The biggest fanatic in football

Chapter 452 Brother Polo, reward me with an assist!

mmp, I accidentally posted today’s manuscript last night...

Don't you have to be exhausted today?

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October 24th.

In the evening, a drizzle fell on the Goodison Park stadium, which looked a little deserted.

Looking at the empty stands, Lee Polo's mood became as melancholy as the autumn rain.

"The Toffees' home stadium has a maximum capacity of over 40,000, but the ticket sales situation today seems not to be optimistic. Not even half of the tickets have been sold..."

England commentator Lineker couldn't ignore the problem.

As the commentator of Liverpool legend Carragher, he originally did not need to give any face to his rivals in the same city, but the embarrassing thing is... everyone knows that Carragher was an Everton fan when he was a boy!

And there are also a large number of Everton supporters in his family!

He had no choice but to type haha:

"This is understandable. Everton has not performed well this season. It is currently only fourth from the bottom and only 2 points away from the relegation zone. As a result, head coach Koeman was fired by the club last week. Compared with competing for the cup championship, it is better to

It is more realistic to concentrate on league relegation..."

Another guest commentator was Manchester United legend Rio Ferdinand. He took a look at the League Cup schedule and nodded slightly:

"Jamie is right. Liverpool gave up in the third round of the League Cup to remain competitive in the league. By the way, where are you ranked now?"

Carragher's face suddenly turned red.

As early as more than a month ago in the third round, Liverpool lost 0:2 to Leicester City.

And Liverpool, which is "full of impact on the league", is currently only ranked 9th, only 4 points more than its city rival Everton.

In the Champions League group stage, Liverpool did not show too much competitiveness. Although they beat Maribor, the weakest team in the group, 7:0 on the road, they still lost to the Royals 1:3 even at Anfield.

Madrid, and then tied with CSKA Moscow. The record of 1 win, 1 draw and 1 loss is not satisfactory.

Being slapped in the face by his old rival on the spot, Carragher suddenly couldn't sit still.

He wanted to forcefully regain the field for his old club, but there was no way to get through, so he could only focus on the competition.

Then he saw Lee Polo near the center circle, easily knocking away Rooney who was advancing with the ball...

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[Negative sentiment from Wayne Rooney, +49!]

England's top scorer, who once dominated the continent with his impact, has now become a pile of rotten meat.

Although he scored 4 goals in 9 games this season, averaging close to 0.5 goals per game, everyone can see that he has never been able to reach his peak in terms of speed, strength, physical fitness, jumping, running and confrontation ability.

shadow.

You know, in the last two seasons at Manchester United, he only scored 13 league goals. Since Ferguson retired in 2013, Rooney's condition has begun to decline off a cliff!

In the 11th minute, Lu Xiaopang, who was unconvinced, forced himself to speed up again and signaled his teammates to pass the ball to him.

But the result did not change at all. Lee Polo was like a big mountain, blocking him perfectly. He just stretched out his right foot and lightly poked the football, and Rooney lost the ball!

【Rooney, +74!】

Seeing the negative emotions still in the double digits, Li Polo couldn't help but shook his head.

While sweeping the ball to Fabregas, he launched a mental attack on Lu Xiaopang:

"You just turned 32, but you look like you could almost be Ronaldo's uncle!"

Perhaps because of the mention of Ronaldo's name, Rooney's eyes suddenly became fierce.

【Rooney, +444!】

Li Polo showed a smile:

"That's right, use all your skills, and then... be completely defeated by me!"

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"Bang!"

Five minutes later, Lee Polo stole Rooney for the third time. After losing the ball, Lu Xiaopang was so angry that he directly used a sweeping kick, tripping him up while dribbling the ball, and vented his anger with a yellow card.

of anger.

After all...Rooney is an old teammate who has played with him for many years!

“Wise choice!”

Lee Polo nodded to Rooney:

"If I were you, with such a disparity in strength between the two sides, the only way to stop the opponent's attack is to rely on fouls!"

Rooney, who was fully affirmed by him, not only showed no gratitude at all, but became even more angry!

【Rooney, +748!】

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Today's Rooney is no longer worthy of Lee Polo's too much energy. He can't even beat Zouma and Christensen!

Rather than bullying veterans, Lee Polo would rather study his shooting skills.

Halfway through the first half, he attempted three long-range shots from the top of the penalty area, but unfortunately only one of them hit the goal and was easily confiscated by the goalkeeper.

If he wants to play with power, it will be difficult for him to hold down the football, causing it to fly directly into the stands.

In the 24th minute, Lee Polo finally kicked a powerful and heavy shot in the right direction, but the football hit Michael Keane's chest directly, causing the central defender to almost pass out on the spot.

Three minutes later, Cesc Fabregas split the ball in the middle. Mount took a look at Lee Poirot and showed no intention of moving forward, so he had to choose to pass in according to traditional tactics.

Batshuayi, who served as the starting center, hit a lion's head in front of the out-of-breath Keane, and the football penetrated Pickford's fingers, 1:0!

"Poor Michael Keane!"

Since Keane came from Manchester United's youth training camp, Ferdinand couldn't help but yelled for his young teammate:

"Li Polo's heavy kick just now obviously affected his performance. I'm afraid his chest is still hurting now!"

Keen reached out and touched his chest.

[It’s not just a dull pain, it’s already a mass of bruises from the beating!]

【Keane, +555!】

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After the team took a one-goal lead, Lee Polo felt no more psychological burden. He continued to frequently get the ball at the front of the penalty area, and then played a game of choice between through balls and long shots.

In the 32nd minute, Batshuayi ran out of space, and Lee Polo, who had good vision, immediately sent a sharp through ball.

Perhaps due to luck, Lee Polo, whose [passing] ability has not yet passed, this through ball was like a little French + Tintin possessed, accurately penetrated Everton's defense, and appeared in Bashu

In front of Yayi.

But... Batshuayi never expected that as the "number one criminal in Remy's notebook", he would be able to receive a direct attack from Lee Polo himself!

Due to insufficient preparation, he had no time to adjust his steps and could only use his left foot to push the ball. Unfortunately, the shot was weak and was easily confiscated by Pickford.

"Ah... my assist!"

Lee Polo, standing at the top of the penalty area, let out a disappointed sigh.

Batshuayi, who missed a great opportunity, is now in a panic!

[This boss is 100% petty!]

[I missed his through ball today, and I’m afraid I won’t be able to catch his pass in the entire game!]

[Not only that, he might even let me go directly! 】

Batshuayi, who finally made it into the starting lineup and opened the scoring, immediately rushed to Lee Polo and bowed his head to the team boss and confessed:

"Sorry for wasting such a wonderful pass of yours..."

Li Polo, who originally wanted to criticize him, saw that his teammates were so sensible and was embarrassed to get angry again:

"It's nothing, we are in the lead."

Mount also came over:

"Brother Polo, why have you never penetrated into the restricted area?"

Li Polo waved his hand reservedly:

"My task in the first half was to defend the midfield. You need to continue to work hard on offense."

Batshuayi quickly stood up and mobilized Mount and William:

"You pass the ball to me more, we will switch to the fourth tactic now!"

Li Polo smiled and did not comment on their improvised response.

The fourth tactic... Batshuayi attracts defense in the middle, and Lee Polo attacks from the back row!

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After only 16 seconds, this change of formation had a miraculous effect.

Chelsea, who had been focusing on ground penetration before, suddenly came up with a high ball pass.

William took the ball from the right, and Batshuayi, who had Keane behind him, headed back. Lee Polo, who suddenly moved forward, volleyed directly 10 meters away from the penalty area!

Fabregas, standing in the front left of the penalty area, clenched his fists instantly.

He roared loudly in his heart:

"My Bro, Come on!"

My big brother, come on!

Batshuayi, who was standing on the line of the small penalty area, was even more nervous:

"Brother Polo, please give me an assist!"

I saw the football was like an out-of-arms shell, grazing the turf and heading straight into the penalty area!

Mike Keane subconsciously wanted to stretch out his feet to intercept, but a sharp pain came from his chest, which made his movements a little slower...

Pickford moved to the right with a lunge, and then swooped sideways!

"puff!"

His left hand felt a strong impact, and then there was a sharp pain in his wrist!

【grass!】

Before Pickford had time to curse, he felt the shell come out of his hand!

Li Polo's long shot finally penetrated his fingers!

2:0!

[Negative sentiment from Pickford, +666!]

"Damn it, did you really get in?"

Lee Polo, who scored the first long-range shot of his career, couldn't even believe his eyes.

But then Batshuayi, Fabregas, Mount and Willian rushed in front of him!

Batshuayi opened his mouth and let out a sigh of relief:

"Boss, your world wave kick can completely destroy Zidane's kick from the sky!"

Fabregas couldn't help but glance at the big boss, and he was secretly alert:

[Isn’t this Belgian the younger brother of Hazard? 】

[Now... are you so blatantly hugging our brother Polo’s thigh? 】

[No! Remy’s recent work has been completely unproductive!]

[Brother Polo just passed the ball to Batshuayi. If he were in the England national team, he would have kicked this black man away! 】

[Hazard, Batshuayi, Mount, and Alonso... Brother Polo must be kept away from these two-faced villains. From now on, he can only be close to my younger brother!]

[A dear minister and a humble man, only we, Chelsea, can dominate Europe!]

(End of chapter)