football's number one madman
Chapter 118
Chapter 118
Chapter 118 You can't do it?
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As for this title being harmonized by the system...
"Sanchez fell to the ground! The referee refused to call a penalty! Wimbledon escaped!"
Zhan Jun couldn't help but sweat for Li Poluo:
"Judging from the replay footage, Li Polo did pull the jersey, but he let go immediately, and Sanchez's fall was indeed a little too exaggerated..."
Li Yuankui explained a little bit:
"Li Polo's defense this time is actually very smart. He stretched out his hand, and the movement range was not large, but it could already affect Sanchez's rhythm and balance. In this way, Sanchez could not continue to dribble the ball comfortably, so he chose Diving to get a penalty kick. Of course, if Li Polo can be sent off directly, Arsenal will make a lot of money!"
-
Sanchez's plan is indeed perfect, but it's a pity that the referee doesn't like it at all.
Although Li Polo is a yellow-skinned Asian player, he is also a registered permanent residence of the British Empire. As a foreign Chilean, why should he be taken care of by the English referee?
In terms of regional protection, football is the same all over the world!
Sanchez got up helplessly, and even turned his head to ask the "perpetrator":
"You reached out to me, didn't you?"
Lee Polo would not admit:
"I'm a professional player, how could I do such a thing?"
Sanchez rolled his eyes.
【Look at that Wilshere who was scared into a chicken by you!Is there a professional player like you? 】
[Negative emotions, +2! 】
-
Sanchez, who has hit a wall twice in a row with Lee Polo, still hasn't given up.
It's just that due to Arsenal's numerical disadvantage, he had to temporarily suspend his efforts to help his teammates defend a wave.
Wimbledon also played a rare wave of offensive positions.
Porter almost lost possession of the ball under Coquelin's struggle. Fortunately, Rigg responded in time and managed to take the ball across the half.
Seeing that Ramsey and Bellerin were about to form an encirclement, Rigg no longer dared to dribble the ball blindly, and made an arc pass to the penalty area, leaving the fate to his two forwards...
Mertesacker's heart is cool at the moment.
Koscielny was sent off, and now he is the only central defender, and Bellerin, who did not learn the lesson, went up blindly, and now there are only two defenders left on the edge of the penalty area: himself and Monreal!
2 vs 2, there is still a goalkeeper here, logically speaking, it seems that our side has the upper hand, but...the players on both sides are not matched at all!
The fast Monreal was held back by Akinfenwa, while Mertesacker had to defend Dubis, who was good at grabbing points!
In the first half, the scene where he was repeatedly beaten by Dubis is still vivid, and Mertesacker even wanted to pay tribute to Koscielny who left the field for a moment!
Fortunately, Rieger's pass was far off the mark this time. The football was at least half a foot away from Dubis's head. Szczesny jumped high, stretched his hands, and confiscated the ball.
Szczesny did not immediately choose to kick his big foot and let his teammates launch a quick counterattack, because Wimbledon still has a large number of defensive players in the backcourt.
The Polish goalkeeper even held the football for a few seconds, so that his teammates could return to their proper positions, and then threw it to Monreal on the left-because his long pass is more reliable.
Akinfenwa's muscles trembled and he rushed forward to grab the ball. Monreal didn't dare to overdo it, so he accelerated away from his position and dribbled the ball across the half court.
When it came time to compete for speed, Akinfenwa could only be reduced to a spectator. He shook his head and retreated with big strides.
When he returned to near the middle circle, the ball came to Sanchez's feet again.
Sanchez repeated the same trick, and once again dribbled the ball to the left to seek opportunities.
Li Polo and Francon were all taken away by him, and then he flicked his ankle and used the outer instep of his right foot to bounce the ball towards the middle!
Porter, who was the only one staying in the middle of the town, was trying to intercept him, but Ramsey, who was plugging in from the back row, unreasonably blocked his position!
Porter is only 170 tall, but Ramsey is a famous tough guy in the Premier League at 1.8 meters [-]!
Just listening to the sound of "bang", "Welsh Reaper" swung his foot and shot 23 meters away from the goal!
There was another "bang", and Phillips, who was standing near the penalty spot, fell to the ground!
Zhan Jun took a breath:
"Crazy to help the central defender complete the clearance with his forehead! This is very similar to Chelsea's captain Terry!"
Li Yuankui couldn't help baring his teeth:
"Just listening to this muffled sound, one can imagine how painful Ramsey's explosive shot is!"
-
Mark Phillips directly hallucinated.
He even saw that he and his teammates put on golden medals and stepped onto the podium of the champion!
Then he felt a burning pain on his face:
"Wake up, Mark! Wake up!"
He opened his eyes with difficulty, and saw the familiar team doctor Douglas:
"Did we win?"
Douglas stretched out three fingers and waved them in front of his eyes:
"How much is this?"
Phillips was spinning again, closing his eyes with difficulty:
"I can't see clearly, Doctor!"
Douglas regretfully shook his head to Adrey on the sidelines:
"He can't hold on anymore, let's change!"
Adre cursed secretly, and quickly pulled Osraja up from the bench:
"There's no time for you to warm up, let's play!"
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"I thought you would continue to do it alone, but I didn't expect you to choose to pass the ball. Are you afraid of my interception?"
Li Polo was not idle either, watching Phillips receive treatment while provoking Sanchez verbally.
But the Chileans were not in the least bit annoyed:
"Give up provocation, little guy. I was kicked all the way from the slums. Haven't heard any swear words?"
Li Poluo froze for a moment, then fell silent.
[Indeed, for a grassroots player like Sanchez who has been beaten by the society for a long time and climbed up from the bottom step by step, verbal provocations really seem to have little power...]
[Even if he insults his ancestors for eighteen generations, I'm afraid it won't move him...]
Li Poluo thought for several minutes, and finally found another topic:
"I heard from your ex-girlfriend that you can't do it?"
Sanchez turned his head slowly.
This time his cheeks became tense, without even needing to speak, Li Polo felt a rush of anger rushing to his face!
[Negative emotions from Sanchez, +20! 】
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"Sanchez dribbled the ball, and he chose to force a breakthrough! Lee Polo took the first step to destroy the ball! Clean defense!"
"It's Sanchez again, he shoots directly from the top of the penalty area! Li Polo was only close to completing the block! It's a pity that he missed it!"
"It's still Sanchez! In the second half, Wenger asked him to play in the middle, and this move completely activated him! Facing Li Polo again, he...he passed!"
In the 74th minute, when Li Polo was thrown off by Sanchez again, he gasped helplessly.
He even regretted that he had angered the Chilean.
Being ridiculed face to face with a man's dignity made Sanchez's adrenaline rush wildly, and his whole body was like a tireless electric motor, launching the most violent impact on Li Polo time and time again!
Li Poluo could resist once or twice, but he couldn't resist the fierce attack of his opponent like a tide!
Compared with Cazorla in the first half, Sanchez's movement frequency is faster, he will never hold the ball in one place for more than half a second, the whole person is always in constant movement, plus he has already performed once " "Electric touch porcelain", so that Li Polo didn't even dare to try it easily!
If it wasn't for Sanchez's physical fitness that has also declined significantly, so that he didn't hit the right part when shooting, Xie A probably wouldn't be able to save the ball to the bottom line...
-
"Arsenal won the 9th corner kick in the game. After the No. 10 player and Cazorla went off the field, Bellerin could only take the penalty..."
Lineker explained unhurriedly, and then glanced at the situation on the sidelines:
"Three substitute players are warming up on the sidelines. It seems Wenger hasn't figured out who to play... Bellerin kicks off, Mertesacker tries to head the ball and is cleared by Polo Lee!"
Before he finished speaking in one breath, he raised his voice again:
"A quick counterattack at Wimbledon!"
Li Polo landed, and the football was kicked out by Porter outside the penalty area. Rigg, Dubis, and Francon fired three arrows at once!
Bellerin had just kicked off the ball, while Mertesacker and Monreal were both fighting for the header in the penalty area. As the left-behind players... only Coquelin and Ramsey were the two defensive midfielders!
And because one person was sent off in the first half, in order to make up for the gap in numbers, the running distance of these two midfielders has far exceeded the usual 90-minute average level, and it is impossible to catch up at this time!
"Pass! Pass!"
"Pass it to me! Give it to me!"
It was Dubis who grabbed the first spot first, but before he got close to the penalty area, he saw Szczesny abandon the goal and attack!
Dubis, who played for 75 minutes, felt that his legs were not strong enough to support him to change direction, so he had to take advantage of the situation!
"If you can't score, I'll kill you!"
Rieger, who was full of gas, slapped the horse from the left wing, and hit the ball with a push and shot to the empty goal!
"Whoosh!"
Szczesny didn't even have to look back, he felt the dead silence from the stands behind him!
On the other side of the stands, there was an explosion of cheers in an instant!
3: 1!
Wimbledon expands the score!
At the moment when Arsenal's offensive was at its peak, they suffered a blow to the head!
Looking at Flamini, Giroud and Chamberlain who were warming up on the sidelines, Wenger felt powerless.
[Who is allowed to play to reverse this desperate situation? 】
(End of this chapter)
Chapter 118 You can't do it?
-
As for this title being harmonized by the system...
"Sanchez fell to the ground! The referee refused to call a penalty! Wimbledon escaped!"
Zhan Jun couldn't help but sweat for Li Poluo:
"Judging from the replay footage, Li Polo did pull the jersey, but he let go immediately, and Sanchez's fall was indeed a little too exaggerated..."
Li Yuankui explained a little bit:
"Li Polo's defense this time is actually very smart. He stretched out his hand, and the movement range was not large, but it could already affect Sanchez's rhythm and balance. In this way, Sanchez could not continue to dribble the ball comfortably, so he chose Diving to get a penalty kick. Of course, if Li Polo can be sent off directly, Arsenal will make a lot of money!"
-
Sanchez's plan is indeed perfect, but it's a pity that the referee doesn't like it at all.
Although Li Polo is a yellow-skinned Asian player, he is also a registered permanent residence of the British Empire. As a foreign Chilean, why should he be taken care of by the English referee?
In terms of regional protection, football is the same all over the world!
Sanchez got up helplessly, and even turned his head to ask the "perpetrator":
"You reached out to me, didn't you?"
Lee Polo would not admit:
"I'm a professional player, how could I do such a thing?"
Sanchez rolled his eyes.
【Look at that Wilshere who was scared into a chicken by you!Is there a professional player like you? 】
[Negative emotions, +2! 】
-
Sanchez, who has hit a wall twice in a row with Lee Polo, still hasn't given up.
It's just that due to Arsenal's numerical disadvantage, he had to temporarily suspend his efforts to help his teammates defend a wave.
Wimbledon also played a rare wave of offensive positions.
Porter almost lost possession of the ball under Coquelin's struggle. Fortunately, Rigg responded in time and managed to take the ball across the half.
Seeing that Ramsey and Bellerin were about to form an encirclement, Rigg no longer dared to dribble the ball blindly, and made an arc pass to the penalty area, leaving the fate to his two forwards...
Mertesacker's heart is cool at the moment.
Koscielny was sent off, and now he is the only central defender, and Bellerin, who did not learn the lesson, went up blindly, and now there are only two defenders left on the edge of the penalty area: himself and Monreal!
2 vs 2, there is still a goalkeeper here, logically speaking, it seems that our side has the upper hand, but...the players on both sides are not matched at all!
The fast Monreal was held back by Akinfenwa, while Mertesacker had to defend Dubis, who was good at grabbing points!
In the first half, the scene where he was repeatedly beaten by Dubis is still vivid, and Mertesacker even wanted to pay tribute to Koscielny who left the field for a moment!
Fortunately, Rieger's pass was far off the mark this time. The football was at least half a foot away from Dubis's head. Szczesny jumped high, stretched his hands, and confiscated the ball.
Szczesny did not immediately choose to kick his big foot and let his teammates launch a quick counterattack, because Wimbledon still has a large number of defensive players in the backcourt.
The Polish goalkeeper even held the football for a few seconds, so that his teammates could return to their proper positions, and then threw it to Monreal on the left-because his long pass is more reliable.
Akinfenwa's muscles trembled and he rushed forward to grab the ball. Monreal didn't dare to overdo it, so he accelerated away from his position and dribbled the ball across the half court.
When it came time to compete for speed, Akinfenwa could only be reduced to a spectator. He shook his head and retreated with big strides.
When he returned to near the middle circle, the ball came to Sanchez's feet again.
Sanchez repeated the same trick, and once again dribbled the ball to the left to seek opportunities.
Li Polo and Francon were all taken away by him, and then he flicked his ankle and used the outer instep of his right foot to bounce the ball towards the middle!
Porter, who was the only one staying in the middle of the town, was trying to intercept him, but Ramsey, who was plugging in from the back row, unreasonably blocked his position!
Porter is only 170 tall, but Ramsey is a famous tough guy in the Premier League at 1.8 meters [-]!
Just listening to the sound of "bang", "Welsh Reaper" swung his foot and shot 23 meters away from the goal!
There was another "bang", and Phillips, who was standing near the penalty spot, fell to the ground!
Zhan Jun took a breath:
"Crazy to help the central defender complete the clearance with his forehead! This is very similar to Chelsea's captain Terry!"
Li Yuankui couldn't help baring his teeth:
"Just listening to this muffled sound, one can imagine how painful Ramsey's explosive shot is!"
-
Mark Phillips directly hallucinated.
He even saw that he and his teammates put on golden medals and stepped onto the podium of the champion!
Then he felt a burning pain on his face:
"Wake up, Mark! Wake up!"
He opened his eyes with difficulty, and saw the familiar team doctor Douglas:
"Did we win?"
Douglas stretched out three fingers and waved them in front of his eyes:
"How much is this?"
Phillips was spinning again, closing his eyes with difficulty:
"I can't see clearly, Doctor!"
Douglas regretfully shook his head to Adrey on the sidelines:
"He can't hold on anymore, let's change!"
Adre cursed secretly, and quickly pulled Osraja up from the bench:
"There's no time for you to warm up, let's play!"
-
"I thought you would continue to do it alone, but I didn't expect you to choose to pass the ball. Are you afraid of my interception?"
Li Polo was not idle either, watching Phillips receive treatment while provoking Sanchez verbally.
But the Chileans were not in the least bit annoyed:
"Give up provocation, little guy. I was kicked all the way from the slums. Haven't heard any swear words?"
Li Poluo froze for a moment, then fell silent.
[Indeed, for a grassroots player like Sanchez who has been beaten by the society for a long time and climbed up from the bottom step by step, verbal provocations really seem to have little power...]
[Even if he insults his ancestors for eighteen generations, I'm afraid it won't move him...]
Li Poluo thought for several minutes, and finally found another topic:
"I heard from your ex-girlfriend that you can't do it?"
Sanchez turned his head slowly.
This time his cheeks became tense, without even needing to speak, Li Polo felt a rush of anger rushing to his face!
[Negative emotions from Sanchez, +20! 】
-
"Sanchez dribbled the ball, and he chose to force a breakthrough! Lee Polo took the first step to destroy the ball! Clean defense!"
"It's Sanchez again, he shoots directly from the top of the penalty area! Li Polo was only close to completing the block! It's a pity that he missed it!"
"It's still Sanchez! In the second half, Wenger asked him to play in the middle, and this move completely activated him! Facing Li Polo again, he...he passed!"
In the 74th minute, when Li Polo was thrown off by Sanchez again, he gasped helplessly.
He even regretted that he had angered the Chilean.
Being ridiculed face to face with a man's dignity made Sanchez's adrenaline rush wildly, and his whole body was like a tireless electric motor, launching the most violent impact on Li Polo time and time again!
Li Poluo could resist once or twice, but he couldn't resist the fierce attack of his opponent like a tide!
Compared with Cazorla in the first half, Sanchez's movement frequency is faster, he will never hold the ball in one place for more than half a second, the whole person is always in constant movement, plus he has already performed once " "Electric touch porcelain", so that Li Polo didn't even dare to try it easily!
If it wasn't for Sanchez's physical fitness that has also declined significantly, so that he didn't hit the right part when shooting, Xie A probably wouldn't be able to save the ball to the bottom line...
-
"Arsenal won the 9th corner kick in the game. After the No. 10 player and Cazorla went off the field, Bellerin could only take the penalty..."
Lineker explained unhurriedly, and then glanced at the situation on the sidelines:
"Three substitute players are warming up on the sidelines. It seems Wenger hasn't figured out who to play... Bellerin kicks off, Mertesacker tries to head the ball and is cleared by Polo Lee!"
Before he finished speaking in one breath, he raised his voice again:
"A quick counterattack at Wimbledon!"
Li Polo landed, and the football was kicked out by Porter outside the penalty area. Rigg, Dubis, and Francon fired three arrows at once!
Bellerin had just kicked off the ball, while Mertesacker and Monreal were both fighting for the header in the penalty area. As the left-behind players... only Coquelin and Ramsey were the two defensive midfielders!
And because one person was sent off in the first half, in order to make up for the gap in numbers, the running distance of these two midfielders has far exceeded the usual 90-minute average level, and it is impossible to catch up at this time!
"Pass! Pass!"
"Pass it to me! Give it to me!"
It was Dubis who grabbed the first spot first, but before he got close to the penalty area, he saw Szczesny abandon the goal and attack!
Dubis, who played for 75 minutes, felt that his legs were not strong enough to support him to change direction, so he had to take advantage of the situation!
"If you can't score, I'll kill you!"
Rieger, who was full of gas, slapped the horse from the left wing, and hit the ball with a push and shot to the empty goal!
"Whoosh!"
Szczesny didn't even have to look back, he felt the dead silence from the stands behind him!
On the other side of the stands, there was an explosion of cheers in an instant!
3: 1!
Wimbledon expands the score!
At the moment when Arsenal's offensive was at its peak, they suffered a blow to the head!
Looking at Flamini, Giroud and Chamberlain who were warming up on the sidelines, Wenger felt powerless.
[Who is allowed to play to reverse this desperate situation? 】
(End of this chapter)
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