football king

Chapter 147 The Derby Lost

It just so happened that Kaka hadn't had time to enter the penalty area. Atletico Madrid players decided to keep people and not keep the ball after weighing it. Naturally, this job was handed over to the defender who was closest to the penalty area because he was defending Mordred.

Similarly, Mordred was very close to the defender and could clearly see his every move.He almost guessed what he wanted to do. Mordred, who had experienced such a thing, was startled. He raised his hand and grabbed the defender's jersey.

It just so happened that the defender was about to start. Everyone knows that when running, a little external force will make the body lose its balance.

What's more, they are still professional players, and the sudden explosive power was grabbed by Mordred with one hand, and Mordred just dragged him.

But the defender didn't get much good. After dragging Mordred down, he also staggered a few steps. If it weren't for the good quality of the jersey, it would have been torn to pieces long ago, and Mordred's move directly put his last The best attacking opportunity is ruined.

But the referee over there has been chasing Kaka, and he didn't see it at all.

Mordred got up quickly when he arrived, but he didn't let go of the guard's hand, "Let go."

The defender who wanted to help defend was finally anxious, and even pulled it twice with his hand, but he just didn't pull it away.

Mordred, who had been watched the whole scene, was also anxious, and even a civilized person like him swears directly.

"Didn't you fucking want to defend me? You're sticking to the end!"

Mordred's swearing stunned the defender. After all, Mordred has been silent since the beginning of the game. If it wasn't for Anthony's information that there is no mute item, he would definitely think that Mordred is dumb.

Neither the commentary nor the camera seemed to notice that there was a conspiracy happening here, after all, the two people were outside the system as a whole.

Everyone subconsciously ignored them, which undoubtedly gave Mordred an advantage in this interception battle.

Mordred whispered to the defender: "Believe me, he hates this method the most. If you insist on using it, you can try it and see if he will reuse you in the future."

Mordred is Anthony. After he broke his leg and returned to football, the whole football atmosphere has been greatly changed. Anthony has also become the person who hates malicious fouls the most.

He does not allow the players he brought out to cause irreparable physical damage to other players. Of course, he will still use foul tactics.

It's just that what the defender was thinking just now was completely stepping on Anthony's bottom line and dancing. It was not entirely because of intimidation, but also because he didn't want to see him fail in Anthony's hands.

As he knew, the guard who defended him was also an amateur, a rare amateur among guards.

Because most of the remaining Atletico Madrid defenders are old men. After all, Atletico Madrid's defense is absolutely fine.

The only special thing is this defender. When facing him, Mordred almost conspired to think that Anthony deliberately cultivated such a guy to disgust him.

But after the whole game, Mordred, who was defended as a grandson by the defender, had to admit that the defender was a talented player.

He didn't even need to think about some things that could only be understood by consciousness, the body's instinct helped him solve everything.

All this shows that Anthony's vision is still so old and sharp, and he doesn't want to affect his career for the rest of his life because of a temporary decision.

Just when Mordred was full of helplessness, the defender finally said in a muffled voice: "I have missed the best time to attack, can you let go of your hand now?"

He glanced at Mordred, who was almost sticking to him, with a stiff expression.

I don't know if it was because the clothes were dragged into bed sheets, or because my little secret was directly exposed.

After being reminded by him, Mordred also reacted, not to mention that he was a little close to this person, and even dragged his clothes like that, so he quickly let go.

The two of them have been deadlocked here for so long, even if they ignore them, they won't treat them as transparent people.

As for the two of them flirting and flirting, they seemed so out of place on this football field, so some people naturally noticed it.

But Chris and the others were still arguing with the Atletico Madrid defenders, and they didn't pay attention to this side at all.

Anyway, Mourinho also said this, this game should be 11 against 10.

"Oh my God. Are Real Madrid's foreign stars mixed with Atletico's defenders?"

After being guided by the commentary, everyone saw Mordred dragging the guard, and the two remained motionless in a strange state.

Although everyone knows that the upright queen has children, this does not prevent everyone from thinking wrong.

The posture of the two of them was really weird, but fortunately, the two of them let go quickly.

The big defender also helped to return to the defense in time. Once he left, Mordred would not sit still. He was stopped by the big defender again as soon as he half-stepped into the penalty area.

Mordred was really annoyed this time, "I said, brother, I helped you just now anyway, so why mess with me now?"

The old man thinks highly of him too, this person is almost becoming his follower.

This eldest brother is also very honest, without any excuse: "I am just completing the task assigned to me by my husband."

Mordred nodded helplessly, and continued to be a wallflower with the big defender, watching his teammates fight with each other.

It is not an exaggeration for them to say that it is a battle between dragons and tigers. Everyone is working hard, and no one knows whether such a good opportunity will be lost if this opportunity is lost.

The ball has fallen at the feet of Real Madrid several times, but no one is sure that it will not be cleared.

The game time is getting closer and closer to the end. If you don't attack now, you really have no chance.

Kaka, who got the ball again, could see from the corner of his eyes that the referee had put the whistle in his mouth. He didn't dare to delay any longer and gave Chris a wink to get him into a proper position.

The tacit understanding between Chris and Kaka is unmatched by ordinary people. One look is enough to understand what the other party wants to do.

As soon as Chris moves, the opponent's defender will definitely follow suit. No one wants to see Chris, a human self-propelled cannon, dispatched.

But as soon as the defense moved, Kaka's side suddenly became much more relaxed.

He raised his foot and shot without thinking, success or failure depends on it.

The Atletico Madrid goalkeeper leaped high, barely touching the bottom of the ball with his fingers, and cleared the ball directly.

The two sides entered overtime, and the entire arena began to boil.

The fans didn't dare to build momentum again at this time. They covered their mouths with their hands and covered their eyes with scarves. Whoever scored a goal at this time would definitely go to the winner.

But none of them can be sure that the victory must belong to them. The strength of both sides has been fully demonstrated in this competition. They are too similar.So no one is sure.

At the end of the overtime period, everyone seemed to be fished out of the water. Their running throughout the game had already exceeded their usual training volume.

If you have to say who is the easiest among them, it is Mordred and the defender who defends him.

The audience didn't participate in the offense, but it happened that because there was one person missing, they could only shoulder the burden of their teammates, and even ran away with their teammates.

In the last 3 minutes, Atletico Madrid No. 11, who has been attracting attention, grabbed the ball and ran to Real Madrid's half at an extremely fast speed.

The others didn't even have a chance to be dazed. Both Real Madrid and Atletico Madrid rushed to catch up with him. One was to intercept him, and the other was to help his teammates.

At this time, No. 11 made another unexpected move. His emergency stop stopped about 40 meters in front of the Real Madrid gate. Now when no one knew what he wanted to do, he suddenly Feet on football.

He is still a little self-aware, and his shooting accuracy is not even as good as Atletico Madrid's perennial drinking fountains.

Cowardly and cowering has never been able to launch an attack, and hiding behind teammates will never solve the problem.

With this kick, he was completely betting on luck. If he lost the bet, it would be a draw at most, and he will fight again in the next game.

The bet won, and they almost stepped into the peak of victory this time.

The ball spun extremely fast and rushed towards Cassie. Just as Captain Cassie was about to pounce on the ball, the ball dropped in a strange way.

"It's an elevator ball! It's actually a Cristiano standard elevator ball!"

The commentator could tell at a glance, he grabbed the arm of the commentator beside him and shouted excitedly, he was a pro-Atletico Madrid commentator.

At the beginning, he was dissatisfied with the 'partial' No. 11, and even questioned Anthony's vision on Twitter more than once until he saw this ball.

Now he can't wait to hug Anthony's thigh and apologize, fortunately Anthony is not such a blind person like him.

Just when he was boasting about Atletico Madrid, he suddenly discovered something.

That is, the referee didn't blow the whistle at all, and the referee covered the microphone on his ear, frowning tightly.

The Atlético fans raised their hearts to their throats, watched the referee confirm twice before putting the whistle in their mouth again, and blowing the whistle to announce the goal.

Mordred stared at the goal with an incomprehensible expression.

This is his first defeat in Real Madrid. As long as he played before, he would definitely win, and the worst time was a draw.

This defeat knocked him hard from the clouds and told him that he wasn't invincible either.

In the right way, he doesn't even have the slightest use for the whole game, like a corner flagpole standing there motionless.

The cheers of Atletico Madrid fans and the celebrations of Atletico Madrid players rang in his ears one after another.

A sense of unwillingness and powerlessness enveloped him. If he looked up at this moment, he would find that there were not a few teammates with the same expression as him.

Two consecutive seasons of victory have left them indulging in past glory, and this loss is no less than a slap in the face when they are at their most rosy.

The pain tells them that their opponent is not just Barcelona, ​​if they continue to be frivolous and fail, they will follow everywhere.

There are no permanent winners in football, they no longer desire the same thing for victory, so the goddess of victory will no longer cast a pitiful look.

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Today [-] may be a goo, but [-] is still fine hhhhh, I suggest you read it after waking up, because the update will be very late.

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