The biggest fanatic in football

February 22, Mestalla Stadium.

Li Polo, who was standing at the back of the queue, looked at Ronaldo, who was only 2 meters away from him, and showed a meaningful smile. Ronaldo noticed his expression, and suddenly felt that the temperature in the player tunnel seemed to have dropped.

Three or four degrees.

He immediately looked away, but still heard a disgusting voice from the other side:

"Hey, man, you have to work harder. Let me see how powerful the 2016 Golden Globe winner is!" Of course Ronaldo ignored him.

But Lee Polo did not give up, but intensified his efforts:

"Forget it, I'd better go find Messi. His five Ballon d'Ors are the real deal!"

There were faint veins popping up on Ronaldo's neck.

[Real product?]

[Have you asked Sneijder?]

[Just like I didn’t ask Ribery!]

(Negative emotions from Ronaldo, 77!]

"Drip^vn~"

"The referee blows his whistle, and the make-up match between Valencia and Real Madrid officially begins!"

The commentator Zhan Jun cheered up and began the temporarily arranged explanation.

Although it was only a temporary arrangement, he still made detailed preparations:

"The referee is La Liga's No. 1 whistler Malenko, who is known for his strict law enforcement. In the 2010 World Cup match between Germany and Serbia, he took out 9 yellows and one red in one go, creating a small record in the history of the World Cup.

And he sent off Klose, the main striker of Deutsche Chariot at the time."

He paused for a moment and then said casually:

"According to unreliable information, the referee seemed to have taken some care of Real Madrid in past games."

Guest Zhang Lu laughed:

“It’s interesting for the Spanish Football Federation to let a Real Madrid referee referee this hotly contested game, hehehahaha!

Parejo won the right to kick off the ball, so Lipolo became the first player to touch the ball.

He pushed the ball lightly, and Fegulli swept his kick towards Perez, who was 20 meters away. Then the two of them turned around at the same time and ran forward, getting into the two lines of Real Madrid's defense.

Perez originally wanted to control a few more times, but Ronaldo had already rushed towards him. He was so frightened that he quickly gave the ball to Parejo on the right, thus avoiding being kicked in the ankle by Ronaldo.

"Hey, Cristiano Ronaldo worked hard today and actively pressed forward in the first second of the game. It can be seen that he attaches great importance to the outcome of this game!"

Zhan Jun affirmed Ronaldo's attitude.

Zhang Lu also nodded:

"Cristiano Ronaldo is different from Messi. He has always been outgoing and straightforward, and rarely keeps any feelings in his heart. So when we watched the European Cup, he was more excited than the head coach!"

Probably because the game at the beginning was not exciting enough, they started talking about the European Cup half a year ago. When the conversation ended, Lee Polo just finished a shot.

"The ball is too high! A header from Lee Polo!"

Zhan Jun sighed regretfully:

"Feguli's pass from the wing was wonderful. Marcelo was completely shaken by him, but the last pass was a little too high!'

Zhang Lu was also very sorry:

"If it could be lowered by 10 centimeters, Lee Polo would be able to wear it very comfortably."

"Made, do you want me to hit the crossbar directly?'

Li Polo, who failed to score a lightning goal, retreated and taught Feguli a lesson:

"If you could spend half as much time on passing the ball as others, you wouldn't have only 8 assists now!"

Fei Tianwang's pass just now nearly broke his neck before he barely touched the football, so the quality of the header can be imagined.

Feiguli quickly raised his hands and begged the team leader for mercy:

"I was wrong, I was wrong, brother, please stop chanting the curse!"

Li Polo glanced at the bench on the sidelines:

"Munir's passing skills seem to be quite good! He is indeed a product of the La Masia youth academy!"

Feiguli gritted his teeth and clenched his fists:

"Just wait, I will make you feel more comfortable next time!"

Navas took a goal kick and the football flew more than 50 meters before falling near the center circle.

Lipolo, who had retreated to his own half, leaped high, completely suppressed Casemiro, and easily passed the ball to Feguli on the right.

This time, Figuri also used his absolute speed advantage to hit Marcelo in the crotch, and then directly dribbled the ball down! Ramos could only retreat while moving to the right, and was slow to return to defense.

Marcelo, who is one step ahead, can only fill in for him in the middle.

The only central defender left in the penalty area is Varane.

Before Ramos could reach the penalty area line, Feguli made a direct pass!

Ramos' eyelids twitched and he quickly turned to look at the door.

[Fortunately, Varane did not lose his position!]

The "French academic master" is pressing behind Li Polo's butt, making it impossible for him to turn around. In addition, Navas has blocked the near post position. Even if Li Polo chooses to header, it will be difficult for him to head the ball.

Get an angle!

But just a second later, Ramos couldn't help but want to curse!

Li Polo leaned back slightly, and Varane fell to the ground on his back!

Then No. 9 of the home team pulled a green onion from dry land and jumped high at the 12 yard point!

Without Varane's barrier, the shooting angles you can choose to shoot at suddenly become infinitely larger!

He shook his head in the air and hit the ball towards the far post!

Navas, who was guarding the near end, felt his heart sink and immediately stepped back, but it was too late!

"sieve!"

A ball of white waves arose in the visiting team's net!

Li Polo landed lightly, turned his head and glanced at Varane lying at his feet, and shook his head contemptuously:

"You fell down before I even exerted my strength?'

The French defender, who was 191cm tall and weighed 84cm, suddenly felt endless humiliation!

[He, he, he...he pushed me with his butt!]

[His ass... is as hard as iron!]

[Negative sentiment from Varane, 84!]

[Navas,28!]

[Ramos,44!]

[C Ronaldo, 77!]

[Zidane,10!]

"The goal...went in!"

Zhan Jun's voice was a little hesitant because he was a little worried that Li Polo's actions might cause a foul:

"Let's take a look at the replay. Marcelo lost his position, and Figuly went down the right wing. Ramos had to make up for it, but Figuly did not struggle with him and directly crossed the ball. The response was in front of the goal.

Lee Polo... did not make any extra moves. He just relied on his upper body strength to squeeze away Varane who was marking him and gained space to shoot! There was no foul! The goal was valid! Lee Polo scored in the 5th minute of the opening game.

, just conquer the city first for the Bat Legion!"

Akinfenwa, who was watching the live broadcast at Wimbledon, nodded happily and even pulled his son over:

"Look, this kid didn't want to practice core strength at the beginning, and it was my father and I who forced him to practice together!"

Little Ah Jin, who had just turned eight, looked at Lee Polo on TV with admiration:

"Wow, then dad, you are his teacher!"

Akinfenwa proudly raised his right arm, showing off his well-developed biceps.

Little Ah Jin blinked his eyes and asked seriously:

"Then why is he playing in La Liga and you are playing in the Championship?"

[Negative sentiment from Akinfenwa, 6!]