Pampas waist

Chapter 158 I am a sliding shovel!

Chen Mo didn't know what was happening outside the stadium. He was sitting in the corner of the locker room with a red and blue towel draped over his head. Rijkaard stood in the center, dancing and saying various words of encouragement, but none of these words entered his mind. At this time, he

My mind is still recalling the change of pace at the end of the first half.

Seeing Chen Mo sitting next to him as if in a daze, Messi's eyes were complicated, he looked around cautiously, and put his elbow on Chen Mo's arm: "Have you decided to leave?"

"Well, I'll leave this year in the summer window."

"Is it because of Mr. Laporta's breach of trust?"

Chen Mo was stunned by the sudden question, then nodded seriously and looked at Messi with a sunny smile: "The management's breach of trust and distrust of me is an important reason, but the more important reason is. You know, most of this

Over the years, my relationship with Xavi and Iniesta has become increasingly tense. I don’t want to have any conflicts in the locker room with them. I can’t accept this cold war atmosphere at all, but I’m not willing to let me be a substitute, so

La, I can only leave."

Hearing this, Messi fell silent.

When we first entered La Masia at the age of thirteen, the four of us were roommates next door and often practiced together at night.

They practiced football together, had fun together, and secretly drank Coca-Cola together. Xavi, the oldest among them and already playing in La Liga, could be said to be the one who taught them the most football knowledge besides Guardiola and Enrique.

They are both teachers and friends. Although they always have disputes over football concepts, the friendship over the past three years has been solid.

Seeing that Messi was speechless for a long time, Chen Mo smiled and put his hand on his shoulder: "Don't worry, don't worry, you don't understand my strength yet? As long as you give me a stage, I will definitely become a trump card, and I will wait for my future in the Champions League."

Come and be fucked by me! Not only you, Xavi and Iniesta will also become my losers! When the time comes, I will humiliate you with a big ear cup! Hahaha!"

"You guy."

Zhong Er's words instantly swept away the gloom. Looking at Chen Mo's raised corners of his mouth, Messi smiled silently and shook his head.

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Barcelona took the lead, and Rijkaard did not make many tactical adjustments during the halftime break. Soon, players from both teams returned to the field under the spotlight.

Real Madrid had the right to kick off. As the referee blew the whistle, Ronaldo pushed the ball back to Zidane. Just like in the first half, as soon as Zidane got the ball, Chen Mo rushed towards him, but he didn't rush too fast.

Prevent Zidane from passing him by using inertia.

Facing Chen Mo, who was flying towards him, and looking at the pace of his feet, Qida knew what he was doing, and without any hesitation, he directly pushed the ball to Beckham.

A normal diagonal push, but Chen Mo was keenly aware of the change in Real Madrid's formation. He immediately raised his head to observe. When he saw this, his heart sank immediately. He saw that he had been moving on the left side behind Zidane in the first half.

Beckham appears in the right midfield, and the left back Carlos is very high up, directly to the left winger position!

Not only that, the two forwards Figo and Solari also reached the front of Barcelona's penalty area!

Goalkeeper Casillas.

Central defender Bravo, central defender Helguera.

Right back Salgado, Zidane, Beckham.

Figo, Ronaldo, Raul, Solari, left back Carlos.

"This! This is the 235 formation! It seems that Real Madrid has been forced to adopt such an extreme offensive formation that has long been eliminated!"

"It is indeed very extreme, but I feel it is not completely unreasonable."

"Oh? How do you say that?"

"The main reason why the 235 formation was eliminated was that the pressure on the defensive end was too great during the transition between offense and defense. The two central defenders were hanging at the end. In this case, the opponent could easily cause damage by stealing the ball and playing two wings. However,

But Real Madrid's midfield and frontcourt are all top stars, whether it's Raul, Ronaldo, Figo and Solari on the striker, or Zidane, Beckham and Salgado in the midfield.

They are players with delicate footwork and strong ability to protect the ball. With the ball under their control, it is difficult for Barcelona to seize the ball.

And did you see that Real Madrid's left midfielder Solari directly pushed Barcelona's right midfielder Cocu low, close to the edge of the penalty area, while Carlos played as a wing-back and took away Barcelona's right back Rezger.

, and Chen Mo wants to defend Zidane in the middle!

The right midfielder was pushed to the edge of the penalty area, the right back was taken to the wing, and Chen Mo was locked in the middle by Zidane. In this case, Barcelona's right midfielder was completely empty, and Beckham was in this space! He

There is a long shot, Messi must defend!

This is Real Madrid's killer move! It opens up space for the physically fit Beckham to face off against the weakly defensive Messi! This is not only easy to cause damage, but also consumes a lot of Messi's physical strength. At the same time, because Messi returns to defense, Messi

Xi's position will be pushed very low. In this case, even if Barcelona intercepts the ball and counterattacks, the right wing will not be able to pick up the speed at all!"

"It's such a cruel professional football. I just joined the first team and didn't play two games before being used by the Real Madrid coach as a breakthrough. I hope Messi can withstand this huge pressure."

"Indeed, but Barcelona is not completely helpless. As long as Saviola, who is at the arrow position, retreats to help defend the right midfielder, Messi's pressure will be much less, but this way."

"Barcelona can't counterattack, right? A full retreat of the Trident is equivalent to pulling out its own claws. No one will be afraid of a tiger that has lost its claws. Saviola's retreat will only make Real Madrid's offensive worse.

Unscrupulous.”

The commentator analyzed the situation on the field. Chen Mo naturally understood what they could understand. Seeing Beckham starting to take the ball more and more to find Messi one-on-one, he was equally anxious in his heart, but he did not show it. He just shouted

Let your teammates shrink the defense!

Real Madrid's offensive line is too gorgeous. Rushing forward will only allow them to find space behind them. If they want to successfully defend, they can only shrink the defense line, squeeze the space, and wait for them to make a pass error!

"They are lagging behind, they are more anxious than us!"

"Defense!!!"

Amid Chen Mo's shouts, except for center Saviola, the other nine players in the Barcelona team retreated completely! The focus is on the defensive area at the front and both sides of the penalty area. As long as Real Madrid does not go deep and does not try to take long shots from the front of the penalty area, Barcelona players

Don't shoot out and wait for Real Madrid to make a mistake!

At the beginning, under the crazy siege of Real Madrid, there were bouts of turmoil in Barcelona's defense. Fortunately, Chen Mo, Davis and Puyol all have strong defensive capabilities, especially the right center back Puyol.

He is only 1.78 meters tall, but he is fast, has a tough style of play, and his ability to attack and intercept is very terrifying. He has destroyed several through balls that Beckham sent to Raul after relying on his body to beat Messi!

Time passed bit by bit, and the game situation gradually became deadlocked, but the fans on the sidelines did not feel bored because of this. They could all see that the situation on the field was like a roaring F1 car. Once the handbrake was released, the situation would change instantly.

Change!

Soon, in the 63rd minute of the second half of the game, Beckham received a pass from Carlos in the right midfield. He stretched out his right hand and easily held Messi's chest. Messi pushed with his hand and stretched out his small hand.

The short leg tried to steal the ball, but due to lack of strength, it could not get past Beckham's arm.

After controlling the ball and not paying much attention to Messi's steal, Beckham immediately raised his head to observe. At this moment, a white figure buried in the Barcelona backline suddenly retreated.

"This is!"

With a sharp look in his eyes, Beckham directly grabbed Messi and swept the ball with his left leg towards Zidane in the middle.

The speed of the ball was very fast. When he saw the ball rolling diagonally, Chen Mo had a flash of suspicion in his heart, but the next second, Zidane had already leaned against him with his back and stretched out his left leg to catch the ball.

The golden No. 5, which contained huge power, was squeezed on the chest, and his sight was completely blocked by Zidane's shiny back skull. At this moment, the peripheral vision of his left eye suddenly caught sight of a slightly fat white figure.

"Ronaldo retreated?!"

"He wants to miss this ball!"

In the blink of an eye, Chen Mo understood why Beckham's pass was so fast. He immediately stretched out his hand to press Zidane's waist, used his crotch to push outwards, and at the same time immediately raised his left leg from Zidane's left side.

He stretched out his side to try to intercept the ball, but at this moment, at an angle that Chen Mo couldn't see, Zidane stretched out his left leg to stop the ball instead of going around the ball. Instead, he touched the ball with his ankle and slammed back!

"boom--"

The ball quickly passed under Chen Mo's open crotch. At the same time, Zidane immediately pulled his right shoulder back, turned to the right and advanced!

"Heel pass! My God! This goal is so exquisite! Ronaldo's retreat is just a smoke bomb, Zidane's real purpose is to get past Chen Mo!"

"Oh my God!!! Zidane got rid of Chen Mo and is driving the ball along the middle at high speed! No one can stop Zidane's advancement!! No one!!!"

The situation changed instantly, the commentator roared, and the Real Madrid fans on the sidelines immediately jumped to their feet, looking excitedly at the handsome bald man running the ball along the middle at high speed. At this time, because Chen Mo was passed, Barcelona's entire central goal was wide open!

"Damn it!"

Looking at the rushing Zidane, Davis on the left gave up guarding Figo and rushed towards Zidane with a fierce look on his face. He looked like he was trying to stop his opponent even if he had a trump card, but Qi

Dardenne didn't panic at all. The moment Davis rushed in front of him, he raised his right foot to move the ball.

"You want to use inertia to get past me?!"

Davis didn't hesitate at all, and stretched out his hand to hug Zidane's waist. At this moment, Zidane's raised right foot did not touch the ball, but passed over it.

Seconds, he put his right foot on the ground and kicked his thigh violently, while at the same time pushing the ball forward with the instep of his left foot!

Cycling!

There was no sense of anything fancy while riding the bicycle! In an instant, Davis, who was rushing to the right, was passed by Zidane!

"Bending Buddha, bending Buddha, bending Buddha! Zidane's skills are too exaggerated! This is the master!!!"

"Coming, coming, coming!!! Zidane is dribbling the ball to the edge of the penalty area! This is already within his shooting range!"

The commentator stood up, and the entire audience stretched their necks. Under the spotlight, Zidane, who had passed two people in the midfield, had reached the edge of the penalty area. At this time, because Raul was beside him, Puyol did not dare to go up.

He could only put his hands behind his back and retreat continuously.

Seeing this scene, Zidane didn't hesitate at all. He pushed the ball out with the outside of his right foot, pulled up his right leg and was about to shoot. But at this moment, suddenly, a black shadow came from the corner of his eye.

The target is the football at his feet!

"who?!"

For a ten thousandth of a second, there was no room to think. Zidane instinctively stepped on the ball and pulled it back with his left foot. The next second, Messi, who was sliding in, slid past him!

"hateful!"

Watching his toes almost grazing the ball, watching Zidane raise his left foot to shoot on the spot, running more than 30 meters to shovel, a trace of despair flashed in Messi's eyes, and at this moment, he

His eyes suddenly opened wide, and through the corner of his eye under Zidane's crotch, he saw a familiar figure rushing towards Zidane's back quickly!

The next second, Zidane suddenly raised his left foot and hit the ball.

"Dong——"

Instead of the feeling of the ball, the feedback from the instep of the left foot is more like hitting a strong sandbag!

Shocked, he looked down and saw that the ball had flown out of the baseline, and his left foot was hitting an outstretched inner calf muscle!

There was a dead silence in the audience, and the commentator was even more shocked. He was speechless for a long time. After two seconds, the passionate roar returned to the Bernabeu Stadium!

"Oh my God!!! It's Chen Mo! He came back? When did he come back?!"

"He was just squatted with his big butt shake, and he immediately chased back thirty meters. And he is really not afraid of getting hurt at all?! What a terrifying competitive spirit!"

(End of chapter)