“Goooool！！”
The football slammed into the net and swung the white net up. It also swung the arms of countless Sporting de Gijón fans in the stands.
Those countless arms waved, like a forest of arms!
It was a spectacular sight!
"Carlos! Carlos! Carlos! A goal in the 75th minute! Sporting de Gijón leads Leganés by three to nil! This is a huge blow to the away team! "
"This is a goal that makes people jump up and cheer! Carlos, he scored his first goal in Segunda División! "
"Ah, ah, ah! This goal makes people's blood boil with excitement! "
"Sporting de Gijón has scored. The most unexpected thing is that the goal is scored by Carlos!"
The commentators expressed their opinions on the goal.
It was no wonder that they were so excited. It was only because the goal was wonderful, and also because the goal was scored by Carlos. Carlos was nicknamed 'Gattuso of Sporting de Gijón.' Can you imagine how crazy and hot-blooded it would be for Gattuso to score a stunning goal in the San Siro Stadium?!
After the television camera focused on Carlos for more than ten seconds, it immediately cut to the sidelines to pay attention to the performances of the two managers.
Esaldo angrily punched the sun visor again, making a muffled bang, to vent his inner depression and mania.
In the Sporting de Gijón technical area next door, Li Ang rushed out of the technical area with his arms raised. He kept shaking his arms and even jumped up and down, happy like a child.
This goal was very beautiful, and it was a goal that widened the score to three to nil. It was also because the goal was scored by Carlos. The player in the team who was least likely to score a goal in the front field had scored. This was indeed enough reason to be excited.
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"Three to nil! There is no suspense about the outcome of the game. Sporting de Gijón will achieve a complete victory in this direct confrontation with their relegation opponents! "
"Juan Carlos. It's hard to imagine that he actually scored such a beautiful goal!"
"Congratulations to Li Ang, the China manager, for continuing to lead his team on the road to victory."
"In a match that we thought was going to be evenly matched, the home team showed us how strong they are! Leganés is no match for Sporting de Gijón! "
The commentators had already begun to congratulate Li Ang and his team for achieving a complete victory. Obviously, in the eyes of these commentators, the visiting team, Leganés, was bound to lose.
The camera once again zoomed in on the main coach of Leganés, Esaldo. This gentleman's face was ashen. In fact, if Esaldo had heard the commentators' words, he would have fainted in anger. The game had not yet ended, and a group of commentators could not wait to announce that his team had lost. How could he not be angry?
However, based on the current score and the situation on the field, there was no way to change the situation for Leganés. They were three goals behind their opponents in the away game. Furthermore, based on the previous game situation, Leganés had not found a way to threaten Sporting de Gijón's goal at all! Moreover, there were only ten minutes left in the game. This was an even more serious situation for Leganés.
*****
The entire El Molinon Stadium was a sea of cheers and celebrations.
Sporting de Gijón's players were excitedly celebrating the goal.
After this goal, Carlos did not stare blankly. He did not stand in the same place like a fool.
Carlos began to run. He broke free from the hugs and pursuit of his teammates. He ran all the way and kept waving his hands to signal the people in front of him to hurry up and get out of the way.
He rushed to the technical area on the sidelines, and then he crashed into Li Ang's arms.
Carlos was so excited. He rushed so fast that Li Ang staggered and almost fell to the ground.
Then, Carlos hugged Li Ang tightly.
He hugged his manager very tightly.
"Hey, Juan, you little rascal …" Li Ang said with a grimace. He was in pain. This little rascal hugged him so tightly that it was difficult for him to breathe.
"Hey, hey, hey, Carlos, you reckless guy. Are you trying to strangle your coach?" Assistant coach Scott Terry noticed the situation and shouted.
The reckless kid was alerted and let go of his hands.
Li Ang did not blame the reckless kid. He came up and rubbed Carlos's hair hard. His love for this kid was beyond words.
"My hairstyle," Carlos shouted. "I spent five euros on it."
"Hahaha!" Li Ang laughed. This was Carlos. This kid was not distressed about his hairstyle, but about the five euros.
*****
The game resumed.
Leganés's manager, Esaldo, still wanted to make a final counterattack. He shouted on the sidelines, asking his players to strengthen the offense and strive for a goal.
Before the game, he thought he had been humiliated by Li Ang. It was difficult for him to accept the result of his team losing by such a large margin. He was now gnashing his teeth and wanted to see his team score a goal. He did not want to be shaved bald. Otherwise, he would be incomparably angry.
Li Ang had already returned to the technical area and sat down. He glanced at a bad-tempered colleague not far away and proudly crossed his legs. This person and his team did not pose any threat to him.
In the 83rd minute of the game, Li Ang brought on two players in one go.
Matt Bilic came on as a substitute. He replaced the player who scored the second goal for the team, Michael Pihra, who was already somewhat unable to run.
Samuel came on as a substitute. He replaced the player who scored the first goal for the team, Javier Blanco.
All the fans in the stadium stood up and applauded, giving the two players the highest courtesy.
Li Ang reached out and wanted to high-five Michael Pihra to show encouragement and praise. The latter came up and hugged him.
A smile appeared on Li Ang's face as he patted Michael Pihra's shoulder. He could understand the veteran's feelings. For this veteran who had wasted his entire life but had never given up on his dream, every match and every goal was a great blessing.
Javier Blanco, on the other hand, jumped and hugged the coach. He was a trusted young player promoted by Li Ang. He had a different kind of feeling for the boss.
"Whether it's Michael Pihra or Javier Blanco, they really should thank their manager," Dagstantino said emotionally. Looking at this scene, Dagestino said with some emotion, "Coach Li Ang's vision for discovering players is really admirable. He is now respected by his own players."
The camera gave Li Ang a close-up. He returned to the technical area and sat firmly on the fishing platform. He crossed his legs and looked a little proud.
This man really had the qualifications and capital to be proud!
*****
In the next ten minutes of the game, although Leganés wanted to counterattack, their offense was disorganized and they fought for themselves.
Leganés' manager, Esaldo, was also at his wit's end. He could only roar on the sidelines to vent his dissatisfaction and depression.
He knew very well that if they lost this game, the team would be completely left behind by Sporting de Gijón. Leganés' road to survival would be extremely difficult.
This was also why Li Ang was in a good mood. If they won this game, Sporting de Gijón would be ten points ahead of Leganés, who was in 19th place. With seven games left in the league, this point difference was almost enough to make their opponents despair.
In the final stages of injury stoppage time, the referee looked at his watch.
Li Ang stood up. He was ready to celebrate the victory of the game.
Soon, he heard the referee's whistle. The next second, the second whistle, and the next second, the third whistle. The game was over … Sporting de Gijón had won at home against Leganés with a score of 3-0.
Li Ang stood up and raised his arms.
Then, as if he had thought of something, he walked to the coach's seat next door.
He wanted to shake hands with the opponent's manager. This was the necessary etiquette.
Esaldo's expression was quite awkward. Looking at Li Ang's smiling face, he felt uncomfortable in his heart.
Esaldo's right hand touched Li Ang's right hand, which was considered a handshake.
The away team's manager could not wait to leave the El Molinon Stadium immediately.
Li Ang shrugged. The opponent's manager was really ungentlemanly.
"If we lose the game, will you take the initiative to shake hands with the opponent?" Assistant Manager Scott asked with a smile.
"First of all, I don't think we will lose the game. I have a card up my sleeve for this game." Scott asked half-jokingly. Li Ang actually answered very seriously. "Of course I won't shake hands willingly. Losing the game is depressing enough. Why would I take the initiative to shake hands with the winner?"
"Then you?" Scott asked. What he meant was that he was still complaining that Esaldo was ungentlemanly.
"Because we are the winners." Li Ang smiled and said, "This is an exclusive benefit that belongs to the winners."
The winner takes all. This was why people pursued victory!
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