The biggest fanatic in football

Chapter 427 Simeone was slapped in the face again?

"drop……"

The piercing whistle echoed in the night sky at Calderon Stadium.

Seeing Godin lying on the ground, the referee Irati's heart sank and he quickly rushed to the penalty area and made a "medical personnel enter" gesture towards the sidelines.

Atletico Madrid's medical team didn't hesitate and rushed forward with first aid kits.

Simeone aimed at the fourth official and roared at the top of his lungs:

"He wants to kill my players! Can't you see?"

Almost at the same time, deafening boos erupted from the surrounding stands, and all Atletico Madrid fans were frantically putting pressure on the referee team.

Irati hesitated for a few seconds, then ran to the sidelines and communicated with the linesman and the fourth official.

[Since there is no way for one person to make the decision, let’s put the responsibility on the entire team!]

Atletico Madrid's doctors only looked at it for a few seconds before reporting to the head coach:

"The spine is damaged and the lower limbs temporarily lose feeling. You must be sent to the hospital immediately for detailed diagnosis!"

Simeone strode into the referee team and yelled at Irati:

"He is a murderer! My players are going to be sent to the hospital now! Are you all blind?!"

Irati frowned and avoided his big mouth and returned to the field. After thinking about it for nearly 3 minutes, he finally failed to withstand the pressure from Atletico Madrid and showed a yellow card to Li Polo.

Li Polo explained to him innocently:

"Referee, I was just jumping to compete normally, but he jumped too low!"

Erati shook her head at him:

"Shut up, we are not fools!"

Li Polo shrugged his shoulders:

"I respect your decision, but I also insist that this is not a foul."

Erati looked at him, feeling a little impressed.

[Whether it’s his foul play or his shamelessness, this kid has a bit of an old-school player style!]

-

After Godin left the field with a serious injury, Simeone could only replace Jimenez, but the first half of the game came to an end before the latter had time to warm up.

Back in the visiting team's locker room, assistant coach Alessio called out to Lee Polo alone:

"In the second half, you are not allowed to do such dangerous actions again!"

Li Polo stretched out his left hand, gave him an "OK" gesture, and then returned to his position.

Conte's eyes stayed on him for three seconds, and then returned to the tactical board in front of him:

"Atletico didn't attack our penalty area many times in the first half, but that doesn't mean they didn't pose a threat. We have emphasized many times that the last 20 minutes of the second half are when they are most dangerous!"

After seeing the players nodding, he walked up to Li Polo:

"Do you need more crosses from other teammates?"

Li Polo's eyebrows raised slightly:

"No, thank you."

Conte nodded and turned towards the coaching team area.

With his back to Li Polo, the Italian showed a smile.

He felt that he had mastered Lee Polo's character traits.

This player doesn't need any encouragement or praise, but a little provocation and stimulation!

The louder the doubts, the more explosive his performance! -

Compared to the visiting team, the atmosphere in the home team's locker room was a bit depressing.

Simeone sat in the corner deep in thought, and the players could only wipe the sweat from their bodies and relax.

It wasn't until the 15-minute intermission was about to end that Simeone stood up.

Everyone's eyes were focused on him, wanting to hear the trick to break the situation.

Simone smiled freely:

"I'm sorry, I didn't find a comeback strategy. All I can convey to you is my determination and courage!"

His face was full of fierceness and determination:

"With my determination and courage... let's go on the field! Fight them to the end like 11 men!"

"Especially...Li Polo!"

"Kill him!"

-

"Dip~~~"

Irati blew the whistle to start the second half.

This referee is somewhat preoccupied.

Godin's injury is no small matter at first glance and will inevitably arouse a wave of public attention. As the referee on duty, he also needs to report all details to UEFA in detail.

Fortunately, Atletico Madrid's influence in European football is really limited. If it were a super giant like Real Madrid, Barcelona or Bayern, Manchester United, coupled with the protests of top coaches like Zidane, Guardiola, and Mourinho,

The referee may even be suspended for multiple games.

Ilati secretly clenched her fists and encouraged herself:

[In the second half, you must concentrate! Play these 45 minutes well!]

Before he put down his fist, Lee Polo made a frontal sliding tackle, knocking Cork to the ground who had just received the pass!

Irati subconsciously wanted to blow the whistle, but after recalling it for a long time, he couldn't find the place where Li Polo committed the foul!

The forward's tackle action was not sloppy at all, it was as clean and neat as a standard demonstration, and even had a hint of coolness and handsomeness!

If you stop the game, you will be laughed at by your peers!

-

Lee Polo, who successfully stole the ball, did not rush towards the opponent's penalty area immediately, but distributed the ball to Hazard on the left.

——After all, the technical activity of dribbling the ball forward is really not suitable for me...

Sure enough, the goalkeeper lived up to his expectations, breaking through Atletico Madrid's defensive midfielder Partey with a flick of his eye and heading straight for the back line.

Lee Polo, who was without the ball, accelerated directly and aimed at the opponent's penalty area to launch an attack.

Although Hazard was a great threat, Atletico Madrid's two central defenders still couldn't give up on Li Polo, and could only leave the scoring champion to Juan Fran to deal with it alone.

But Hazard was in good condition today. With a flick of his right foot and a twist of his waist to the right, Fran staggered.

Seeing that Hazard had broken through Forlan, Jimenez could only give up retreating and cover the defensive position for his teammates.

But as soon as he took two steps towards Hazard, the ball king passed a curve ball with the outside of his right foot!

Jimenez subconsciously stretched his neck, but he couldn't touch the ball!

He could only turn his head, and with his peripheral vision, he saw a black figure leaping up in front of the goal and smashing the football into the goal!

"The ball went in! 2:0!"

Zhan Jun's voice suddenly rose:

"It only took less than a minute in the second half, and Chelsea scored! A second pass from Hazard from the wing, and Lee Polo used his best header to expand the score again!"

Zhang Lu, who had just returned from the bathroom, hadn't even sat down yet.

He quickly put on his reading glasses and stared at the replay screen carefully:

"Hazard's pass was really wonderful! He first cleverly got rid of Juanfran, and then lured Jimenez to attack, further weakening the defensive power in front of the goal. As for Lipolo's header

...On the contrary, it is a matter of course!"

Zhan Jun laughed:

"Zhang Zhi is right. In a one-on-one situation, if Lee Polo fails to score this goal, I'm afraid Conte will directly curse!"

-

Conte didn't curse, he was still celebrating warmly with his assistants.

The one who cursed was Simeone of the home team.

The Argentine "bandit coach" was about to appreciate the players' high morale and complete reversal under his encouragement, but now he could only kick away the mineral water bottle!

[I just encouraged them, but they only lost the ball after playing for less than half a minute?]

[I asked you to slap Li Poluo in the face, why did he slap you in the face instead? 】

[Negative sentiment from Simeone, +444!]

(End of chapter)