[Football] Anti-system

Scoring two goals in 17 minutes is not difficult to do.

But for the current situation, it is indeed rare to pass the cat Leo with one life.

Scorpius sighed inwardly.

The ball is still being thrown back and forth by the main team, and there is no intention of passing it forward at all.They intend to comfortably maintain this score until the end of the game.

Carvalho stared at him closely, standing on guard less than one meter away from him.

He was lightly patted on the shoulder, and Carvalho turned around to find that it was none other than Makelele who patted him.

Claude Makelele shook his head.

honestly.

Makelele didn't have a deep impression of the boy with dyed blond hair in front of him. Until now, he didn't think of a Premier League match he had occasionally seen.

The name Scorpius Westin.

At that time, his teammates in Real Madrid pointed to the TV, pointing to the boy with maroon hair who started the battle on the screen with some disdain: "The little prince of Northern Ireland, that's what the media called him. He looks like a girl." Yes, the family is rich, and his mother is a famous actress. I really don’t know why he came to play football.”

"Maybe you like it?"

Makelele remembered that he answered this way at the time. He had just finished training and was a little bored for a while, so he sat next to him and watched together.

At first, he was a little lacking in interest.

From time to time, I just take a look at the performance of the little guy who was deliberately criticized by his teammates.

But soon, the Gunners quickly scored a goal.

It was none other than Scorpius Westin who scored the goal.

It was as fast as a flash of lightning, and the bull's tail passed people, shot, and it was done in one go.

It's just that what bothered Makelele the most, and what made him suddenly think of it, was that he didn't show any excitement after scoring.

It is so plain that it seems that scoring a goal is as common as drinking water and eating.

But he was obviously only fifteen or sixteen years old.But still a fledgling child.

He played out of tune with the entire game and the entire court.

But his sense of smell is indeed as keen as a shark that can smell blood, or a cheetah that locks on its prey and quickly starts chasing it.

Or like his name, it is a poisonous scorpion that can quickly seize the opportunity to give the opponent a fatal blow.

Makelele felt like he was a goal-scoring machine.He is like a robot.

This kid almost only has goals in his mind. All the balls received by him, and all the balls that leave him, are dangerous shots and crosses almost every time.

That game was almost a solo show for the kid in front of him.

Even his teammates who dismissed him before the game took a deep breath and stared nervously at the TV screen.

But for a period of time after a few games, he was never seen again. I don't know what happened, and Makelele didn't pay attention to it deliberately.

He thought he was just a meteor that passed by in a flash, and he didn't have time to leave his name in the history of football.

But...he's back.

Makelele looked at him with complicated eyes.

Was the ball just now really just luck?Can he score another goal?

Mourinho frowned and stared at the brilliant golden hair on the field. What is he going to do next?

It is impossible for one person to score two goals in 17 minutes.

Scorpius gritted his teeth and retreated quickly. He needed the help of his teammates.

Drogba was the first to notice his actions, and he sighed in his heart, feeling that this might be a common problem among young people.

This is the first time he has played in a long time, and he is probably suffocated, and he can't wait to show it off.

The blond boy even dropped back into his own midfield, chatting briefly with every teammate he passed.

Some people waved their hands to show that they could do nothing, while others nodded to show that they would try their best.

"Do you want to end this game?"

From the assistant's point of view, there is no need to continue the game at this point. Continuing will only waste the players' energy meaninglessly. They still have a game next week.

He turned his head, waiting for Mourinho's instructions.

"No, wait, let me see, how exactly does he want to score?"

In order to ease the relationship with Abramovich, but also to enrich his own striker.Mourinho has already compiled Sheva into the starting list in his heart.

And what about Scorpius?At least, he wants to see how he chooses to score goals?Can he prove that he is not a useless "face" player?

Come on, Vase, and prove your worth.

The blond center ran slowly on the field.

Still as expressionless as before, his eyes did not follow the movement of the football, but confirmed the positions of everyone on the field.

The ball is still going back and forth in the frontcourt.

The closest to Scorpius is Sheva, who can't touch the ball under his feet.

The Ukrainian smiled at him, nodded, and silently compared something with his lips.

Scorpius frowned lightly and quickly loosened his brows.

He didn't understand it, not to mention that his focus at the moment was not on Shevchenko at all.

"The ball was broken!"

It's an opportunity!

Wright-Phillips seems to want to pass the ball forward.But he is so stubborn that it is easy for people to catch him.

The assistant's eyes widened. It was Diarra, a rookie in the French League, who stole the ball.He didn't play much time, and he played the position of the defensive midfielder, but he was called "Little Maclele" by the media.

Almost all the balls stolen by the substitute team on the field are his credit.

Drogba remained in the frontcourt and ran a few steps back towards the midfield.

Diarra, who got the ball, has two options: [-]. Pass the ball back.

[-]. Pass it to Scorpius Westin, who is closest to him and has been activated.

After hesitating for a moment, Diarra, who has never been reused, chose to pass the ball to Drogba with a long pass.

Such a choice almost makes everyone understand that it is a safe choice to pass to Drogba, the only thigh in the team.

But the main team did guess so.

They themselves have already set up the bus, and Drogba is the only starter who was assigned to the bench.He is naturally the focus of the players' stalking. At the moment, there are at least four or five people around him that prevent him from receiving or passing the ball.

This included an acquaintance of Scorpius Westin, Ashley Cole.

Ashley Cole, who was born in the Arsenal youth training camp, is a natural left-footed player with excellent speed and explosive power. He is an attacking player with excellent speed and technique, and has outstanding ability.

He is a world-recognized genius left-back.

There is also Makelele, known as the Chelsea Iron Gate.

But Drogba deserves to be Drogba.

Côte d'Ivoire's World of Warcraft took the ball under heavy obstruction.

"But there's no one in the frontcourt, how can he get rid of these four or five people in a row and lead the ball all the way to the goal?"

The assistant shook his head, no one could answer Drogba.

"Empty?"

Mourinho laughed.

After receiving the ball, Drogba did not stick to the ball, but passed the ball quickly.

His action seemed to be just trying to kick the black and white ball out of the boundary, but suddenly a figure rushed out of the corner that was empty at first with incredible speed.

Scorpius Westin!

Most of the rest were left behind by him.

Stop him, stop him!

Although Carvalho's brain was screaming and directing his body, he couldn't help but feel his scalp tingling.

Too fast, the speed of this guy!

There are still two steps left. If you rush over, you can make it in time.

That pass from Drogba was quick!Scorpius Westin had to take a step back to take off the ball, and he needed time to adjust his shooting posture!

He is confident that he can steal the ball in that period of time!

"Gooood! What a speed!"

The assistant's eyes widened, and he stared at the blond boy unexpectedly jumping up.

I don't know if it was his illusion, but after such a long distance, he seemed to be able to see those magnificent purple eyes shining.

Turn your hips and hit the ball across the front of your instep, crisp and clean.

The moment he landed back on the grass, the whistle for a goal sounded.

Volley shot!

Mourinho gave a rare smile.

Petr Cech almost saved the ball, but it's not his fault, it all happened so fast.And Scorpius didn't just hit the ball in the center of the ball, he also had a quick downward "slicing" of the ball.

The ball kicked in this way, with a little roundabout, will suddenly rise at the last second and go straight to the dead corner.

The ball brushed Cech's fingertips into the net.

Excellent startup speed and running speed.

Keen sense of smell and ball.

Extremely strong goalscorer for a striker**.

It's amazing.

Mourinho handed the water bottle to the assistant, stood up, and couldn't help but took a few steps to the edge of the court.

So what's next?What else can you bring to the team?

Not beyond his expectations.

The Northern Irishman still didn't celebrate after scoring.

Just nodded slightly towards Drogba and expressed a word of gratitude.

Ashley Cole, his opponent, patted him on the shoulder with a smile and gave him a thumbs up.

[Two goals: 2/2]

He shook his head and rejected the congratulations from more teammates or future teammates who came up, the game is not over yet.

2:2 There are 9 minutes left, how should he make another victory?

Serve in the middle circle.

But this time everyone's attitude was obviously different, and their eyes were obviously focused on the young man with the number "21" on his back.

9 minutes left.

Although it's just an ordinary team game, as a senior, you can't be taught a lesson by a rookie, right?

Thinking of this, the competition on the field became extremely fierce.

The rush is full of gunpowder.

Drogba contributed an extremely dangerous shot on target, but unfortunately, the ball was hugged by Petr Cech.

Again, the ball went to Drogba's feet.

2 minutes left.

He passed on to Spire Westin.

No. 21 got the ball and started quickly. After passing two people in a row, he passed Makelele with a very fast bicycle.

This was indeed beyond Makelele's expectations. With such a familiar movement, Makelele thought he would learn to show off his skills in front of the head coach and dazzle his opponents.But he didn't expect that his bicycle just swayed across the ball and immediately went out.

The goal is in sight.

Cech couldn't help sliding his Adam's apple up and down, passed Makelele, and he faced the pair of purple eyes that couldn't see any joyful emotion, as cold as amethyst.

But another figure blocked his gaze, it was Carvalho!

Carvalho arrived at Chelsea with Mourinho from Porto in 2004 for £1900m.His judgment was excellent and he played decisively.Definitely a world-class centre-back.

He didn't know when he had appeared there.

Now the ball is not at the feet of Scorpius Westin, but has been broken by him.

With Makelele's obstruction, he carefully observed his actions and boldly predicted his next actions.

The young player from Northern Ireland is really good. He was able to fool Makelele one-on-one, but although he passed the "big mountain" of Makelele, he couldn't escape him.

Carvalho smiled at him, raised his foot and planned to kick the ball back to the midfield.

A sharp and piercing whistle suddenly sounded from the sidelines.

Is the game over?

It suddenly occurred to Scorpius inappropriately that Sheva's mouth should be "come on".

But it's pointless to think about these insignificant things now.

Scorpius looked up calmly.

Just at the moment of being so close to death, he felt extremely peaceful in his heart, and everything seemed to have gone away from him.

[Win the game and score twice, fail to obliterate.The current progress of the task: ...]