Green Life

Liverpool, Anfield, the first leg of the UEFA Champions League semi-final in 0708, when the game reached the 77th minute, it was another historic moment.

Mark Qin, who just stepped into the field after hugging Torres from the sidelines, set a new record for the youngest player in the semi-finals of the Champions League at the age of 16 years and 308 days.

"This is another milestone for Ma Keqin," Zhan Jun said behind the commentary booth. "We thought he could start, but he sat on the bench, but at the end of the game, he was still on the bench. Played and set another new record."

"He is also the first person of Chinese descent," Zhang Lu said with emotion, "Mark Qin has broken too many age records this season, and I think it will be difficult for someone to come later. In mainstream European football, he can be said to be Chinese. proud of

Zhan Jun's expectant voice came, "Ma Keqin has a nickname on the Internet called the Record Terminator. His debut history is a miracle, and he can even make a movie. Let's see if he can save Liverpool this time." "

Numerous news networks and commentators announced the birth of this record at the same time. Ma Keqin, who was running to the forward position, followed history every step of the way, creating his own legendary chapter.

There was not much time left for him. Counting the stoppage time, there were still fifteen minutes at most. When he ran to his position, Terry stood by his side.

Terry and Carvalho are also an excellent pair of central defenders. Terry is tough, fierce, and has strong frontal interception ability. seamless.

Terry looked at Mark Qin, who was a head shorter than himself, and knew that this kid was very powerful. He was completely different from Torres. He was still a teammate of the national team. For fear of losing Jingzhou carelessly.

"Every time I see Mark play at a critical moment, I can't help but feel a surge of anticipation," Peterson said, "Although there is not much time left."

McManaman agreed with him, echoing: "Maybe he can always create unexpected performances, no one knows when he will have a flash of light."

Benitez stood on the sidelines, just a little fluke. Mark Qin had too many flashes of inspiration this season. He was just like grasping at straws. I hope there will be one more time. There are more than ten minutes left to replace Torres. Consider his defense.

On the field, Liverpool's offense is still going on. What is in front of Mark Qin is the strongest shield in the Premier League. They only conceded 23 goals in the league throughout the season, ranking first in the least conceded goals list.

Their defensive line had few obvious weaknesses,

Especially after the three tough guys in the midfield recovered, Ma Keqin was quickly surrounded by muscles like a short referee standing on a heavyweight boxing ring.

The primary problem he faced was that he couldn't get the ball at all, and his teammates couldn't pass it. The ball was constantly flying left and right on the periphery and Liverpool's wings, but he couldn't break into Chelsea's fortress.

Mark Qin dodged left and right in the penalty area, trying to find a gap, he needed space, but...

no space!

"Gerard, a long shot, hit Makelele in the back, Alonso got the ball and gave it to Benayoun on the wing, Benayoun made a straight push and gave it to the sideline of the penalty area. mark"

Ferreira stuck to him firmly behind, so that Mark Qin had no chance to turn around, but this was the first time he had a chance to receive the ball at his feet in the past few minutes, but it had already reached the outside of the penalty area.

He shook his shoulders from side to side, trying to turn around with the ball, but Ferreira didn't give him a chance at all. Although this Mourinho direct descendant, who also has black hair, did not perform as well as Porto at Chelsea, his defense was very solid.

Feeling that there was no chance, he didn't waste time, passed the ball back to Enrique behind him, turned around and ran into the penalty area.

In the past ten minutes, that was his battlefield, no matter how many times he fell down, no matter how fiercely he was squeezed, he would not be able to back down.

It must be like a flag leading the direction of attack!

Because he is the only striker on the field now, his duty is to be a bridgehead, to suppress Chelsea's back line for his teammates behind him, and provide them with forward passing points, so that Chelsea's back line cannot be boldly pressed.

He can withdraw from the penalty area, but how can they play without a striker now.

Enrique reluctantly made a cross, which was cleared by Ashley Cole at the far point, and was picked up by Liverpool players on the outside. Arbeloa passed it to Alonso in the middle.

The attack continued.

After going back and forth like this several times, ten minutes have passed, Chelsea even Drogba has returned, and there are only five minutes left in the game.

Chelsea is waiting to celebrate the victory, beating Manchester United and Liverpool in three days, which can create their strong momentum for sprinting.

Having been eliminated from the Champions League by Liverpool for many years in a row, it is time for them to vent their anger this year.

"The end of the game is getting closer and closer. Liverpool still haven't found the key to break Chelsea's goal. We see Kalou warming up on the sidelines and preparing to play. This should be a tactical substitution," Peterson said.

Liverpool have now completely given up organization, because if they don't play the ball into the penalty area, they will never have a chance to threaten Chelsea's goal in this game.

Gerrard and Dirk Both pressed into the penalty area, and Alonso pressed to the top of the arc of the penalty area. Now the backcourt depends on the ball from the horse and the central defender, and they directly hoist the ball to the penalty area. Now they can rely on Only luck.

Ma Keqin is also tenaciously trying to grab points in the penalty area, looking for good opportunities to score goals. His physical fitness is not a problem at all.

It doesn't matter what position you play now, it's about getting the ball and putting him in the damn goal.

"Javier Mascherano kicked the ball up from the midfield and lobbed it into the box," said Peterson.

The ball went straight to the right side of the penalty area, and Dirk Dirk jumped up hard, caught Ashley Cole and ferried the ball to the small penalty area.

Due to the fierce confrontation, the top of the ball had little power, and Mark Qin and Gerrard fought fiercely in the small penalty area.

"Gerrard and Terry were fighting like hell, they jumped at the same time, Terry won, headed the ball out of the box, not far, Alonso rushed up, Makelele, he didn't have a chance to shoot... ", Peterson cracklingly explained the chaos in the restricted area.

Now most of the players on both sides are concentrated between the arc top of the big penalty area and the line of the small penalty area, and the ball is fighting back and forth, which is extremely chaotic.

Alonso rushed up just now, but it was a half-high ball close to his chest. He had no chance or time to complete the shot, so he had to raise his leg and use an irregular movement to hit the ball back into the penalty area.

Mark Qin finally hoped to receive a ball at his feet for the second time in this game, but strictly speaking, this is a knife mountain ball.

He opened his arms and leaned against Carvalho behind him near the penalty area line. Terry next to him and Makelele who turned around had already rushed over.

However, his strength is still a level behind the central defender. Carvalho moved forward against him, and he couldn't stand up at all.

He only has one chance to handle the ball. Even if he falls now, he doesn't think the referee will award a penalty. It's too far-fetched.

Facing the jumping ball, Mark Qin leaned back and leaned on Carvalho, trying not to let his legs directly destroy the ball behind him.

Then straighten the arch of the right foot, gently place it under the ball, and try to pick the ball to the left.

In the blink of an eye, he felt that the one who could have some advantage in the air was the one who stepped in to face Ashley Cole's Didier.

"Mark hooked the ball sideways to the far post, Kevin Dirk came up, Ashley Cole..."

Chelsea's biggest crisis of the game finally broke out in front of Chelsea. Dirk Drivet pressed Ashley Cole from behind and won this most crucial header for Liverpool again.

Cech quickly moved to the side of the goal post to block the near corner. The ball was hooked by Mark Qin and had no strength, so he had no choice but to press forward as hard as he could, pushing the ball to the center of the goal, trying to avoid Cech's blocked hands. .

"Dukiter, header...", Peterson shouted, this is Liverpool's life-threatening attack at the last moment of the game.

"Cech..., he touched his finger, the ball hit the crossbar, the penalty area, Mark..."

The process just now was actually in the blink of an eye. Carvalho saw the trajectory of the ball, immediately gave up Mark Qin, ran to the center of the goal, and assisted Cech to block.

When the top of the crossbar fell on the top of Dirk's header, he stepped forward and wanted to bounce the ball with a big foot to clear the ball, and Cech, who turned around, was about to pounce again.

But there is a red figure who is faster, this is the opportunity he is struggling to find, only once!

Mark Qin turned from the small penalty area, stepped and kicked his legs, and had no chance of Carvalho's raised thigh and Petr Cech's punch.

Even if there is a mountain of knives and a sea of ​​fire in front of him, he will jump off today to have a good time!

"Woo", that was the whimpering wind in the sky, all the fans in the stands had stood up, and all the noise in the bar stopped instantly! They are all waiting for Liverpool's final, redemption.

Ma Keqin felt himself flying out, and felt the ball hit his head. Before he could react, he felt a severe pain in his chest, followed by his head!

"Oh...", the stands were full of panic!

They clearly saw Cech's fist and Carvalho's raised calf, and they met Mark Qin intimately.

"Goal...al...al, Mark, it's Mark again, a brave follow-up shot, he saved Liverpool again!", Peterson took off his headset and yelled frantically!

He knew it, he knew it, it must be so!

In the crowd in the penalty area, a figure stood up with his hands on the ground, because he saw the black and white elf in the goal.

The inexplicable wetness on the side of his face and the pain in his chest were ignored, and he ran towards the fan area yelling frantically.

Just like last year when he scored his first goal and kicked open the gate of the first team, he flew towards the fans.

"At 16 years and 308 days, he broke the record of the youngest scorer in the Champions League semi-final created by Martins in 2003 at 18 years and 197 days, more than 500 days ahead of schedule," Zhan Jun shouted excitedly.

"Ah...", he looked crazy, as if he wanted to vent his dissatisfaction, and he seemed to be howling: the best player was put on the sidelines!

"Mark, Mark, you're bleeding...", the fans screamed, instead of slapping him like last time, they anxiously waved their arms towards the coach's bench.

The people in the front row quickly supported Mark Qin's shoulders, took out the scarf of the companion next to him, and pressed his bleeding head wound. When Dirk Dirk and Gerrard who had just run over saw this, they turned around and shouted. Call for the team doctor to come over.

bleeding? Ma Keqin gradually freed himself from the selfless excitement, watching the people around him anxiously waving their arms and yelling, and then a man with a medical kit on his back quickly ran to his side and helped him to sit on the ground .

Blood had already begun to flow over his right eye, adding another layer of hazy bright red to the redness everywhere.

Cheers, Shouts, Passions, and Never Walk Alone!

Here... is Anfield.

We haven't lost here for a long time.

There are no cries of frustration here, only dirges of battle!

no matter who!

I'm Mark Qin and I'll be the best player.

Will be the greatest... legend here!