Chapter 402 Tell you what glory is
There is something wrong with the number of chapters again... Oh, my God, Xiao Dao lost the face of his primary school math teacher! I skipped more than ten chapters, but there was no problem with the content. Forgive me. My math is really not good... A focus battle of the Premier League, which was originally considered to be evenly matched, was actually played into 6:1 in 80 minutes of the game. Such a score made everyone who watched the game brush their glasses and chin together. We fell to the ground together!
At this moment, London is shrouded in darkness!
The Russian giant from the Siberian wilderness suddenly made it from the sofa, and the goblet full of vodka hit the huge ultra-thin plasma TV on the wall not far away. The wine splashed everywhere, and the LCD screen of the TV cracked several shocking openings, with faint sparks. Splash... "Shit! Let this damn old Brazilian guy get out of here... Get out of Stamford Bridge!!"
The roar shook the glass on the floor window, and the assistant beside him was silent... For a while, the Russian sat on the sofa, and a trace of remorse rose involuntarily in his heart - "... Today, I have to admit that it was indeed too impatient to fire Mourinho at the beginning of the season... Portugal Although the Taoist has repeatedly won the Champions League, as long as there is this madman in Stamford Bridge, which team in the Premier League can force Chelsea to this extent?
Think about the Chinese who pointed out the country and scolded Fang in the TV picture just now... The black figure stood on the edge of the field and looked down at the invincible posture of the mountains made Abramovich sigh: If he had been more determined to take this Chinese to Stamford Bridge, maybe he would have won today's own. The Blues, right? It's also in London.
North London.
Professor Wenger saw that he turned off the TV here, closed his head and leaned his eyes on the sofa in the living room, and kept replaying the incredible 4-1-4 crazy offensive tactics of the Magpie Legion in the second half... Unbelievable!!
Tactics Everyone Wenger asked himself that he absolutely did not have the courage to use this incredible tactic. The power of the madman Li 4 striker, which was so sharp that he could tear the best defense line of the Premier League in an instant, made people involuntarily create a sense of decadence... According to Wenger's understanding of football tactics, 4-1- 1-4 This kind of life-fighting tactic should not have this kind of power... So, what is the most important thing that you have ignored?
The professor vaguely felt that he seemed to have caught something, but he always missed the last trace of understanding to find the key point... But the famous French coach had a feeling that maybe a new tactical system that shocked the world's football was about to come to the world through the young Chinese!
Newcastle!!
This opponent, who everyone thought would take a period of grinding to rise, has inadvertently revealed ferocious and bloody fangs in everyone... In the Premier League winning streak group, Arsenal, which is now the only one built by itself, is still ahead of the madman Li and his Newcastle... But how far can it stay?
Wenger himself has no confidence!
... St. James's Park Stadium.
The last few minutes of the game are still going on.
But the stands have long been a boiling ocean, black and white. The two most primitive and inconspicuous colors in the world have become the strongest theme here... People's heads are surging up and down... The arms are waving crazily... The war flag is hunting... The song is loud and exciting... St. James's Park, this one carries The palace of Newcastle's dreams and hopes ushered in the 08-09 season today... No, it should be the most exciting victory in the past decade!
Only strong enough opponents can make themselves more powerful!
And there is no doubt that Chelsea and Scolari sit today. Their "liner" makes Newcastle look extremely dazzling, making the crazy Li's 4-1-4 tactics crazy to the bone marrow create a small miracle!
However, the nightmare brought to Londoners by 4-1-4 tactics is not over yet!
The 85th minute of the game.
It is still a mistake in Chelsea's front-court attack. [Eastern European Ronaldinho] Yuri Kazkov was once again given the opportunity to use his superb spinning footwork, which is once again comparable to David Beckham's long-distance pass to send the football directly to the front court from the backcourt!
This pass is different from Steven Taylor and others!
The curvature and landing point of football allow Lucas Podolski, who is waiting in the front court to compete with Terry and others at all, but can easily write the football under his feet and use his own skills!
The feet are shaking continuously, like lightning and dazzling!
s cycling?
Porsky rides a bicycle?
Among the defenders, Prince Porti dodged the gap and shot directly. The fast-flying football pulled out a white residual line in the retina of more than 60,000 pairs of eyes, and rushed to Chelsea's goal with lightning speed... Bang!
It was not until this time that the sound of the football when it was kicked by Prince Porti reached everyone's ears!
Incredibly fast!
Czech goalkeeper Cech made a save... But the huge force made him unable to hold the football at all, and the consequence of the save was that the young Newcastle player Gigi, who ran like a ghost, once again appeared in a fatal position and touched the ball for the third time in 40 minutes... th!
Feet up!
The ball flies!
The door is broken!
7:1!!!!
This is Chelsea's worst defeat in a decade. The South Stand of St. James's Park has vacated a shocking seat. Chelsea fans who came to the scene with the Blues to watch the game more than ten minutes ago have withdrawn... If they are at home, perhaps they are more willing to be the culprit. "Uncle Scarari tore it into pieces before choosing to leave!
Chelsea was once again mercilessly nailed to the pillar of shame by the madman Li!
Nail it firmly!
Someone must pay for it!!
The thunderstorm in English football is brewing and is about to break out!
... There are still three minutes left for the final injury time in the game.
Newcastle still launched a tide-like offensive. The penalty area mixer composed of four strikers stirred up the "heart" of Chelsea of the Blues. "Ronaldo" continued to threaten Chelsea's goal again and again with incredible horrible shooting rate!
Sinking or self-redemption?
For Chelsea at this time, there are only 180 seconds left to make this multiple-choice question for them to choose!
Finally, Scolari was completely abandoned by Chelsea!
The Blues soldiers began to play in the way that the madman Mourinho once gave them. Scolari's set of things called "beautiful football" lost the trust of the goalkeeper!
Football, you don't need beauty at this moment, but blood! It's deadly!!
On the court, when the end of the game was coming, the two Blues' cores performed Chelsea's last trace of tenacity and glory - Frank Lampard, nicknamed [Iron Man] and [God Lamp], almost gave up his last trace of dignity as a top star for his team, and climbed with red eyes. In six or seven seconds, the way with a roll was followed by shoveling the football at the feet of Newcastle's four defenders... This scene stunned countless fans!
Finally, under Lampard's crazy shovel, David Thornton made a mistake and was got the football by Lampard... At this time, the referee had already put the whistle in his mouth... "Didill, it's up to you..." With all his strength, Lampard sent the football out... And this The foot pass obviously exhausted his last bit of strength, known as [Iron Man]. Less than a second after the football left the instep, Lampard fell to the ground with all his strength, and bursts of convulsions and pain came from his thighs and soles of his feet... The iron man cramped!
However, Lampard, who fell to the ground, is still staring at the football flying to Drogba!
This goal must be scored!
Because, at this time, a goal is tied to the dignity of Chelsea, the dignity of the Stamford Bridge Stadium standing in North London, the dignity of every predecessor, teammates, and even opponents who have struggled and are proud of on that court... and the dignity of thousands of people in every game. The dignity of the fans who sit on the scene or in front of the TV to cheer for the team in the game!
Score for us, Didier!
... Drogba received Lampard's pass ten meters away from the arc of the penalty area, that is, forty meters away from Newcastle's goal... What's more fatal is that he took the ball behind his back!
I don't know how many times Drogba has taken the ball in the whole game under such circumstances, but since the man standing on the sidelines changed Newcastle's tactical formation, no matter what method he used, he could not hit the damn Newcastle goal again... A magical force made Chelsea attack Whenever the situation is in the opponent's penalty area, it will become weak. No matter how the "Drogba" break through, how they pass the ball, how hard they try... There is no way to pose any threat to the opponent's goal!
The four young defenders formed a sky that the Blues can never cross!
What should I do?
Since you can't cross it, tear him up in the most violent way!!
"Get in!!! Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah!!!!"
[Warcraft] Drogba suddenly roared loudly. His body with his back to the goal nodded his football with his knees, and then incredibly used the terrible waist and abdomen force to suddenly rotate, driving the supporting foot like a huge black top, and his right foot deeply stuck in the lawn instantly brought out a shocking scene on the grass. Black soil... At this moment, Drogba's muscles are tight all over his body. Through the blue team uniform that is tightly attached to his body because of sweat, he can faintly see the perfect muscles like a knife and an axe... With his left heel as the axis, his body rotates 180 degrees, and Drogba's right leg is like a black cold light. The iron axe cut fiercely at the football that was turning to the ground... Bang!
The white football turned into a brilliant meteor!!
This sudden violent action made Gago and Steven Taylor, who were on the close defense of Drogba, bounce off by a huge force, which could not stop the shooting of [Bloodthirsty Warcraft] at all... Football burst into a more dazzling light than a star in an instant, and broke through Newcastle's door in an instant. Even the white net was shot in a big hole in the high collapse. Several white net wires broke in an instant, and the goalpost let out a squeaky scream... The power of a shot was magnificent!
Magnificent Warcraft!
Brave Warcraft!
The boiling mountain James Stadium fell into silence because of this. Lampard, who was cramped in the distance, finally took a breath, while Drogba himself fell directly on the lawn because of the habitual name of the shot, kneeling on his knees and supporting his hands, obviously to the point of exhaustion... The ball exhausted his energy!
Force - The referee's whistle finally sounded... The game is over!
(to be continued)