atypical center forward

Chapter 88 I Can't Calm Down
Moya just rushed over, and a Numancia defender who quickly came up to defend him directly shoveled over.

Mo Ya, who was concentrating on dealing with the goalkeeper, just observed the opponent's figure out of the corner of his eye. His foot hurt and he was shoveled to the ground.

"Cesc fell in the penalty area and didn't stand up immediately. This was a flagrant foul. Maybe Arenas didn't go at people, but he made a very dangerous move when it was impossible to steal the ball. This should be a penalty kick."

There were boos from the sidelines, and the Valencia fans who came with the team wanted to kill Arenas, who was still chattering, to pieces.

"Hey! Get up, I didn't touch you at all! You flop..."

Arenas lowered his head and yelled at Moya. He was about to pull Moya up before the referee arrived, when suddenly a figure approached him quickly. Before he could react, he was grabbed by the collar of the opponent.

"What are you doing? Chinaman, do you want to fight?" Arenas looked at Chu Yang who was grabbing him, and his eyes flashed with joy.

Lucio, who came from behind, rushed between the two and separated them.

"Chu, don't be impulsive!" Lucio said, pushing Chu Yang lightly.

"Hey! Don't you want to hit me? Come on!" Arenas walked around Lucio and said relentlessly.

The other Numancia players who were about to step forward all slowed down. Banderas and Garcia, who came up behind, had no time to check Moya's situation, so they hurried to their side.

Garcia and Lucio held back Chu Yang, while Banderas pushed Arenas away.

"Look at Cesc." Chu Yang exhaled lightly and said to Garcia.

Moya didn't look very good, and he didn't stand up until now. Garcia squatted down and asked a few words before helping him to stand up, saying: "Call the team doctor."

The referee finally arrived, without saying a word, directly showed a red card to Arenas, and immediately fell into the siege of Numancia players.

The Numancia fans booed dissatisfiedly.

Chu Yang looked at Moya who could only stand on one foot, and said, "How is it?"

Mo Ya said: "There should be nothing wrong, just let the team doctor deal with it briefly."

Several people breathed a sigh of relief.

Although Chu Yang has become Valencia's number one sharp knife, there has always been only one real core in Valencia.

Moya was taken down by the team doctor, and the referee finally got out of the Numancia players' siege.

penalty.

Valencia's first penalty shooter was Moya, and the second penalty shooter was Lucio, but that was before Chu Yang came. If Chu Yang wanted to take a penalty, Lucio could only obediently step aside.

"Do you want to punish, Chu?" Lucio said.

"No, come on." Chu Yang retreated outside the restricted area as he said.

"Chu, why didn't you punish him?" Banderas said quietly.

Chu Yang's current goal count is 26, and he is now close to the first place in the scorer list. In the eyes of others, he should not miss any chance.

Chu Yang said lightly, "I can't calm down now."

"Forehead……"

When a person calmly tells you that he can't calm down, Banderas feels that this person's emotions should not be simply described by the word anger.

Lucio cleanly scored the ball under the noise of Numancia fans.

"Congratulations to Valencia, leading by one goal in the first half, and the opponent has one less player. They have already put one foot into La Liga."

Shortly after Numancia kicked off again, Moya also stood on the sidelines and soon played again.

The game is back on track again.

Moya was still affected by the injury. He reduced the charge of the ball and focused more on grasping the overall situation in the midfield. The heavy responsibility of offense was handed over to the two wingers.

The head coach of Numancia grasped this very keenly. At the beginning of the second half, he consciously relaxed the defense in the middle and strengthened the containment of the two wings.

With one goal behind, they had no way out, even if one player was missing, they still chose to attack.

Attack recklessly.

This kind of injury to the enemy by one thousand and self-injury by eight hundred soon paid off.

Just 10 minutes into the second half, Banderas dribbled the ball from the left and was cut off. Numancia left two defenders and a midfielder behind to defend, and everyone rushed across Valencia's half desperately.

Gray Selton on the sidelines felt bad, and the Valencia players on the field were also taken aback by the opponent's madness.

Both Antonio and Caldevila retreated to the penalty area, Moya and Lucio also retreated to the front of the penalty area, and the two full-backs and two full-backs also quickly returned to defense.

Juan intercepted the opponent's pass near the midfield line and controlled the ball under his feet. Numancia's offensive slowed down, and the Valencia fans breathed a sigh of relief. The attacking players led by Moya stopped their retreat and were about to overwhelm the opponent's position again and counterattack quickly.

It's a pity they were happy too soon.

Juan's ball was snatched cleanly by Numancia's central midfielder before it was passed out in time. After two simple short passes, the ball was pushed to the left side of the penalty area.

"The Numancians succeeded. They not only brought the ball to the threat zone, but also left Juan, the most important midfield barrier in Valencia, far behind. Now Dani is holding the ball outside the penalty area. Let's see if he will choose to cut inside or go to the baseline."

Instead of cutting inside or going straight to the baseline, Dani chose to pass back.

The Numancias were more furious and reckless than desperate and fearless, so it was impossible to expect them to patiently and slowly wear down the opponent's defenses, nor did they have the skill to hack opponents bit by bit with blunt knives.

After a simple two-foot pass, the ball was savagely hoisted into the penalty area.

Valencia's penalty area suddenly jumped up and down. As soon as the football fell, it was kicked on the head.

Kayo kept his eyes on the football and kept moving his feet, only to soon realize in vain that these were futile efforts and could only be resigned to fate.

I don't know who kicked the ball in the chaos. The football bounced off the inside of the post and rolled into the goal.

The Numancia player who scored the goal ran out of the penalty area and was thrown to the ground by his teammates on the sidelines, celebrating wildly.

The Pajaritos Stadium suddenly became a sea of ​​cheers.

"Goal! Numancia's last madness has achieved results. This goal is not beautiful, but it allowed Numancia to equalize the score. This game has just begun! It is not so easy for Valencia to win. Numancia, who has lost one player on the field, has shown tenacious fighting spirit and firm determination. We have reason to believe that the next game will be even more exciting."

(End of this chapter)