"Folala!!"
As Maël sprinted to the sideline and roared back passionately, the commentator continued, "The 27th! Just as Henry himself said, no one but him can stop him from becoming the all-time leading scorer in French Team history!
"But here I would also like to say something, I hope Henry and the French fans who love him will not be sad.
"Even if The Great returns, he will most likely not be able to stop Maël!
"Henry has 121 appearances for French Team, scoring 51 goals and 27 assists, which is amazing, but still a bit lacking in front of Maël.
"Maël now has a total of 12 appearances for French Team, but he has scored 27 goals and has 6 assists! "This efficiency surpasses Mr. Henry by a factor of two, perhaps at this rate, when his National Team appearances reach 30, he will be enough to surpass Henry in all aspects, or a bit slower, around 50 games!"
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The broadcast camera captured Deschamps celebrating with a fist pump on the sidelines. After filming this scene, the camera quickly focused on Rosický's face, as if the director thought people would be interested in the reaction of Maël's club teammate.
It can be noticed that Rosický has a wry smile on his face, with a hint of relief in his smile.
This is different from the disappointment of other Czech Team players. Obviously, as an Arsenal player, he knows that this is Maël's normal operation, and he is mentally prepared for it.
And this is what the audience and fans who like Maël want to see.
In Football, scoring goals is difficult, and there are countless dull games. People want to see a new level of player appear, someone who scores as easily as drinking water!
Now, combined with everyone's discussions and reactions, and with the strengthening of impressions time after time, fans are increasingly certain that Maël is that person!
"Beep!"
The whistle for the restart of the game sounded again, and the players from both sides started competing again.
French Team is aiming for its 4th victory in the European Qualifiers, the 12th point, while Czech Team has retreated to second place, pursuing a draw.
In the following period, both sides defended well. Finally, when the whistle sounded to end the first half, no one was able to score again, and the two sides returned to the locker room with a one-goal difference.
"Waka Waka ehi ehi!!"
In the locker room, Sagna twisted his hips and sang the South Africa World Cup theme song sung by Shakira.
Obviously, his expectations for the World Cup have overflowed, and he can't wait to fly to Brazil tomorrow.
And his magical dance steps and voice also made Maël couldn't help but recall more than two years ago, when he and Gilbert hugged each other in the rental house, watching the South Africa World Cup.
At that time, he and Gilbert also drank drinks, danced, and sang Shakira's songs.
At that time, they were really nothing, and they felt that the players who won the Spain team were the perfect pronoun, and they couldn't be defeated at all, and they also felt that the World Cup was very far away from them.
Time has really changed. Unconsciously, the peak Matador Legion has become his defeated opponent, and he and Gilbert are now representing France and England to fight for the World Cup together!
"Sagna." Maël looked at him and joked, "Your creative talent is so good, have you ever considered being a songwriter and creating the theme song for the Brazil World Cup? "I think it's promising, you can design it now and sing it to us in advance."
Sagna smiled cheerfully, raised his eyebrows and said, "My creative talent, how can the World Cup afford to invite me? This kind of stage doesn't need me, let ordinary singers go.
"But if the Latin queen Shakira comes again, I can consider it, because I'm ready to poach from Pique!"
"Tsk!"
"Hahaha!"
The people in the locker room jeered with contempt, and after laughing for a while, they didn't chat about anything else, and after a short rest, they stepped onto the field again.
"Bip!"
In the first few minutes of the second half, the French Team created many good scoring opportunities. Thanks to their long-term accumulated confidence, they didn't have too much psychological baggage when facing the Czech Team and could fully exert their advantages.
In the 61st minute of the match, Nasri sent in a cross from the right, but Maël's close-range shot was unfortunately missed.
He was a little annoyed at missing the opportunity, shaking his head and waving at Nasri.
"It seems that the World Wave specialist sometimes can't grasp some relatively simple opportunities very well. Is it that Maël only wants to score difficult goals and doesn't want to score easy goals?" Haha, just kidding, it's excusable for anyone to make mistakes. It's just that we rarely see this scene on Maël, so we're a little surprised.
"Hopefully, he can regain his shooting touch and make up for this ball! After all, the French Team needs a goal to Stabilization the victory!"
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Not long after the commentator finished speaking, Maël firmly forced his way past the Czech Team's fullback on the left and then sent in a Cross.
"Pa!" The ball was initially touched by the defender's toes as he slid back to tackle, but the ball didn't fly out of the baseline or fly far away. Instead, it dramatically rushed towards Maël's head.
Maël looked up and quickly jumped up to stop the ball with his head, then stretched out his right foot to stop the ball on the ground.
It can also be regarded as a blessing in disguise. Although it was blocked, he got a better opportunity to Cross. The defender who flew out with the tackle won't be able to get up in a short time.
For top professional Football players, if there is no pressure from the defending players, they can basically hit wherever they aim.
"Boom!"
Maël aimed at Giroud in the middle and sent in a curling Cross, aiming for the area where Giroud could reach with his head after jumping and be able to comfortably shoot.
After sending in the Cross, he looked at Giroud's position with anticipation.
As a result, the opponent and the Czech central defender both missed the Header, catching everyone off guard.
"Boom!!"
But just when he thought there was no hope for this ball, the keen-smelling Nasri suddenly rushed out from the back post and sent the ball into the upper corner of the net with a instep shot.
"Shua!" The Football was very straight, but the distance was very close, and the ball Speed was very fast. Čech, wearing a Black Helmet, failed to defend it.
Two to zero! "Yeahhhh!"
In the cheers of the Stade de France, the expectation on Maël's face instantly turned into ecstasy. He rushed towards Nasri, spreading his hands in the process.
The 7th assist! This ball accidentally ushered in the best result. After wasting one of Nasri's opportunities, he used a precise guided pass to help the opponent score!
He paid it back!
He also locked in the victory!
"Two to zero! This looks like a reciprocation goal! I said, you can always trust Maël! "His bottom line is to be able to help the team. Even if he makes a mistake first, he can make up for it later. He won't really hurt the team, not at any time!
"At the same time, we must congratulate Nasri! He has gradually shown his ease in this system. This French Team definitely needs a player like him! "There are about 25 minutes left, and it's as difficult as ascending to heaven for the Czech Team to get 2 points! In this match, the French Team will most likely win! "12 points, basically more than half of the points to qualify as the first in the Group."
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"This time it's Cabaye! A 45-degree diagonal Cross! The ones competing for the Header in the middle are Giroud and Maël! "Giroud missed the Header again. His state in this match is average, but the ball is indeed a bit high... Maël! Header!! "Ah, almost! There is still a chance for a follow-up shot, Giroud! Speed!! A toe-poke shot!! "Three to zero! Čech's goal was pierced for the third time. There is no suspense anymore. The remaining 15 minutes may also become dull!
"We must congratulate this team for winning 3 out of 3 matches in this National Team Match Day, laying a good foundation for everything in the future!"
"Oh, oh, oh! And there's more!! Maël's breakthrough! A sweep to the center!! Giroud!!"
"There really is! Four to zero!! Giroud finally scores a goal through a well-timed shot, not easy!
"He's not good in the air, but he's good on the ground! This may be the opposite of his stereotypical image! Haha, anyway, it's good to score! And Maël, once again, has produced an average of 3 goals per game, ending this match with 1 goal and 2 assists!"
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"The game is over! The French Team wins 4 out of 4 games! Securing the top spot in Group B of the European Qualifiers! The world-class superstar Maël has made a great contribution, and I think it's time to talk about his Ballon d'Or!"
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At the Stade de France, Maël took off his jersey at position C1 in the West Stand, threw it onto the stand, and then clapped his hands with a smile, gesturing to the fans.
This National Team Match Day journey is coming to an end.
It seems no different from the previous times, but as long as we can keep winning, scoring goals and assisting, then let's enjoy the joy and happiness of this moment! Looking at the emotional and excited faces in the stands, Maël is extremely happy and satisfied. He high-fives many people and enjoys the honor and shock on their faces.
"See you next year, kids!"
Finally, Deschamps said goodbye to everyone in the locker room, "There is only one National Team Match Day left this year in mid-November, which is a friendly match. At that time, I will call up some people who usually can't get into the national team to play.
"As for most of you, the next time you meet in France may be next year.
"I believe that we will be able to achieve good results at that time, and confirm the top spot in the group to go straight to the World Cup as soon as possible! I also believe that when we meet again, you and I will be better.
"Do you know why?"
His voice was calm, then he looked around, and finally, imitating Maël's speech after the European Cup, he slammed the table and raised his voice, "Because we are always the champion team!! Always the best!!"
"Yeahh!!" The French Team players shouted loudly, and many people slammed the table.
They ended this European Qualifiers group stage journey with a burst of desperate shouts and dances.
After having a meal, some people who were in a hurry embarked on the journey back. Maël was one of them. He had family matters to deal with, as well as a dense club schedule to handle.
"First: French Team with 12 points, Second: Denmark Team with 10 points, Third: Czech Team with 5 points." European Qualifiers Group B qualification situation
At eleven o'clock that night, the plane slowly docked at London International Airport.
"Ahah!"
"Here!! Maël!!"
Walking down to the underground parking lot, Maël first saw many fans waiting for him. They probably guessed that he would be back today and waited here to try their luck.
Seeing that there were not many people, he smiled and stepped forward to sign autographs for these people, took photos, and after sending blessings, he walked towards a place.
There, a white Porsche 911 turned on its hazard lights and the roar of the car starting sounded.
Maël opened the car door and got in, saw Isabella with a special expression on her face smile at him, and then stepped on the accelerator, pulling him out of the siege of the fans.
"Tired?"
"Very tired."
"I want to take a walk."
"Shall we go? Let's go to the street where we first walked together. I still remember the buildings there."
"Okay."
After a simple exchange, they didn't say anything else, but drove to a certain place.
They maintained an amazing tacit understanding, as if neither of them wanted to bring up the topic first, both feeling that the other was not ready to accept it, or not ready to start that topic.
Half an hour later, Maël woke up from his sleep and found that the car had arrived at the street in his memory, and Isabella was playing with her phone beside him, seemingly unwilling to disturb him, waiting for him to wake up naturally.
"Sorry... Let's go." He smiled, unbuckled his seat belt, and prepared to get out of the car.
The two quickly walked hand in hand along the side of the street, but unlike last time when they were like a couple in love, this time they behaved more like a mature couple, or like very familiar friends.
"How long has it been, all told?" Maël asked after walking a few steps, feeling that it would be better for him to start the topic.
"I've checked, it's been almost 20 days." Isabella lowered her head slightly shyly, then couldn't help but raise her chin and eyebrows pretentiously, observing Maël's reaction.
A smile appeared on the corner of Maël's mouth, and he jokingly 'mocked' himself, "What an early father I've become."
Isabella smiled and slapped him, then lowered her head and said, "I'm happy that you can acknowledge this child... I think that's enough, I can safely give birth to him (her)."
Maël nodded slightly, without speaking.
Soon after, Isabella continued with a smile, "If it's a boy, what do you want him to do? What about if it's a girl?"
"Hmm..."
Maël pondered for a while, "It depends on their personal interests. I will support them in whatever they do, and I also have the ability to give them the conditions to pursue everything."
"Giggle..." Isabella chuckled a few times, looking ahead, her steps taking on a bit of lightness.
After walking a few more steps, Maël suddenly slowed down, "Isabella, don't worry, I will give you everything you want in the future.
"Wait for me, until I become a better player, standing at the top, then I will have time to deal with personal matters, and devote more energy to you and the child, and our family."
When Maël said the word 'family', Isabella's body trembled slightly, and a faint smile flashed across the corner of her mouth, but she didn't reply for the time being.
"Aren't you going to ask me how long it will take?" Maël noticed that the atmosphere was a bit dull, and took the initiative to ask with a smile.
"I don't want to ask."
Isabella smiled and raised her head, "Because I know the answer, just like before, that day won't be too far away.
"I believe in you, and I believe in us."
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