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Chapter 113 Down's England(2/2)

But he miscalculated. He might have done this two years ago, but he, who is already thirty-two years old, has no capital to underestimate the youth of the "little tiger" Walcott.

Before his toes touched the football, Walcott stabbed the ball away. Then the Arsenal winger jumped up lightly and dodged Pepe's flying tackle.

breakthrough!

Tang En took his hands out of his pants pockets and was clenching into fists to prepare to wave them.

The opportunity that England had been holding on for more than twenty minutes finally came. And it came so easily that it made him worry if Walcott would have too many distractions in his mind and wasting this great opportunity...

"If you miss the shot, go to the bench for the next game!" Tang En muttered viciously.

Walcott broke through Pepe, and the other players of the Forest team did not watch the show in the back. Mitcher, Rooney, and Downing all raised their speed to the highest level, running desperately towards the opponent's penalty area, preparing to receive a possible pass.

This made the Portuguese feel terrified - this was definitely not an accident, it was a premeditated counterattack, it was a naked conspiracy!

Now even if Walcott slows down his speed, England has a high chance of scoring. Portugal's central defender Ze Castro even only defends back to the center circle... He is running very hard, but unfortunately he is not a speed player by nature. But the two full-backs are chasing back quickly.

Rooney rushed to the front, and he raised his arm to signal Walcott to pass the ball.

Walcott, who had already dribbled the ball into the penalty area, looked at the goalkeeper Patricio who was attacking, and then looked at Rooney. She swept the ball over.

The ball was a little forward... Rooney gritted his teeth and rushed over, then kicked the ball!

"England's counterattack... Walcott is very fast! Patricio attacks! He abandons the goal and attacks! Rooney rushed in. Will Walcott pass the ball... He passes the ball! He passes the ball! He passes the ball! A little big, a little big. A little big... a shovel!!" The neutral Spanish commentator spoke very fast, like a machine gun, causing the audience's heart to beating faster.

He hit the football, and the football changed its line and bounced towards the goal.

Motson has already yelled out the voice of celebrating the goal in advance: "goooo—"

The football flew out a parabola and fell into the empty gate.

“——oooal!!”

Lying outside the court, Pepe saw this scene and angrily smashed the turf with his hands.

Tang En raised his fists and swung his way to the sky. People on the coach's seat and bench behind him rushed out and cheered.

Rooney got up from the ground and ran excitedly towards Walcott who was passing the ball for him. Downing and Mitcher, who were still sprinting just now, did not slow down and turned to chase Rooney. Other players in England were also running towards the frontcourt. This scene was really spectacular.

It took less than fifteen seconds from England's interception to their full attack to celebrate the goal. More Portuguese players were still stunned in the frontcourt and did not react.

Queroz kicked the water bottle at his feet angrily. England is too forced and too cunning!!

"England scored their first goal in this Cup, and in the 23rd minute, they led Portugal 1:0! This is just their second shot in the whole game! It's a terrible efficiency!"
Chapter completed!
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