green waist king

Chapter 574 First defeat of the season!

"Liverpool ushered in the first defeat of the season, 1-0 away to Naples lore! - Manchester Evening News

"After Yang left the field, Liverpool's ball possession rate dropped sharply, 39%, and only 90 shots were taken in 5 minutes. What's even more incredible is that none of their shots hit Naples' goal frame! "--Guardian

"In the second half, Klopp made continuous substitutions and adjustments, but with little effect. Mo Yang's injury and retirement was a turning point in the game. Liverpool can miss anyone, but Mo Yang's brain cannot be missing! "——Sina Sports

"Klopp needs to be responsible for the team's loss. In this game, the fans can't see the slightest passion in the Liverpool players, only exhaustion! - Liverpool Post
"China Yang was diagnosed with a concussion and may miss the game against Manchester City. Guardiola's opportunity has come. This is the best time for Manchester City and Liverpool to widen the gap! - Daily Mail

After the game, countless European media were shocked after the game. They never expected that Liverpool, who were playing away from home, would be out of shape.

Countless fans of Premier League teams could not help sighing secretly when they saw Liverpool being dragged down by the domestic League Cup. Fortunately, they were not as unlucky as Liverpool, who were tortured by the devil's schedule before Christmas and New Year.

In Naples, on the bus to the airport, Klopp's face was black all the time.

I thought I would score 1 point in this game, but I never expected that Insigne would score a lore in the 90th minute. This is quite depressing.

"Hehe!" But after a long silence, Klopp suddenly became happy again.

Because he thought of Guardiola!

"That bald man should be more depressed than me now! Hehe!" Klopp rubbed his unshaven chin with a mean smile.

After the game, Klopp received reports from Manchester City and Barcelona.

It was also a very surprising result. Manchester City, who played at home, was kicked to the ground by Barcelona and lost 2-4.

Thinking of Guardiola's old face stretched longer than him, he couldn't help but laugh.

Behind Klopp, Henderson and the others noticed Klopp, who sometimes sniggered from time to time, was a little weird, and everyone looked horrified.

"Captain! Is your head crazy?" Alisson lowered his voice and asked Henderson beside him.

"I think he's thinking about going back and killing you!" Henderson rolled his eyes, deliberately scaring Alisson.

"Oh!" Alisson sighed helplessly, thinking of Insigne's goal.

But he really didn't blame him for the ball. Van Dijk, Gomez, and Arnold were all out of position. Insigne, who was outflanking the middle, stabbed the ball in from close range. Even God couldn't save that ball.

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The next day, one of the pitches at the Melwood Training Base.

Today is the match day between China U15 Junior Team and Liverpool U15 Team.

At 9:[-] in the morning, the players, coaching staff and staff of both sides have arrived at the scene. In addition, there are dozens of domestic media reporters.

Although this match was just an exchange match, although the sparrow was small, it had all the internal organs, and it was carried out completely according to the regular match.

On the sidelines of the court, young players from China gathered together and were listening to coach Fan Zhiyi explaining the tactics of the upcoming game.

But in the crowd, from time to time, some people turned their heads and looked around, as if they were looking for something.

"What are you doing, you want to rebel!"

"Those who are half-hearted, please concentrate!" Fan Zhiyi's eyes widened when he found that many people in this group of radishheads were absent-minded.

In fact, Fan Zhiyi knew who these little radishheads were looking for, and he also felt a little pity, it was a rare opportunity to meet.

But Mo Yang was injured last night, so he felt that Mo Yang might not be able to come.

Fan Zhiyi imitated the example, turned his gaze around, and bowed his head before seeing Mo Yang, and continued to arrange and explain tasks to the group of little carrots.

"Ho!! Yang!! Yang!!!"

"Holy shit!! Kolopp!!!!"

"Steven!!!Am I dreaming?"

"..."

After a while, the young Liverpool players next to them suddenly became agitated, exclaiming incessantly, and it was obvious from the sound that these little guys were extremely excited.

Immediately attracted the attention of Fan Zhiyi and others.

Fan Zhiyi looked up, and sure enough, he saw Mo Yang walking slowly with his hands in his pockets at the entrance of the stadium, and he immediately smiled.

"Uncle Wei! Brother Fan!"

"I'm not late!" The smiling Mo Yang stepped forward to say hello.

"No, no! Not too early, not too late, just right, just like your pass!" Fan Zhiyi was very eloquent.

Mo Yang was amused, and then introduced Klopp and Gerrard to Fan Zhiyi, Wei Bowen and others.

"Wow!"

"Old Fan really brought Mo Yang here! Awesome! I won't secretly spit into his teacup anymore!!"

Among the small crowd, a tall and strong boy with a height of 1.8 meters, baby fat, thick eyebrows and big eyes blew himself up in excitement, making the friends around him burst into laughter.

Perhaps because of Mo Yang, after the game started, the players of the Chinese team were very excited, and they fought like Liverpool U15.

"Moyang, what do you think of this group of little guys?" Fan Zhiyi stood with Moyang and the other three on the sidelines and watched for a while, then suddenly asked.

Mo Yang smiled when he heard the words, and pointed to a tall and strong little guy on the field, "That kid is not bad! As a central defender, his sense of position is very good."

"His name is Sao Zhu, bah, no, his name is Chen Tang, he is a student in my training center, and he is also the one I value the most!" Fan Zhiyi smiled happily.

"But his passing is a bit poor, but his vision is very good!" After talking about the advantages, Mo Yang began to talk about the disadvantages.

Fan Zhiyi's expression was normal, he nodded, and said, "To put it simply, this kid's vision of stealing and forward throwing the ball, as well as his ability to read the game are all top-notch among his peers in China, but this passing is a bit slow."

"This can be practiced!" Mo Yang nodded and smiled.

He noticed this young player from the very beginning of the game, and that spirituality is the most precious. This is the so-called football talent.

"Yang, what's the name of that player?"

Suddenly, Klopp, who was silently watching the game, interjected and raised his finger to the field.

Mo Yang looked in the direction, and what Klopp was referring to was Chen Tang, nicknamed Sao Pig.

"If he wants, I can arrange a trial for him!" After Klopp finished speaking, Gerrard also said with a smile, obviously Chen Tang also caught his attention.

Mo Yang looked astonished. Gerrard and Klopp came here by accident. They met Mo Yang when he came over, so they came to have a look together.

Fan Zhiyi heard Klopp's inquiry, so he took advantage of the opportunity to introduce Chen Tang.

After this year's World Cup, domestic football has once again fully realized how far they are from European football, and how ridiculous the gap between their talent pool and other teams is.

A superpower with 14 billion people is so embarrassed that the main players continue to fight with exhaustion, and they can't even gather excellent rotation players.

In the past, I always shouted to be in line with European football, but after all these years, I didn't even know where the track was.

Klopp and Gerrard watched the first half and left quickly.

Mo Yang didn't leave, he stayed. After the game, he ate and took a photo with these little guys before leaving.

(End of this chapter)