E. Francis was looking for physical contact the moment Li Qing's spike left his foot. According to the relevant rules, this was an extremely brilliant frontal defense and a reasonable physical collision. However, the referee's whistle suddenly sounded, making him somewhat at a loss.
The Liverpool U18 manager, Neil Critchley, saw the referee pointing at the penalty spot and excitedly high-fived Gerrard and Mike Garrity in celebration.
In stark contrast, Manchester City's U18 manager, Lee Carsley, opened his hands excitedly and kept patting his right shoulder with his left hand, as if to tell the referee that this was a reasonable physical contact.
However, the referee was very confident in his decision. The Manchester City U18 player was unmoved by the appeal and insisted that E Francis had committed a foul.
As the person involved, Li Qing stood at the side, his right hand rubbing his left shoulder that was still a little painful.
Although Francis's collision was a reasonable collision, there was nothing to say about the referee blowing off such physical contact. After all, he did not touch the football.
Of course, the referee was able to call for a penalty kick because of his diving talent.
The Manchester City U18 manager, Lee Carsley, shook his head helplessly. He had seen it quite clearly just now. The collision was reasonable, but there was nothing wrong with the referee's decision. Many times, the decision in a football match depended on the referee's subjective judgment in a flash.
The live broadcaster replayed the physical confrontation between E. Francis and Li Qing in slow motion. The television commentators who had the qualifications to broadcast were divided into three factions. One faction believed that it was a reasonable collision, another faction believed that it was a foul, and the last faction was neutral, believing that the referee would decide whether or not to make a decision.
Everything was settled. The Manchester City U18 players could only accept reality. Liverpool's U18 number one penalty shooter, Glenn McCauley, was the first person to take the penalty kick, but he saw that Li Qing was already holding the football in his arms. It was obvious that he wanted to take the penalty kick.
Glenn McCauley, who had been mediocre in the game, raised his eyebrows. As the team's top striker, he had been mediocre in the game so far. If he did not perform well, he had a strong feeling that he would return to the substitutes 'bench. Therefore, he was very eager to score, even if it was just a penalty kick.
However, at this moment, the head coach, Neil Critchley, blew a large, self-made whistle. He turned his head to look and clearly saw the head coach make a gesture of grabbing the ball with both hands and pointing it at Li Qing.
The meaning he wanted to express was very obvious, and that was that Li Qing would be the one to take the penalty.
"Ah ~"
Glenn McCauley sighed. Following Li Qing's outstanding performance in the U18, his position in the team was continuously declining.
However, when they thought of Li Qing's contribution of 11 goals in four league matches and two goals in half of the Youth FA Cup, no matter which manager it was, they would place their hopes on the players who were playing well.
He stood outside the forbidden zone and stared at Li Qing. He had an immature thought in his heart: "This…is he really only fifteen years old?”
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Li Qing placed the football at the penalty spot and then retreated to the penalty area line, ignoring the Manchester City fans who were making boos behind the net.
His tender face was filled with determination as he waited for the referee's whistle.
"Beep ~"
The reason why he wanted to take the penalty kick was not entirely for the hat-trick. The bigger reason was that his shooting skills and penalty kicks were 80 . In addition, the extra 20% goal rate brought by the level 2 precision shot almost meant that the penalty kick was equivalent to scoring a goal.
There were not many opportunities to challenge Manchester City's U18 as a guest. Instead of handing it over to Glenn McCauley, who had not been in good form recently, it was better to take on this responsibility.
"Beep ~"
The whistle from the referee's mouth sounded out. Li Qing held his breath with rapt attention and began his run-up.
At the same time, goalkeeper A. Muri?'s body swayed up and down, left and right. He hoped to use this kind of exaggerated body movements to influence Li Qing's next penalty kick.
He clearly remembered that the manager had mentioned Li Qing's resume. He was a player born in February 2001, and there was still half a month before he turned sixteen. How could such a young player have a good psychological quality?
He didn't believe it!
Li Qing took the last step forward. His right foot was about 20 centimeters to the right of the football. His body was tilted to the right, about 60 degrees to the ground. Then, he swung his left foot exaggeratedly.
A. Muric's brows raised. He really couldn't see which angle Li Qing was going to kick the ball at.
It wasn't until the instant Li Qing's left foot touched the football that his eyes suddenly lit up, and the corners of his mouth curled up into a long lost victorious smile."No matter how calm you are, you won't be able to enter the goal of a penalty kick expert like me!”
Lower right corner!
In reality?
Li Qing's exaggerated left foot did not use a powerful volley, nor did he kick towards the bottom right corner of the goal as A. Muri? had predicted. Instead, he withdrew 80% of his strength the moment he was about to touch the ball and merely used the inside of his foot to rub towards the bottom of the football…
"Oh no!"
A. Muric's body had already pounced to the left side of his body according to his own judgment, which was the lower right corner of the goal.
The football kicked out by Li Qing flew weakly towards the middle of the goal. Logically speaking, even an amateur goalkeeper could easily catch this kind of ball. However, the problem was that A. Muri? had made an early move in order to save the penalty kick. It meant that he could only watch helplessly as the football slowly fell towards the middle of the goal where he was originally standing...
Li Qing, who had scored his third goal in the match, was not as excited as he had been in the past two goals. On the contrary, he was relatively calm. He opened his arms wide and waited for his teammates to come forward to celebrate.
The coaches and substitutes in front of the away team's technical area huddled together, wildly cheering for Li Qing's spectacular penalty kick.
The appreciation in Gerrard's eyes grew stronger and stronger. A player who was not yet 16 years old had actually used a very ornamental penalty kick with a spoon in a draw. This... his heart was extraordinarily big.
The Liverpool manager, Klop, looked at Li Qing on the broadcast screen and muttered,"With this spoonful of penalty kicks, I have to put you on the First Team!”
Of course, Kloppe was not an impulsive person. Li Qing's performance during this period of time had already proven that he was much stronger than most of the players in the U18 team. There was not much room for improvement in his promotion to the U23 team. Only…the First Team!
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