Chapter 199: Own and penalty kick (third update, please give me a monthly vote!)

After equalizing the score, the morale of the entire Naples team is high, so we must make another move to strive to overtake the score.

On the other hand, AC Milan still controls the situation on the court. Inter Milan has no good chance. Inter Milan fans have already started to boo and vent their dissatisfaction with coach Leonardo, while AC Milan is still hanging banners thanking Leonardo for undercover and spreading salt on the wounds of Inter Milan fans.

Allegri was not happy because Napoli equalized the score and his morale was high, and there was still the possibility of continuing to score. If Napoli wins, it would be meaningless even if AC Milan wins ten more goals.

He was a little depressed about this and could only comfort himself with the excuse of "winning is better than losing".

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The St. Paul Stadium was filled with a jubilant atmosphere, but this atmosphere did not last long.

Because just six minutes later, they suffered a blow.

"Ah...ah...ah! Lazio is leading again! The goal this time is...Ranokia! He scored an own goal! It's so tragic! Napoli has just tied the score, but he is behind again, and what caused them to fall behind actually comes from his own players..."

Ranokia held her head with her hands and looked at the football in the goal with an incredible look. Behind him were the cheering and ecstatic Lazio players. In the past six minutes, Napoli had a tide of offense. They once thought their goal would be broken again, and some people even planned to accept the result... After all, this was at home in Naples, and at the Sao Paulo Stadium, it was invincible.

But at this moment, Ranokia brought hope to Lazio players with an own goal.

Lazio forward Sarat, who caused Ranokia's own goal with his own shot, became the target of his teammates' celebration. In fact, they wanted to hug Ranokia more... But that would probably first cause a big fight between players on the court...

Goalkeeper Desanctis was a little depressed, but he still comforted Ranokia who scored an own goal: "Don't be sad, mobile phone..."

Chen Yingxiong gave Lanokia a nickname of "mobile phone". This nickname was quickly spread in the team. Now everyone calls him that.

"I'm so fucking unlucky..." Ranokia still couldn't let go.

"It's okay, mobile phone." Captain Paul Cannavaro also came up and patted his shoulder: "Believe in the heroes and the others, even if we lose three goals, they will definitely have a way to score more goals!"

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Chen Yingxiong and Casano stood in the middle circle, waiting for the kickoff. They were also discussing Ranokia's own goal.

"Unfortunate cell phone..." Chen Yingxiong shook his head and sighed.

"It's quite unlucky, but don't you think it's our team that's even more unlucky? It's finally tied the score and was overtaken by the opponent in six minutes." Casano said.

"Ah, this is fine, we'll just tie it again. Lazio has been scared by us!" Chen Yingxiong gave Casano a thumbs up: "Since we can get two goals back in two minutes, it will not take long for me to get one goal back?"

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Chen Yingxiong was probably wrong this time. Ten minutes have passed, and Naples still did not equalize the score...

However, Allegri, who was at San Siro Stadium, learned the latest news again.

"Ownball?" Allegri admitted that he wanted to laugh when he heard the news because he felt "it was so fucking absurd" that he felt.

Napoli fell behind two goals and equalized in two minutes. Six minutes later, they were defeated by an own goal...

Tasotti smiled at Allegri and said, "It seems that God wants AC Milan to be the first."

Allegri didn't answer, just smile at this time.

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"It's almost eighty minutes, and Napoli still hasn't been able to equalize the score. After taking the lead with an own goal, Lazio suddenly changed his strategy and they decided to defend the ball!"

The voice of the commentator came from the TV. The fans of Naples outside the TV were doing "umbrella" toward the screen - that is, put their right hand on the elbow of the left hand, and bend their left hand, waving their left hand. This is an insulting action commonly used in Southern Europe, just like raising a middle finger - "Roman coward! Go back to your hometown!!"

The anger of these fans cannot help change the situation on the field.

Lazio still shrank in his half and did not give Napoli a chance to score.

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Arshavin decided to come by himself and pass the ball to Chen Yingxiong. The penalty area was full of people, which was too difficult.

He pretended to cooperate with Hamsik with two and one, but suddenly turned around and drove the ball into the penalty area.

Lazio's defenders were caught off guard and let him slip in. At this time, Lazio's defender Biyava came over in the diagonal stabbing and tackled.

But his movements were slower, and Alshavin kicked the ball out with a kick, and then Biyava kicked Alshavin's heel without any suspense. Alshavin, who had lost his balance, fell to the ground and rolled in the penalty area...

"Punishment!" the commentator shouted.

"Punishment!" The Naples fans in the stands jumped out of the seats as if they were electrocuted, and then waved their hands to the stadium.

"Punishment!" Naples fans in front of the TV pointed at the TV and shouted.

The referee heard their shouts, and he whistled and stopped the game, ran decisively towards the penalty area, and pointed his hand at...the penalty spot!

When he whistled, everyone's eyes turned to him like the camera's camera, and everyone hit his hand firmly. The referee's gesture would tell everyone whether it was a penalty kick from Naples or Al Shavin's fake fall.

Now that he saw him pointing his finger to the penalty spot, Naples fans cheered.

Chen Yingxiong and Casano raised their arms and cheered for the penalty.

Al Shavin also rolled around the ground and then climbed up - the other party just kicked his heel, and it was not bad under the tight wrapping of his sneakers. He raised his arms and cheered, and then was quickly hugged by his teammates.

"In the 82nd minute! Naples got a penalty! A crucial penalty!"

The commentator shouted in excitement.

The cheers in the stands of St. Paul Stadium were deafening.

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Naples's current number one penalty kicker is Hamsik, but Hamsik had a different idea today. He called Chen Yingxiong who was planning to exit the penalty area: "Hey, hero."

Chen Yingxiong looked at him in confusion.

"You're going to play this penalty?" Hamsik pointed to the football on the ground and said to Chen Yingxiong.

Everyone knows that Chen Yingxiong is pursuing the league's best scorer. In fact, there is no suspense about Chen Yingxiong winning the best scorer now. However, they all hope that Chen Yingxiong can score more goals and write a new history.

That's why Hamsik gave the penalty to Chen Yingxiong.

Unexpectedly, Chen Yingxiong shook his head: "Thank you, Marek. But I won't play a penalty."

"Why?" Hamsik asked with a frown.

"Because it's too easy to score a penalty, I don't think it's interesting." Chen Yingxiong shrugged: "Let's leave it to you if it's easy, Marek, hahaha!"

He smiled and stepped out.

Hamsik rolled his eyes: "Hey!"

He ignored Chen Yingxiong anymore, set up the football, stepped back and waited for the referee's whistle.

In the end, Hamsik scored the penalty in one go, helping the team equalize the score again.

When celebrating the goal, Ranokia was particularly excited because Hamsik's penalty somewhat offset his previous own goal.

But when he thought about it, he couldn't be excited again - if it weren't for me, wouldn't we be the lead now?

Just when he was very depressed, he put one hand on his shoulder: "Don't worry, the phone. There are eight minutes left, and we can still score a goal!"

The person who talks is Chen Yingxiong!

He smiled at Ranokia.

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Lazio's players didn't care much about this goal, because even if they were equalized by a penalty kick, they could at least take one point away from the Sao Paulo Stadium.

In such a away game, taking away a point is almost equivalent to winning.

With eight minutes left in the game, if you are determined to hold on, it will not be difficult to get this point.

However, the commentator couldn't help but complain: "Lazio was tied, but I want to say they are really lucky... because Lazio only scored two goals in this game, while Napoli scored four goals, but the score is tied 3:3 now..."

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"It's 3:3 over there, Napoli uses a penalty kick to equalize the score." Tasotti paid great attention to the coach's real-time score from another stadium.

"Get? That's fine..." Allegri thought in his mind that Napoli scored 67 points for one point, and AC Milan also scored 67 points after winning this game. Both sides had the same points, which was better than being behind two points. Both sides had the same points, and in the end they had the same points.

He doesn't expect Lazio to defeat Napoli away. Fortunately, there is not much time left for the game now, otherwise he is really worried that Lazio can withstand the stormy offensive of Napoli.

As for his side, it is no surprise that he won Inter Milan... He doesn't have to worry about it at all.

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After the game started again, Napoli continued to launch a fierce offensive against Lazio's goal. Anyway, Lazio has now contracted its defense and retreated to his own 30-meter area. Napoli is not worried about their counterattack...

Just attack!
Chapter completed!