Golden Greenery

Before the start of the game, Benitez took the initiative to go to the visiting team's bench because he was the host and had to go to say hello to the opponent's coach and exchange greetings. Moreover, Benitez himself is a polite and polite gentleman.

He walked towards Uncle Zha who was standing outside the bench and extended his right hand from afar.

Klopp always feels itchy in his nose, and Qinglong always wants to dig out. He didn't see Benitez coming over, facing him sideways. Uncle Zha pressed his left nostril with his left index finger, closed his eyes and exerted force, 'hiss'! He tilted his head and blew out a stream of mucus. Unexpectedly, the nostrils were a bit blocked and the airflow was not strong enough. The half-foot-long yellow-green green dragon did not shoot on the grass as expected, but hung shyly on the nose and swung around.

Just like everyone else, Uncle Zha pinched the snot off with two fingers of his right hand and threw it on the ground. Then he wiped his nose with the palm of his right hand, wiped off the residue, and then rubbed it on the side of his clothes. Then, Klopp saw Benitez standing two meters away from him and extending his right hand as if frozen.

Benitez really saw Klopp's series of blowing, hanging, twisting, throwing, wiping, wiping and rubbing, and he was stunned at the time. Like a Taoist priest from Laoshan who placed a talisman on him, Benítez put his left hand in his pocket, spread his feet forward and back, and extended his right palm forward, creating a walking sculpture. His eyes were full of fear, horror, disgust and disgust, and the tumbling gastric juices could be seen in his pupils.

When Uncle Zha saw him, he said, "Oh, I'm here to say hello." Klopp is also a kind, polite, good young man, and very enthusiastic. He grabbed Benitez's outstretched right hand and held it firmly.

Benitez, who was born with a mysophobia, didn't even hear what the enthusiastic Klopp said. When he moved to his seat like a zombie, he still kept his right palm stretched forward and fully unfolded.

He didn't dare to clench his hand at all. The moist and slippery feeling in his palm went straight to his bones. Benitez was even thinking of chopping off his right hand. Even when he returned to his seat, he picked up pure water and poured it on his right hand. He didn't dare to squeeze his right hand to wash it. He could only hold it wide open and wash it continuously. After a while, it became a stream under his feet.

Throughout the game, Benitez never retracted or clenched his big right hand slap. Just spread out like this, the five fingers are like five radio antennas for exploring the universe, and the big palm is like Patrick's star spread out to dry. Whoever takes the opportunity to bet Benitez on rock, paper, scissors, the Valencia coach will lose even his pants.

I can't afford to offend mysophobia. Benitez almost died of diaphragm on the spot. However, death will not die, but this seriously affects his improvisational adjustment, which he is not very good at.

The defense cannot be short of players. With a big wave of Benitez's hand (big slap), right back Curro Torres, who had just returned from injury, replaced the right winger "corridor control" Rufete, freezing Ribery. 'Rat' Ayala returns to center back.

Curo Torres is also a regular player in the Spanish national team, but after just two months of injury, he is obviously not in match condition yet. It is a bit embarrassing for him to face Franck Ribery, the hottest player in Madibo this year. Moreover, although Rufitt was blocked by Grosso, he was very effective in assisting Ayala in defending Ribery. What's more, when Aimar was beaten one-on-one by Zhuo Yang, Rufitt's pass was the only one in the frontcourt who could connect with the lone forward Mista.

So, Ribery lived and Mista died.

This unreasonable substitution adjustment immediately allowed Madibao to take the initiative on the court. The in-form Piggy single-handedly defeated Valencia's double midfielder combination of Alberda and Baraja, who had terrified opponents in La Liga, to the point of going crazy. Ayala was able to deal with the cobra with ease, but he always had to worry about Torres being cut off by the scar, which made him exhausted.

Without Rufitt in front of him, Grosso was much cheaper. He fought with Scar many times, and Torres, who had only played for twenty minutes, was already feeling exhausted.

At the 41st minute, Curro Torres finally couldn’t resist anymore.

Scar left him lying behind him and rushed in quickly. After a series of chaotic replacements and replacements, the little pig Schwein was forced by Baraja to perform a Marseille spin. After the spin, the football was blasted into the net by him.

2:o, this score can allow Madibao to advance to the final.

However, La Liga's leadership is by no means given for free. How can a team that can surpass Barcelona and Real Madrid not have its own confidence? Although Benitez failed to make effective adjustments during the halftime break, and although he washed his hands inside most of the time, the arrogance of the Bat Legion made these veterans not even think about admitting defeat.

In the second half, Valencia launched a frenzied attack. They were eliminated on the right, but Vicente on the left was the sharpest saber. As a result, both sides violently attacked the opponent's left wing. Scar and Grosso killed Torres and stumbled. Ackermann couldn't deal with Vicente alone. The second brother Montolivo could beat the Italian veteran Carboni. But he didn't have much energy to help the 'Bang Chui' buddy behind him. Even the butcher De Jong went to double-team, but it had little effect, because Vicente's speed was so terrifying.

Seeing that the defense line was in danger, Madibao captain Zhuo Yang made a prompt decision and handed Aimar to the butcher, and he went up to deal with Vicente himself.

Of course Zhuoyang's current speed is still not as good as Vicente's, this guy relies on this trick to make a living. But Zhuoyang can try his best to block his receiving line and intercept all football attempts to pass to Vicente. Without the ball, you can run if you like, and no one will care about you until dawn. Besides, Zhuoyang has definitely improved a lot now, and is second only to Scar, who looks like a frightening horse, in Madibao's main lineup. It has been almost a year since I received the guidance from Grandpa Armin Harry last summer. Geniuses practice hard and there is no reason for their displeasure.

Vicente is one of the best fast horses in the world today. He is even faster than the Brazilian ball lightning Ayrton who made Zhuoyang suffer a lot back then. Therefore, even if Zhuo Yang has made great progress now, even if his defensive positioning and interception have reached the world's top level, dealing with Vicente is still not an easy task, which involves all his energy.

Vicente is by no means the only one in Valencia. In fact, Vicente's side's routines this season are not the attack waves that Valencia chooses under normal conditions. Valencia's main offense comes from their soul 'clown' Aimar and one of La Liga's most outstanding and most comprehensive defensive midfielders in Europe - Baraja.

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