I am Vardy

Seven hundred and seventieth chapters Champions League final (thirteen)

The whole world is exclaiming for Vardy.

The moment Vardy got the ball, he was actually not far from Inter Milan's penalty area. However, in the direction he was facing the Barcelona goal, the entire stadium was empty and there was no obstacle.

In fact, even Vardy was a little dazed at that moment, the kick was unbelievable.

Yes, Barcelona players are all piled up in the Inter Milan penalty area, including goalkeeper Valdes. If there is anyone in front of Vardy, it must be a ghost instead of a human.

This is like a journey of a century, across mountains and seas, and will eventually reach the other side of victory.

However, Vardy seemed to have seen the horrified and inexplicably mortal expression of Valdes behind him.

If this guy didn't die, the situation might not be so bad now.

But now, a goalkeeper appears in the opponent's penalty area. If I don't give you a big gift, wouldn't I be sorry for running so far?

So, is it to send the ball into the Barcelona goal with the longest long-distance attack in the history of world football, or send the ball into the Barcelona goal with the longest lob shot in the history of world football?

Although Vardy is not a Libra, he is also prone to entanglement sometimes.

But now, Vardy has made a clean choice.

Lifting his right foot backwards, not far from the top of the arc of the Inter Milan penalty area, he fired towards the Barcelona goal in the distance.

"Second Battalion Commander, where is your mother's Italian cannon, bring it to me?" Li Yunlong's voice came faintly.

"Commander, I lent the Italian cannon to Vardy..."

In the meantime, the ball flew high, as if flying into the universe and blending into the vast starry sky, but it had the most definite destination.

All the fans couldn't help but let out a long-lasting exclamation, and they were so shocked that they couldn't close their mouths from ear to ear.

Vardy's performance on the green field is always unexpected, but it is always exciting, and this time is no exception.

The length of the Olympic Stadium in Rome is 105 meters, which is a standard football field, and the length of the restricted area is 16.5 meters. Vardy has just left the restricted area. Even if it is 5 meters, then Vardy is still 83.5 meters away from the Barcelona goal. rice.

Vardy actually shot a long shot from this position against the sky. Not to mention that no one has ever accomplished this feat in the history of world football, even in the future, I am afraid no one will be able to do it.

Valdes ran back desperately, but no matter how fast a person ran, how could he run faster than the ball?

Before he ran out of the Inter Milan penalty area, the ball had already flown over the center line and headed towards Barcelona's goal. Valdez paused, with only endless despair in his eyes.

Vardy couldn't help but want to pat Valdes on the shoulder to comfort him.

Anyway, they are all goals, which one is not guarding?

The ball flew farther and farther, getting closer and closer to Barcelona's goal. At this time, everyone's hearts seemed to be flying with the ball.

The Barcelona people can only pray that the ball does not fly into the goal. With such a long distance, Vardy does not have a precision guidance system installed on his feet. Does fate favor Vardy every time?

But when I think that Barcelona is still behind now, even if the goal is not scored, it seems that Barcelona has no chance to comeback, and I can't help feeling discouraged.

Let it go, love or not!

The Inter Milan fans are praying without psychological pressure, praying that Vardy can score another goal, and Inter Milan will also score another goal. It is always better to score more goals.

Vardy has already raised his arms towards the sky and clenched his fists. Even if the ball has not yet flown into the goal, he is already sure that the ball is stable!

The camera screen captures the flight trajectory of the ball, but some reporters still took pictures of Vardy's heroic posture at this time, standing proudly on the court, with his hands raised high against the background of the ball's flight trajectory, it looks so invincible , as if he is the god of this world, arrogant to all living beings.

However, before Vardy's concave shape was long, the ball hit the right post of the Barcelona goal after the ball fell.

That not-so-clear sound almost scared Vardy into the urine.

The audience exclaimed, the world exclaimed, but at that moment, it seemed that the world stood still.

The corner of Vardy's mouth twitched, wondering if there was any saliva flowing down unconsciously.

The egg hurts, the milk hurts, there is no place in the body that does not hurt!

Sure enough, he knew that in such an important game, not hitting the goal frame was definitely not his style. Seeing that the game was almost over, he still didn't let himself go.

For many ordinary people, it is their left and right feet that prevent them from becoming a big star, but for Vardy, what hinders him from becoming a big star is definitely the door frame that stands there forever.

Can't we live in a friendly relationship by adhering to the Five Principles of Peaceful Coexistence?

Damn!

Just when Vardy was about to collapse, the ball bounced off the right post. Instead of bouncing back into the field, it went at a 90-degree angle. Looking horizontally from the bottom line, the ball was actually flying along the bottom line... ..

Hope suddenly rose in Vardy's heart, don't fly, go in the door quickly, only there is your destination.

The fans couldn't help but look forward to it again. There will always be a sequel to the stories Vardy and the goalposts have to tell.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, the ball flew along the baseline, hit the post on the left side of the goal with a bang, bounced and bounced, and finally flew into the goal.

Everyone, including Vardy, gasped, their hearts were pounding, and they couldn't calm down at all. The eyes were unbelievable, as if seeing the end of the world.

In any case, it was a goal after all!

After a brief silence, the Inter Milan fans in the stands broke out with the greatest enthusiasm, cheers like waves, horror like hell.

Vardy felt the flesh on his face twitch.

Just now I raised my hands to celebrate, but because the ball hit the post, my hands drooped down, which was very embarrassing.

Now that he scored a goal, Vardy quickly raised his hands again, and once again concaved the shape. The head can be broken, but the shape cannot be messed up.

This almost collapsed performance was not ridiculed by the fans, because everyone was shocked by Vardy's super long-range shot at this time, shocked by Vardy's big four in the Champions League final, no one at all Notice Vardy's embarrassment.

The fans went crazy, and the teammates went crazy, and even the teammates on the bench couldn't help rushing into the field. Vardy was surrounded by his teammates and hugged each other tightly.

Although Vardy was touched all over in the crowd, he couldn't restrain his excitement.

champion!

is ours!

No one can take it away!

Just like my original declaration!

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