too dangerous. They do not lack long-range shooters, not to mention Suarez's X factor. .

"Cavani, I have gotten a point again, Suarez, he really knows how to use his body to squeeze Lampard away from his position and hand it over to Fran who is in charge," said Duan Xuan.

Mark Qin immediately blocked Fran, but he didn't expect Fran to take the ball forward at all. It was a kick to receive the ball. The ball made Mark Qin not know what he was going to do, so he quickly looked back.

Hanging door!

"Fran, the hanging goal..." Lineker shuddered and the ball flew high, spanning a distance of more than 40 meters, and ran directly to the goal. Joe Hart was taken aback and quickly backed away. Leaping high, but fortunately, he didn't get too far out of the small penalty area, and directly lifted the ball out of the baseline with a palm.

"Oh... it's a risk. Uruguay has shown confidence in this period of time," Lineker said. "You can't let them rise. There are more than 20 minutes in the game."

Corner kick.

"Look at people, look at people", England's penalty area is quite tense. Players from both sides are constantly pulling, especially Suarez, who is constantly wearing like a pangolin.

Then, Maqin at the top of the arc of the large penalty area saw him suddenly get out of the crowd and ran to the gap between the ribs. Maqin subconsciously hurried to follow, because his degree of danger was the highest in his heart.

Sure enough, Diego Forlan made a fast low flat ball and went straight to Suarez. At the point of the ball, Suarez was swinging his legs sideways, arching his bow and shooting arrows, preparing to volley.

But just as the ball was about to arrive, his posture was perfectly placed, and when his swinging left leg collided with the ball, a figure emerged from the side and back, pushing the ball out first, and his swinging left The leg also hit his arm.

Makqin jumped forward and did not pay attention to the slight pain in his arm. He staggered on the ground and chased the ball that hadn't made the sideline.

Suarez sat on the ground and slapped the lawn fiercely. The referee held the whistle in his mouth and hesitated for a moment. Seeing that Maqin hadn't fallen to the ground, Suarez stretched out his hand to signal the game to continue.

"Mark, get the header to clear the siege, Mark, counterattack, England's counterattack..." Lineker shouted loudly. Mark Qin, who ran out of the penalty area, followed the English fans with the whistling tsunami and chasing the ball forward. Go, just like Uruguay's counterattack in the first half, this time they have only two defenders left in the backcourt.

Seizing this rare opportunity to kill the game is his only thought!

When the ball was about to roll out of the sideline, he finally caught up with the ball, even he could see Capello and Beckham on the sidelines not far from the ball, cheering for him constantly.

I didn't have time to pay attention, he ran to the position and got stuck on the bottom of the ball, then ignored it, and continued to rush forward with absolute confidence.

From the perspective of Capello and Beckham, the young man's strong self-confidence can be fully felt, and there is not even a trace of stagnation or hesitation in his entire movement.

"Mark, Rooney on the left side of the long pass, precise!" Lineker shouted. The ball is like a guided missile, straddling half of the field diagonally, while Rooney, who is on the other side of the frontcourt, is struggling to sprint .

The players on both sides who came out of the penalty area followed the figures running and retreating in front of them, running desperately. Uruguay knew that it would be difficult to get back if they lost the ball again, and England also needed this goal to suppress the shock. , 1 goal lead is too scary for them.

The whole process does not need to be complicated. Rooney takes the ball from the side and sprints, bringing the ball to the edge of the penalty area and attracting the defense of the opposing two left-back full-backs. He immediately changes direction and then directly pushes it vigorously. , Pushed the ball from the left side of the penalty area back to the right.

Open, Uruguay's penalty area is now unprecedented in the entire game.

Muslera abandons the goal and faces Maqin, who is welcoming the ball on his left from outside the penalty area. He has no other choice. The back midfielder Perez is still a few meters away from Maqin and cannot stop it. He gets the ball.

Sometimes when you face a dilemma, you still have to make a choice, even if it is painful, because when Muslera is halfway, he chose to give up resistance.

The first foot of the ball touched by the No. 18 was a rainbow-like arc, dazzling like an arch. He knew that there might be this ending, but he had to attack.

"Mark..., lob..." Lineker yelled these words again, just like a few minutes ago~lightnovelpub.net~ but this time he shouted vividly and without any flaws!

The left back, who covered the goal, Pereira’s futile barb clearance did not touch the falling ball at all. The elf ball brought the despair of the Uruguayan fans. The great surprise of the English fans, they completely accepted the embrace of gravity. Head into the far end of the goal!

"Goaaaaaaaa..., Mark, hero, he killed the game! He will bring England to the top 4, a breakthrough in 20 years, he can do it! GoalGoal..." Lineker screamed frantically Said, the white fans in the stands of the entire Football City Stadium jumped up and made a crash.

Thousands of arms waved to the sky, screaming out the name that was about to help them kick the door open: Mark! Goal!

Beckham ran for tens of meters and jumped up, and the destined protagonist Mark Qin turned around and opened his arms at the moment the ball flew, flew to the corner flag area, and then folded his arms around his chest.

Hold your head up and look at the world.

Everything must start here, everything must extend from under the feet, the boy at this moment, like the eye of a storm, dazzles the entire stadium, rushing towards him...