Winger King

Castagno spread his hands and shouted to his teammates: "I am the first penalty taker, this was decided before the game."

"This guy is crazy! He stole the ball!"

The teammates all put their hands on their hips, and everyone was a little confused by the sudden accident.

At this moment, the players of the Dutch youth team were a little embarrassed, and they couldn't make up their minds for a while.

In theory, Castagno was designated as the first penalty taker, and there was no problem for him to take this penalty.

However, he missed the penalty in the first round, which directly led to the Italian youth team scoring the winning goal.

Sun Yu was one of the best players in the Dutch youth team in the two games, and this penalty was also created by him.

At this time, the players in better condition should be allowed to take the penalty.

While everyone was stunned, Sun Yu had already walked to the penalty spot with the penalty.

Rekik and Williams pushed Castaño out of the penalty area: "Let him play, don't worry about it, this is it."

"We need to score a goal, don't affect him."

At this time, the whole stadium was quiet in an instant.

Sun Yu put the football on the penalty spot, adjusted it, and then stood up and stepped back five meters.

At this moment, he could clearly hear his heartbeat.

Sun Yu took a deep breath and tried to focus on the football.

At this time, we should put the result aside and focus only on the process, otherwise we will be overwhelmed by the pressure.

The next moment!

The whistle sounded!

Sun Yu glanced at the goalkeeper, and Baldi was also very nervous, his eyes almost popped out.

Everyone was nervous, at this time, it depends on who is tougher!

Sun Yu no longer looked at the goalkeeper's eyes, suddenly ran two steps, and ran to the football in the blink of an eye.

Without any hesitation, he directly kicked the football to the lower right corner of the goal with his left foot.

This angle is a theoretical blind spot for the goalkeeper. As long as the quality is good, not to mention Baldi, even Buffon in his prime would miss nine out of ten saves.

Sun Yu kicked the ball and heard a bang.

In his sight, the goalkeeper rushed towards the football the moment Sun Yu kicked the ball.

As the football got closer and closer to the goal, Baldi also got closer and closer to the football.

The impact of this scene was extraordinary. Sun Yu only felt his heartbeat suddenly increase.

This feeling was extraordinary stimulation!

"Go for it!"

Sun Yu clenched his fists and shouted desperately in his heart.

Baldi's body suddenly rushed to the right side of the goal, but when his body was at the highest point, he seemed to be lifted up by someone, and his body was suspended in the air for a short time.

At this time, the football had reached the goal line, and Baldi's hand had reached above the football.

But!

This was the limit of his body. He stretched his arm downward with force, but still couldn't touch the football.

So close yet so far away!

The football flew into the goal!

"Beautiful!"

When the football flew into the goal, Sun Yu excitedly rushed to the sidelines for nearly 30 meters and slid down to his knees!

2:0!

The Dutch youth team scored two goals away from home, surpassing the star-studded Italian youth team with a total score of 3 to 2.

Before Sun Yu stood up from the lawn, he was thrown to the lawn by his teammates who rushed over.

At the same time, the Italian players stood there with their hands on their hips, looking frustrated.

All the Italian players looked ahead with confusion, and their minds were blank at the moment.

What happened just now?

Five minutes ago, the situation for promotion was still very good.

In just five minutes, the opponent scored two goals in a row.

Even these players who have experienced one or two seasons of Serie A are in a panic at this time.

They have indeed accumulated a lot of game experience, but after all, they have the support of the old players in the club, and they are just following behind the big brother to help.

Especially the better the club, the more powerful the boss, the less personal experience they have.

The boss will support them when the sky falls, and they will do whatever the boss tells them to do.

Once they lose, the media and fans will first scold the head coach and then the boss.

On the contrary, players who play in small clubs have stronger pressure resistance, because they are likely to be the core players of the club and can only rely on themselves and cannot rely on others.

On the side of the court.

Van der Ruy waved his arms vigorously, and Di Biagio hurriedly turned his face to the direction of the coaching seat at the moment Sun Yu scored, and it took more than ten seconds to barely manage his expression.

To be honest, Sun Yu couldn't figure out why the game turned out like this.

The two teams played for more than 30 minutes, and the Italian youth team suddenly had a black five minutes.The game was still going on, and the players on both sides were immersed in the emotion of the goal just now.

The Italian players who were extremely strong in the first game seemed weak in the rest of the first half, and the Dutch youth team performed like the Dutch team in the last two World Cups.

In the next ten minutes, the Dutch youth team had four scoring opportunities, and the Italian players could only passively resist.

After finally reaching the end of the first half, she lowered her head and walked back to the player tunnel, her long hair messy in the wind, a perfect beauty and misery.

Back in the locker room, Sun Yu suddenly realized that his locker and Castagno's locker were door to door.

When their eyes met, both of them smiled awkwardly.

There was no way to talk about this matter, and there was nothing to explain.

To put it bluntly, Sun Yu just wanted to steal his penalty because he was useless and couldn't score.

Although this situation was a bit too much even in the Netherlands, Sun Yu would steal it next time.

Sun Yu took a sip of sports drink, then drank a sip of water, ate some fruit, and washed his face with a wet towel.

Not far away, the head coach and the team committee were arguing about the tactics for the second half.

Sun Yu recalled the scene of the first goal. He could not remember why there was no defensive player around him when he scored.

No, it was not that there was no defensive player.

Zappacosta, the old man, wanted to pass him. At that time, his teammates were frantically intercepting. As long as the Italian players penetrated the midfield, they would probably score in the frontcourt.

If the Italian youth team scored another goal, it is estimated that half of the team would have lost the will to win.

It’s not that the gap between the two goals is so big, but the process of the game is too painful.

Since crossing, these two games have made Sun Yu feel painful.

How painful?

It’s like when you run a marathon at 32 kilometers, all kinds of soreness and pain all over your body suddenly doubled inexplicably.

I raised my hand to look at my watch. I ran very hard, but why did my pace drop so fast?

So I started to calculate the finishing time based on my pace.

Ouch!

No way!

I can't set a PB if I run this way. I have to hold on!

It hurts so much!

Should I hold on or not?

Just give up!

No! I can't give up!

Just give up...

This feeling keeps repeating.

After the halftime break, Van der Ruy was suppressed again, and everyone chose to defend in the second half.

So Sun Yu and Castaño became the key factors in the minds of their teammates.

"The second half depends on you two, drag them down."

At the entrance of the player's tunnel, Sun Yu and Castaño smiled and high-fived.

Sun Yu guessed that the opponent must think that they can get rid of this annoying guy by playing another half.