Chapter 620 Free Will
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Lao Zuo
The song is over.
As the football flew into the net, the entire Anfield suddenly poured down with rain.
No warning.
Just like this goal.
Lao Zhan was so excited that he choked for a moment, but he quickly reacted:
"1 to 0!"
"Lindy's goal helped Liverpool score a goal in this crucial [red and blue battle]!"
"This ball is worth thousands of gold!"
"In the past, how many people fell on the final stage!"
"In the past, how many soldiers died in the darkness before dawn!"
"In the past, the teams that wanted to break through the shackles failed to see the last light."
"Lindy's goal is like the thunderbolt in the sky of Anfield just now, which amazed the time!"
"If Liverpool win the championship early today, then Lindy's goal will be engraved in Liverpool's history!"
"Maybe fans and friends don't have such a deep understanding."
"For example, Lindy and Dalglish, who led the team through the darkness and won the first Premier League title, will become the [ancestral hall C position] [family tree home page] in the club's Premier League history!"
"As for the big boys at the Blue Bridge, if they can't continue their performance in the Champions League, then they may only be able to compete with Tottenham for the FA Cup. After all, Everton has already led 1-0. "
Terry looked helplessly at the confused Lindy, and couldn't believe it.
"This guy seems to be stronger than when he was in the national team." He muttered to himself.
Alex on the side felt that he had heard it wrong: "What did you say?"
"Ah~~~~"
After scoring Lindy, there was no celebration.
Instead, he looked up to the sky and howled.
Let the raindrops fall on him, and then jump into the grass.
At this moment, Dalglish felt how much pressure this big boy who usually likes to mingle with his teammates was under.
When he swung his fists fiercely.
The Liverpool fans at the scene have stopped cheering.
People gradually stood up and applauded Lindy.
They seemed to be able to see the shackles he had borne on himself from Lindy.
But now, cracks seemed to appear on the black shackles.
"Oh!"
The fans in front of the TV and at the scene seemed to hear the sound of the shackles "exploding" in their hearts.
It was as if there was some beast trying to break free from it.
After being stunned for a moment, Gerald slowly stepped forward to hug Lindy.
Then, Suarez came up and hugged Lindy too.
His teammates came up one by one to hug Lindy after scoring the goal.
It's like comforting a crying child.
Finally, De Gea also hurried up.
Dalglish finally understood what Lindy was carrying.
"I was wrong, and it almost caused a catastrophe." Dalglish smiled wryly and shook his head, recalling the scene of Lindy joining in his mind again.
"It was the captain's armband and the 96 heroic souls that put too much pressure on Lindy."
McKelly nodded silently.
It is true, how can a person who works hard and has a thriving career have such a big burden.
"Fortunately, fortunately, it's him. Most people definitely can't bear such a great pressure and burden."
Dalglish heaved a sigh of relief.
Fortunately, Lindy is here today, so he can finally unload the burden.
Although the game has not been won, but he knows, he just knows.
Today's game must be won.
Before the game resumed, Lampard found Drogba and whispered something in his ear.
The game between the two sides continued.
Liverpool still insist on their offensive style of play, they don't want to use a defense to win the last game on the way to the championship.
At the same time, at Alder Hey Children's Hospital.
"Steven, tell me, Dad listen."
The man lowered his body and put his ear against little Parker's mouth.
"It hurts... Dad... Dad, I hurt..." Just saying these few words, the little guy seemed to have exhausted his strength.
The man kissed little Parker slowly: "Hey...be patient, Dad will let the doctor come over."
After speaking, he wiped away his tears, walked quickly to the door and called for the doctor.
Little Palk's mother's tears burst completely at this moment.
And on the TV screen in the ward.
Gerrard just received Lindy's pass, turned around and shot from a long distance.
But Terry blocked it with his chest.
Little Palk's expression looked very painful, and he didn't know if he could see the scene where the team took the lead.
After a while, his eyes caught up with him, and he said softly, "The painkillers may not be effective anymore, the little guy's body has already developed drug resistance..."
Before finishing his sentence, the old Parker directly grabbed the doctor's arms: "It's ok, he...he's in too much pain, please."
The attending physician pursed his lips and nodded slowly in agreement.
When the two walked into the ward, little Parker was nervously staring at the picture on the TV.
The expression of pain had distorted his little face, but those clear eyes were still bright.
On the screen, the Blues Chelsea are organizing a counterattack.
Ashley Cole flicked the ball over to Lampard after tackling Griezmann's dribble.
At this time, the game time has come to 24 minutes.
"Glenn (Johnson)!"
Lindy immediately pointed to Juan Mata who was starting up after stealing the ball from the opponent's right, telling Johnson not to rush back.
But Lampard did not look for Mata, the assaulter on the left.
You must know that this season, Juan Mata has become Chelsea's thigh.
In 48 games played, he scored 10 goals and 18 assists.
This kind of performance at the level of a great god has naturally become the key object of prevention in Lindy's eyes.
But the football went straight to the right, and someone who shouldn't have been there received the football.
"Drogba!"
"Cleverly diverted, Monsallo's delayed start fooled Enrique!"
On the pitch, the Liverpool fans were a little surprised.
How did this vacancy in the team come about?
Lindy is also rapidly returning to defense.
For a moment, two waves of red and blue were mixed together.
A monstrous wave was formed, surging towards Liverpool's half.
Today, Maguire is not here, and De Gea does not have that particularly nervous feeling.
Facing Drogba's advance, his position was obviously too far forward.
Yes.
De Gea is hesitating whether to attack or not.
Carragher's speed is a bit slow, he can't even catch up with Andy Lau in Africa.
They are both old boys, why is there such a big difference in speed?
Just as he was in a daze, Drogba suddenly cast a cold arrow outside the penalty area.
The football flies high, it's a lob!
De Gea suddenly felt a chill hit his back.
......
As the football flew into the net, the entire Anfield suddenly poured down with rain.
No warning.
Just like this goal.
Lao Zhan was so excited that he choked for a moment, but he quickly reacted:
"1 to 0!"
"Lindy's goal helped Liverpool score a goal in this crucial [red and blue battle]!"
"This ball is worth thousands of gold!"
"In the past, how many people fell on the final stage!"
"In the past, how many soldiers died in the darkness before dawn!"
"In the past, the teams that wanted to break through the shackles failed to see the last light."
"Lindy's goal is like the thunderbolt in the sky of Anfield just now, which amazed the time!"
"If Liverpool win the championship early today, then Lindy's goal will be engraved in Liverpool's history!"
"Maybe fans and friends don't have such a deep understanding."
"For example, Lindy and Dalglish, who led the team through the darkness and won the first Premier League title, will become the [ancestral hall C position] [family tree home page] in the club's Premier League history!"
"As for the big boys at the Blue Bridge, if they can't continue their performance in the Champions League, then they may only be able to compete with Tottenham for the FA Cup. After all, Everton has already led 1-0. "
Terry looked helplessly at the confused Lindy, and couldn't believe it.
"This guy seems to be stronger than when he was in the national team." He muttered to himself.
Alex on the side felt that he had heard it wrong: "What did you say?"
"Ah~~~~"
After scoring Lindy, there was no celebration.
Instead, he looked up to the sky and howled.
Let the raindrops fall on him, and then jump into the grass.
At this moment, Dalglish felt how much pressure this big boy who usually likes to mingle with his teammates was under.
When he swung his fists fiercely.
The Liverpool fans at the scene have stopped cheering.
People gradually stood up and applauded Lindy.
They seemed to be able to see the shackles he had borne on himself from Lindy.
But now, cracks seemed to appear on the black shackles.
"Oh!"
The fans in front of the TV and at the scene seemed to hear the sound of the shackles "exploding" in their hearts.
It was as if there was some beast trying to break free from it.
After being stunned for a moment, Gerald slowly stepped forward to hug Lindy.
Then, Suarez came up and hugged Lindy too.
His teammates came up one by one to hug Lindy after scoring the goal.
It's like comforting a crying child.
Finally, De Gea also hurried up.
Dalglish finally understood what Lindy was carrying.
"I was wrong, and it almost caused a catastrophe." Dalglish smiled wryly and shook his head, recalling the scene of Lindy joining in his mind again.
"It was the captain's armband and the 96 heroic souls that put too much pressure on Lindy."
McKelly nodded silently.
It is true, how can a person who works hard and has a thriving career have such a big burden.
"Fortunately, fortunately, it's him. Most people definitely can't bear such a great pressure and burden."
Dalglish heaved a sigh of relief.
Fortunately, Lindy is here today, so he can finally unload the burden.
Although the game has not been won, but he knows, he just knows.
Today's game must be won.
Before the game resumed, Lampard found Drogba and whispered something in his ear.
The game between the two sides continued.
Liverpool still insist on their offensive style of play, they don't want to use a defense to win the last game on the way to the championship.
At the same time, at Alder Hey Children's Hospital.
"Steven, tell me, Dad listen."
The man lowered his body and put his ear against little Parker's mouth.
"It hurts... Dad... Dad, I hurt..." Just saying these few words, the little guy seemed to have exhausted his strength.
The man kissed little Parker slowly: "Hey...be patient, Dad will let the doctor come over."
After speaking, he wiped away his tears, walked quickly to the door and called for the doctor.
Little Palk's mother's tears burst completely at this moment.
And on the TV screen in the ward.
Gerrard just received Lindy's pass, turned around and shot from a long distance.
But Terry blocked it with his chest.
Little Palk's expression looked very painful, and he didn't know if he could see the scene where the team took the lead.
After a while, his eyes caught up with him, and he said softly, "The painkillers may not be effective anymore, the little guy's body has already developed drug resistance..."
Before finishing his sentence, the old Parker directly grabbed the doctor's arms: "It's ok, he...he's in too much pain, please."
The attending physician pursed his lips and nodded slowly in agreement.
When the two walked into the ward, little Parker was nervously staring at the picture on the TV.
The expression of pain had distorted his little face, but those clear eyes were still bright.
On the screen, the Blues Chelsea are organizing a counterattack.
Ashley Cole flicked the ball over to Lampard after tackling Griezmann's dribble.
At this time, the game time has come to 24 minutes.
"Glenn (Johnson)!"
Lindy immediately pointed to Juan Mata who was starting up after stealing the ball from the opponent's right, telling Johnson not to rush back.
But Lampard did not look for Mata, the assaulter on the left.
You must know that this season, Juan Mata has become Chelsea's thigh.
In 48 games played, he scored 10 goals and 18 assists.
This kind of performance at the level of a great god has naturally become the key object of prevention in Lindy's eyes.
But the football went straight to the right, and someone who shouldn't have been there received the football.
"Drogba!"
"Cleverly diverted, Monsallo's delayed start fooled Enrique!"
On the pitch, the Liverpool fans were a little surprised.
How did this vacancy in the team come about?
Lindy is also rapidly returning to defense.
For a moment, two waves of red and blue were mixed together.
A monstrous wave was formed, surging towards Liverpool's half.
Today, Maguire is not here, and De Gea does not have that particularly nervous feeling.
Facing Drogba's advance, his position was obviously too far forward.
Yes.
De Gea is hesitating whether to attack or not.
Carragher's speed is a bit slow, he can't even catch up with Andy Lau in Africa.
They are both old boys, why is there such a big difference in speed?
Just as he was in a daze, Drogba suddenly cast a cold arrow outside the penalty area.
The football flies high, it's a lob!
De Gea suddenly felt a chill hit his back.
......
