novelraw Chapter 856 595: Six Goals in a Single Match Defy Fate! Tang Long Crushes C Luo and Claims the European Golden Boot Alone!
Chapter 856 595: Six Goals in a Single Match Defy Fate! Tang Long Crushes C Luo and Claims the European Golden Boot Alone!
Actually, when Manchester City was playing against Sunderland, C Luo's phone kept ringing.
In the Real Madrid players' exclusive group chat, the players were fervently discussing how to celebrate the league championship victory.
Although the Champions League final hasn't started yet, for Real Madrid, being able to come from behind to beat Barça and win the League Champion title in La Liga this season is definitely a memorable moment of glory.
Especially since the Real Madrid and Barça championship contention was only decided in the 38th round of La Liga.
For Benzema, Bell, Modric, Ramos, Marcelo, and other players, this is both a huge joy and a mental release!
The Real Madrid Club also places great emphasis on this; as soon as the match ended, they began planning the parade route in Madrid.
"Cristiano, tell us, what do you think of the victory parade? I'm planning to buy a Messi crying face mask to wear on my face, haha, the fans will love it!"
Marcelo chatted in the group chat recklessly, frequently @ing C Luo.
However, the Real Madrid players didn't know that even though the league had ended, at this moment, C Luo's mind wasn't on the La Liga championship celebration.
He was fully focused on watching the Manchester City match, keeping a tight eye on Tang Long's goal count.
With each goal Tang Long scored, C Luo's heart sank a notch!
When Tang Long achieved a hat trick in the first half, C Luo felt like 100,000 ants were crawling endlessly inside him, and he imagined a sword of Damocles hanging over him, unsure of when it might fall.
In an agitated state, he simply put his phone on silent, not wanting to deal with the excited Real Madrid teammates.
"What's so special about celebrating a league title? The battle is far from over!" C Luo's heart surged.
...
During halftime, fans noticed something unusual.
The betting companies reopened the odds on who would win the European Golden Boot!
Originally, before the match, the betting companies had closed the European Golden Boot odds because C Luo was ahead, having finished his match earlier with a five-goal lead over Tang Long. To the betting companies' analysts, this significant lead made it seem certain that C Luo would win this season's European Golden Boot, and reopening the odds was pointless.
Yet the situation changed dramatically; when Tang Long scored a hat trick in the first half, fans grew increasingly vocal about who would win the European Golden Boot.
The betting companies decided to urgently reopen the odds to satisfy the demands of the fans.
-[It's open, it's open; let's check out the odds?]
-[C Luo 1:1.72, Tang Long 1:2.01!]
-[Very close; it looks like Tang Long has a great chance to overtake C Luo!]
-[Haha, the odds were originally shut and then suddenly reopened; it seems Tang Long's excellent performance really caught these betting companies off guard!]
-[What were they doing earlier? These betting companies are really unprofessional.]
-[It's not that they're unprofessional; it's that Tang Long is just too amazing hahaha!]
-[Everyone, don't celebrate prematurely; at least from the odds, C Luo has a higher probability of winning the Golden Boot, and he still has a two-goal lead over Tang Long.]
-[We'll see if Guardiola will substitute Tang Long early; after this match, there's the FA Cup final and Champions League final, and compared to Real Madrid, Manchester City has less rest.]
...
"You did well; his handling of the role feels very precise; we're walking on ice now, needing to reach the other side quickly yet ensuring we don't fall. I think you understand what I mean."
In the changing room, Guardiola said to Tang Long.
The Spanish coach's art of language lies in his fondness for using various vivid metaphors to convey his ideas to players.
For those naturally dull and low "football IQ" players, communicating with Guardiola isn't always easy, but for a young prodigy like Tang Long, he and Guardiola share a mutual understanding.
"Of course, I understand what you mean; however, unlike others, while they walk on the ice, they're truly walking. But we know how to use a sled." Tang Long said with a smile.
This statement made Guardiola's eyes light up.
He touched his bald head, smiled, and nodded at Tang Long, then continued to arrange tactics.
Taking advantage of the break, Gracie sneaked into the changing room, pulled Tang Long aside, and said worriedly:
"Be careful, your back injury hasn't healed completely; you mustn't get hurt again, or else you'll miss the FA Cup final and the Champions League..."
Before Gracie could finish, Tang Long placed two fingers on Gracie's pink lips.
"Don't worry, I know how to handle myself."
Sure enough, Tang Long remained on the field in the second half.
When Tang Long strode out from the players' passage, over 60,000 fans at the Itihad Stadium erupted into enthusiastic cheers, applause thundered, and waves of sound surged!
"Tang! Win the European Golden Boot!"
"The King of Itihad!"
"Premier League's eternal deity!"
Sitting in the second row of the stands, Dilata joined the fans around him in chanting loudly.
As a veteran sports journalist, he has watched hundreds of matches from the pitchside in his career, but no match has ever elevated his mood as much as today's.