"GOOOOOOOOOAL!!!"
"Number 13, Fly Adams!!!"
"The match is over. Fly's goal signifies the end of this knockout round. Arsenal has achieved the final victory."
"5:7, aggregate score 11:10. Arsenal marches proudly into the Champions League semifinals!"
"Oh my god... This is an unprecedentedly crazy knockout round. Arsenal and Barcelona have jointly presented a crazy goal-scoring battle to audiences worldwide!"
"A total of 21 goals were scored in 180 minutes, averaging a goal every less than 9 minutes. This is truly an incredible feat!"
"Two great teams. From a spectator's perspective, in this knockout round... there were no losers!"
"In this match, the star players of both sides scored hat-tricks, truly making it an even contest!"
"Lionel Messi and Fly Adams, they represent the highest level of football players in today's game."
"Although this peak showdown ended with Fly's victory, Messi was not much inferior..."
"Fortunately, we will continue to see these two phenomenal players perform continuously on the field in the future."
"Alright... let's give a round of applause to Arsenal. They deserve to advance!"
"At the same time, we should also show respect to Barcelona. It is precisely because of such a great opponent that Arsenal's advancement feels so precious."
When Fly saw the ball slowly roll into the net, he immediately took off his shirt to celebrate, running a full circle around the field.
At this moment, Fly was completely boiling over from the inside out...
Facing Fly's shirtless celebration, there were not many jeers from the Camp Nou stands.
Clearly, at this moment, the Barcelona fans had no mood to jeer at this arrogant guy, Fly.
They were feeling terrible because their team had completely lost all hope of advancing...
The Barcelona players still on the green field, meanwhile, fell backward and collapsed onto the grass.
Players like Xavi and Alves covered their eyes with their arms.
Iniesta stood with his hands on his hips, bent over, breathing heavily, his face pale.
Piqué stared blankly, biting his lip tightly, shaking his head repeatedly.
As for the Barcelona superstar, the Argentinian Lionel Messi, who the broadcast camera was focused on, he was staring blankly at this moment, at a loss...
He looked like a bewildered rabbit.
Guardiola on the sidelines was frustratedly raking his hand through his sparse black hair. Clearly, the Spaniard felt very upset about the loss in this match.
In contrast, the Arsenal players had already piled on top of Fly, who was shirtless, yelling and celebrating wildly.
"Fly, Fxxk... you are my god, my god!!!"
"Bro, I knew you wouldn't disappoint me!"
"We actually eliminated Barcelona. This is something I never imagined before the match..."
"Fly, I'll agree to anything you want to do, even if it's me, I'm willing to offer my chrysanthemum..."
All sorts of thoughtless words burst from the mouths of these sports students, almost stunning Fly.
Especially Alexandre Song saying he could offer his "chrysanthemum".
Fly simply ignored him...
Come on!
Whether in his previous life or this one, Fly was a straight man of steel!
Let alone Alexandre Song, even if he were given those young fresh faces, he wouldn't have any improper thoughts...
After Fly got up from being
suppressed
by the crowd, he waved to the Arsenal away fans in the stands, thanking them for their support.
As for Taylor in the box, she couldn't contain herself at this moment...
The instant Fly delivered the fatal blow, the American girl was already wildly performing her self-proclaimed good dance moves on the spot.
The live broadcast camera also recorded Taylor's reaction immediately.
This scene made many music fans who were watching the match because of Taylor burst into laughter.
To be fair, their elder sister is quite cute, isn't she?
Although the vast majority of Taylor's fans don't care about football at all, they don't even understand the basic rules of football...
But they couldn't resist wanting to see their idol, so they could only do so through the broadcast of this football match.
So many people who had never watched a football match could only patiently watch this ridiculous sport that, in their eyes, was
22 people running around a ball
.
Even because of Fly and Taylor, this match set a new Champions League viewership record in the United States.
Even if this new Champions League viewership was still pathetically low...
After the celebration ended, Howard Webb seized the opportunity and stepped forward to show Fly a yellow card.
Shirtless celebrations are subject to a yellow card warning, even if the goal directly ends the match...
Fly accepted this yellow card with peace of mind.
Because according to Champions League rules, cards are reset before the semifinals.
In other words, Fly's yellow card would not carry over to the next knockout round.
Given that, what did Fly have to worry about?
As long as he wasn't suspended, no penalty would be enforced.
Looking at Howard Webb in front of him, Fly gave him a thumbs up and said lightly:
"Mr. Referee, are you satisfied with this match?"
Although he was very dissatisfied with Howard Webb's penalty call in the final moments, Fly didn't say it directly. Instead, he spoke sarcastically, so subtly that you wouldn't notice the sarcasm if you didn't listen carefully.
Clearly, Howard Webb was someone who wasn't very sharp. Hearing Fly's question, he subconsciously nodded.
"Hmm... not bad, Fly. You know, it was a great match, wasn't it?"
Looking at the clear-eyed Howard Webb, Fly didn't know if this guy was pretending to be foolish or genuinely foolish.
However, since the match was already decided, he couldn't be bothered to dwell on it...
"Of course, a match with me, Fly Adams, is naturally a great match!"
Speaking of this, Fly paused and added:
"Great players make great matches..."
Howard Webb:...
God, I've officiated so many matches, and this is the first time I've met someone as blunt as Fly.
Even the Swede Ibrahimović wouldn't be this shameless, would he?
After the Arsenal players finished celebrating and returned to their own half, the dejected Villa kicked off the ball, and the Main Referee immediately blew the final whistle of the match.
Barcelona, playing at Camp Nou, defeated Arsenal 7:5, handing Fly the first defeat of his professional career.
However, the aggregate score over two legs was 11:10. Due to the away goals rule, Arsenal still eliminated Barcelona with a two-goal advantage, advancing to the Champions League semifinals.
It was thrilling, yet perhaps not too thrilling...
Except for Barcelona's three consecutive goals in the final moments, which forcibly dragged the suspense of the match to the last minute.
Arsenal had maintained a relatively large lead throughout. Barcelona had been trailing in the aggregate score since the second leg began.
From this perspective, Arsenal had the upper hand in this knockout round.
When the final whistle blew, the Arsenal substitute players rushed onto the field to celebrate with the starting players.
Wenger showed a rare expression of joy. Clearly, defeating Barcelona held significant meaning for him...
Assistant coach Fuerde said to the French Arsène Wenger beside him:
"Arsène, our most fortunate decision now is promoting Fly from the youth academy to the first team. Without that decision, it's almost impossible for us to get past Barcelona..."
Wenger did not refute upon hearing this. Instead, he nodded and admitted:
"My old friend... you are right. Although the victory belongs to everyone in the team, if it weren't for Fly, no matter how hard we tried, it would have been very difficult to get past Barcelona."
"I know many players in the team are afraid of Barcelona. They've been scared of them in recent seasons."
"Actually, let alone these kids, even I was a bit scared before facing Barcelona head-on, wondering what would happen if we lost again..."
"But as soon as I thought about Fly being in the team now, all the negative emotions of fear, anxiety, and worry vanished..."
"This kid is so magical. He always makes his teammates feel very secure, as if nothing is impossible to solve as long as he is on the field."
"I have a feeling that perhaps this time, Arsenal will truly win the first Champions League title in the club's history..."
After the match officially ended, Fly encouraged and celebrated with his younger brothers like Griezmann and Hazard.
During this time, some Barcelona players, such as Xavi and Iniesta, came over to greet Fly.
"Mate, the outside world is right... you are too strong, incredibly strong. You won this time, we'll win it back next time!"
Xavi opened his arms and hugged Fly.
Xavi, the absolute core brain of the Spanish dynasty + Dream Three dynasty, did not hold back his praise, but also very resolutely stated that they would win it back.
"Haha... Although I really want to wish you good luck, a voice deep inside me tells me that this knockout round was your best chance to beat us. If you couldn't win this time, it will be even harder for you in the future..."
Although it sounded a bit arrogant, upon careful thought, what Fly said was actually true.
Because Arsenal's squad shortcomings are still very obvious right now, and the optimization of the player roster, including substitutes, has not yet been completed.
In other words, this season's Arsenal is likely the weakest Arsenal will be in the coming years.
As time goes by and the transfer window opens, Arsenal's continuous big spending will definitely build a strong squad for the team, a true Galácticos.
By then, Arsenal will definitely be stronger than now...
Xavi was slightly taken aback upon hearing this, then, as if he thought of something, he smiled strangely.
"That's not necessarily true... Maybe something unexpected will happen. People aren't god, how can they predict the future?"
Facing Xavi's inexplicable words, Fly was momentarily stunned, but he still said:
"As long as I am here, nothing unexpected will happen... Even if it does, it doesn't matter, I will handle it!"
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