football spell system

Chapter 1292 Every inch of land must be fought!

In the locker room of the home team, Simeone was playing chicken blood with the players.

"Deportivo was a bit fierce this season. We lost to them in the third round of the league. We were laughed at a lot at that time. But it turned out that they deserved to be at the top of the league table! They surpassed Barcelona and won a record 18 consecutive La Liga victories. This result is amazing!"

"We are now more than 10 points behind them in the league, which is really bad! And I have lost to them, which makes me even more unhappy! I ask you to fight against them in this game! Now some people say that we are mad dogs? Then we will open our mouths to kill them!"

In the locker room of the visiting team, Yun Sheng was also instructing the midfielders.

"Atletico Madrid's routine, you should be very clear, that group of crazy biting people is absolutely merciless. Cai Huikang, Gattuso, I think talking about fierce defense, you two have completely abused them! In this game, I have only one request for your midfielders - every inch of ground must be fought! This game must not be lost!"

"There are also strikers. You must protect yourself and don't get hurt by your opponent. Maybe we only need one or two chances in this game to win them. I need you to seize the opportunity and don't waste luck."

Time is coming, Yunsheng opened the door, Deportivo players came out one after another, Guti and Li Tie also walked out of the locker room, Yunsheng was the last one to go out.As soon as he went out, he heard someone calling him behind him: "Boss."

Yun Sheng turned around: "David, you haven't left yet?"

Standing behind Yunsheng was his old friend David Beckham.

Beckham smiled slightly: "Wait for you for a while, let's go together."

"it is good."

The two walked and chatted.

"Your free transfer procedures are really troublesome, Americans are too slow to do things."

"Yes, they always have."

"How is your condition? Is it okay to play?"

"Excellent." After saying this, Beckham looked at Yun Sheng, "Boss, you promised me that I will come off the bench in this game."

Looking at Beckham's serious eyes, Yun Sheng smiled: "Don't be so serious, relax. I will definitely give you a chance in the second half. If it wasn't because Atletico Madrid fought too hard and I needed two midfielders, I would even let you start."

"Boss, I have no problem defending. In fact, the starting lineup is more than enough for Atletico Madrid."

"I know that you have been playing as a midfielder in the late stage of Real Madrid. Among other things, you still hold the record for the longest running distance in a single game."

"Then I will wait for your call on the bench."

"Okay, be ready anytime!"

The two walked out of the court and returned to their respective positions.

A few minutes later, the referee's whistle sounded and the game officially began!
Atletico kicked off first, Costa and Falcao passed each other, and they quickly rushed to the Deportivo half.

It seems that Atletico Madrid wants to start the attack!
Gabi and Koke passed consecutively, and the ball was delivered to Costa's feet.

But as soon as Costa turned around, he was brought down fiercely by the Depor players!
The ball was driven to the frontcourt by Bigfoot!No foul!
Calderon stadium boos everywhere!The boos are all for Depor players!

Costa got up from the ground, looking for who kicked the heavy foot just now with a vicious look.

"Hua Guozhang?" Costa was stunned.

I saw Zhang Linpeng glaring at him fiercely, without speaking, and returned to the restricted area again.

Costa opened his mouth and didn't speak again.

Back in the penalty area, goalkeeper Navas reminded Zhang Linpeng: "Dude, that kid Costa is not authentic, and has a bad temper. He used to fight with opponents in La Liga before. Be careful."

Zhang Linpeng snorted: "That kid is also arrogant in La Liga. When I was in Monaco, I fought him on the training ground!"

Castro asked curiously, "Who won?"

Zhang Linpeng pointed to Costa: "Who won? Hehe, I just knocked him down, do you think he dares to be arrogant with me?"

Navas and Castro gave thumbs up at the same time: "Bull!"

After a small episode, the game continued.

Seeing Costa being knocked down by Zhang Linpeng, Simeone on the sidelines was a little dazed.

what's the situation?Why did they attack before our Atletico Madrid kicked hard?
Two minutes later, this time it was Raul Garcia who was kicked over by Cai Huikang while dribbling the ball.

The referee only gave a warning and did not play a card.

While Simeone vented his dissatisfaction with the fourth official, he glared at the Depor players on the court, especially Zhang Linpeng and Cai Huikang.

What's going on with these Chinese players?Why are they all like bandits?Who taught this?
Soon, Simeone got the answer.

After Cork and Gabi cooperated continuously, the white ball was passed to Juanfran who came forward with an assist.

At the moment when Juanfran just caught the ball and went forward, a strong body knocked him out of the sideline!

No foul, just a foul, but it was Juanfran who kicked out of bounds last!
Looking at Gattuso's fierce eyes, Simeone understood.

He taught it, and it's a real hammer.

Simeone walked towards Yun Sheng dissatisfied: "I said man, aren't your players skilled? Why are they learning badly now? Are they so bad?"

Yun Sheng shrugged, as if he deserved it: "Did our players get their cards?"

"That's not there."

"Then how do you say that your feet are black? It can only be said that your feet are heavy. We are still very measured."

Simeone couldn't speak, and walked back to his coach's bench angrily. He yelled at the court: "Fuck it! Fuck them to the end!"

Atletico Madrid players were deflated continuously, and they were also full of anger.

A few minutes later, Ronaldo wanted to drive forward with the ball, but was brought down fiercely by Atletico midfielder Zhao Juri, and Depor's good chance of attacking was ended.

J Luo got up from the ground, shook his legs, it was nothing serious, but he still felt lingering fear when he looked at Zhao Juri.

Li Tie at the side of the court was stunned: "If you only look at physical strength, the top three active players in Huaguo are all in this game. Today is really interesting."

Guti couldn't help admiring: "The defensive ability of the three of them has surpassed the second-rate level in Europe, and Zhang Linpeng can be regarded as the first-rate in Europe."

Yun Sheng looked at the struggle between the two teams on the field, and said in a low voice: "They are still far behind. Zhang Linpeng is pretty good, but Cai Huikang and Zhao Juri, their tackles are good, but they don't have enough ability to organize the attack after stealing the ball. This is not enough. Now international football is not popular with the type of pure defensive midfielders like Makelele. They need a B2B midfielder who can defend, run, and pass. They still need to continue to improve."

Unknowingly, the game has been going on for more than half an hour, neither team has scored a goal, and almost all their energy has been spent on fighting for the midfield.

And the players of the two teams are getting more and more angry, the anxious situation is like a powder keg, as long as there is a little spark, it will be completely detonated!
(End of this chapter)