King of Competition

Chapter 263 I want to appeal!

The current game situation makes Birmingham coach Bruce, who wanted to win a victory at Anfield before the game, feel incredible. Recently, Liverpool has lost three games in the league, and teams like Fulham have been tied. However, Liverpool on the field is too strong now. How can such a strong team not win three games? Question mark

There can only be one reason, that is, their striker is in poor condition!

This explanation comforted Bruce a little. He knew that if he wanted to win at Anfield, he could not rely on defense alone. Birmingham had to attack and score a goal, so that it was possible to win the confrontation with a bad feeling of 'Liverpool striker'.

Thinking about this, Bruce came to the side of the game and waved his hand to signal the team to attack.

The gesture of waving arms towards Liverpool at halftime is the common language of international coaches. Even Liverpool players understood what Bruce means, and the Liverpool players laughed.

They are worried about the opponent's intensive defense. Who knows that the coach of the other side actually let Birmingham attack?

Someone will send you a pillow when you really want to sleep!

However, Benitez on the sidelines thinks more. He can't just look at the superficial phenomenon, but he can't figure out what other meaning Bruce's action will be. Does this Irishman really want Birmingham to attack and fight against Liverpool?

Even Benitez shook his head to deny such an idea. He didn't believe that there would be such a 'stupid' coach in the world.

However, this is the current situation. After Bruce waved his arms, Birmingham's formation obviously moved forward, and as their midfield line moved forward, the two teams began to compete in the midfield, and Liverpool's control ability in the midfield decreased significantly.

However, the lack of Birmingham's backcourt personnel has made Liverpool's forward players run more smoothly, and the pass corresponds to a lot more smoothly. Soon Liverpool had a chance. Don Jack obliquely passed Cise in the middle. The latter took the ball straight in and kicked the ball out with his heels. Don Jack followed him with a long shot!

Unfortunately, the football deviated from the goalpost and flew out of the bottom line, causing the whole audience to sigh.

Benitez frowned when he saw the shot, because the Spaniard felt that such a shot would either score directly or not shoot, because it would remind the opponent's 'stupid and cute' coach to find the strength of Liverpool's firepower and change his mind...

What Benitez didn't know was that Bruce did not change his mind now, but became more determined.

Looking at this shot, Bruce's confidence increased greatly. The idea of 'Liverpool striker is not in shape' is about to be deeply rooted. Not to mention that the other party's brunette boy has completed a four-footed shot so far. Only one foot hit the goal and kicked the defender with two feet. The shot just now also missed the post. Look Get up, the Liverpool striker has been 'cursed', and God is on the side of Liverpool's opponent.

Bruce has a bit of a sense of replacement.

"Attack! Attack!" He even stood on the sidelines and roared, which had a good effect. Birmingham's offensive was obviously much more fierce.

However, Bruce seemed to have forgotten that this was at Anfield. He stood on the sidelines once or twice to command, and the fans still looked at it, but Liverpool fans finally couldn't stand it anymore. They threw all the garbage in their hands at Bruce's head and smashed it in anger just now. The young man returned to the coach's seat with his head in his arms.

"This is unfair! I want to appeal! Liverpool fans are so unqualified!" He shouted to the fourth officer like this.

The fourth official doesn't know him at all. The Premier League is like this. At Birmingham's home court, the opponent's head coach will also be under pressure when directing the team. Why didn't Birmingham appeal at that time? The roaring Bruce looked like a clown to the fourth official.

That is, now Football Federation President Burden is watching the game, and the fourth official is kind. Otherwise, the fourth official who 'let the coach vent his anger' will have to shout to Bruce.

TMD!

It's really easy for us to be the fourth official!

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At this time, Don Jack has stood upright in Birmingham half-time waiting for the goal opportunity!

It's just a goal!

In the past, Don Jack did not dare to underestimate the goal, but now, after being enlightened by Benitez, he has fully understood his task. With his own strength, facing a team like Birmingham, as long as there is a good opportunity, he can turn it into a goal.

What's more, Birmingham seems to be fighting against Liverpool now, and there is even only one defensive player around him.

'Gre it here, send it over.' While looking at the backcourt, Don Jack shouted in his heart. He felt that as long as his teammate passed the ball to him, it would be easy to score a goal in the case of one person's defense. All he needed was a chance.

At this time, Birmingham's defensive players seemed to be stunned and also looked at the team's attack. They didn't realize that the brunette boy next to them was ready to score... Of course, ordinary people don't think that far. After all, football is now at the feet of the Birmingham people.

There is an old saying in the East that 'If people don't have a distant strategy, they are bound to have the worries they are about to face', which is the most appropriate way to describe Birmingham now.

There will always be an opportunity to wait. Just as the Birmingham player was still looking at the front court, he suddenly found that the front court was stolen by a Liverpool player.

At the same time, Don Jack is also in the middle line!

The player who completed the steal is the sideline Cowell. In this game, Cowell started again. When he performs well, Cowell will be a powerful weapon for Liverpool, and Benitez still trusts the general. This time, Cowell showed his clean and neat defensive ability. When the Birmingham player wanted to pass the ball, Cowell suddenly rushed to the passing route and broke the ball with a clean foot.

After that, Cowell looked up and directly took a long pass...

Frontcourt, Jack Don! Only Jack Don!

It seemed to be telepathic. At the moment when Cowell passed the ball, Don Jack rushed out of the middle circle like a cheetah smelling food. When the Birmingham player beside him reacted, he had even pulled down more than five positions with Don Jack and couldn't catch up at all.

Don Jack's speed is extremely fast!

The fans saw a red figure flashing on the court. His feet seemed to be completely weak. He stepped on the grass and took the second step directly. In this way, his legs kept changing, rushing to the landing point of the football, the right side of the penalty area, almost reaching the human limit.

It was Johnson who defended Don Jack.

As a full-back, Johnson's speed is not bad, and occasionally he will insert assists, but this time Johnson is completely disappointed with his speed. At the moment of starting up, he wants to rely on speed to catch up with the red figure in front of him, but he finds himself like chasing a fast sports car, which is getting farther and farther away. The feeling made his running legs a little weak.

Finally... After a few steps, Johnson gave up.

He expected the goalkeeper to attack and get the ball in advance. At the same time, he raised his hands and signaled to the referee that the one just now was offside... I have to say that Johnson's choice is right. If it's offside, what if the black-haired boy runs no matter how fast he runs?

Unfortunately, the borderline does not care about him at all, and he has no intention of raising the flag at all.

Everyone in the audience didn't care about Johnson. They all looked at the right side of the front of Birmingham's penalty area. The red No. 10 figure had run there, and the football happened to fly over his head. Will he receive the ball?

Next, the whole audience only saw that the No. 10 boy on the field, in the extremely fast running speed, directly turned around and jumped in place. The football also hit his chest at the same time. Then, the boy's body fell back, and the football fell steadily.

"Beautiful, opportunity! Jack!"

With Belt's words, the opposing goalkeeper Taylor also attacked the edge of the penalty area and was about to have a close contact with Don Jack.

The moment Tang Jack turned around, he found that the other goalkeeper rushed towards him. It was not a good result to bump into the goalkeeper. Maybe it was to hit the goalkeeper, and the goalkeeper could use his hands. Even if he had internal strength, he could not guarantee that he could grab the goalkeeper, mainly because the other party could use his flexible hands, and he could only use his feet. This is inherently unfair.

But the goalkeeper has arrived in front of him. What should I do?

Jack Don looked up at the direction of the eyeball door and subconsciously stretched out his right foot and pulled it directly towards the football. This action shocked Taylor, who was running over, and immediately thought of hanging shot. In fact, hanging shot at this time was also the best choice. So, Taylor tightened his legs and stepped on the ground, and his body rushed directly to the football.

But in the air, Taylor found that he was wrong.

Because the No. 10 boy from Liverpool in front of him did not draw his right foot on the ball, but on the left side of the ball. When he fell to the grass, the boy's body flashed to the left and let him jump directly into the empty space.

I was fooled!

When Taylor realized this, the fans had already cheered, because there was no one in front of the dark-haired boy on the court, and he was facing the empty door!

Sure enough, the next moment, the No. 10 boy on the court pulled the ball directly to the net.

Looking at the force alone, it makes people full of confidence. Under the eyes of tens of thousands of fans, the football plunged into the net, as if returning to his mother's arms, and then rotated and stopped in the net, always reluctant to roll down.