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In fact, Grandpa Mo's suggestion was unfair.

When he was attacking, Zhuoyang couldn't defend him. When Zhuoyang was attacking, he didn't say anything specifically. Obviously he would not give up his job.

But Zhuoyang is a shooter, and grandpa is a defender. It is natural for defenders to defend against shooters, and shooters in turn defend defenders, especially offense... No matter what, it makes sense.

So, maybe unfair, but fair.

Grandpa Mo made a move, and Zhuo Yang had to follow up.

Grandpa Mo scored, and Tottenham's morale was boosted.

Tottenham have been selling stars these days, and no top star has joined, and Grandpa Mo is the first one. Since defeating Chelsea 2:1 in overtime in the 2007-08 League Cup final, Tottenham have not won any championship title in this decade, and there is no consolation prize.

Therefore, the joining of Grandpa Mo, a double World Ballon d’Or player and captain of the 2014 World Cup champion, has the flavor of targeted poverty alleviation.

Without a championship, there is no kingly spirit. What Grandpa Mo brings is the kingly spirit. His goal gave Tottenham the courage to fight against Manchester City, just like the poor people who have no direction in life and are eagerly waiting for the poverty alleviation cadres.

"Folks, you miss me so much~"

Including Kane, the six idiots in the frontcourt fought for each other in a more realistic way, making Manchester City go crazy.

In the 34th minute, Tottenham launched a threatening attack. Grandpa made a long pass from the backcourt and the point was very deep. Under Kane's effective pressure, Laporte's header was not strong enough to clear the ball. It did not go far and was caught by Lamela who followed up in the middle.

Lapo was eager to hit the outside, and Kane very cleverly ran to the outside of him, immediately forming a one-knock-one-knock open routine. Lamela pushed the ball out, and Kane turned around and made a single shot.

The timing and footwork of Grandpa Mo's long pass were amazing. At this time, Manchester City's defense was in position, but not in the most needed position.

At the critical moment, Zhuoyang appeared behind Lamela and successfully took away the football with a sacrificial tackle from behind.

Frankly speaking, since the beginning of the new season, Zhuoyang has not been as hard-working on defense as before. He usually just runs the position and is stuck in the line. He retreats to the backcourt in such a wide range and plays a desperate role as a mule. He rarely does it again. Appear.

There was no other way. The moment Grandpa Mo took off, Zhuo Yang had a premonition of the crisis. If you want to score the goal yourself, I won't stop you, but if you want to do the whole thing, it's too shameless.

Risking a foul or even injury, the striker intercepted the ball and Lamela was thrown out.

The young man was stubborn. He stood up and chased Zhuoyang desperately. Unexpectedly, Zhuoyang took two quick steps and passed the ball to Xiwa. This rush back and forth was too fierce, and he wanted to slow down. After passing the ball, Zhuoyang almost stopped in place.

"Bang!"

Lamela, who couldn't stop the car, suddenly bumped into the back, almost making Zhuo Yang lie down, rubbing the back of his head and jumping up and down.

Lamela and Zhuo Yang were about the same height, and their noses hit the back of their heads, causing blood to flow from them.

The game had to be suspended, but Zhuo Yang was kind-hearted and even went to greet Lamela. This guy was quite a fierce guy and didn't take this matter seriously. After blocking his nose, he gave Zhuo Yang a high five and a brief hug. The scene was very touching at one point.

When the game restarted, Tottenham continued to rush and scramble, while Manchester City continued to take their time and find patterns in the chaos.

In the 44th minute, the two Silvas connected. Seat B crossed the ball to Xiwa. Bald David leaked the ball under his crotch and teased Trippier, followed by a long shot with his left foot.

This choice of handling the ball was very unpopular. Lloris was caught off guard and missed the ball. Jesus picked up the ball in the penalty area, but Sanchez blocked it in time and did not give him a chance to eat the white cake.

Smooth and unambiguous, he immediately returned to Walker on the flank. Spurs' quick whirlwind attack did not panic Walker. He calmly returned to the winger.

After going around in such a circle, Tottenham's formation was completely stretched. Feiniao turned around to let the ball pass, and then passed the ball to the front line with the outside of his instep.

During this process, Zhuo Yang had been battling wits and courage with Grandpa Mo. Now he resorted to the traditional trick of stopping suddenly, turning around and then starting up again, bullying Grandpa Mo's slow turn. But this time, my grandfather did not suffer any loss, and directly stepped back to create distance, giving Zhuo Yang space to take the ball and dribble, but not to break through the line.

There are thousands of defensive experts in football, but even if they are as valuable as Grandpa Mo, the head coach will not leave Zhuo Yang's defense to him alone. After all, there is no fool who can be the head coach in the five major leagues.

Zhuo Yang and Grandpa Mo were in trouble with each other, and the situation was temporarily frozen. They were on defense and attacking, bending over like two shrimps. Dembélé quickly came up from the side and broke the silence.

Zhuoyang lifted the ball with the outside instep of his right foot. It was fake. Dembele, who rushed up from the left, was easily staggered. When Zhuoyang took the football one step back, he was like a time-controlled train running from Zhuo Mo to the other. It rushed past.

Grandpa Mo cursed in his heart: Silly... Stupid.... Grandpa felt a coldness in his crotch: ...Fuck, fuck!

Zhuoyang made a coherent movement, pulling the ball backwards and then swinging his calf to volley. The football flew close to the back leg of Dembele, the time control player, and then passed through the high crotch of Grandpa Mo.

The thief in shooting is all about stealing peaches from the crotch.

Grandpa Mo didn't expect it, and Lloris didn't expect it either. The football plowed the turf and slid into the lower left corner of the goal like a snake.

"You bitch...you don't have martial ethics."

Zhuoyang didn't care about you, he went to celebrate happily. 2:1, Manchester City regained the lead, and the pressure returned to Tottenham.

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Not long after the restart, the first half was over.

Grandpa Mo was explaining something to Sanchez while walking at the other end of the field. Zhuoyang strolled slowly thinking about waiting for him, and Lamela happened to walk side by side.

Because of the 'nosebleed relationship' just now, Zhuo Yang nodded to him kindly.

However, Lamela's brain short-circuited again.

"Hey, damn Chinaman, you're such an Asian idiot."

To be honest, Zhuo Yang was a little confused. I can’t even remember the last time I was racially profiled on the court. It seemed like a lifetime ago. I am so awesome, like Pan Donkey or Deng Xiaoxian, who else would dare?

His face slowly fell: "You say it again?"

"You... little~"

How can I allow you to say it a second time? Lamela's neck was directly pinched by Zhuo Yang and lifted up like a chicken. His feet didn't leave the ground, and Zhuo Yang didn't have that much strength.

The two sides quickly gathered around the sidelines. When the Manchester City people saw Zhuo Yang taking action, they started to roll up their sleeves without thinking about anything. Each of them looked quite generous and Ren Xia.

Tottenham had to protect their own family, so they had no choice but to start a fight regardless of the reason. The chaos on the sidelines was broken up after Grandpa Mo arrived.

"Cough~cough~, I'm joking, cough, I'm joking." Lamela explained while coughing.

"Brother, what's wrong?" Grandpa Mo asked.

"Go and ask him." Zhuoyang said, "Grandson, you are very talented, I will help you."

"What's wrong? What's wrong?" Grandpa Mo looked anxious.

It is difficult for Zhuo Yang to repeat these words. "Ask him! He will die today anyway, grandpa, don't stop him."

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