Football: Guards with knives, shovel Ronaldo at the beginning

Everyone waited for a while before Gerald and Lindy came in.

Dalglish patted the shoulders of the two men and motioned them to sit down first.

"You guys did a good job in the first half. That bastard thought he could beat us like this? You're kidding!" Dalglish's fists were flying in the air.

"That's right!"

"These referees must have taken their money, motherfucker!"

"Should I have someone block them after the game??"

"Boss, we want to appeal, they are definitely with UEFA!"

"That is, as long as you are not blind, it is impossible to make such a punishment!"

Everyone's emotions were mobilized again, but Lindy and Gerrard were extremely calm, and Ronaldinho also had a serious face, not daring to make any jokes.

It's just that Lindy's eyes look deeper, which is something no one has seen before.

After mobilizing his emotions, Dalglish re-made some small requirements on tactics, mostly defensive counterattacks and the like.

Most of the time, he was talking to McKelly about what to do in the second half and when to make substitutions.

When he was sent to the stands in the first half, he was too hasty, and he was asked to leave without even having time to explain anything.

Over there, the atmosphere is even more dignified.

Moyes kept boosting the morale of the players, and he didn't even make too many arrangements for tactics.

In the case of fighting with one more player, he was equalized by the opponent, overtaken, and even almost fell behind by two goals.

The last offside kick that was blown off, the Everton players knew it was definitely a good goal, but no one would admit it.

The FA or someone else's showmanship, which season is missing?

Last season, there were more than 20 misjudgments with data alone, such as penalties, offsides, and so on.

But so what?

Why did all the clubs die down in the end?

balance!

Way of balance!

There will always be one or two games, and the FA seems to have calculated it to help you get the field back!

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The second half of the game finally resumed.

The atmosphere in the player tunnel was extremely strange, and no one from the players to the staff spoke.

Occasionally, the two sides looked at each other with overt or implicit hostility, especially when the camera lens was slowly filming from the captains of both sides to the end. Liverpool obviously had one less player than the other side, but their murderous intent was far greater than that of their opponents.

Both sides stepped onto the pitch amid cheers from fans at Goodison Park.

Dalglish reappeared among the fans, those Liverpool fans who always defend their king.

In the second half of the game, Dalglish listened to Lindy's advice and let Gerrard replace Coutinho.

The latter has no opinion at all. In this kind of game, he doesn't have much room to play, but the probability of injury is extremely high!

At the beginning of the game, Lao Zhan was still sighing: "The Jie team finally got the chance to play. Before that, Gerrard had not played for several consecutive games. According to the head coach Dalglish, it should be due to muscle fatigue.. ..Wow, Jose Enrique shoveled the opponent with a fierce move, eh? The referee didn't give the card?"

After getting up, Jose Enrique nodded towards Lindy, indicating that he had completed the trial of the penalty scale.

Soon, the two sides fought again.

It seemed that this game was a tackle and slam competition, and it didn't go smoothly for more than 2 minutes.

Even when Liverpool fell in the backcourt, Maguire was overturned by the opponent.

But the referee, Weber, seemed to have forgotten the card in his pocket, and he didn't even get a yellow card.

This made Lindy feel at ease, he was always looking for an opportunity.

In the 54th minute of the game, Liverpool got a chance to attack.

It was originally just an ordinary attack, but it was strange that Lindy's position was relatively high, while Gerrard's position was relatively low.

Even in Dalglish's eyes, Lindy's movement was very strange.

Lindy raised his hand, which seemed to be a signal.

Afterwards, the positions of Gerrard and Lindy began to move to the two sides, and the left and right tactics seemed to stretch the opponent's defensive skeleton.

The referee Weber on the field glanced at Lindy, whose back was turned to him, and then turned his gaze to Gerrard.

Just the next moment, Gerrard passed the ball behind Webber, and it seemed that he was going to shift from the right to the left.

Everton's defensive formation also began to slowly move to this side.

It's just that when they were halfway through the run, they froze in place, and the cheers from the entire Goodison Park stadium stopped in an instant.

Lao Zhan and Xiao Ma watched this scene dumbfounded, not to mention the commentary from other countries.

It was as if everyone's throats were blocked, and no one could speak.

After a while, the fourth official and medical staff rushed directly into the field.

"This... this should, should be an accident, right? I believe Lindy, this is definitely, definitely an accident!" Lao Zhan gradually recovered his senses and stood firmly on Lindy's side.

Xiao Ma still covered his mouth with both hands, and did not speak for a long time.

The benches of the two teams on the sidelines were even more stunned, and they looked at each other in disbelief.

Let's pull the timeline back to 20 seconds ago. Gerrard glanced at Lindy's position and sent a cross directly.

The football landed just behind the referee Weber, but when the football flew over his head.

Looking up, Weber saw a scene he would never forget, like a dog swallowing the sun.

A scarlet No. 6 figure suddenly appeared above his head, directly covering the sky of Liverpool with unrivaled aura, and took away the sun in the sky.

In the next second, the football was pushed directly into the penalty area by Lindy.

But Weber's eyes went dark, his brain seemed to have been hit hard, and he lost consciousness.

Everyone saw that Lindy quickly took two steps back, jumped up high and took off backwards, then headed the ball towards the penalty area, and his whole body hit the referee Weber.

If he did it on purpose, he just jumped backwards and couldn't see behind him.

You want to say that he didn't do it on purpose? He has observed the position of the penalty area. Couldn't he see the referee wearing a yellow shirt?

The expression on Dalglish's face at this time is extremely interesting, shock, anger, and relief are all intertwined, as if he is performing face-changing in Sichuan opera for the camera that was given to him by a special lens.

And Lindy didn't seem to know that he bumped into the referee. Under the reminder of others, he woke up like a dream: "Oh, what's going on? It shouldn't be. Why did I bump into the referee? It's terrible!"

Then Lin Di quickly rushed to the referee who was lying on the ground, and slapped the opponent's face vigorously: "Wake up, are you alright?"

This made the fourth official and medical staff who rushed into the field look weird:

Ah, are you acting too much?

"Mr. Referee, wake up!" Lindy said while reaching out to pinch the opponent.

The medical staff on the side were shocked by the slaps just now, and now they saw that Lindy was going to do it again.

Damn, you don't know how to strangle him on the spot, do you?

Emergency medical captain James immediately stopped Lindy: "Lin, just leave it to us, really!"

"Ah? Don't you need to pinch someone? I guarantee it will work." Lindy wanted to reach out to help, but was pulled away by the fourth official Bob.

"I just want to help." Lindy smiled indifferently, showing no apology at all.

The fourth official, Bob, rubbed between his eyebrows, one head is bigger than three: "You'd better be sure, Lin, I'm serious."

Lindy immediately put on an aggrieved expression: "What are you talking about? I didn't even notice it at the time. God, I swear to God, I definitely didn't do it on purpose."

Seeing Lindy swear in the name of God, Bob frowned and thought for a while, and decided to check Weber's situation first.

As soon as he turned around, Lindy immediately lowered his head, not holding back a smile, but sincerely confessing: "Would the attack be too light?? But he couldn't help hitting him too much, right?"

Then Lindy looked up at the sky again, "Well, fortunately, it's afternoon, so I should be fine."

But the few young people off the court lowered their heads at this time, put their fists on their knees, and clenched them tightly, trying not to laugh out loud, and not to cause trouble for Team Lin.

And those old players, with dull expressions on their faces, were already celebrating crazily in their hearts.

After that, the players remembered what Lindy said in the first half: "Trust me!"

Only Everton players, looking at Webber who fell to the ground, felt as if they had lost something.

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