Messi was so scared that he cried when he maxed out his header talent at the start of the game

Chapter 291

David James has recalled the ups and downs of his career over the past decade.

Summer of 1990.

At that time, he had just turned 20.

He made his professional debut at Watford.

He can still remember the excitement when he first stepped into the professional arena.

Two years later.

With his outstanding performance at Watford.

He successfully transferred to the giants Liverpool.

The first time he put on the uniform of the Premier League Red Army, he cried with joy and called his mother for two hours.

Seven years.

He spent a full seven years in Liverpool, from gradually becoming a starter to failing in competition, performing poorly, and sitting on the bench.

It seemed to be 1999?

After that training match, the head coach informed him that the team had sold him to Aston Villa.

That day.

He stayed alone on the court until the early morning.

After that.

At Aston Villa, he sometimes played and sometimes sat on the bench, and he could never guarantee a starting position.

Then.

He was sold to West Ham United, and his playing time became even less.

Until the summer of 2004.

He was abandoned by West Ham United and came to Manchester City.

The scene of getting along with the Manchester City players around him for two seasons appeared in David James' mind.

Especially that afternoon.

Knight laughed and teased himself in front of everyone.

"David, I carefully studied the data of the past ten years, the number of shots on target and saves made by the goalkeeper, and found that you are the goalkeeper with the lowest defensive success rate among the top teams in the Premier League over the years. What do you think?"

"What do you think? If you say so, it is so."

"Fuck, you are so shameless and don't want to make progress!"

"You curse again? If you curse again, I will punish you to block Su's shot in the training match!"

"Fuck! You let me, who is 1.65 meters tall, be a human being!"

The laughter of the crowd at that time.

It still remains clearly in my mind, and I laughed with everyone at that time.

But no one knows.

I was deeply hurt by Knight's words.

Since that day, I would spend two hours every night to study the schedule and the remaining opponents' games.

And I watched Chelsea's videos over the past two seasons over and over again.

The dominant foot, shooting habits, shooting angles, shooting methods, shooting strength of each Chelsea striker...

I have memorized them all.

Not for a sensation.

Simply.

Just to avoid dragging down teammates in the final battle.

But even so.

3 goals.

In this game, I still let Chelsea players pass the ball across the goal line 3 times.

But today.

But now...

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The picture returns to the court.

James feels the eyes of everyone on the court.

Determined in my heart.

Let me, the worst goalkeeper in the Premier League, become the hero who saves the team.

I will definitely save it.

I will definitely save this penalty!

As long as I save this penalty, I can make everyone laugh happily and let hope return to this court.

I.

Must do it!!!

Joe Cole slowly stepped back two steps, and the hearts of the players on both sides were hanging.

Many fans have covered their eyes.

"Bang!"

Joe Cole swung his arm to speed up, and his right foot hit the bottom of the football heavily.

For this goal, Joe Cole was determined to score!

He would become the hero in this ultimate battle!

However, the goddess of fate had already made arrangements!

Football.

Turned into a long rainbow and rushed towards Manchester City's goal.

"Joe Cole penalty."

"Powerful volley!"

"This ball..."

"James hugged it?!!"

"James!!"

"Amazing save!!!"

"Super amazing save to save Manchester City!"

"Ahhh!"

Everyone couldn't believe their eyes. Joe Cole's powerful shot into the dead corner was not only judged correctly by James.

He also successfully confiscated the football and held it in his arms.

In an instant, the entire Etihad Stadium erupted in unprecedented crazy cheers, and the sound waves surged and boiled in the stadium!

The Chelsea players were stunned, and the Manchester City players were instantly filled with ecstasy.

Jose Mourinho's slight smile froze on his face, and Stuart screamed like a pig being slaughtered.

However.

It's not over yet!

QuicklyJames got up, stretched out his left hand and pointed forward, and raised the football with his right hand.

At this moment.

He became Manchester City's "bugler"!

He shouted loudly.

"Counterattack!!!"

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With James's roar, Manchester City's players reacted quickly and turned to accelerate towards Chelsea's front court.

James threw the football hard to Sun Jihai on the left.

Chelsea's players panicked.

Chaos.

Joe Cole immediately rushed towards Sun Jihai regardless of everything.

Sun Jihai sent a redemption-style high lob in the middle, and the football flew high and far, crossing the Chelsea players gathered in front of Manchester City's goal.

Flying to Modric near the backcourt.

Modric stretched out his left foot to steadily remove the high-speed falling football, and then pushed it to Vassell not far away!

"Counterattack!!!"

"James throws the ball quickly and powerfully!"

"Sun Jihai lobs it from the backcourt!"

"The ball has reached Vassell's feet!"

"Counterattack!!!"

"Manchester City is pushing for a counterattack!"

Wang Tao's voice in the ESPN live studio was hoarse from shouting, and he could clearly feel his heartbeat like a heavy drum!

"Ahhhhhhh!"

The Etihad Stadium had gone crazy long ago, and all the Manchester City diehards stood up, waving their arms and shouting at the top of their lungs.

Vassell!

Facing Claude Makelele's pursuit and pressing, while advancing, he grasped the hard-won ball at his feet.

"Vassell!!"

"Push the pass!"

"Pass it to Cassano!!"

"Barry boy!"

"Keep dribbling and accelerating!!"

At this time on the field, Manchester City's offense no longer had any formation or position to speak of.

Everyone!

Everyone was gritting their teeth and rushing towards Chelsea's goal!

Chelsea.

All the players were running back to defend.

Stop them!

They must be stopped!

Chelsea's players were completely panicked!

They were desperate!

The only thought in their minds was to stop them!

Paulo Ferreira gradually approached Cassano, but was instantly pulled away by the Barry boy's dribbling and changing direction!

"Cassano!"

"He rushed into the penalty area with the ball!"

"Cassano!"

"Send a high and long pass in front of the goal!!"

The football flew into the penalty area, to the left in front of the goal.

That position!

Knight! It's Knight!

The fans were still crazy, and the coaches of both sides held their breath.

Knight faced the flying football.

He raised his left foot directly and knocked on the football without hesitation.

Football.

It didn't fly to the goal.

Instead, it flew high to the middle of the goal.

There!

A figure wearing a No. 9 jersey.

As if destined by heaven, he appeared at that position!

On the big screen.

The timer is ticking.

93:18...

93:19...

93:.....

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