Green Life

"Beautiful, Mark, Liverpool's counter attack~"

McCarthy went on to say: "What I admire the most about Mark is that he knows how to play football innately. The whole situation immediately became brighter with his pick just now."

Peterson nodded in agreement, and said, "It is estimated that Fili (Neville) still underestimated Mark. Although he has gained a lot of fame, if the ball just now was Ronaldo, he would never have been so reckless."

"Let's see how Mark is going to push the ball~, oh? It's beautiful~~~"

Ma Keqin waded the ball to the middle, forming a posture of four arrows. The remaining two defenders of Everton and the chasing right back Hibbert were immediately attracted to the middle. He took two steps, followed by Al Teta and Neville were desperately chasing back. During the running process, they pushed the arch of their right foot in the opposite direction. Aurelio took advantage of the trend on the wing and accelerated past halftime.

Don't look at Aurelio's body, this speed is really not covered. He, Mark Qin, and Gerrard started at the same time. When Aurelio brought the ball to the 30-meter area of ​​Everton, Mark Qin was already behind them Both have two persons.

Yobo hurriedly moved closer to his right to block Aurelio. Hibbert immediately accelerated in a straight line and went to fill Yobo's position. Stubbs was already entangled by Voronin. , the restricted area is empty.

When Voronin saw it, he immediately ran to the other side of the penalty area, took away Stubbs, and also missed the middle lane. Gerrard did not slow down at all, but accelerated towards the gap in the middle lane that Yobo came out of. .

Mark Qin was unguarded, and Neville was still two meters behind him. Aurelio did not continue to bottom, and pushed it to Mark Qin with a sweep of his left foot. Mark Qin pushed the ball comfortably in On the route of Gerrard in the penalty area, he does not need to pass the ball, nor does he need to stop the ball, he only needs one kick to solve the battle.

"Gerrard~, one-handed~, oh~, Hibbert pushed him down, no doubt about the penalty, Clattenburg pointed to the spot"

Just now, Gerrard was about to raise his foot to volley. Hibbert estimated that his brain was short-circuited, so he stretched out his arm and pushed Gerrard down. Mark raised his hands high, and the penalty kick was the same!

Clattenburg quickly ran over and pointed to the 12-yard point. Gerrard turned his head and saw that he breathed a sigh of relief. Any penalty in this kind of derby is possible, and it is not impossible for the referee not to judge.

The Everton players didn't protest either. There was really nothing to say. Clattenburg stood where Gerrard had fallen, pointed to the twelve yards, and then beckoned Hibbert to come over, apparently ready to draw a card.

Benitez clenched his fists, and his adjustment was successful! Moyes frowned helplessly. The joy and anger of the two people in the camera was in stark contrast. Just a few minutes ago, their expressions were reversed.

Clattenburg took out the yellow card, just as Gerrard stood up next to him, "Hey, Mr. referee, he fouled a possible shooter in the penalty area directly. There is no defender behind him. According to the rules, this is a red card." , you can’t change the penalty scale just because you consider it is the opponent’s home game.”

Clattenburg probably had a short-circuit in his brain, he thought for a while, and actually pulled out the red card from behind his butt.

When Hibbert came over, he saw Clattenburg take out a yellow card, and he breathed a sigh of relief. He was also afraid of being fined, but he didn't know what Gerrard said when he got up. Became a ruby!

Moyes was still frowning and thinking about how to kick after being equalized. Seeing this scene, he immediately exploded and rushed to the fourth official, "Hey, why did the yellow card become a red card and Gerrard became a red card?" Is the referee?"

Peterson and Mika were also a little confused, "This is~, the referee changed the sentence?"

"No, he hasn't given a penalty yet. It's just that he first took out a yellow card and then changed the red card. The key is that Gerrard didn't know what he said, which makes people daydream."

"This foul,

Ordinarily, yellow cards and red cards are all in the past, and it mainly depends on the sentencing scale of the referee, so~~"

"Haha, Derby is not controversial, is it still called Derby?"

The stadium was full of boos, "shit referee, go home", "did you take black money from Liverpool, soulless", "F**k"

Everton's players quit immediately, they surrounded Clattenburg, captain Neville said angrily: "Mr. A yellow card, you can't make a penalty like this."

Clattenburg first wrote down Hibbert's number on the red card, put a bag on his butt, and said: "I haven't made a penalty yet, and I haven't been affected. He was the last person to foul in the penalty area. According to the rules, a penalty kick Plus a red card, no doubt"

"No, no, the referee, this is a derby, you can't change the penalty at will"

Hibbert also excitedly defended, "Mr. Referee, penalty kicks and yellow cards are fine, but the red card is too serious, my foul is not enough for a red card, and you can't be changed by the opponent's player at will."

"Phili, tell your players to disperse and back off, or I don't mind drawing a few more yellow cards," Clattenburg gestured to draw cards again.

"OKOK, we will appeal." Neville had no choice but to persuade the players to disperse. Hibbert shook his head and walked towards the field with a mocking face.

"Moyes, please calm down!", the fourth official comforted Moyes, "I will write it in the game record, but this foul is undisputed, and the referee's penalty is not misjudged. Please go back to the coach's area first. Respect the referee"

"I respect shit, he sent off my player, it would have been a yellow card, he ruined the game!"

"Referee, come here, Moyes insulted the referee," said the fourth official, turning his back to the headset.

"Oh, oh, the situation at Everton has taken a turn for the worse. Moyes was given a yellow card by the referee, and he is still chattering~. Less than ten minutes into the second half, Everton was sent off, and they were also sentenced to a point. ball"

The stadium seemed to be boiling, filled with all kinds of abuse, only the Red Army fans were singing and dancing.

It's his first goal in the league. The efficiency of the goal, what should I say, forget it, let's not talk about it.

Mark Qin and Gerrard hugged Dirk and celebrated wildly on the sidelines. He bared his teeth and waved his fist at the stands, "Souls, you shush, you laugh~, come again~", more and more The players pressed up, there is nothing more exciting than scoring the goal of the enemy~

The Red Army fans flocked to the front, hissing and shouting in response to the celebrating Liverpool players below, and countless red bars cheered in unison, spilling their liquor, "Dirk (Durter)~, Dirk~"

"Hehe, originally this was a very beautiful counterattack, but it was full of controversy due to one foul and one penalty. It is estimated that the two sides will still entangle after the game~"

After the re-kick-off, Everton did not make any substitutions. Like Liverpool, they originally played with five backs, and it was enough to move a central defender to the wing.

Ma Keqin felt that the sky became clearer all of a sudden, and he could finally control the ball comfortably. In the first half, Hibbert and Neville were the main defenders against him.

Moyes must have done research on him before the game. It was difficult for Hibbert to turn around. Neville tackled him twice, otherwise he would not have known that Neville was big when Gerrard stabbed him. The probability will come to put the shovel.

Everton reluctantly took it back and stayed in his penalty area, leaving only Yakubu in front.

Yobo's turning speed is obviously not comparable to that of Hibbert, so he firmly guards the bottom line and leaves the inside line for Neville to fill in.

Ma Keqin received the ball from the wing, and took two steps. When Aurelio took Yobo away, he took a few steps laterally, passed Gerrard who was responding, and pushed the ball to the center of the center. Mascherano, there is a gap in the middle.

Mascherano took a long shot and kicked the ball to the corner flag area, hiss, Mark Qin has a toothache, it is said that Mascherano passed the ball well, why is the shot so bad~

No wonder he didn't score goals in Barcelona for several years in the future, Mascherano also felt ashamed, shook his head and walked back.

The rest of the time depends on whether Liverpool can find an opportunity to overtake the score in this half of offense and defense~