i don't want to be king

Chapter 353 An Enemy of 8 People

The game restarted, and after two rounds, Pochettino immediately found that his judgment had made another mistake.

The Monaco team was like a drowning man grabbing the last straw, bursting out with amazing survival energy.

What's even more frightening is that Monaco's momentum is astonishing now, and it is obviously not satisfied with equalizing the score, it is more like trying to take away 3 points!
The fans in the stands were also restless, talking a lot: "Their Silva, Germain, Sidiby, and that No. 17 can really run!"

"Both Falcao and Moutinho's stamina have declined a lot, but they are very experienced. You can see how good Falcao's moves are every time!"

"Do we f-cking want to win or just get 1 point?!"

"Wanyama's speed is too slow. He is too dangerous to play as a single midfielder. I don't think he can protect our defense!"

Pochettino and his assistants have been discussing, obviously not reaching an agreement, and the substitutes on the sidelines have not been called.
Mourinho in the stands smiled. As a top tactical master, he certainly understands what Pochettino is hesitating, and also knows the real reason for this hesitation.

Mourinho lowered his head and scribbled a schematic diagram of half the pitch on a notepad, quickly wrote down numbers one after another in different positions, and then drew a circle on the number 17 marked "Lee", and then Marked with an exclamation point!
Sir Alex and the professor in different stands watched very attentively.

What surprised the two old men was that the season had only started for more than a month, and the two teams were able to play in such a hot state. An ordinary group match, they just made it look like a knockout match.

The "poet" He Wei in the studio said nervously: "The game is coming to an end, but Tottenham and Monaco on the field are like two red-eyed fighters. You stab me and I stab you. They don't care about life and death." .

Both sides are now all relying on one breath to hold on, and whoever can't hold on first is very likely to lose the entire game. "

Xue Yang said with emotion: "The competition is very intense during this period, and it is also the moment that most tests the will and quality of the athletes on both sides.

I think no matter what the final result is, we should pay tribute to Monaco-their dedication to the game and the tenacious style of the game are impressive.

Here I would like to give a special compliment to Li Liang. His physical fitness is extremely strong today, and he shows no signs of being unable to run.

Now we can still see that Li Liang is still turning back and sprinting! "

……

Caldeira suddenly extended his hand to Spignoli, and the Italian gave him a high five excitedly, and Vieira and Spignoli also high-fived each other to celebrate.

Several teaching assistants finally believed that Li Liang's physical fitness had indeed improved significantly.

Li Liang was concentrating on it, as if he had just played.

He doesn't even care about his physical fitness. Tottenham's open and aggressive style of play makes him feel like a fish in water in the opponent's midfield. He is not willing to think about anything other than the game.

Wanyama worked hard to cover the defensive area in front of the penalty area. He now has a new understanding of No. 17, which is a very dangerous opponent!

The change of Tottenham's defensive formation allowed Monaco to gain more space in the midfield, and Wanyama could no longer intercept as freely as when playing double midfielders.

Wanyama kept observing the position of his teammates behind him. The two central defenders were also highly nervous and kept calling each other loudly.

He Wei saw the doorway: "... I don't know if it's an active tactical adjustment, or because of the continuous decline in physical fitness, now Tottenham have given Li Liang more space to move.

Under such circumstances, the weakness of the athletic ability of Tottenham's midfielders is very obvious. Li Liang is playing better and better now that he cannot use his body to suppress Li Liang. "

Xue Yang's voice was full of excitement: "...Excellent field awareness and ability to read the game, active movement and solid passing skills, Li Liang has fully integrated into Monaco's overall style of play.

We can see that all the teammates are willing to run around him. Under Li Liang's organization, Monaco's entire offensive system has been fully activated. Every player seems to have stepped on the accelerator. They have already Played an overall offensive speed that surpassed Tottenham! "

Monaco's substitutes were not idle either, they began to cheer for Li Liang in unison under the leadership of Dilar, as soon as Li Liang touched the ball, they cheered loudly as if celebrating a goal.

The fans who followed the visiting team to the expedition also noticed this very quickly, and immediately started shouting "Lee", "Lee", "Lee" together!
The fans of the home team, who had an absolute advantage in numbers, were not to be outdone, and at the same time began to boo loudly when Li Liang took the ball!

In this way, in the new Wembley Stadium that accommodates 8 fans, player Li Liang became the focus of attention!
The old man looked around affectionately. In his memory, from Wembley to New Wembley, such a spectacular scene would only appear in those great historical moments!
Both Giggs and Southgate rose to their feet, and soon more and more fans around them did too.

The professor, Henry, and Bergkamp also stood up with everyone, and Henry approached the Ice Prince and shouted forcefully: "Dennis, do you believe it?
It's all because of that 'Lee'! "

Bergkamp had an unbelievable expression. He turned his head and shouted at Henry: "Now I believe it!"

Beckham's two sons asked: "Dad, why is this happening!"

Beckham got up and hugged them tightly, and replied loudly: "Because everyone thinks all this is great enough!"

Mou Zhaoge, Su Yingfeng, and Jin Ziguan had all stood up early, forgetting that they were reporters, and shouting loudly from the press booth!
Tang Meng stood up excitedly in the studio: "Li Liang, Li Liang is everywhere, can he still perform miracles?"

The bullet screens on the live broadcast website suddenly became rare again, and the netizens in front of the computer screens all opened their eyes wide, for fear of missing everything that was about to happen.

Gao Bohong tightly grasped the pen in his hand, leaned forward involuntarily, and stared at the monitor with all his attention.

……

The game is close to 90 minutes, and the fourth official is already preparing the display card for stoppage time.

Like Tottenham's bench, Jardim and his assistants were equally nervous and expectant. Both sides of the game had reached their limits, forming a dangerous balance on the field.

　Thanks to the rudder master July Hanbing~, the monthly ticket support of old friend Bastard 1!
　　
　
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