roccoschili Chapter 576 The Desperate Fan Bizhuang
Chapter 576 The Desperate Fan Bizhuang
Chapter 576 The Desperate Fan Bizhuang
On April 4, the 26rd round of the league, Valencia, Mestalla Stadium.
Today, at the home court of the Bat Corps, there was a strong dialogue between the home team Valencia and the league leader Barcelona.
The game was coming to an end, and there was silence in the stands at this time, only the loud screams of the commentators and the excited celebrations of the visiting team players in the entire stadium.
"GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOAL! No. 809 minutes, Barcelona scored the overtake goal! Leo! Leo! Leo...Messi...GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOAL!"
"In the case of conceding a goal in the first half, Messi first assisted captain Carles Puyol to score with a header. Now, the Argentine has even killed his opponent! With the goal at the last moment, Messi helped Barcelona to win the goal here. Three points from the court!"
"The 26th league goal! Leo Messi scored his 26th league goal this season! What an amazing scoring efficiency! It is worth mentioning that this is already the consecutive He's scored in five games and he's in unbelievable form!"
"Although he is still ranked second in the scorer list, Leo continues to quickly close the gap with No.1. Villarreal's game will be played later, that is, At this moment, Messi is only two goals away from the top scorer list, and there are still five rounds in the league, anything is possible! Messi is catching up!"
In the silence of the home team fans and the ecstatic cheers of the visiting team fans, the game finally ended. The final score was fixed at 1:2. The home team was in front and the visiting team was behind. Barcelona reversed and won the victory.
Messi, who played the absolute leading role in this game, was elected the best player of the game. After Messi received the gift from the La Liga officials on the spot, the Barcelona players all sent praises and congratulations to him.
"Great job, Leo! You surprised everyone with your performance today!"
"If I remember correctly, Leo, this is the 26th league goal! Ha, it's great, it's very close to the top scorer list!"
"In the next round, let's completely close this gap! Then... Hehe, let's overtake that bastard in one fell swoop!"
"What double pride in La Liga? Shit! There is only one pride in La Liga, and there is only one Leo in the world. Our little flea is the most unique existence!"
The jokes of his teammates made Messi's face bloom with a bright smile. His state in this game was very good. Not only did he help the team reverse and win, most importantly, he also scored a goal.This is already his fifth consecutive league game with goals. According to this momentum, it is no longer a luxury to catch up with Fan Bizhuang, or even surpass him.
The only slight regret is that he only scored one goal in this game.In fact, he still had several good chances to score in the game, but in the end he missed the goal.Of course, this is just a small flaw. Messi is confident that in the next round, or the next round, he will continue to score goals and will completely surpass Fan Bizhuang's goals.
"By the way, the game over there should start, right?"
Messi suddenly asked such a question.
Captain Puyol said with a smile: "It should have started. The start time of their game happened to be the end time of our game."
"Then let's go back to the locker room. I want to see what's going on over there."
There is a TV in the locker room. As Messi said this, he walked towards the field impatiently.
Puyol shook his head and chuckled behind him, but he kept walking and followed: "You don't have to be so anxious at all, Leo, the game over there has just started, and it may be too early for the goal to be scored."
Five minutes later, the Barcelona players all returned to the visiting team's locker room. When the TV was turned on and a picture of the game from another field came, the locker room suddenly fell silent. Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay. Disbelief written all over his face.
On the TV screen, the timely game time was clearly displayed, and it was only 8 minutes before the game started.
And the score above is... 0:2!
In 8 minutes, Villarreal had already led by two goals in the away game.
There was a sudden exclamation.
"It's not true, is it? It's only 8 minutes, how did they lead by two goals? God, I think I must be dazzled and hallucinating!"
"It seems that this is not an illusion, Villarreal really leads by two goals!"
"Although Getafe is not a strong team, but their defense is not bad, just 8 minutes... It is unbelievable. Let me see the starting lineup of the visiting team, Reinas, Angel, Fuentes... What the hell is this? Roman didn't play? Diego didn't play? Villarreal actually hid most of the main players... But that's it, they scored two goals in 8 minutes?"
"Everyone, look!"
Someone suddenly exclaimed and screamed, and everyone's eyes were once again attracted by the sudden subtitles on the screen.
On the TV, taking advantage of the dead ball, a line of subtitles appeared below the TV, showing the goal scorer.
"5 Mins Fan!"
"7 Mins Fan!"
Through such subtitles, everyone knew who the scorers of these two goals were, which immediately caused another burst of exclamation.
"Two goals in 2 minutes?! What kind of medicine did that guy take today to be so fierce?"
"In this way, that is to say, in just a few minutes, that guy has piled up his league goals to 30? Isn't this too cruel? That guy is simply a monster!"
"Leo narrowed the goal difference to two goals by scoring in five consecutive games, but this guy... oh, it's four goals again!"
"The most important thing is...it's still long before the end of the game! No one knows whether he will score again in the future. If he scores again, it will be...how can such a goal be shared? A ball machine? Thinking about it, it really makes the chasers despair!"
"First he gave people hope of catching up, but then beat him to despair with a stick. This...he is really a damned bastard!"
The teammates spoke out one after another, and some of them still contained dissatisfaction in their tone, but the players looked at Messi with a hint of pity and "sympathy" - can this make people feel unsympathetic?Trying my best to catch up, seeing that I am about to catch up, just when I am full of confidence and pride, the opponent has opened up the gap again in one game, which is tantamount to pouring water on my fiery heart. A bucket of ice water, if you have a bad mentality, you will be beaten to the point of crying.
Messi felt the caring and "sympathetic" eyes from his teammates, but he didn't speak. His head was slightly drooped, and his long hair covered his slightly pale expression. He clenched his teeth, clenched his fists, and his eyes were full of It is the color of resignation but helplessness.
Puyol looked at him and wanted to say something, but in the end he shook his head and sighed softly.
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"You really are an asshole...but I like it!"
"These days, I'm still surprised that the media has edited you like that, and disgustingly praised that guy's stinky feet, belittling you as inferior to the other party, but you didn't respond at all... Ha, so you are waiting here! Use Prove it in the game, use the goal to hit the face, I have to say, well done!"
"Ha, I guess that kid in Barcelona is so depressed that he is about to cry right now? Seeing that the hope of chasing and surpassing is in front of him, but in a blink of an eye, hope turns into despair. This kind of psychological gap is really... Ha Haha! Cool!"
Getafe's main stadium, the Alfonso Perez Stadium, the first half has not yet ended, but the score has become 0:3, the home team fans have a painful expression, no one makes a sound, only a few Hundreds of visiting fans were cheering and shouting.
"Today's Villarreal is obviously in a good state. Although Coach Manuel did not send all the main players, they still easily beat Getafe to no avail!"
"Obviously, if there is Fan, there is victory. This conclusion is not just talk. In fact, what I want to say is that Fan is in good form. In the first 8 minutes, he scored two goals and stunned the home team!"
"Nihat scored the third goal of the visiting team. It was Fernandez who assisted him. However, the origin of this goal was Fan. The team's three goals were all related to him. His performance is irrelevant. Picky!"
The commentators praised Fan Bizhuang with all kinds of compliments. On the field, Nihat, who had just scored a goal, did not celebrate. On the contrary, he stopped Fan Bizhuang, smiling and doing all kinds of fun Desperate and ridiculed, obviously, he likes Fan Bizhuang's practice of slapping some media and a certain team with two quick goals.
"Already scored 30 goals in the league. The gap widened to four goals all of a sudden. Humph, look at how they chase! Look at how they froze! Don't think that only their Messi can score goals, that is our rookie They haven't exerted their strength yet, but with this effort, hahaha, they can only continue to follow behind and eat ashes!"
Nihat's words caused a burst of laughter from his teammates. Obviously, this group of guys who watched the excitement and were not afraid of big troubles felt equally happy when they thought of the ugly expressions of some people in a certain team.
Fan Bizhuang nodded with a chuckle, and said something that made people puzzled.
"The game is not over yet."
Yes, the game is not over yet, which means that Fan Bizhuang still wants to continue to score and score more goals.
Only two goals, only four goals, this is not enough, Fan Bizhuang has to let Messi who is chasing behind him know what is called real despair!
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The bus back to Catalonia was driving unhurriedly on the road, but the interior of the car was quiet. In such a quiet atmosphere, people who didn’t know thought that Barcelona had experienced a defeat in the away game. It is not a good reversal show that greatly boosts morale.
But the fact is that none of the Barcelona players are interested in talking at this time.
With the league championship almost impossible to fall behind, the biggest goal, or wish, of the Barcelona players now is to help their little flea overtake Fan Bizhuang and win the La Liga season's golden boot.
But now...
The Barcelona players did not finish watching the game on another field. After only 5 minutes in the second half, they packed up and left the Mestalla Stadium.
One reason is that the time is up and they have to go home, and the other reason is-there is no need to watch anymore, Villarreal's victory is already set, and the most important thing is that shortly after the opening of the second half, Fan Bizhuang, Using a free kick to score directly, he scored the third goal of the game and staged a hat-trick.
This means that Fan Bizhuang has scored 31 league goals with no matter what is left in the league!Compared with Messi's 26 goals, the gap has once again been widened to five goals!
Perhaps the gap of five goals is not an insurmountable moat, but the "crazy" shown by Fan Bizhuang is really desperate!
It is true that Messi can score goals, but that inhuman guy seems to be able to score goals even more!
Between chasing and catching up, the gap can only get farther and farther, and it is almost impossible to see the slightest hope.
Everyone sighed softly, feeling sorry for Messi, and at the end of the bus compartment, Messi stared blankly out of the window. In the night, the trees on both sides of the road were retreating rapidly, and there were bright moonlight and The bright starlight, the night is beautiful, but Messi can't feel the beauty of the night scene at all.
In his heart, there was just an uncontrollable sense of frustration.
"That guy really...doesn't give people any hope!"
(End of this chapter)