It's cheating, but Hazard

Chapter 272 I Want Glory to Bow to Me
With Charles temporarily leaving the field, the Spanish team went crazy facing this rare situation where the number of players was still equal.

They knew very well that if they could not expand the score within these five minutes and if Charles could still persist in the game after the half-time break, the Spanish team, who were one man short, would surely die.

As for the great news that Charles cannot play, it is not something that needs to be considered at this critical moment of life and death.

For the French team, this is their darkest moment.

They were still playing football, but in an instant, it was as if their backbone had been taken away and they became confused.

Charles, who was receiving treatment on the sidelines, was speechless. Looking at this scene, he couldn't help but get anxious and angry. He waved his arms wildly, signaling his teammates to concentrate.

Ribery and Evra quickly called all their teammates over on the field.

"Hold on, we are still tied with them. As long as we wait until the first half is over and after the halftime break, Charles can play after he has rested well. All we have to do now is to hold on!"

"We have come this far and there is no turning back. The World Cup trophy is there. There are 65 minutes left and we have to hold it in our hands or watch the other team snatch it away."

"Are we going to be that coward, that loser, and watch them take away everything that belongs to us?"

Before the remaining players could answer, the referee came over and urged them to get ready for the game.

All the players slowly returned to their positions, but the answers to these questions had already been planted in their hearts.

Soon, the game continued.

But the smell of gunpowder on the scene was even stronger than before.

41 minutes.

After Lori kicked the ball out, the French team quickly counterattacked. Malouda headed the ball and then passed it to Benzema, who used his speed to overtake Puyol. When he was about to break through in the penalty area, the ball was directly taken away by Casillas, and then Benzema fell when he stepped over Casillas.

Benzema rushed to the referee and wanted a penalty, but this time Weber was still blind as he was the first time and was unwilling to give a penalty.

Charles was watching anxiously from the sidelines.

Domenegue also felt pain in his knees while kneeling.

Maybe Weber was also upset, so he directly showed Benzema a yellow card.

In the 44th minute, Spain seized the opportunity and made a series of exquisite cooperation to rush towards the French goal. Diaby, who failed to intercept, looked at Iniesta who was getting farther and farther away, and knocked Iniesta down directly from the side and rear.

Spain's chance was successfully eliminated, but Diaby also received a yellow card.

Second minute of stoppage time.

Both sides were already blood-thirsty. Just as Ribery was running wildly on the wing with the ball, Ramos also fell to the ground and tackled Ribery.

After seeing this scene, Weber took out a yellow sapphire card and gave it to Ramos without hesitation.

Ramos wanted to argue, but Weber blew the whistle to end the game.

Intermission.

With gauze in his mouth, Charles followed the team doctor back to the locker room, but out of the corner of his eye he suddenly saw Domenegue still kneeling there without moving.

He quickly turned back and tried to pull him up.

Charles said incoherently with his tongue spread out: "Coach, halftime, rest."

But Domenegue did not move.

"Okay, get up."

Hearing this, Domenegue raised his head and turned around.

"My legs are numb and I can't get up..."

The assistant coach also rushed over at this time, with a smile on his face, "Hey, Charles, you should go back and rest first. He is casting a spell. I will arrange the tactics for the halftime break."

Domenegue wanted to say something, but he saw the assistant coach glaring at him and shut up instantly.

The assistant coach felt that the reason this happened, which was contrary to Domenegue's divination result, was because he was not pious enough in the previous game.

In this case, he should just kneel throughout this game.

Seeing that Domenegue was unwilling to get up and the assistant coach kept pulling him back, Charles finally walked back to the locker room.

The French team's locker room.

The assistant coach stood in front of the tactical board with a smile on his face.

"Team doctor, how is Ciel now?"

The players who were originally doing their own things immediately pricked up their ears.

Chelsea's team doctor straightened his coat. "Charles doesn't have a serious problem. The vomiting of blood looks very serious, but Pedro's elbow didn't hurt his internal organs. After our emergency treatment, he can play in the second half, but his tongue will be very painful."

The Italian team doctor adjusted his glasses and said, "That's right. The current problem is that his tongue is seriously injured. It will take half a month to fully recover. During this period of time, his speech will be greatly affected."

The French team's doctor saw that everyone else had finished speaking and could only nod frantically.

"Yes, yes, I think so too."

Charles leaned back in his chair and didn't want to talk.

The assistant coach and other team members all breathed a sigh of relief.

"Okay, then let's arrange the tactics for the second half."

"In the first half, our defense was very successful. The defense line was pushed out and the midfield intercepted and pressed. We were relatively successful. But there is one thing, Turan, you have to stay focused and don't make any more mistakes."

"In the second half, when they were one man down, we could focus most of our energy on defense. First, we had to not lose the ball, then we could look for opportunities to counterattack and commit fouls when necessary. Diaby did a good job just now, disrupting their rhythm and preventing them from advancing."

"Spain is playing wide and breaking through. Pay attention to Ramos, he already has a yellow card."

"So there's an opportunity to counterattack, everyone, I don't care which foot you have, even if you have two left feet, like Morata, you have to use your head to pass the damn ball to Charles!"

The Spanish dressing room.

Bosque pulled the whiteboard over and said, "Pedri, you can go take a shower now."

Pedri lowered his head silently, picked up his things and walked straight into the bathroom.

The 15-minute halftime break is not just for chicken soup.

And in the current situation, drinking chicken soup is of no use at all.

"France is very combative. Compared with the previous few games, they are more stable and pragmatic, pay more attention to discipline, restrain and sacrifice their own personality, and all the players hope to create a strong collective."

"It is very difficult to advance through the middle. Our next offensive focus should still be on the wing. Ramos, you and Pique will switch positions in a moment. Pique, you will defend the wing."

"Then we don't know if Charles will play or not. The worst-case scenario is that after the 15-minute break, he will continue to play."

“So we had to create some strategies.”

"I know he used to be a teammate of most of you, but at this moment, he is our opponent. I don't care how good your relationship was in the past. Next, if you can't stop Ciel, just foul him and knock him down."

"Then we have to find a way to get the French players to get a card. The best way is to irritate Charles and get him a card."

"As long as he leaves the field, France will no longer have the current level of strength. We slowly controlled the ball and finally the victory of the game belonged to us."

Busquets lowered his head.

Pedro retreated into the bathroom.

Bosque glanced at his watch again, clapped his hands, and raised his voice: "This will be our toughest game. Similarly, this will also be the greatest moment in the history of Spanish football. We are a more patient and powerful team. Two years ago, we stood at the top of Europe. Now, at the Johannesburg Stadium, we will stand at the top of the world!"

Fifteen minutes passed quickly.

After the change of sides, the game restarts.

France has the ball.

After the kick-off, Benzema passed the ball back to the backcourt to organize the game.

Soon, Gallas saw the right opportunity and knocked the ball forward. Turan did not look up, but passed the ball directly to Charles.

The moment Charles received the ball, four players from Spain's midfield and backcourt immediately rushed towards him.

Just as Busquets stretched out his foot, Charles took the lead and kicked the ball out.

Everyone's eyes were on Ribery. The moment Pique rushed forward, Ribery made another big transfer and the ball reached the middle in a moment.

Standing at the top of the penalty area, Charles was sandwiched between four defensive players. He lightly pointed his toes at the ball, and the ball passed through the dense space like a dragonfly skimming the water.

Benzema received the ball just one meter away and fell to the ground and shot without any adjustments.

Pique, Ramos, Puyol and others rushed towards the ball in a panic, and Casillas acted decisively and quickly got to the ground.

The ball hit his leg, avoided Malouda and Capdevila and bounced out of the penalty area.

Ribery rushed towards the ball quickly, and Pique turned back again and blocked Ribery.

At the same time, Charles and Malouda both withdrew from the penalty area.

Just as Charles returned to the top of the penalty area, Ribery pretended to pass the ball through Pique's crotch, and at the moment when the ball was fooled, Ribery kicked the ball with the outside of his foot.

Fake news shooting!

Puyol, who was guarding in front of the goal, jumped high and cleared the ball before anyone could react.

"That was a close call! The match just started, but both sides showed no reservations."

"Ribery's long-range shot fooled everyone, but in the end it was cleared by the experienced Puyol."

"Corner for France."

"Charle has walked back to the corner area. I wonder what tactics he will use this time."

"All the Spanish players are getting nervous... at the back post - chance -"

"Benzema headed the ball with great force, but Casillas made a great save and dragged the ball away with one hand. Unfortunately, the timing was not right and the horse could not move. What can Yu Ji, Yu Ji, do?"

Pique rushed towards the ball quickly, and at the same time, Charles also rushed into the field.

In the originally chaotic Spanish penalty area, almost all the players rushed out.

However, the Spanish players, who finally got the rare breathing space, felt that the hands clamping around their necks did not loosen, but became tighter and tighter.

As the two men got closer and closer to the ball, just when Charles took the lead and overtook Pique and was about to get the ball, Pique made up his mind and stretched out his foot from behind, trying to poke the ball out.

With gauze in his mouth, Charles pushed Pique away with his left hand, then kicked the ball above.

Diaby, who was not far away, turned around and shook off Xavi, delaying time on the spot. Soon, Charles, who was originally entangled with Pique, flew over as fast as lightning.

It's now!

Diaby used his knee to push the ball with the outside of his foot.

"Snapped!"

Charles did not slow down at all. Busquets and Iniesta, who were originally guarding beside him, were left behind by him. Pique and Ramos rushed up quickly.

"... Another point is that Charles's pass is too clever. Spain has so many midfield masters but they can't break Charles' long pass... Charles - make a pass in the middle... Pierre-Emerick Aubameyang falls to the ground to block the ball. Pay attention to Benzema's position... Shoot!"

"Benzema fired a high shot and France once again missed the chance to overtake."

"Let's look at the replay. Charles passed the ball after he got the ball. Diaby delayed the time after receiving the ball, and then passed the ball straight to Charles when he wanted the ball."

"After getting the ball, Charles made another breakthrough."

"Benzema successfully beat the offside and ran to the most suitable position, but Casillas's positioning and blocking made his shooting posture too awkward and he ended up firing a cannon."

"How should I put it? Ordinary players can't run to this position, which means there is no possibility of firing an anti-aircraft gun."

"Benzema's off-ball movement created this opportunity, but in the end his shot was a cannon."

The moment the ball was shot, Benzema immediately realized the final result and buried his head in the ground.

How many great opportunities like this can come along in a game?

Wasting opportunities will be punished, but is the price of missing out on the World Cup?

He has just ruined the team's efforts and may even ruin the team's future.

The regret and tremendous pressure made him unable to get up.

"It's okay, get up."

Benzema wiped his face, took the hand extended by Charles, and stood up again.

"Charles, I..."

Charles shook his head and patted Benzema's shoulder seriously, "The game is not over yet."

"I will, score a goal."

Benzema nodded with a sob and started running again.

But in the following time, although the French team had one more player, Casillas was in great form, coupled with a happy Benzema and a changed tactical Spain, their frequent fouls constantly interrupted the rhythm of the French team.

So far, Webber has directly issued 10 yellow cards, an average of five yellow cards per team.

Charles alone has received one red card, two yellow cards and two verbal warnings.

This requires Charles to threaten the Spanish goal with the ball, and when they have no other way to resolve the crisis, the Spanish players can only commit fouls.

If you handle the situation well, you will receive a verbal warning; if you handle the situation poorly, you will receive a yellow card.

Until the 72nd minute of the game, the score between the two sides remained at 1:1.

"The fouls on both sides are very strong now. The difference is that the French team is focused on disrupting Spain's rhythm, while Spain is focused on fouling Charles."

"Although Charles can still pass a lot of threatening balls, judging from the data, his number of passes has obviously decreased compared to the first half."

"As the core of France's frontcourt, his rhythm was disrupted many times. This is a fatal problem for France."

Xavi made a long pass from midfield, and Iniesta, who was making a forward run, successfully used the fried meatballs to create space for his kick when facing Sagna's defense, and then immediately made a cross.

Diaby, who was guarding the front point, headed the ball and cleared it.

Busquets and Xia rushed towards the ball at the same time. Charles, who had more explosive power, controlled the ball under his feet again and Busquets was left behind by him.

And in front of him was almost a large open space.

The Spaniards finally created a valuable opportunity, so naturally all their players pressed forward.

Pique, who had already passed the center line, looked around and saw that there was only him and Capdevila around him, and he suddenly felt a chill in his heart.

Without any hesitation, just as Charles was approaching him with the ball, Pique also accelerated and rushed towards Charles.

"Snapped--"

Pique fell to the ground and made a tackle. Busquets, who was following behind Charles, quickly jumped up, but Charles only had time to jump up to avoid the back-tackle with his legs, and then fell directly from mid-air.

"Look at Iniesta first. This wing attack was very threatening, but they ended up playing with one man less. In the absence of Pedro, they could only play on one wing, and it was easy to be outplayed."

"The ball was cleared... Actually, I think for Spain right now... Shit!"

"Pique directly tackled Charles who was dribbling at high speed. In the second half of the game, Charles attracted all the offensive firepower by himself. This was probably the last straw that broke the camel's back."

"Yellow card. Currently, Pique, Ramos, Iniesta, Busquets, Puyol and Capdevila all have a yellow card."

"Charles stood up again."

"Now no one in Spain dares to commit a foul. Charles has exchanged his injuries for the best offensive opportunity for the French team!"

"Charles took the ball in the middle and flew up again, leaving Busquets far behind. The Corsican sea breeze was destined to whistle towards his destination."

Ribery, Benzema and Malouda, as the new trident, all rushed to the front. As the defensive players in the middle became more and more dense, Charles quickly pushed the ball with the outside of his foot.

The moment Malouda received the ball, Charles rushed straight to the top of the penalty area;

Behind Malouda, Evra seemed to have reached his peak moment and rushed to the baseline quickly.

Malouda wanted to pass the ball, but when he looked up, he saw Charles raising his left hand and pointing at Evra.

"call out--"

After receiving the ball, Evra rushed forward, but Capdevila did not dare to foul him at the moment when he was about to pass the ball. He could only quickly get to the ground and try to block the ball with his body.

"Here's your chance - shoot!"

"Ciel!!!"

"All the Spanish players are trying hard to catch up, but they can't keep up with Charles's pace, the whistling wind of Corsica, or the clattering of Napoleon's iron hooves."

"Evra made the cross but Capdevila was still a step too late and the ball went past his toes."

"Puyol fell to the ground and tried to stop the ball, but he didn't expect that the ball would fly past him from behind."

"Charles appeared at the back post like a ghost, he flicked his left foot past Casillas and shot!"

"Saint Casillas no longer had the strength to fight against Napoleon of France. The moment he fell to the ground, Spain's rock-solid defense collapsed directly in front of Charles."

"The ball is in!"

"In the 75th minute, Charles scored the winning goal and completed the comeback."

"Conquer everything or nothing?"

“No, I want glory to bow down to me!”

There are indeed a lot of yellow cards, but in this game, Weber directly issued 14 yellow cards and countless verbal warnings, and his control over the game situation was indeed average. Compared with reality, the author has been very restrained.

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