green waist king

Chapter 210 Europa League Final

"Okay, the game entered the intermission. In the first half, Liverpool and Manchester United temporarily scored a goalless draw with a score of 0-0."

"Zhang Zhi, did you expect this double red in the Europa League final to be like this before the game?"

The game entered the halftime break, and the camera returned to the live broadcast room, focusing on Zhan Jun and Zhang Lu with smiling faces.

"Actually, before the start of the first half, I saw Mourinho put Mkhitaryan and Mata on the bench, and started with Martial and Lingard. I guessed that his tactics today should be based on steady counterattacks!"

"The two players, Mkhitaryan and Mata, generally move more in the rib area."

"As for Lingard and Martial, relatively speaking, they are both wide players with strong breakthroughs and speed, and they often rush forward when they get the ball!"

"Combined with Mourinho's situation at Manchester United, I am not surprised that he drove the Mourinho bus to Sweden!"

"Haha..." Zhan Jun was amused, "Yes, it's also embarrassing for Mourinho. After all, as long as there is no Premier League team that dares to fight against Liverpool, Liverpool this season is simply a terrifying monster. Anyone who dares to fight against him will die!"

"Haha!" It was Zhang Lule's turn. He nodded and smiled and said, "Mourinho's situation at Manchester United is not very good. Not only the Manchester United fans have been criticizing his coaching style, but even the club executives are a little dissatisfied with him for not getting the Champions League spot, so this game must not be lost for him, otherwise Mourinho's coaching position is probably hanging!"

Zhan Jun answered, "Judging from the situation in the first half of the game, I have to say that he still has a hand. The tight bus defense has compressed the space for the Liverpool Trident to move, making Salah and the others collectively silent."

"Now we'll see how Klopp will adjust in the second half!" Zhang Lu nodded.

Liverpool dressing room.

Klopp stood in front of the tactical board, and the tactical adjustments for the second half had been arranged.

"Yang! If you have the opportunity, you must try more long-range shots. You don't have to be so selfless. Your long-range shot in the first half was very good."

Mo Yang nodded. He also had a headache in the first half of the game. He really hated this kind of tough battle.

Especially if it is still attacking a giant team like Manchester United with a world-class goalkeeper, it will be even more difficult to fight.

In the first half, his long-range shot angle was not unreasonable, but it was still missed by De Gea's fingertips. This Spanish goalkeeper is too difficult.

"Guys, it's time!"

Pete suddenly pushed open the locker room door and shouted.

In a blink of an eye, Mo Yang and the others returned to the court through the player tunnel one after another.

With the referee's victory whistle, the second half of the Europa League final at the Friendship Stadium in Stockholm, Sweden kicked off again.

Klopp stood on the sidelines, looking at Manchester United who continued to place the bus, with a playful smile on his face.

Klopp was not surprised at all when Mourinho drove the bus to Sweden.

This season, Manchester United under the Portuguese coach only won the league No.5, and they did not get a ticket to the Champions League.

Therefore, according to the competition rules of the Champions League, Manchester United must win this game if they want to participate in the Champions League.

If Liverpool win the championship in turn, the vacated Champions League spot in the Premier League will be allocated to the third place in Ligue [-].

Therefore, if they want to participate in the Champions League, Manchester United must win the Europa League trophy.

And this Europa League championship is still very important to Manchester United, which has never won the Europa League.

If Manchester United wins the Europa League, it will be the fifth Grand Slam team in European football to win the Champions League, Europa League, Winners, and Super Cup.

So as long as Mourinho wins this championship, his current crisis of dismissal will disappear in an instant.

On the field, while Klopp was thinking, Liverpool suddenly had a crisis.

The crisis comes from Lallana.

Maybe it was just the beginning of the game, and his concentration was not enough.

After receiving Henderson's transfer of the ball, Lallana didn't pay attention to Martial who was touching from behind. He was caught off guard and was hooked away. In an instant, Manchester United formed a high-speed counterattack in the midfield.

Martial got the ball, immediately took the ball to speed up, and strode up along the left side, strictly implementing Mourinho's tactical requirements.

When Arnold saw Martial rushing over, he didn't rush to grab, but retreated to the inside line, kept the distance from Martial, blocked the inside position, and gave Martial the wing.

Now Liverpool is not afraid of crosses from the wing, with Van Dijk here.

Sure enough, Martial's psychology was guessed by Arnold.

After Martial came near the bottom line, he tried to break through several times but failed, and he did not rush to pass.

He tried a few times in the first half, but all of them were cleared by Van Dijk. The Dutchman's air master attribute is completely unsolvable.

Helpless, Martial could only bring it back, and when Fellaini got into the rib position, he handed the ball out.

Liverpool's right side of the penalty area saw Fellaini receiving the ball and Van Dijk and Henderson went up and down to form a tacit linkage defense.

One blocks the long-range line in the penalty area, and the other blocks the line at the top of the arc in the middle of the cross pass on the line of the penalty area.

Fellaini hesitated after taking the ball. He didn't need to look to know that Lallana behind him was probably coming back.

In the blink of an eye, Fellaini made a decision, and he quickly began to adjust and kicked directly.

Van Dijk's attention was immediately concentrated, and he even made a plan to block the shot in his crotch.

In the end, I saw Fellaini, who had a very realistic shooting action, raised his left foot high and lightly, and the shot turned into a pass, which was very sudden.

Henderson, too, was tricked by Fellaini's feint and took a step towards the top of the arc, with the ball rolling past him just as he left.

After Pogba plugged in, Henderson immediately stepped forward, trying to entangle Pogba.

But Pogba didn't give him a chance, he didn't stop the ball at all, but chose to give the ball to his right foot.

Then he popped the ball back to the left with the inside of his right foot, looking very much like trying to break through from the left.

Henderson's center of gravity moved subconsciously.

As a result, I never expected that the ball would be buckled to the right after reaching Pogba's left foot.

Pogba successfully swayed a small gap for shooting, took a step forward, slammed his right foot on the ball, and swung it directly.

In the penalty area, Lovren quickly moved over, jumping up to block with one chest protector and the other crotch protector.

The result was crying without tears. The ball hit the outside of his left calf, and suddenly the sideline jumped to the left.

Alisson was shaken in front of the goal line. Although he turned back to catch the ball in an instant with his top-level reflexes, it was still too late, and he could only watch the ball go into the goal.

When Mourinho saw the goal, he rushed out of the coach's bench, slid and knelt back full of passion, and looked extremely excited.

And Klopp squatted in the coaching area, holding his golden hair with both hands, with an expression of disbelief.

This goal reminded him of the two own goals with Monaco!

"God! Is Liverpool cursed again?"

In the commentary seat, Beglin was also extremely speechless. He also thought of Liverpool's incredible own goals this season, and he looked like he was about to cry but had no tears.

Mo Yang also looked like he saw a ghost, but he was looking at the big brother Lovren.

I have never seen such unlucky ones. I was just put back in the starting lineup by Klopp, but I personally scored an own goal.

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