Everything seemed to slow down, he even had time to think about celebratory moves, accumulating emotions waiting for the final burst.
"Pa!" At this moment, after Casillas' core burst, his hand stretched out and miraculously saved the ball in front of the near corner post, deflecting it out to the baseline.
It's a save!
"Oh.....!" Ma'el stared in disbelief and regret, turning back with all the French people present, shouting incredulously.
Casillas, oh Casillas, no wonder he's one of the icons of Spain's golden generation and the Galaxy Battleship. Trying to break through his goal so easily is no small feat.
"Yeah....!" Ramos, Busquets, and others breathed a sigh of relief, and then joined the Spanish fans at the scene in celebrating, quickly applauding Casillas, "Papapapa.....!"
Many French players lowered the hands they had raised early and turned to run back towards the defense, preparing for the next defensive effort.
"Again, again!!"
