The Midfield Master

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Xia Ze stood in front of the penalty spot, facing the opponent's goalkeeper Ospina.

At this time, in the stands behind the goal, the Everton fans were silent. Everyone covered their mouths, worried about Xia Ze, but secretly encouraged Xia Ze.

With his hands in his pockets, Martinez watched the penalty area from the sidelines, waiting for Xia Ze to make this free throw.

In London, Liverpool, England, Europe, China, and all over the world, all fans who supported Everton and cared about Xia Ze watched this scene with bated breath in front of the TV.

Some timid fans covered their eyes and didn't even dare to watch the TV. They just wanted to confirm the final result through the commentator's voice.

But at this time, even the commentator was silent, silently waiting for the referee's whistle.

At this time, only the noise made by the Arsenal fans at Wembley was broadcast in front of TVs around the world.

"I was able to put this one in! I was able to get through him again!"

Xia Ze secretly encouraged himself, raised his head and glanced at the gate, just as Ospina also looked at him.

Xia Ze didn't choose to avert his gaze, but exchanged a glance with Ospina, and directly averted his eyes from the one Ospina showed him.

It turned out that the so-called confidence just now was all fake.

A smile appeared on the corner of Xia Ze's mouth. Ospina had already revealed his lack of self-confidence when he made eye contact with himself just now.

Also, in a game where the same player goes through the goal three times in a row, no matter which goalkeeper it is, it is difficult to have the confidence to face this player one-on-one.

Seeing Ospina's flinching eyes, Xia Ze's self-confidence rose a bit, and his originally nervous state of mind gradually calmed down, as if he was the only one left in the whole world.

Beep! !

Clattenburg's whistle sounded, indicating that Xia Ze could start to take this crucial penalty.

Xia Ze took a deep breath, adjusted his run-up with small steps, firmly stepped on the turf next to the ball with his left foot, and stretched his right foot to the full moon, as if he was about to volley to the left side of the goal.

Ospina also seemed to see Xia Ze's shooting gesture,

Move quickly to your right and fall to the ground.

With his reaction speed, as long as he guessed the direction of the shot, even if he was shorter, he still had a high chance of saving the shot.

However, the moment Xia Ze hit the ball with his right foot, he suddenly turned his ankle and changed his volley to a push shot, aiming at the lower right corner of the goal.

Xia Ze had already seen Ospina fall to the left of the goal from the corner of his eyes, and he knew that he had successfully deceived the opponent. As long as he hit the ball within the range of the goal frame, there would be no suspense.

When Xia Ze thought he was sure to make a penalty, he felt a tightness in his right calf, which quickly spread to his entire thigh.

Now this time even cramp!

It was too late for Xia Ze to adjust, and his stiff right foot hit the ball.

puff--

There was a muffled sound, and the ball was kicked by Xia Ze, but instead of flying towards the goal, it rolled obliquely out of the baseline.

Missed the penalty!

"Oh, Xia Ze missed this penalty kick! What a pity!" Before the penalty kick, Zhan Jun remained silent.

And when Xia Ze missed the penalty, he immediately sighed, and director Zhang Luzhang next to him also sighed helplessly.

Xia Ze, I was supposed to be a hero today, but I didn't expect to become a sinner in the end.

"But no matter what, congratulations to Arsenal, they have successfully defended the FA Cup!" Although Zhan Jun tried his best to raise his voice, he couldn't bring it up, so he could only congratulate briefly.

Because in the hearts of him and even the Chinese fans, Xia Ze carries too many things.

The moment Xia Ze missed a penalty kick, there was a sigh of regret from the stands behind the goal. The Everton fans looked at Xia Ze who fell on the ground in frustration, not knowing who to blame.

It was Xia Ze who brought them to the penalty shootout, but it was Xia Ze who personally ruined their championship dream.

The Everton players standing shoulder to shoulder in the middle circle were slumped on the ground, only captain Baines, central defender Jagielka and other veteran players were comforting their teammates.

On the other side, the Arsenal players cheered at the same moment and rushed towards Ospina. Although Ospina did not save a penalty, the joy of the championship made him stand in front of the goal and shouted to welcome the hugs of his teammates.

Arsenal's coaches and other players on the sidelines also rushed into the field to celebrate, while Everton's coaches and players walked slowly into the field to comfort their teammates.

Xia Ze fell to the ground, his whole body seemed to be paralyzed. Even though his right thigh was cramping all the time, he didn't seem to be able to feel it, because at this moment, his heart hurt more than the cramping of his thigh.

I actually missed the penalty kick, and the team lost the championship because of the penalty kick I missed.

Everything he did before was meaningless, and he became the team's sinner.

The excited footsteps of the Arsenal players next to him, as well as the cheers and shouts of the surrounding Arsenal fans, were extremely harsh in his ears at this time.

I don't know when, the sky has been clear for the whole afternoon, and it started to rain. It was already night on the stadium, and under the illumination of the lights, the rainwater directly fell on the ground and landed on Xia Ze's face.

Xia Ze felt a little water flowing through his eyes, and he couldn't tell whether it was tears, sweat or rain.

"Xia Ze, get up, everything is alright, we will fight again next year!" Goalkeeper Howard first walked over to comfort Xia Ze, pulling Xia Ze up.

Xia Ze sat on the ground, his face was still expressionless, water droplets remained from his face and dripped to the ground, as if his heart at the moment was broken into pieces.

The stadium sounded the classic song "We Are the Champions" by Queen.

This song was prepared for the victor, but to Xia Ze, a loser, it was especially harsh.

Other teammates and coaches came over to comfort Xia Ze one after another, but Xia Ze kept replaying the scene of the missed penalty just now in his mind, but his teammates still couldn't listen to their consolation, only nodding constantly.

The Everton fans in the stands couldn't believe this scene. When the singing came out, many fans covered their faces and wept.

"The game is over. Arsenal won the 2015 FA Cup. They led the game three times and finally won the title with a penalty shootout victory over Everton."

After Zhan Jun adjusted his mood, he congratulated Arsenal more sincerely.

"Arsenal has won the fruit of this game, and for Xia Ze, at the age of 20, he still has time in the future. It's just that the fruit is not ripe yet, and it is destined to be bitter." c