At this moment, people suddenly remembered that Madeira is the only player on the field in this match who has won the Golden Ball Award, the highest honor representing the best football player in the world for a particular year!
Bam!
Madeira went for a fake shot, then a real strike!
Bernulin was fooled and was stuck in place.
Lu Yang, who got up from the ground, rushed over, trying to block the goal with his head, but unfortunately, he was a step too late.
The football flew directly into the dead corner, and although Audi’s desperate save touched the football, it still went into the goal, unstoppable!
"GOAL! A god descends to earth! The awakening of the Portuguese King!"
"Two assists and one goal! Madeira displayed the super level of Mr. Golden Ball and dominated the match!"
"Three to two! Portugal leads Italy once again!"
"France and Portugal have secured a spot to advance! With less than thirty minutes left in the game, Italy is truly in danger now!"
"They face a fully awakened Portuguese King! A Golden Ball winner! One of the best football players in the world!"
"Madeira! Madeira! Madeira!"
Portuguese fans celebrate wildly!
Many people had lost confidence in victory after their two-goal lead was overtaken.
However, Madeira rekindled their ambition.
Portugal, must continue on!
"If Madeira can deliver such a dominant performance in the Galaxy Battleship, then both La Liga and the Champions League will have no suspense!"
"Many people say Madeira has passed his peak, but I believe he is still at his peak!"
"Completely outclassed the once world’s number one left-back Praxedes! Madeira avenges past embarrassments!"
"For two consecutive years, Real Madrid fell to AC Milan, many believe besides Izalelt’s strong play, Madeira being shut down by Praxedes was a crucial factor."
"But today, Madeira shows everyone that the problem wasn’t him, but Real Madrid itself!"
"Praxedes couldn’t stop Madeira at all; even the best defensive player of the Italian D Division Lu Yang couldn’t! Madeira made them look like stakes!"
To put it bluntly, the commentator is really harsh.
Lu Yang is indeed the best defensive player in the Italian D Division.
Moreover, if he wishes and plays defensive midfielder, he can also likely win the best defensive player in Serie B and the UEFA Europa League.
But saying this when Lu Yang and Praxedes were being shaken off serves no purpose other than mocking Lu Yang’s lack of professionalism.
Lu Yang’s fans are furious about this remark.
Even Lu Yang himself feels slightly embarrassed.
Slipping is normal, Madeira is indeed sharp, but it doesn’t mean Lu’s defense is lacking.
His defense is probably ranked among the top four or five in this Italy Team!
But no matter how strong a defender is, everyone gets scored on sometimes, it’s normal.
Lu Yang absolutely can adjust his mindset quickly.
But when he turned around to look, Praxedes’ expression wasn’t as good.
His eyes were filled with confusion.
He started to doubt himself.
It’s not that veterans aren’t strong-willed, but they know they are no match for time.
They often wonder when time’s scythe will strike them down.
Sometimes it only takes one match to make them feel utterly defeated by time.
In this regard, someone like Maicon, once considered the world’s top fullback, would deeply understand.
In Praxedes’ view, it was finally time moving against him.
He... is old.
"Ding! You have used the Peak Card, random selection in progress... Peak Card effect target locked on, Iza Praschedes!"
Fate!
This is fate!
"Isa!" Lu Yang called out to Praxedes, "It seemed like your reaction just now was even faster than mine!"
Lu Yang was talking about the moment he and Praxedes were shaken off by Madeira consecutively.
In fact, Lu Yang’s reaction was faster than Madeira’s just now, and after falling he quickly got up to attempt a header block.
From this series of reactions, Lu Yang actually performed better than Praxedes just now.
But Praxedes, focused on defense, didn’t notice whether Lu Yang’s reaction was quicker than his.
"Is that so?" Praxedes was a bit surprised because he knew Lu Yang’s defense was solid.
"Of course! Your capabilities are far from regressing as much as you think they have!" Lu Yang patted Praxedes on the shoulder, "I think you can definitely shut down Madeira, perhaps my involvement earlier disrupted your defensive rhythm."
Praxedes was bewildered; is there such a saying?
But indeed, two players without defensive chemistry working together may not be as effective as when they defend individually.
One plus one being less than two happens frequently in team sports.
"Alright, I’ll give it a try." Praxedes said try, but after warming up on the spot, he immediately felt something different.
He even felt... as if he became faster again?
The body felt lighter.
Yet his power didn’t decrease but increased instead.
This is... a youthful feeling!
Could this be the power of a teammate’s encouragement?
Praxedes glanced at the back of Lu Yang, who was running toward the front.
Is it him?
There are always some people whose words can inspire others to unleash greater energy.
These people are natural leaders!
Front field.
"You seem like you’re going to lose." Having won, Laveran naturally came over to mock a bit, venting the frustration from earlier.