Green Dragon

Chapter 127 Introducing Luo's Exit Plan!
"Relax, it's just the first group game, don't think it's the end of the world to fall behind by one goal."

Van Basten gently comforted his players in the dressing room, but he never let a player who made a mistake feel free from pressure:
"Wunong, although that mistake was due to actively earning a strong header, but I hope you can pay attention to the surrounding situation next time."

Anita nodded again and again: "I know, coach."

Van Basten turned his gaze and landed on the others: "Sim, you seem to have forgotten your mission? You only scored thirteen goals last season, and you have already regarded yourself as a team player. The striker who destroys the city?"

De Jong blushed: "...Sorry, coach, I will keep an eye on Ozil in the second half."

"I'll give you 10 minutes to prove your determination," Van Basten waved his hand resolutely, "If I see Ozil pass the ball into the penalty area unscathed in front of you again, you should go Consider going to the youth team to sharpen..."

De Jong's face suddenly turned from red to blue: "I will do my best to stop him!"

The youth team's game... that is, the Dutch third division league, what could be more terrible than this kind of punishment?!

Van Basten's lecture continued: "Urbi, you should provide more help to Vunong and work together to limit Di Maria. He is a left-footed player. You can at least make him kick less comfortably, right? "

"Yes, coach." Emmanuel Sen was a little depressed. He was originally a left midfielder who tended to attack, but every time he faced a strong enemy, he would always become the second full back...

He is not complaining, but he is a little displeased with the rampant right wing of Real Madrid, but he also knows that only by resisting Di Maria's offensive first, can he become a full-back again!

Van Basten hesitated for a moment, and finally set his sights on Long Shute: "Long, isn't it hard to defend Ronaldo alone?"

The Ajax vice-captain who was receiving a massage looked up: "It's hard, but he will definitely not feel good!"

"Although he had 7 shots in the first half, he was very urgent every time. Obviously he was concerned about your recovery speed. In order to get rid of you, he also spent a lot of energy," Van Basten nodded and turned to Germany. Zeu, "Demi, I need you to provide more support to the dragon..."

Before De Zeuu had time to agree, Long Shute interrupted the head coach: "I can still handle it, you'd better deal with Alonso or Ozil."

Bergkamp couldn't help but said: "Are you serious?"

"Of course," Long Shute's expression did not mean to be joking at all, "as long as Alonso and Ozil's running and passing are curbed, Ronaldo will fall into isolation. It will be less, he may have to keep falling back in order to catch the ball, and the defensive pressure on my side will also be reduced... What's wrong with you? Is my analysis wrong?"

Bergkamp looked at him strangely, but was it not just the Ice Prince alone?
"It's very simple, but only you can see it," Van Basten admired, with some relief in his voice, "This captain did not choose the wrong person."
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"In the second half, Ronaldo's chances to get the ball were significantly reduced..." Duan Yixuan said hesitantly, "Real Madrid's offensive is also much weaker. Don't they want to expand the score?"

Zhang Lu shook his head: "It's not that they don't want to attack, but they are out of rhythm..."

As Long Shute expected, when Ozil and Alonso were restrained by De Jong, De Zeuu, and Soleimani, the threat of Ronaldo was greatly reduced.

The reason is simple. Ozil is the kind of organizer who needs space to pass the ball. If someone with a strong body keeps high pressure on him at all times, at this time, his weak physique, fear of confrontation, and poor mental quality will be fully reflected. Come out, those exquisite passes will make big mistakes, and neither Ronaldo nor Di Maria can easily receive them.

Although Alonso has been in the field for a long time, his physique is much stronger than Ozil, and his mental quality is stable enough, but his foot speed is not fast enough. If someone keeps staring at him, the effect of his large-scale transfer will undoubtedly be greatly reduced. Because a long pass is like a long shot, it always needs a certain amount of time to adjust and exert force. The defensive teammate can completely block him when he is in a posture, at least it can destroy the line and direction of the pass.

Cutting off their connection with Ronaldo is like cutting off the fuse of a red cannon. No matter how thick, long and hot Ronaldo's barrel is, there is no way to blast the shells to the goal not far away.
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Ronaldo is getting more and more impatient.

Because he hadn't received a football for five or six minutes, Ozil disappeared into Ajax's tough defense, and Alonso couldn't send long balls with ease.

Since the teammates who assisted him are restricted by the opponent, then do it yourself!

Ronaldo quickly made a decision. He took the initiative to retreat to the backcourt, shortening the distance from the midfielder and backcourt, and raised his right hand high to signal his teammates to pass the ball.

He is not the captain of Real Madrid, but everyone knows his status. Marcelo glanced at the team's metronome Alonso, then at Ronaldo, and passed it to the latter without hesitation.

Alonso could only shrug slightly, but did not issue any complaints.

Who makes himself just a green leaf?

When the safflower is about to open, of course I can only quietly avoid it, otherwise what should I do if I cover the sun? -
In order to catch the ball, Ronaldo retreated nearly 30 meters from the front and almost stood on the center line. Next, whether it was a single breakthrough or seeking cooperation with his teammates, he wanted to threaten the Ajax goal 50 meters away. Neither is easy.

But he didn't care.

Because he is Ronaldo.

What he cares more about... is that he can't touch football.

As long as the ball is received, these are not a problem!
"Chris!"

Ronaldo heard Marcelo's shout, and the Brazilian defender looked anxious while pointing to the back.

You young man will worry about it!
Do you think I'll forget the dog skin plaster behind me?
I just pretended to be careless, trying to lure him into the bait!
Ronaldo snickered, and lightly stepped on the football passed by his teammate under his left foot.

He flicked outward lightly, causing Long Shute, who was staring at him behind him, to pounce on him hungry, and then he pulled back violently as if he had eyes in the back of his head!
The heel pulls the ball to pass through the crotch!
Are you convinced?!

Ronaldo's movements are very coherent. To use the idiom of the bad street to describe it, it is called a smooth flow of water, done in one go...

He completed his turn while hitting the ball backwards, and he couldn't wait to see the expression on that oriental face!

I, Ronaldo, hate men with more handsome eyebrows than me!
Don't you Chinese like the number eight?
Then I'll pass you eight times!

And... I want to avenge my best friend, No. [-] Kaka!

Ronaldo turned around abruptly, speeding up in the direction of the Ajax goal, chasing after the football he expected to pass through his crotch...but he missed it!

He didn't see football!

He also didn't see the young oriental man he imagined being teased by him for the eighth time!

All he saw was a red figure jumping out from where he was catching the ball!

The white number on the back is particularly dazzling in high-speed sprints!

8!

Damn number 8!
You actually played me?!

(End of this chapter)