i am quaresma

Chapter 279 It's My Turn

When walking back to the locker room, Quaresma's hair was ravaged by his teammates again. Obviously, the teammates admired Quaresma's ability to use foul tactics to check and balance Real Madrid.

Although his hair is getting thinner, Quaresma is still very happy, which represents everyone's approval of him.

"Ricciardo, if you want to be a coach after you retire, you will definitely become an excellent coach!"

As soon as he entered the locker room, Wenger joked with Quaresma with a smile on his face.

Quaresma smiled shyly and did not speak. He is still very self-aware about this. At least for now, his tactical literacy is far from enough.

Maybe in the future, but who knows what will happen in the future!

"The second half is about to speed up. Real Madrid will inevitably have physical problems. As long as they can survive 15 minutes, there will be no suspense in this game!"

There is no need for too many on-the-spot adjustments. Although the first half of the game was a little off track, it has gradually returned to everyone's expectations. I am afraid everyone has already figured out how long Real Madrid will be strong.

Sure enough, at the beginning of the second half, Real Madrid only held firm for 5 minutes, and then gradually began to show signs of fatigue. Even without the need for Arsenal to resort to foul tactics, Real Madrid's offense lost its rhythm, and the frequency of several superstars could no longer keep up with the young players. Players, the offense is completely cut off, and the threat plummets.

Seeing this situation, Quaresma couldn't help but stare at Guti. Although Guti has good physical fitness, he has no way to turn the tide in the big environment of Real Madrid.

Quaresma still wants to score!

Do you want to steal a chicken?
After thinking about it, he hesitated for a moment, then shook his head again, Quaresmar didn't dare to bet!
If it’s okay to grab it, if you don’t grab it, you will get another yellow card, and two yellows will turn into one red, then Arsenal’s good situation may be ruined by your own willfulness.

Forget it, wait a little longer, it is estimated that when Real Madrid can't continue to attack, Arsenal's counterattack should come, and then it is time to play.

Quaresma is like a predatory crocodile, lurking there very patiently, but he doesn't know that he has already opened his mouth under the water.

Finally, Real Madrid was about to collapse, and the offense could not continue at all. In a blink of an eye, they were suppressed by Arsenal.

Quaresma couldn't help but want to laugh, now, it's his turn to show off.

Although it took a long time to wait for this moment, delicious food is often eaten at the last moment. The moment the food explodes the taste buds in his mouth, he knows that all the waiting is worth it.

Xiaofa passed the ball to Quaresma with one kick, but at the moment Quaresma was not on the side, but in the middle.

Guti has been eyeing before, and now, it is Guti's turn to defend Quaresma.

Throughout the first half, Guti was furious at Quaresma, wishing he could shovel Quaresma off the field. His nickname was Golden Wolf, and the origin of the nickname was more due to his blond hair, but There is also a lot of wolf in his style, which cannot be ignored.

Seeing Quaresma taking the ball, Guti couldn't help laughing.

The chance for revenge has finally come!
Although Quaresma did not cause any malicious harm to his frequent fouls in the first half, but at this time Guti has no reason to speak of, and he shoveled at Quaresma. The posture of reimma's reimbursement for the season.

Let me see if you hide or not!

How did you treat me in the first half? Now, I will pay you back!

However, Guti may have forgotten one thing. In terms of defensive ability, Quaresma was thrown away by him by eight roads, but in terms of ability to get rid of, the fact was just the opposite. Quaresma threw him more than eight roads. .

Guti had been fouled for a long time, Quaresma lightly poked the ball forward, and then jumped up, dodging Guti's shovel, and after landing, a step, the ball returned to his control range Inside, with a sudden step, he has already gone away.

Guti was lying on the ground, looking at Quaresma's back in the distance with absent-minded eyes, feeling hopeless for a while.

Why can't I even commit a foul?
Of course, fouls can definitely be done, but Quaresma has already taken precautions just now. He knows that whoever is fouled by him for half the game will never be soft when there is a counterattack. He has foreseen that Gu Dee will definitely come to mess with him, and with targeted precautions, how could it be possible for Guti to easily touch him!

In Real Madrid's half, Quaresma dribbled the ball. Henry and Van Persie, who started the game, had already started running in tacit understanding, attracting Real Madrid's defense, forming a 3-on-3 situation.

Counterattack is good, it can resolve the opponent's defense line to the greatest extent, and the offensive space is unlimited, which is much easier than breaking through dense defense in positional battle.

Woodgate was taken away by Henry, Ramos was taken away by Van Persie, and Real Madrid did not dare to let Arsenal's two strikers go, so only Cicinho threw himself at Quaresma.

However, it is doomed that Cicinho is just a moth to the flame. Apart from losing his own wings, he can't stop Quaresma at all. With a very confusing spike, Cicinho gets his lunch.

Cicinho has completed his mission, and he is destined to become Quaresma's background board.

After breaking through Cicinho, Quaresma was very close to the penalty area. At this time, Ramos had to drop Van Persie and come back to defend. There are fewer defenders and more defenders. Any choice is right.

Van Persie smiled and raised his hand to ask for the ball. He has already been missed out. As long as Quaresma passes the ball in place, even if he has no confidence in his shooter, he still believes that he will be able to break the deadlock.

However, Van Persie didn't know that Quaresma didn't intend to pass the ball to him at all. On the one hand, Quaresma didn't trust Van Persie's shooter very much. The Dutch shooter didn't know how many wonderful passes he wasted, and , He planned to take this ball by himself, because he had great confidence in himself.

Of course, now that Van Persie is free, Quaresma must make use of his remaining value. When Ramos is about to push in front of him, he pretends to stretch his foot to pass the ball to Van Persie. Moss retreated directly to Van Persie's side.

But at the next moment, Quaresma didn't pass the ball, but continued to dribble forward after a feint and went straight into the Real Madrid penalty area.

Ramos' face turned blue, and he was embarrassed by Quaresma's fake moves, as if Quaresma held a magic wand and directly controlled himself with magic, which was a bit embarrassing.

But Quaresmar has no time to care what Ramos thinks, anyway, he can't break his arm, and Casillas is the target he has to deal with.

(End of this chapter)