黄健翔激情解说版1

   “Penalty! Penalty! Penalty!” he screamed. “Grosso's done it, Grosso's done it! ”


    “The great Italian left back! He succeeded in the glorious traditions of Italy! Facchetti, Cabrini and Maldini, their souls are infused in him at this moment!”

    “Grosso represents the long history and traditions of Italian soccer, he's not fighting alone at this moment! He's not alone!”

    “Goooooal! Game over! Italy win! Beat the Australians!” he shouted, his voice now breaking.

    “They do not fall in front of Hiddink again! Italy the great! Left back the great! Happy birthday to Maldini! Forza Italia!”

    “The victory belongs to Italy, to Grosso, to Cannavaro, to Zambrotta, to Buffon, to Maldini, to everyone who loves Italian soccer!”

    “Hiddink ... lost all his courage faced with Italian history and traditions ... He finally reaped fruits which he had sown! They should go home. They don't need to go as far away as Australia as most of them are living in Europe. Farewell!”