Green Life

Cape Town, Green Point Stadium, the Orange and White Legion divided the stands into two, the Netherlands and England, across the sea from the European continent, and now, they are fighting passionately across the green field!

This is the semi-finals of the World Cup, and this is the arena of life and death leading to the finals that wait every four years!

One side is the sinking of 44 years, and the other is the regret of 32 years. Fate sent these two teams here. Tonight, it will give one of the teams a chance to start again.

The orange fans cheered loudly, the white fans turned against the sky, and the dreamy ends of the earth lived up to its name today, and a violent storm blew up!

"For pride and honor, fight, fight, fight, England forever!"

"Real men wear orange, the dreaded orange, Holland, Holland!"

The stadium is already full of seats, and the warm-up players are sent away. Now they are only waiting for the game to officially start. There is no moment of tranquility, and the confrontation of slogans cannot stop for a moment.

Celebrities, stars, celebrities, at the moment in the Green Point Stadium, there is no shortage of them all. Prince William took Prince Harry to the VIP seat punctually.

Charlize Theron, Ernie Els, and Genevieve Morton, the South African football baby who became popular during the World Cup, will also win Oscar Leonardo when they die.

Mick Jagger, lead singer of the Rolling Stones, Miss Hilton, Black Mamba, Kobe, A Cup of Erguotou, Chen Xiaochun, Squidward Stealing the Spotlight, International Chapter and other stars are all listed!

Bobby Charlton and Cruyff sat together in the VIP seats on the rostrum. Although Cruyff said that he did not support this Dutch national team, how could he give up his homeland so easily, so he Dragging his sick body to South Africa, just to support them to reach the final.

If they can make it to the finals, the royal families, presidents, and prime ministers of various countries will be shocked at that time. Political stars at the level of the royal family, presidents, and prime ministers will come to the scene to show their faces. The World Cup has been going on until now, not only it can be called, but it has really attracted the attention of the world!

"Which team can conquer this beautiful South African continent today by following the footsteps of Dias more than 500 years ago on the shore of the famous Cape of Good Hope, across this dazzling Green Point Stadium, and lead to the finish line?" , Duan Xuan's voice sounded in the live broadcast as usual.

Although it is already early morning in China, I believe that most people will not miss the remaining two games, because they will witness the historical journey of a Chinese athlete.

Maybe it is a great achievement, maybe it is a regret, but what is indelible is that I have been here.

"yes,

Ma Keqin, President Ma, in the list announced in the morning, he will continue to be the main midfielder without exception, and he will lead England to the chance to enter the World Cup final in 44 years." Duan Xuan's voice was calm and excited, Calm with anticipation.

Our unfulfilled dreams will first be shown by him!

In the studio of the Chongming Football Base, a group of children sat in a circle. They all had famous nicknames, "Chengying", "Ronaldo", "Maldini", "Gattuso"...

An old man surnamed Xu pointed at the TV in a cadence and taught: "Wait open your eyes and watch carefully to see how "Madane" kicks. He is just like you, even not as fast as some of you." Quick, but they can play in the top four of the World Cup, they are the core of the top teams, what do they rely on, their brains..."

For this group of teenagers, they also have the impression that the greatest star they have ever seen is Zidane. Since the positions are similar, Mark Qin has another nickname here.

The wind blows the treetops, and in the scorching summer, countless children's beds silently hang up posters of Mark Qin playing football, the Premier League, the Champions League, and the World Cup, illuminating the whole world.

A healthy and sunny idol is better than thousands of exhortations and countless sticks, because what he shows is the light of hopes and dreams that he has personally practiced.

...

"Boys, no one is looking at us, they think we play ugly, not Dutch at all, I want to say fkoff, fuck him, are they giving us the World Cup? Are they giving us medals?, No," Van Marwijk waved his arms excitedly, his sonorous and forceful words echoed in the locker room, his white hair fluttering without wind.

"It's us, relying on our feet, legs and unremitting running, winning 5 games in a row." He opened his palm, as if shaking his great achievements, "We fought back minute by minute, this is not Anyone's charity has nothing to do with magnificence, what is condensed in him is your sweat!"

"Cruyff is sitting outside," he pointed out, "he doesn't like our football, but it's okay, he came here, dragging his sick body, not to see you become gorgeous, but Want to see you guys win, win, get it? Go to the goddamn final!"

"Roar", the Dutch players were blushing, their blood was flowing, and they roared loudly, "Beat England and reach the damn final!", "For Cruyff, fight!"

"Treat me every minute as a final, every inch of the lawn as a battlefield, let those who look down on us see how tough we are, and let those who don't believe in us eat shit like hell !"

"fkdeath!", "Let them see our colors!", the Oranje stood up one after another, a rare unity and cohesion in their locker room this year.

"Keep our style of play and firmly believe that we can win. No matter which area Mark enters, block him, entangle him, crush him! As long as Mark is restricted, the balance will tilt towards us!", Van Maar Wake swept past the Dutch players one by one, with sharp eyes, "You guys, are you ready?"

"Go, fight!", "Roar", the crowd was passionate, he waved his hand, "Let's go!"

The war is full of smoke, and the flames of war are getting stronger. No one will back down, no one will want to let it go, and the dressing room in England is equally passionate, and the three armies are on standby!

Here is burning passion like fire, here is full of desire like wolf!

Mark Qin closed his eyes and leaned on the seat, his teammates' heavy breathing and Capello's final confession filled his ears. This did not involve tactics, because the tactics had been rehearsed a few days ago.

All that's left is to fight to the death!

"The Netherlands is stronger than imagined, don't be dazzled by the flattery outside," Capello said seriously, "Strictly implement our predetermined tactics, be steady, patient, and careful!"

"Their counterattacks are sharp, and the long passes on both sides are dispatched quickly. If I see someone disobeying discipline and missing someone in the defense, there are many players on the bench who want to play!"

"Bobby Charlton is in the stands. It is said that Gascoigne is also here. Fans from all over England can't wait to squeeze into this stadium with tens of thousands of people to watch your game."

"Glory! But the greater glory must be after you win, otherwise it will only become a greater shame. Yes, it is a shame. The world will laugh at you for falling to the top 4 again."

"Think about what they will say, oh, poor England, their World Cup is destined to be full of tragedies! The top four is their Waterloo!" He spread his hands, "Isn't it very annoying?"

Ma Keqin felt that his teammates were breathing more and more heavily, and the locker room was getting hotter and hotter. There was also a fire in his heart, and he only thought of wanton venting on the field.

"There is no sympathy in this world, and no one will spare the time to look at the weak who have failed." Capello said more and more angrily, as if substituting some kind of emotion, "The winner will enjoy everything, and the loser can only live in the dark. In the corner, like a mouse, panicking out of the sky!"

"Answer me loudly, which one do you want to be?", he suddenly shouted!

"Victory!", "Victory!", "Damn victor!"

"Go", he waved his hand, full of ambition!

...

The locker room doors on both sides of the aisle slammed open, and the sound in the stadium hit the eardrums like lightning, and the orange clothes and the white ones looked at each other and filed out.

The Uzbekistan referee Lafshan, who had been waiting at the entrance of the passage, waved his hand to indicate that the two sides lined up, and the referee team began to check the equipment of the players of the two teams one by one.

The familiar players on both sides looked at each other and smiled, and quickly converged. Everton's Heitinga, Bayern's Van Bommel and Arjen Robben, Inter Milan's Sneijder, Arsenal's Van Persie, and Liverpool's Dirk, were all old acquaintances.

But at this moment, all personal relationships have been left behind. In this 90-minute or 120-minute battlefield, they only face the enemy who prevents them from entering the final.

The referee's name "Lafshan" means "brightness" in Uzbekistan. Tonight, I don't know who will go to the light in the orange or white!

Rafchamp confirmed with the two assistant referees, glanced at his watch for the last time in the noisy passage, and asked the captain Van Bommel and Gerrard on both sides: "Are you ready?"

Time flies, time is like a song, the orange and white colors that appeared at the entrance of the passage brought back too many people's memories, Bobby Charlton's brilliant reappearance, Cruyff's unfulfilled ambition, Gascoigne's innocence Tears!

How much youth you have spent here, how much glory you have won, how many tears you have buried, how many stories you will write, how many winds and sands of the past!

The World Cup, the World Cup, the glory of enjoying the world alone, and the generosity of the song is the cup of God.

Only here, there is an epic, only here, it cannot be copied!

The beautiful green dot stadium by the sea instantly set off a higher decibel, which is the unique heat of the World Cup, resounding in this seaside city, a historical site!

"England fans, England fans", Lineker's magnetic and passionate voice instantly spread to thousands of households, street bars, countless people stick to it, and countless people stay.

"The much-anticipated semi-final, the great England's first step towards the God's Cup, will begin soon. Players from both sides have entered the field, and the entrance ceremony will begin soon." Following the words, the director directly cut out the two sides list, although most of them are already known.

Netherlands:

Goalkeeper: Stekellenburg

Defenders: Van Bronckhorst, Boulahrouz, Heitinga, Mathieson

Midfielders: Van Bommel, Sneijder, De Zeeut

Forwards: Robin van Persie, Kevin Dirk, Arjen Robben

England:

Goalkeeper: Joe Hart

Defenders: Ashley Cole, Terry, Carragher, Glenn Johnson

Midfielders: Barry, Maxine, Lampard, Gerrard

Forwards: Rooney, Crouch

"England ushered in a major good news before the game. The fierce midfielder De Jong of the Dutch team has been confirmed to be unable to participate in this game due to minor injuries. This will be a huge blow to their defense," Lineker excitedly Said.

"The Netherlands only conceded 3 goals in 5 games. De Jong contributed a lot. His sweeping of the midfielder is very important. England will not encounter this trouble today"

"That's right," Wilson also admitted, "We conceded a total of 6 goals, and we are indeed inferior to the Netherlands in defense, so what England will play today is offense. De Jong's absence will gradually tilt the victory towards us!"

Gascoigne sat in a corner of the VIP seat, very inconspicuous. He looked at the Three Lions soldiers in white, as if dreaming back to the summer of Italy, where his talents and tears were found.

When he learned that England had entered the semi-finals, he couldn't help but come back after leaving the football circle, to see if the dream of hope could become a fairy tale.

He is full of controversies and has a lot of bad habits, but he never lacks sincerity and straightforwardness. The deeper the world, the more normal people seem, and the simpler the more out of gregarious.

He has been to Gansu Tianma, although the process was a bit bad, and the impression he left was not very good. He thought that he was looking for him to play football, but he didn't know that he was looking for fame.

Is he too simple, or the world is too complicated?

But he couldn't avoid the dreamy boy whom the media has frequently compared to him recently.

Familiar story, he was even 4 years younger than him, he was 23 that year, and he was 19 this year.

I just don't know that he will shed pure tears and write a story here just like he did in Italy.

Still, the horse stepped on the golden weapon, and the company was broken...