Lvyin Fengmo

Chapter 134

While Emery pondered how to boost morale, his opponents were trying to dampen the high spirits in the dressing room.

"Hey, today's game went really well!"

"Although there are still 45 minutes, even if God is on the opposite side, we can't lose!"

"Yes, yes, we are not AC Milan!"

"Hahaha, after all, we have a player from Liverpool!"

The players were laughing and chatting, and everyone was happy and relaxed.

Lu Feng was no exception. While eating bananas, he exchanged with Slimani about the offense in the first half:

"These two defensive midfielders have great moves. You can try to make them foul in the penalty area."

Slimani nodded first, and then asked a question:
"Since you discovered this problem, why didn't you see you do it in the first half?"

Lu Feng shrugged his shoulders:

"I'm afraid of pain."

Slimani:

"Convex (Fuck Duck)!"
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Marco Silva first watched the 3-minute highlights with his tablet in his arms, and then discussed a few issues with the team. Then he coughed and attracted the attention of the players.

"The first half was good, but a game is not 45 minutes long.

I just heard someone talking about AC Milan and Liverpool. I don't want to be the second Ancelotti and be counted by everyone ten years later. "

The head coach looked serious, and the players nodded one after another.

The Istanbul night really has too many legends, and it is destined to be remembered by football history.

More than ten years, even in 2050, as long as "reversal" and "miracle" are mentioned, the first thing everyone thinks of will still be this classic battle. Deportivo Milan reversed, Manchester United reversed Bayern, Chelsea reversed Naples , Barcelona reversed Milan, Barcelona reversed Paris, Manchester United reversed Paris, Real Madrid reversed Wolfsburg, Rome reversed Barcelona, ​​Liverpool reversed Barcelona...all have to stand aside!

Silva continued:
"So, forget about 3-0, especially the guy who scored the goal, it's about you, striker."

He looked at Lu Feng who was eating bananas:

"I think you seem to be too keen on fighting for the header in the first half, why don't you try to dribble more?"

Lu Feng shrugged again:

"These two defensive midfielders made a lot of defensive moves, and I was a little worried about getting hurt."

Silva was silent with some embarrassment.

As a head coach, he certainly does not advocate the mentality of "worrying about getting hurt", but...it is impossible for him to criticize the hero who scored three goals at this time.

What's more, he knew very well that although Lu Feng's physique was not considered strong, he was never a player who was afraid of physical confrontation.The reason for being extra cautious in this game is of course for the upcoming World Youth Championship.

Lu Feng... must not be injured in the club's last two games!

Once he is unable to play in the World Youth Championship due to injury, the "worshiping foreigners" hat hanging on his head will fall heavily, and then it will be completely locked!
"But don't worry, Coach."

Lu Feng threw away the banana peel and wiped the corner of his mouth:

"Even if they bribe the referee, we won't lose!"
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"drop!"

Less than 5 minutes into the second half, the referee raised his arm high and pointed at Sporting Lisbon's penalty area.

"A penalty kick was awarded?"

He Wei couldn't believe it, but the camera showed everything very clearly.

Without any hesitation, the referee pointed to the twelve yard point firmly!

penalty!

"Let's take a look in slow motion..."

Xu Yang dragged out his voice, and analyzed it in conjunction with the playback:

"Reyes' long shot hit Oliveira's arm...but Oliveira's arm was basically attached to his torso, and the penalty kick was awarded...a bit far-fetched, right?"

"I didn't open my arms! No!"

Oliveira hurriedly patted his right arm with his left hand and complained loudly to the referee Atkinson.

But this famous post from England could not understand Portuguese at all, but looked at him indifferently:
"Gentlemen, please exit the restricted area!"

Atkinson, who has seen countless big scenes in the Premier League, has blown countless black whistles and faint whistles in his life, but he has never shown weakness. Swallow this breath obediently.

"Boom!"

With a muffled sound, Gameiro blasted the goal directly, and Sevilla rewritten the score to 1-3, and they saw a glimmer of hope.

But Sporting Lisbon would not sit still. Just 1 minute later, the attacking group led by Lu Feng brought the flames of war to their doorstep.

Lu Feng and Slimani went straight into the penalty area, forcing the opponent's defense to shrink tightly.Joao Mario made a gesture on the edge of the penalty area to pass Lu Feng directly, but unexpectedly chose to break through by himself!
Facing Carico, who switched to playing as a midfielder, Mario pushed the ball to the right, but he twisted from the left to accelerate!
The ball is divided!

Mario showed a smug smile as he accelerated.

He is confident to complete this wonderful breakthrough!
And after his breakthrough, no matter how the central defender chooses, there will be flaws in the penalty area!

But after he turned sideways slightly, he was surprised to find that... the football didn't join him!
Instead, he saw that the Sevilla defenders who were nervously defending suddenly all left their positions and even pressed up!

What the hell is going on with this tmd? ! -
Calico's palms were full of sweat.

Maybe he is the only one who knows what happened at that moment just now.

In order to prevent Mario from breaking through, his center of gravity was kept very low, and his hands were naturally drooping at his sides.

When the Mario man passed the ball, the football hit Carico's left hand!

He made a block with his left hand, then...kicked the ball into the midfield and helped launch a counterattack!
This is... a handball in the penalty area!
But so what?
The referee didn't see it, so should Carico report himself?
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"..."

Lu Feng, who carried the defender on his back, saw the handball, but he didn't have time to react.

He could only watch the referee Atkinson turn around immediately, followed the ball and quickly ran to the other half.

Reyes slashed through the Sporting Lisbon defense with a wide pass, and Gameiro sprinted 20 meters down the right to receive the ball, but opted to swipe the ball past the last defender. Buckle, hit the middle!

Baka, who was outflanking in place, pushed the ball, and the football rolled into the goal against the turf!

2-3!
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"what?!!"

Emery's mood at the moment flew directly into the sky!
If possible, he would really like to kiss himself hard!
After only 8 minutes in the second half, his team scored two goals in a row!

The gap between the two teams is only one goal. With Sevilla's morale so high, the one-point gap can be closed at any time!
Emery has even imagined that from now on, when fans talk about "reversal" and "miracle", the second-ranked game after "Istanbul Night" will become "Warsaw Night"!
The only pity is that this is only the venue of the Europa League. Compared with the influence of the Champions League final, it is still much inferior...
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"Don't worry!"

Silva was already sweating profusely on the sidelines, but he still wanted to remind the players to calm down.

The two conceded goals just now made him smell ominous, but he had no choice but to ask the fourth official a question.

Even if it turns out after the game that these two times were the referee's mistakes, it is impossible to change the score!
UEFA...do you really want the Europa League to become a "Sevilla Cup"?

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Whispered to recommend a goalkeeper article "Six Fingers Demon", the author Wuchuangzhibai,
It is probably the book of the magic character generation, there is no rebirth, system cheats, if you are interested, you can go and read it.

It is said that it will evolve into a tentacle monster after it is put on the shelves, but I don't know if it is true.

(End of this chapter)