The biggest fanatic in football

Chapter 70 You Can't Play Forward

"Valencia's main center back was sent off with a red card! Barcelona added a penalty kick!"

Valdano looked gloomy and shook his head repeatedly:

"There's nothing worse..."

Rivaldo's face was red with excitement:

"I have long said that no one can stop msn, and no one can resist Messi at full strength!"

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"How can this be a foul?"

"I hit the ball first!"

"He's diving!"

Mustafi was still trying his best to explain to the referee.

Volo high-fived little Neville!

Volo patted his chest proudly:

"What did I just say? We haven't lost yet!!!"

3:1!

When Mustafi was sent off with a red card and the team was about to fall into a crisis, Valencia widened the score gap again!

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"..."

Luis Enrique watched everything on the court solemnly, feeling completely uncomfortable.

God just likes to play tricks on others.

A minute ago, Barcelona had the overall advantage, and it seemed like they could turn the tide of the game in just a few minutes.

But just a minute later, the situation returned to before!

No, no, no, the situation today is even worse than before the red card!

Valencia, who lacks one person to fight but has two goal differences, how can they continue to compete with Barcelona?

If the opponent is determined to attack, how can your team break through their steel defense?

"Dip, drip, drip~~"

That’s the end of the first half!

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"Sorry, Polo, I can't let you play forward."

After returning to the locker room, Nuno was the first to find Lee Polo and sent him a sincere apology.

Lee Polo fully understands this:

"I'll play good defense, coach."

Nuno was very pleased with the players' consideration. He thought about it and directly announced his decision:

"In the second half, Vizzo replaced Rodrigo."

Although Rodrigo was a little reluctant when his name was called, he could only accept the coach's arrangement. After all, even a blind person could see that Barcelona will launch a comprehensive offensive in the second half, and the pressure on the defense will only be greater!

Nuno took another look at Fuego's situation:

"How did you feel in the first half?"

Fuego shook his head slightly:

"I couldn't keep track of Messi, his movement was too flexible."

Regarding his answer, Nuno was not surprised at all. After all, Fuego is already a 32-year-old veteran. How could he completely freeze Messi at his peak?

Nuno nodded and gave his instructions:

"Don't conserve your physical fitness and do your best to limit his performance."

Fuego nodded vigorously:

"Understood."

[Don’t reserve your physical fitness, which means... you can be prepared to be replaced at any time!]

Nuno's eyes turned to DePaul again:

"Drop back into the midfield and don't show mercy to your national team teammates!"

DePaul, who finally started a few games, immediately puffed up his chest:

"I didn't make the national team roster this time, so I don't know him!"

His answer made the originally tense atmosphere feel relaxed and made Nuno smile.

The head coach makes the final arrangements:

"In the second half, our tactics were very simple. Everyone stayed within the 25-meter area, except..."

Everyone's eyes were focused on a bald man with slightly dark skin.

Feguli grinned, revealing his big white teeth:

"You can come to the rescue with your big feet!"

"Leave it to me to fight back!"

Nuno clapped his hands:

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