Chapter 60 There is no revenge!
Fernandez has already arranged the tactics of this game and explained it to the players many times. There was nothing to repeat, so he just explained a few more details and gave the time to the players themselves. The French media once commented that Fernandez is a master of tactics and is good at discovering newcomers, but it lacks some ** in boosting morale. At this moment, Fernandez does not seem to find that some players in the team are not optimistic about the game.
Ribery has been communicating with team captain Dehu about something.
After Fernandez and other coaches left the locker room, captain Dehu stood up and clapped his hands to attract everyone's attention.
"In this game, we all know that the opponent is not easy to deal with." Dehu looked at his teammates and said, "I also know that some of us are more pessimistic about this game and think it's good to get a draw. I want to ask, how many people have such an idea?
No one answered him. At this time, even those who have such an idea will not stand up.
"Don't forget, we are Marseille! This is Verrodham Stadium!"
"In this game, we have only one goal, which is victory!"
Zhang Yang shook his head slightly. Dehu is the backbone of the Marseille team's defense. This veteran is also highly regarded as a leader in Ligue 1 and can still control the Marseille's locker room. However, being highly valued does not mean that you have the ability to be an excellent captain. To be honest, even if you are full of fighting spirit, you don't feel anything when you hear Dehu's words.
At this time, the effect of saying these overly formal words is not even as good as saying, "If you want to win, stand up and work together. He. Damn it!" Such rude words work.
Ribery also rolled his eyes. Obviously, he also felt that the captain's words were a little too weak. There is no **!
After Captain Dehu's 'pre-war mobilization' was completed, Zhang Yang squeezed into Ribery's side. He stabbed Ribery, "Frank, I have an idea. Maybe we can try it."
"What do you think?"
"We can give the Monese a sway as soon as the opening." Zhang Yang made an offensive push fist gesture.
"Tay what you think." Ribery is interested.
Zhang Yang began to talk about his thoughts. He deliberately did not lower his voice, and so did Ribery. The two had a heated discussion. They just want to attract the attention of their teammates. Surely no one will not want to win, it's just relatively not optimistic, but if you see the hope of winning, you will definitely be excited.
"We are going to catch Monaco off guard."
"Yes, tell them that this is our territory."
"We need a passer."
"There is me, haha."
"The most important thing is to ensure speed."
"Yes, even if you don't score a goal, you have to play morale."
Everyone is gradually discussing enthusiastically, and everyone is more interested in making trouble for Monaco. Of course, there are also two or three people who lack interest. Obviously, they don't think this kind of thing can have any effect. It's still a business to play steadily and strive not to lose.
Zhang Yang and Ribery ignored those teammates. They don't expect to get the support of all people, as long as they have the support of their teammates, and the most important thing is to mobilize everyone's morale.
It is to raise morale and give Monaco a downing. As for whether they can score a goal, it is not what they can master.
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Marseille's home game against Monaco was the focus of the 16th round of Ligue 1 and was also placed at 19:45 p.m.
Countless floodlights illuminate the Verrodom Stadium like daytime.
Flags were displayed in the stands, and when the players came out, they cheered and thundered.
The stadium is full. Today, the temperature in Marseille is a little low, and it is raining in the night sky. At this time, it is already night, and there is a lot more chill. The fans complain about the damn weather, but nothing seems to be able to stop them from coming to the stadium and cheer for their team.
The singing in the stands was shocking, and everyone was waving their arms. Roar loudly. What is this winter rain? Our fans are not afraid of anything! As long as you can win, you will be naked in such a winter rain. It's okay to run.
Zhang Yang stood in the middle circle. He looked at the dark stand and took a deep breath. This was not the first time he started at the Verrodm Stadium. However, feeling the crazy atmosphere of the stadium, Zhang Yang still couldn't hide his excitement. He said to himself, yes, this is the stage he pursues!
With the whistle of referee Doras, the focus of the 16th round of Ligue 1 in the 2005/20006 season, Marseille vs Monaco, kicked off.
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In this game, the No. 27 Chinese young man of Marseille continued to get the opportunity to start, and Fernandez gave full trust to the young man. In this game, Zhang will face the strong defense of Monaco. Can he continue his goal good luck? Visto, the commentator of France's National One, expressed the doubts of many fans.
Marseilles kick off first.
At this time, the Marseilles had already kicked the ball out on the court.
Zhang Yang gently kicked the football out. Then he winned at his partner Niang. He spread his feet and rushed forward. Almost at the same time, Ribery on the right side of the road also began to sprint at full speed.
Niang immediately passed the football back to Oruma on the middle circle line, and the latter continued to pass back to Sabri. Ramoqi. Sabri. Ramochi didn't stop the ball. He kicked the ball to Nasri.
Nasri did not stop the ball. He kicked the ball to Oruma again, and he turned around and sprinted to the whole field at high speed.
So far, everything seems to be normal. This is a very common kick-off tactic. Some people noticed that Zhang Yang was sprinting with all his strength, Ribery was sprinting with all his strength, and Nasri was also inserting forward, but he didn't feel anything wrong. Although Zhang Yang is still rushing forward, the people of Monaco don't think it's okay. Anyway, it won't be long before he continues to rush forward and will be in an offside position.
As for Ribery's running on the side, he doesn't need to pay attention to it for the time being. The important thing is to keep an eye on the ball holder, which is the basic rule. Who is the point of the ball.
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Oruma pulled the ball. He was facing the offensive direction, but he passed the ball directly to Niang. The striker of the Marseille team did not intervene, which is also a reassuring place for Monaco players. If Marseille wants to attack with all its strength at the beginning, there is no reason not to let the main striker Niang participate. Go.
Niang knocked the ball back to Oruma, and then he turned around and was ready to run forward, but was blocked by Monaco midfielder Herad, and the two bumped into each other.
Oruma looked at the referee Doras, who did not mean to stop the game.
Ribery, Zhang Yang and Nasri, the three continued to run forward. It seemed that they were not playing football, but running in the 100-meter race.
At this time, Oruma sleed his right foot.
Monaco's head coach Deschamps stood on the sidelines after the start of the game. He was used to sitting back in the coach's seat ten minutes after the start of the game, confirming his tactical enemy and the team took the initiative.
Although the Marseilles' series of passes and runs after the kick-off did not look special, it alerted Deschamps, which was purely a conscious reaction that an excellent head coach should have.
Seeing Zhang Yang and Ribery and Nasri running forward like three arrows, he suddenly understood a little, and then his heart jumped inexplicably.
At this moment, Zhang Yang and Ribery suddenly changed positions, which stunned the Monaco central defender and French international Skilaqi, who had planned to intercept. Slow down.
"Be careful of them--" Before he finished shouting, he saw Oruma swung his right foot and pumping to the football!
Long pass!
The 'long pass' in Deschamp's mouth didn't have a chance to shout it out.
Now in Deschamp's eyes, everything is suddenly enlightened. This is the tactics of the Marseilles, and this is their wishes. Everything just now is for this pass, and there are three players in the front court at high speed! This is the killing move of the Marseille team!
At this time, the Monaco players have not yet entered the game state!
Danger!
Deschamps' forehead was covered with fine sweat. He looked at Fernandez not far away. Is this the raid tactic you formulated? It's really sharp!
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Oruma made a long pass, and the ball soared into the air. The Marseille fans at the scene also raised their heads and stared at the ball. Looking at the ball as if it were a fired cannonball, they crossed almost the entire Monaco back defense line and flew to Monaco's penalty area along a clearly visible trajectory!
Givi, another central defender in Monaco, raised his arm and signaled the lineman Marseille player to be offside.
But the borderline ignored it. He just put down the flag and accelerated to continue to run.
"Retend back!" Skilaki shouted that he knew the situation best. Neither Ribery nor Zhang Yang was offside. They suddenly rushed out of the position not far from his side!
Looking back at this time?!
It's late!
The reaction of Roma, the Italian goalkeeper of Monaco, proved that he was worthy of being an excellent goalkeeper who was regarded by Wenger. He attacked when his central defender Givi raised his hand. At this time, don't consider whether the opponent is offside or not. At this time, you can't count on the referee. Let's attack first!
He rushed to Ribery! From now on, Ribery is the one who got the ball and finished the shot!
Rome's attack was very fast. He rushed to Ribery's body and rushed forward, ready to destroy the ball.
Ribery originally planned to stop the ball and shoot, but at this moment, a black projection shrouded him, and he knew that this was the opponent's goalkeeper's attack. At this time, it must be impossible to stop the ball and shoot. Even volley is useless. The goalkeeper has blocked the possible shooting route with his huge body!
Ribery raised his right leg and pulled to the ball, but this was not a volley, and he deliberately pulled the ball, and the ball swept out quickly - if you can't shoot, it doesn't mean you can't pass the ball!
Rome attacked, and Monaco's goal is an empty goal. At this moment, as long as someone is on the ball route, it is an empty goal!
"Samir. Nasri!" The commentator Thieri shouted loudly.
Yes, Nasri, who sprinted at the same time as Zhang Yang and Ribery, has been killed! His speed is a little slower than Ribery and Zhang Yang, but now he has killed it!
Ribery's pass, the ball is too fast, Nasri is running, he finds it difficult to complete the shot with normal means!
Directly lean back!
The body soared in the air, but the right foot kicked the ball!
Behind him, the Monaco defender Maicon, who desperately chased back, hugged his head in despair!
Nasri also wants to hit the wall with his head!
He didn't touch the ball!
The ball almost rubbed his sneakers!
"God - didn't touch the ball - and - WOWWOWOWOWOW -" Thieri waved his fist violently, "That's - Zhang! He's there!"
After changing positions with Ribery to interfere with the Monaco defender, Zhang Yang did not stop himself. He continued to rush to the penalty area, as long as the ball had not entered the net, as a scorer!
There is no reason to stop!
When Nasri shot, Zhang Yang rushed to the back point without thinking about it. It's not because he knew that Nasri would shovel the ball. This is the shooter's crazy desire and consciousness from the bottom of his heart!
Only when the spear is inserted into the enemy! See the red blood! That's the final verdict!
Nasri is empty!
The ball is coming!
At this moment, the huge empty door is in front of the publicity, allowing him to go**!
Will he show mercy?
No!
Stabbed the spear in, saw the opponent fall, and saw the red blood and desperate eyes!
This is Zhang Yang's favorite!
He is like a fast leopard. His whole body takes off and shoots it out. The bull'seye of the target is the ball that is still in the air!
"Zhang - Yuyue rushes to the top - What - A - GOOOOOOOAL!!!!"
"GOOOOOOAAAAAAAAAL!"
Countless mouths are wide open, countless voices are shouting loudly, and countless arms are raised high!
After Zhang Yang dived the header, he fell heavily on the ground. He looked up and saw that it was right in front of him. The ball was in the net, and she was still jumping and jumping mischievously.
Wo-o-o-o-o!
Zhang Yang turned over, and he sat on the ground like that and waved his fist violently! Open your mouth and shout loudly!
Change your fist to the palm, and hit it hard!
Slap in the face!
Those bastards! Did you see it? Go on!
Come on!
Come on!
I have nothing!
Some are goals!
The stronger the suspicion and accusation, the stronger my fighting spirit will be!
Pup!
This is just the first slap in the face!
It turned out that he didn't know anything about the repeated accusations and doubts of the media and those strange words!
He is just waiting for an opportunity!
A chance to slap in the face!
You can't spend the night with hatred!
This is publicity!
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