Chapter 088 Wanzhang Guanghua

Fernandez fell off the water bottle in his hand with some excitement. The plan he made was originally to restrain Chelsea's attack, and even sacrificed the team's offensive characteristics for defense. However, he didn't expect the team to lose the ball so soon. Now the zero-one score has turned the tactics he formulated before the game into Waste paper.

Fernandez looked at Drogba, who was celebrating the goal, and couldn't help but envy and hate him. This guy was too strong. Chelsea's attack just now, if it was another striker got the ball, I don't think it would be a threat, because Dehu had already stood in place, but because Drogba took the ball, the goal Here we go. The strong physical fitness of this Iodivian determines the result. A powerful shot!

This guy transferred from Marseille to Chelsea. What a pity, if this big guy is still in Marseille...

Damn, what am I thinking. Fernandez shook his head and put aside this unrealistic idea. Drogba is very good, but there is also a good scorer in his team!

Thinking of publicity, Fernandez felt a little at ease.

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Fernandez rushed to the sidelines and waved his arms to Zhang Yang. Although Dehu is the captain of the team, because of his position on the field, Fernandez is more willing to convey some tactical changes through Zhang Yang or Ribery.

"There is no choice but to give up the previous tactic, let's attack!" Fernandez shouted.

Zhang Yang was immediately happy when he heard the head coach's words. Of course, he likes to attack. As a shooter, his bones are the factor of attack.

The team attacks in an all-round way, and as the core of the team's attack, he naturally has to undertake more offensive tasks. He is not afraid of taking on tasks and responsibilities. What he is afraid of is that he has no opportunity to attack! Now, the team has decided to attack, and his chances of scoring will be greatly increased.

Although Zhang Yang and Drogba talked happily just now, but at this moment, Zhang Yang's heart is not very comfortable. The media hyped up the comparison between Drogba and Zhang Yang. This kind of hype is too ordinary, but it can't be said that it is ineffective. At this moment, when he sees Drogba's goal, Zhang Yang's heart is also full of fighting spirit. Did you score a goal? Very good! I will also score goals! I'm no worse than you!

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Mourinho saw the gesture of Marseille coach Fernandez next to him. Naturally, he knew what it meant. He knew that Marseille was going to attack, which was exactly what he wanted.

At the beginning, he scored a goal and took the lead. In this case, the Marseille team is bound to be impatient. If the Marseilles attack, Chelsea will have more chances to score. It can be said that at this time, Mourinho is determined that the game is being played according to the script he wants.

Mourinho felt that he was lucky at this time. At the beginning of the game, he was happy to see that the Marseilles had only sent a striker and played a single striker formation. Marseille's defense is really nothing in his eyes. The only thing that makes Mourinho afraid is Marseille's attack. Now, the head coach of Marseille is so conservative that he is actually breaking his arm.

At this time, Chelsea has already led by one goal. In this case, Marseille's head coach Fernandez decided to attack, but only with a striker, Chelsea's defensive pressure is relatively less.

Mourinho also shouted at the court, and he was shouting the name of Maclele.

When MacLelele saw Mourinho's gesture, he immediately knew what he should do. From now on, he has only one task to curb publicity.

Zhang Yang soon found that he was in trouble, and this trouble was Macleley.

Chelsea's defense against Marseille is pressing and pressing, and Mourinho gave the defensive task to veteran Macrelei, so Maclelei's position was also raised. The two are not far away. As long as they get the ball, Makelele will definitely come up to defend. They will always appear within each other's sight.

Maclelei may be old and not as fast as before. However, this veteran is really rich in experience and has a good prediction. In addition, Maclelei's physical fitness is very good, and even in the face of young Zhang Yang, he does not fall behind at all.

Nasri passed the ball and patted the ball. He stretched out his right foot and hit the ball back. At the same time, he turned around and tried to stop the ball and turn away. When he turned around, he found that the ball was missing and was cut off by Marcelle.

Maclelele, who broke the ball, did not participate in the counterattack, but directly passed the ball to Lampard. He still stayed in the midfield to watch the defense.

Seeing such a veteran scratching his head, he knew that he had met his opponent today.

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Zhang Yang ran in the front court, looking for a chance to catch the ball.

Chelsea's defensive formation remains quite intact. No matter how the Marseille team is involved, they are never in a mess. This is a headache for the players on the field of Marseille. Originally, they were behind in the score, and they were facing a strong team like Chelsea. When the score was just behind, they were most eager to equalize the score. The longer the time is, the more unfavorable it is for Marseille. As a weak team, in some cases, they will subconsciously accept the situation of falling behind the score.

All of Mourinho's can succeed. Mourinho's team's defense has gone deep into the bone marrow. Their defense is different from Italy's chain defense. They are actively fighting. Any player on the court must participate in the defense, and once they get the opportunity to attack, they can quickly suppress it. Chelsea's defense Both guarding and propulsion are very fast. The offensive efficiency is also very high. In the face of such a team, Marseille is really uncomfortable. Zhang Yang made a comparison in his heart. This Chelsea is much more difficult to deal with than the AC Milan that Marseille met in the group stage.

The game suddenly fell into a stalemate.

In the face of Marseille's attack, Chelsea's defense was orderly and there was no panic at all. Instead, there was a counterattack. Robben dribbled the ball**. If Robben hadn't been too selfish and didn't pass it to Drogba, who came to receive it, the Marseille would have lost the ball again.

Chelsea's defense can make people collapse. Their tactic is no matter how lively you are outside. I just can't come out and give you room to attack. In the face of such a Chelsea, any team will feel very tricky. Not to mention Marseille.

Fernandez came out of the coaching bench. Standing on the sidelines, he made a gesture to let the team continue to press on the ground, and he also shouted Ribery's name to make 'Scar Man' more active. After today's game began, Ribery was a little dull.

Fernandez shouted loudly and was heard by Mourinho not far away.

Seeing Fernandez's anxiously signaling the team to attack, Mourinho smiled.

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The offensive effect of the Marseille team was very average. Zhang Yang had no chance in the penalty area. He even retreated to the vicinity of the midfield, waiting for a chance to fight back - because of his fast speed. If Marseille wants to fight back, it will basically be initiated by him and Ribery. Both of them are very fast, which is the biggest weapon for the Marseille team to fight back now.

As for Nasri, the 'second generation of Zidane' mentioned by the French media, his performance today is really average. Under Essien's eye, there are almost no decent passes and shots.

"Fernandez can't sit still. After losing the ball, he has been standing on the sidelines to direct the game. The game has been going on for nearly half an hour, and the score is still zero to one. Marseille wants to attack, but their attack is like a fist hit on the sponge, which has no effect. The French commentator said worriedly.

"Today's Chelsea's defense is better than the Italian team."

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In a Chelsea attack, Robben broke through with the ball at a high speed after getting the ball. The Dutchman was relatively alone on the court. He seemed to want to pass all the Marseille players. In fact, he almost succeeded, but a young black central defender stopped him.

Louis had a beautiful cut, which made Robben 'over the ball'. Then he kicked the ball to Nasri.

Nasri passed the ball to the sideway's Taivo. In today's game, Fernandez chose the younger Taivo between Taivo and then Solin. This Nigerian is more impactful. In addition, Taivo has a long-range shot, which is not an attack of the Marseille team on such a slippery field. Weapons.

After Taivo took the ball forward for a while, he saw Ferreira coming up and could only transfer the ball to Zhang Yang.

The corner of his eyes caught a glimpse of Makelele, which seemed to be coming up. He immediately passed the football to Nasri, who came to receive it, and then cut the position by himself. The situation on the court is really bad. Zhang Yang knows that as long as he stops the ball, once he is close to him, it is very difficult to get rid of it. This old guy is really difficult to deal with.

Macrelei did not rush to Zhang Yang, who ran in the air this time, but kept a certain distance. He knew that the boy was fast, and if he was too close, it was easy to be accelerated and broken through by Zhang Yang.

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However, this time, Makelele is too careful.

Over the top ball!

The football passed over Macclere's head. Falling straight behind. There. It's Zhang Yang who turned around to catch the ball!

"Beautiful, over the ball! Nasri's pass!"

"Marsely's offensive opportunity!" The French TV commentator roared hoarsely. Marseille didn't have a good chance in this half of the game, and finally waited for this good opportunity.

is the ground. Good opportunity!

Just now, Robben's long-distance attack, Chelsea players finally pressed out. They pressed a little. At this time, Chelsea's defense was very empty. Just Zhang Yang catches the ball. With his speed of the ball, he can instantly throw away the Chelsea players who are desperately returning to defense. At that time, the sea and the sky will be wide...

Of course. The first thing he needs to get rid of is the MacLei, which is closest to him.

When Maclelele saw that Zhang Yang got the ball, he immediately rushed up. The French veteran was very decisive and hit Zhang Yang. His intention was to fight a foul to stop the Marseille team's attack, and the referee would blow a foul in this position, but he usually did not take out the cards.

Maclelele can already imagine that Zhang Yang was knocked to the ground by himself, with an angry face. Boy, you are still young.

However, the next second, Makelele opened his mouth in surprise.

Zhang Yang was not knocked to the ground as he thought. Instead, the young man took the opportunity to rush forward with the reaction force behind him. Macleley himself staggered by Zhang Yang and fell to the ground. It was too late to get up and catch up again.

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"Stop him!"

"Don't let him move forward again."

"Look at that boy!"

Chelsea goalkeeper Cech shouted.

Looking at Zhang Yang, who rushed with the ball, Terry immediately greeted him and shouted loudly, signaling his partner Bridge to defend Ribery. On the other side, Ribery was inserting at high speed. They should be careful of Zhang Yang's sudden cross-way pass.

However, at this time, Terry opened his eyes wide. He saw Zhang Yang move the ball forward and adjusted his steps at the same time--

He didn't plan to continue to carry the ball, but wanted to...

- To shoot!

Terry, who reacted, accelerated his speed and rushed out, intending to block the open shot with his body.

Can this stop Zhang Yang's determination to shoot?!

He is ready to shoot, and his whole body is like a bow and arrow ready to go--

Stepping hard on the ground with your left foot, raising your arm, and swiel your right leg at the same time, suddenly pulling forward, and pulling hard towards the football in front of you!

"Bang!"

Water splashes everywhere!

Cech had no choice for this long-range shot. When he saw the ball rushing up like a crane and flew in front of him, it was too late to make a save.

"GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOAAAAAAAAAL!"

"BUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUT!"

WHAT-A-GREAT-GOAL! What a great goal!"

The football crossed the night sky of Stamford Bridge like a white lightning. One fell into the net. It aroused a great glory.

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PS: Today's first update.