The biggest fanatic in football

Chapter 515 How did you break the defense?

Chapter 515 How did you break the defense?

This chapter may not be very respectful of religion.

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February 25th, 2pm sharp.

The sun is shining brightly in the "Theater of Dreams" at Old Trafford.

Even though the temperature is still around freezing.

"This damn place! It's almost March, why is it still so cold!"

Conte, who was wearing a turtleneck sweater and down jacket, muttered something, bowed his head and walked out of the visiting team's locker room, preparing to lead his assistants and seven substitute players to the bench.

The starting 11, led by vice-captain Azpilicueta, stayed in the tunnel and lined up, ready to play at any time.

As mentioned before, the player tunnel at Old Trafford is very narrow, and there is no wall blocking the home and away teams. The two sides stand side by side, only one meter apart, and you can even hear each other breathing.

The home team Manchester United is led by captain Valencia, goalkeeper De Gea, the other three defenders are Lindelof, Smalling, and Ashley Young, and the midfielder is Matic, McTominay, and Pogba.

Composed, the forward trident is Martial, Lukaku, and Sanchez, who was transferred in the winter.

For Chelsea, compared with the midweek Champions League game, a total of three positions have been adjusted. Cahill and Fabregas took turns. Pedro, who was in mediocre form in the last Champions League game, was not included in the squad. With this

At the same time, Golovin, Moses, and Christensen got the chance to start. They are all gearing up and preparing to have a big fight on Manchester United's territory!

Mourinho is standing next to Valencia, exhorting something to the team captain.

Suddenly he noticed that the visiting team's coach had appeared in front of him at some point and even extended his right hand to him.

[Kong Er is stupid, doesn’t he hate me to the core? 】

【You actually took the initiative to shake my hand?】

The opponent took the initiative to show his kindness. Of course, Mourinho had to maintain his grace, stretched out his hand to shake the opponent's hand, and then patted Conte's shoulder with his left hand.

Then, he heard a broken English sentence:

"Now...you can smile more."

Mourinho was stunned for a moment, and then immediately reacted:

[Doesn’t he mean that...after the game starts, I won’t be able to laugh anymore?]

A ball of anger immediately burned in his chest.

He let go of Conti's right hand and turned to his disciples.

He patted Valencia on the shoulder and said through gritted teeth:

"Kill them for me!"

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"Comfortable."

Conte walked out of the tunnel and couldn't help grinning.

Last season, although he led the team to win the league championship, he has been suppressed by Mourinho in the public opinion war. Even many staff within Chelsea believe that he is standing on Mourinho's shoulders.

, to achieve such results.

By this season, Manchester United only stayed at the top of the standings for 8 rounds before slipping all the way to third place. Now, they have completely lost the possibility of winning the championship.

On the other hand, Chelsea is firmly at the top of the list. Why doesn't Mourinho feel secretly jealous of such a stark contrast?

In competitive sports, dishonesty is the original sin. When the point difference between Manchester United and Chelsea widens to 23 points today, Mourinho will only make people laugh if he says "Conte is enjoying the benefits I left behind"!

Although Conte didn't look back, he could still feel it.

The Portuguese who calls himself the "Godfather of the Blues" must be furious at this moment!

[Come on, if I can completely irritate you, the defensive counterattack you are good at will not be impeccable! 】

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Conte still underestimated his opponent.

Despite the raging anger in his heart, Mourinho still repeatedly warned Valencia and Pogba:

"The first task is to stabilize the defense line and don't fight them!"

"Be patient, especially strangle the midfielder's passing route to Lee Polo. If he has a tendency to take the ball, destroy it as soon as possible!"

He originally wanted to add:

"If possible, I allow you to provoke him with words or small actions, thereby irritating him and then being punished by the referee!"

But Mourinho only thought for a second and rejected this tactic.

Opposing Lee Poirot are Lindelof and Smalling, as well as defensive midfielder Matic, and 21-year-old McTominay. These four big men are almost all inarticulate men.

, tying them together can’t compare to Li Polo’s half-open mouth!

We can only put our hopes on Pogba, the core of the midfield!

Mourinho was about to have a private conversation with Pogba when he saw Li Polo standing next to the French genius and glanced at his hair in surprise:

"Hey, didn't you get a special hairstyle today?"

Pogba rolled his eyes and said nothing.

Of course he knew what the guy across from him wanted to do. He was just mocking himself for not being professional enough through his hairstyle.

He had already predicted Li Poluo's thoughts, so he deliberately kept the simplest hairstyle today...

But Li Polo did not let him go:

"You don't think you can beat me as long as you focus on football and hair style?"

Li Poluo laughed:

"It's useless, the gap between you and me is even bigger than the gap between you and the pig!"

[Negative sentiment from Paul Pogba, +999!]

Pogba couldn't help but hit Li Polo on the chin with a bottom-up Lushan Shenglongba!

Li Poluo, who was caught off guard, was hit by him and took three steps back. He was completely confused!

[What did I say? Can you let him break through the defense directly? 】

[Isn’t this a very common way of provocation? 】

Pogba grabbed his neck and pressed him against the wall. There were even a few bloodshot eyes:

"I'm going to kill you!"

He...is not a very devout believer!

Lee Polo publicly insulted his own beliefs. How could this be tolerated?

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"What is he doing?!"

Mourinho, who witnessed this scene with his own eyes, suddenly heard a buzz in his head.

The midfield general he had high hopes for actually hit him in full view of everyone!

No matter what provocative remarks Lee Polo said, this will not be an excuse for Pogba to take action!

Sure enough, the referee Atkinson on duty appeared at the scene of the incident immediately. He showed no mercy and directly showed the red card to Pogba who was causing trouble!

Then he asked:

"You can explain now."

After seeing the red card, reason returned to Pogba's brain.

He let go of his right hand and said bitterly:

"He insulted my religious beliefs!"

Li Polo covered his chin and shook his head hard:

"No, I don't. Although I am an atheist, I have always maintained the most basic respect for God or the Virgin Mary."

Pogba couldn't help but pinch his right fist again:

"I'm a Muslim! Not a Christian!"

Li Polo was stunned for a moment:

"Sorry, to me, it makes no difference. I don't think my conversation with you has anything to do with religious beliefs."

"And...you seemed to have insulted Christians just now."

Including Atkinson, many players looked at Pogba with strange eyes.

After all, although France has completely fallen into green, in England, God is still the true God.

Boba, who accidentally let the news slip, suddenly changed from a "victim" to a target of public criticism...

His arrogance was completely extinguished by Li Polo!

Li Polo did not take advantage of his illness to kill him, but took the initiative to end this boring dispute:

"We are football players, not religious debate contestants, okay?"

Then he pointed outside:

"Now, you can go to the stage and rest."

Seeing him with no guilt, Pogba couldn't help but bite his back molars!

[Horse rider, you yellow-skinned monkey, why do you show off your power in front of me!]

[You Asians are the descendants of us black people for eternity!]

[Negative sentiment from Pogba, +1234!]

(End of chapter)

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