Chapter 100 Thirteen Balls!
After Drogba celebrated the goal, he slapped the assistor Lampard. He aimed his eyes at Zhang Yang, who was sitting on the bench, and raised a finger at him, which meant that he had scored a goal.
Zhang Yang saw Drogba raise a finger at him, and his heart was inevitably a little angry. His private relationship with Drogba was not bad, but neither of them was convinced on the court. Zhang Yang also wants to play and speak with a goal to hit the arrogance of the 'Cotedivosti elephant'. However, it is impossible for Marseille's head coach Fernandez to change at this time. Zhang Yang estimates that even if he can get a chance to play, it will be the garbage time in the second half. This made him a little depressed.
Fernandez's intention is obvious. On the one hand, with his current physical condition, he can't play a 90-minute fierce match. This game only gave Zhang Yang more than ten minutes of time to warm up, keep him in good shape, accumulate strength for the focus of the weekend and Lyon team, and let Zhang Yang's ability to hold back a few games in the game with Lyon!
Before the end of the first half, Chelsea got a free kick. Robben took a free kick and made a beautiful arc, and Marseille goalkeeper Carasso could do nothing about the ball.
The score in the first half was 2-0. According to international practice, the home team Marseille was in the front, the visiting team Chelsea was behind, and Marseille was two goals behind, with a total score of 3-17 Chelsea. It is basically doomed to be eliminated.
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At halftime, Fernandez was gloomy in the locker room. There is no doubt that no one wants to see the two goals behind in the first half. Looking at the momentum of the first half, Marseille may even lose a big score, which is what Fernandez is most worried about. The championship competition with Lyon has entered a white-hot stage. At this time, if it suffers a crushing defeat, morale will definitely be affected. This is Marseille's Waterloo this season.
"Coach, let me play." Zhang Yang shouted.
"Hold on." Fernandez stared at Zhang Yang, but he was also thinking about whether to send publicity earlier. Originally, according to Fernandez, he sent publicity when the whole game was 70 or 80 minutes, so that Zhang Yang would warm up and find the feeling of the game. However, from the current score and situation, it is necessary to spread publicity earlier, exert the ability to show off, and use the attack to curb Chelsea's attack. In Fernandez's view, losing is inevitable, and it is acceptable to avoid a big loss.
"Samir, pay more attention to running in the second half! Why didn't I see you play in the first half? Have you learned to be invisible? Fernandez reprimanded Nasri.
Nasri's face immediately turned red, and he lowered his head without saying a word. His performance in the first half was really bad. He should have been the core of Marseille's organization and shouldered the heavy responsibility of attack. Marseille's attack in the first half had little effect, and Nasri was to blame.
Fernandez ignored Nasri. He turned his head and praised Ribery's performance in the first half. Ribery was the best player in the first half of the game. The few most threatening attacks of the Marseilles came from the feet of Ribéry.
Zhang Yang has been looking at Fernandez, looking eager to try. At this time, Fernandez finally said to Zhang Yang, "Zhang Yang, go and prepare to warm up. I will send you to play at any time in the second half."
Zhang Yang responded excitedly that he thought he would not get a chance to play until the last minute of the second half, but now it seems that he is likely to get more playing time.
The atmosphere in Marseille's dressing room is a little depressing, while in the visiting team's dressing room, there is a lot of laughter. The score of 2-0 in the first half can almost declare that Chelsea has reached the quarterfinals with one foot. If Marseille wants to turn over, it must score four goals in the second half. At the same time, they have to expect Chelsea not to score. Obviously, no one believes that there will be such a possibility.
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The game lasted until the fifty-fifth minute of the game. When Lampard's shot hit Met's calf, a change of line flew to the goal, but hit the post. After Marseille escaped, Fernandez finally couldn't sit still. He said to Zhang Yang, "Zhang Yang, go and warm up. It will be on the court in two minutes."
Zhang Yang suppressed the excitement in his heart, stood up from the bench, began to press his legs, and warm up - these small movements caused the outbreak of hot magma in the whole court, and all the fans began to shout crazily.
Five minutes later, with Ribery's counterattack with the ball in the front court, he was shoveled out of the sideline by Maclelele, forming a dead ball. Marseilles asked for a replacement, No. 9 Zhangyang, and No. 11 Pagis.
Zhang Yang stood on the sidelines. He tied the hem of his sky blue jersey into his trousers, and he was also excited. Although he had only been away from the court for more than half a month, he felt that he had left for a long time.
Pargis quickly ran to the sidelines, Zhang Yang couldn't wait to hug Pargis, and then ran into the court. At this moment, the whole Verrodom Stadium cheered.
"This young man just warmed up and played, which has already made Marseille fans so crazy." Wisto, the commentator of France National One, sighed.
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The publicity did not bring good luck to the Marseilles.
In the sixty-third minute, Essien penetrated the Marseille's defense with a beautiful straight plug ball. Robben played an advantage in speed and rushed all the way after receiving the ball. Met, who turned around slowly, could not stop the sudden advance of the Dutch 'Little Flying Man' at all. Robben faced the attacking goalkeeper Carasso and shot lightly with a light shot. , expanded the score again.
Verrodham Stadium fell into a dead silence, and only a few Chelsea fans were cheering. The Marseille fans who occupied the whole stadium were silent at this moment. They looked at the unscrupulous celebration on the court and Robben and other Chelsea players. They felt extremely uncomfortable. Many Marseille fans clutched the railings with both hands, and there was a sadness and confusion in their eyes.
This is their home court, their home court! But they can only watch the enemy from London, capture here, and are celebrating here!
The fans' faces were desperate and sad. Someone looked up at the score at this moment on the big screen of Verrodm Stadium - 0:3, with the home team Marseille in front and the visiting team Chelsea behind.
He was scored by his opponent, but the live broadcast of Verrodham Stadium still had to perform his job duties. He is weakly announcing the instant score, as well as the name of the team and goal scorer--
"In the sixty-third minute of the game, Marseille 0 to 3 Chelsea, the goal is... Chelsea's Robben..."
When Fernandez saw Robben score the goal, he angrily threw the mineral water bottle in his hand to the ground.
On the other side, Mourinho did not sympathize with the consciousness of the murderer. He rushed out of the coach's seat and ran more than ten meters to celebrate the goal.
This is a head coach who can do everything for victory. This is a man who smashed his paranoid personality into his bone marrow.
14 years ago, the English coach Robson, who had just signed a contract with Sporting Lisbon, arrived at Lisbon Airport. A well-dressed young man was waiting for him respectfully at the airport. After seeing Robson, the former physical education teacher stretched out his hand and introduced himself in extremely standard and fluent English: "My name is Jose Mourinho, your translator." At that time, he was 29 years old.
Now, that young man has become one of the most famous leaders in Europe! Of course, if Mourinho evaluates himself, he will remove one of the following!
For this person alone, diligence, meticulousness and temperament are the elements of his success, but like all heroes who have achieved extraordinary success, Mourinho believes that paranoia is the core of all struggle. Just look at Mourinho's history. Paranoia always has the spirit and value judgment of extraordinary people. Just like Larry Ellison, the president of Oracle who likes sailing, gave an opening speech at Yale University: "Please imagine a situation: 5 years from now, 10 years, or 30 years later, the person standing on your left today will be a loser; the person on the right will also be a loser. And you, the guy standing in the middle, what do you think will happen? He is also a loser. The experience of failure, the top student of failure. Therefore, Mourinho's ambition since he was a child is to become the "only" "greatest coach" in the world. In the words of Genghis Khan, the greatest conqueror in history, it is true success only if others fail.
Therefore, seeing the tragedy of Marseille at this moment, this gentleman will not sympathize. He will only be very happy. This is the only enjoyment of the winner.
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Chelsea people are very cool, but for Marseille, it is a kind of torment and pain!
Is there anything worse than this? They are 0:3 behind Chelsea at home! The game only lasted more than 60 minutes, and it was already three goals behind. If they want to turn the table, they must score at least five goals in the rest of the game! Of course, this is an impossible task, and in the opinion of the commentators, it is good for the Marseille team to score a goal, save a little face and avoid a big defeat on the basis of ensuring that the ball will not be lost!
Judging from the state shown by Marseille in this game, it is not so easy to score a goal.
"The Marseille team was completely stunned, and the loss of the ball made them overwhelmed. Zhang Yang just came on the stage, and he should not be pulled out to be held accountable. However, the problem now is that it is impossible to save the situation by relying on Zhang Yang alone. Even God can't do it. Of course, for the Marseille team, being able to score a goal is the greatest comfort, but this task is not easy. First of all, they have to stop losing the ball.
When Chelsea players are celebrating their third goal in this game, Marseille's faces are confused, angry, dissatisfied, aggrieved, puzzled and afraid.
The TV broadcast gave close-ups to several major players, wanting to see their expressions at this moment.
In the close-up, Captain Dehu's face has a bitter expression, and the front-line general Morentes has a solemn expression on his face. What about Nasri, the youngest player on the court?' Zidane's second generation's face was slightly confused. He looked at the night sky and then lowered his head. Ribery's face was smiling. Of course, it was a sneer. Scar Man gritted his teeth and his face was a little ferocious.
What about publicity?
There was an angry expression on his face. Thanks to the close-up, everyone could see it clearly. He spit on the ground and then stared ahead, which was the direction of Chelsea's goal.
His fists were clenched tightly, and his knuckles were a little white. This was an angry and unyielding expression! His chest is full of anger!
This is the home of Marseille!
It's their territory!
Now it is allowed to be rampant by Chelsea people!
He absolutely can't tolerate such a situation happening in front of him! He is going to lose his temper!
In addition, the performance of teammates in this game also made Zhang Yang angry. Although he controlled this anger and did not vent it, it would only make him more angry.
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Zhang Yang called Ribery, Nasri, Morentus and others over, and several people held a small meeting. Among these people, Molentes is the oldest in football, Ribery is the oldest in Marseille, and Nasri is the most popular in Marseille. It was not Zhang Yang's turn to call, but that's what he did, and everyone acquiesced in this situation. Nothing else, the strength of publicity determines all this! Strength determines the right to speak!
"We must calm down! Think of it as a zero-to-zero game and play well! I don't believe it. We can all score their three goals at Stamford Bridge, but we can't score goals at home. Zhang Yang gritted his teeth and said.
"That's right, kill them." Ribery said viciously.
Although Moreentes didn't say anything, he nodded heavily.
Nasri also nodded, "I'll listen to you."
"In the attack, I can cover for Morentus." Zhang Yang looked at his front-line partner and said.
Morendez nodded to show his understanding that Chelsea must be afraid of Zhang Yang's appearance and will guard against it. In this way, Morendts will be under less pressure and have more opportunities.
Marseille then tried several attacks. Although he did not score goals, in any case, their attack also caused some pressure and threat to Chelsea, which greatly curbed Chelsea's offensive momentum and the two sides fell into a stalemate.
This also made Fernandez on the sidelines a little relieved. He was really worried that Chelsea would continue to score goals and create a massacre.
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Marseille organized the attack again. Ma Vuba handed over the football to Nasri.
Nasri did not carry the ball or stop the ball for observation. He made a long pass and hit the football to the front court.
Chelsea players are returning to defense. If the Marseilles want to attack, they can't give them a chance to return to defense. At this time, it depends on the speed of the counterattack.
Zhang Yang competed with Terry in the front court for this landing point. The two jumped up at the same time, but neither of them did it!
Terry interfered with Zhang Yang, and Zhang Yang did not let Terry go. The two were entangled and gave Ribery a chance to plug in at high speed.
Ribery passed by the two people like the wind. Stretch out your feet to unload the football that fell to the ground.
This time, the stop of the ball won the applause of the commentator. In the high-speed running, he stopped a high ball so beautifully, which shows Ribery's ability to stop the ball.
Ribery, who stopped the ball, slowed down slightly, and another Chelsea central defender Bridge appeared in front of him.
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Get rid of the entanglement with publicity. Terry got up from the ground and rushed to Ribery, intending to break Ribery's football with his good friend and central defender partner Bridge.
Ribery poked the football through the gap between them before the two completed the encirclement.
"Morentes! He has no one on his guard!"
Chelsea's only two defenders have gone to cover Ribery, while their full-back Ferreira is keeping an eye on Zhang Yang, and MacLei, who is also returning to the defense, is also staring at Zhang Yang. There is nothing they can do. The threat Zhang Yang brings to them is too great, and they can't help but pay attention to it.
As just analyzed by Zhang Yang and Morents, Chelsea has focused their defense on Zhang Yang and Ribery. In this way, Morents has a chance!
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Sure enough, Ribery was very quick to pass the ball when he was surrounded by Terry and Bridge, and then he saw Morentes suddenly appear from the other side and catch his pass.
"Morentes! He got the ball!"
"Morentes, he is single-knife!"
"No offside!"
The commentators are standing up and roaring. This is not to say that they are Marseille fans. However, in addition to the commentators in London who like to watch Chelsea massacre Marseille, neutral fans must prefer to see a fighting battle! In addition, people are relatively more sympathetic to the weak, so many people hope to see Marseille score a goal at this moment!
Because it is plugged in, it is not offside!
Now Cech is the only one in front of the Spanish striker.
Moreentes is no stranger to the Chelsea goalkeeper. The two have played against each other many times before. Of course, in the first round of the two sides, the two sides have played against each other.
Cech has not been seriously tested in today's game. Now, the Czech goalkeeper is facing the biggest test since the start of the game. Can he successfully block Moreentes' shot?
The Marseille fans at the scene are also nervous. How eager they are for the Marseille team to score a goal!
In the face of the attacking Cech, Moreentes chose a direct push shot. He pushed the football to the left. Cech judged the wrong direction... However, after he fell to the ground, his foot blocked the ball!
The football collided with Cech's foot. Then fly to the left.
The cheers at the stands of Verrodm Stadium turned into exclamation of regret.
"He rushed out!" The commentator in London shouted excitedly.
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Just when the joy of Londoners was still on their faces, they were horrified to see a figure in front of the ball!
It's publicity!
He faced the ball and swung his right foot!
At this time, Chekh was still lying on the ground. He turned his head and saw Zhang Yang rushing up and swinging his right foot. He hurriedly got up from the ground and rushed back to the goal to block the opponent's shooting angle.
How can Zhang Yang give Cech a chance!
Zhang Yang's right leg exerted his strength and suddenly pulled towards the ball, as if a whip had accurately hit the football!
With a "bang", the football seemed to be hit by a bullet, suddenly saved up and flew to the goal!
Cech tried his best to throw his body out. His performance was as good as possible. He stretched his hands as straight as possible, expanded the defensive area, and wanted to block the football.
But he still couldn't stop the football from running. The football flew over him, hit the lower edge of the beam, and bounced straight down. Hit the door line!
The publicity is so strong that the camera behind the goal can clearly capture that the whole goal is shaking at this moment, no, it is trembling!
"ON-BUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUT!!!" The commentator of Marseille held back most of the game and could finally shout out this sentence.
"Marseight scored! Zhang Yang scored! The thirteenth! He scored his thirteenth goal in this Cup!"
After the goal, Zhang Yang did not run wildly, but stood still, beat his chest hard, and looked up to the sky and roared! No matter how his teammates hugged him, he maintained this posture. He didn't care how ugly the Chelsea player next to him was. He just wanted to vent, and he just wanted to vent his anger.