The biggest fanatic in football

Chapter 537 I really love Camp Nou!

Displaying the jersey in the away game is certainly a provocative move from a certain perspective.

Referee Bruchy stared at Li Polo nervously, worried that his celebration would anger the home fans or even trigger a vicious incident!

But Lee Polo showed great restraint. Apart from displaying his jersey with his teammates, he did not make any other provocative words or actions.

As for the 100,000-person Camp Nou, in addition to giving Lee Polo a wave of desperate negative emotions, most of the fans just sat there.

Only a few extreme fans threw a few coins and plastic cups into the stadium...

Bruchy secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and at the same time released his right hand that was in his pocket, holding the yellow card, and walked quickly to the center circle, indicating that Barcelona could start a new round of attack.

It was different from what he imagined. Messi seemed stunned for a moment, and then passed the ball to Busquets behind him. Professor Busquets obviously didn't have much energy, and he passed a diagonal pass directly to the man who had just moved forward.

William...

William rushed into the penalty area and hit Ter Stegen with a blast!

Fortunately, Pique still retained his natural skills, saw through his forward route, stretched out his foot in advance to block the ball out of bounds, leaving Chelsea with a corner kick.

Fabregas stood energetically in the corner flag area. Rudiger, Christensen, Alonso and other backcourt players simply did not participate in the attack, leaving the penalty area to Lipolo alone...

Facts have proved that they indeed overestimated Lee Polo.

In the double-team of five strong men including Pique, Umtiti, Busquets, DePaul and Gomez, although Li Polo saw the landing point of the pass, he couldn't grab the position at all!

Lipolo, who was determined to defeat Barcelona in an upright manner, did not use diving or killing tactics. Even when Busquets elbowed him in the chest, he did not fall to the ground in an exaggerated manner and asked the referee for help.

Barcelona's subsequent counterattack was a bit anticlimactic. Dembele ran 30 meters and sent a cross, but Suarez's shot in front of the goal was perfectly missed, allowing Courtois to easily confiscate it.

Facts have proved that even Su Ya, a professional player in fairy ball, was unable to accurately grasp every shot after his physical fitness declined.

And because he ran too aggressively in the first 70 minutes, Messi's physical fitness is no longer enough to support him running all over the field. In this counterattack, he was 20 meters behind Su Ya, and there was no way to form effective support!

In the last 15 minutes of the game, Barcelona fell into a completely passive situation. Especially after Lipolo retreated to the midfield, whether it was Busquets, DePaul or Gomez, they were all restrained by him and could hardly control them.

ball.

As a result, Alba and Roberto could only move forward to create more contact points in the midfield and frontcourt.

But it was their forward movement that caused the defense to fall into a void. In the 83rd minute, Kante and Li Polo teamed up to block Messi's forward penetration. Li Polo rounded his right foot and made a long pass, which he blew personally.

The charge horn for counterattack sounded!

Willian, who had worked hard for 83 minutes, still had the physical strength to sprint at this moment. He drove straight along the smooth right road, and Pique could only chase with tired steps.

Fortunately, William is no longer young after all. When he caught up with the football, his legs were a little weak, giving Pique a chance to fill in.

"Return!"

Peake, who had just caught up with William, suddenly heard a familiar voice coming from behind his head.

【Li Polo!】

[How can he still have the physical strength to sprint so fast?!]

Pique, who had no time to think, quickly used his hands and feet to knock Willian down to the ground before the ball-carrying William entered the penalty area, thus receiving a yellow card...

William was lying on the grass and gasping for air. Then he saw his No. 1 teammate and reached out to pull the fouled Pique up from the ground.

"???"

William couldn't believe his eyes!

【Li Polo!】

【Did you get the wrong person? 】

【I am your teammate!】

【It was me who was knocked down by him!】

【Why are you pulling him?!!】

[Negative emotions from William, +233!]

Lee Polo patted Peake's butt lovingly and brushed the grass clippings away for him:

"Get up quickly, I'm still fighting for a header with you!"

Pique, who had just sprinted 50 meters, was now weak in his legs and unable to fight anymore. He could only look at him with gritted teeth:

[My current state is as if I have just been squeezed eighteen times by Shakira, a tigress. How can I compete with you for a header?!]

Lipolo ignored this and almost helped Pique into the penalty area, waiting for Alonso to take a corner kick.

He even issued warnings to Umtiti, Busquets, Gomez and others not to approach:

"Don't come over here, I want to have a one-on-one duel with Pique!"

Professor Bu looked at his teammates with pity:

【Bless yourself, brother!】

【I can’t run at all now!】

Pique, who was hugged around the waist by Li Polo, was in trouble!

I can only watch Alonso take a deep breath and then draw an arc!

The football passed over the heads of Umtiti, Busquets and Gomez and spun into the penalty area.

The target is very clear, that is the top of Li Polo's head!

Pique took a deep breath. In these ten seconds, he felt that he had regained some of his strength, so he used both hands to grab Li Polo's jersey!

【??!!】

Li Polo didn't expect that Piqué would still have the strength to stop himself from taking off. Due to his carelessness, he was torn off by him!

There was only a soft "stab" sound, and a large piece of the jersey behind him was torn off!

Li Polo fell to the sky and fell in the penalty area, hearing a sharp whistle not far away:

"drop!"

【It’s really not a worry!】

[How can I, a strict and fair German, turn a blind eye to such a big move like yours?]

Bruchy scolded her in her mind and took out the card unselfishly.

He directly passed the yellow card and showed his ultimate weapon to Pique:

Red card! Penalty kick!

Pique shook his head and threw the rag in his hand to the ground.

Valverde closed his eyes in pain on the sidelines.

As painful as him were the 97,000 Barcelona fans in the audience!

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"I'm tired."

Li Polo, who was helped up by William, exhaled and made a substitution gesture to the coach on the sidelines.

Conte was obviously stunned for a moment. He didn't expect that he would take the initiative to ask for a substitution, and then quickly turned to the bench:

"Oliver, prepare..."

He suddenly stopped and changed his words instantly:

"Loark, you come and replace Polo!"

Remy jumped up when his name was called:

"Brother Polo, I will protect this victory for you!"

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"Whoosh!"

After Li Polo came off the field, Hazard, who had no mental baggage, stood at the 12-yard point and scored in one fell swoop, rewriting the score to 4:3, and the total score expanded to 9:4.

Barcelona fans who persisted for more than 80 minutes finally couldn't bear it and began to leave in large numbers...

Then, in the last few minutes, this scene appeared:

Chelsea players went crazy at Camp Nou. In just 5 minutes, they passed the ball 100 times!

"Dip, drip, drip~~~"

Bruchy, who couldn't bear to watch anymore, gave up the injury time plan and blew the whistle directly!

Valverde's heart is broken!

But he tried his best!

Messi once showed his peak form, scoring two goals and one pass to prove that his sword is still young, but the opponent Li Polo crushed Barcelona's hope of comeback with three goals!

Moreover, this time, Li Polo gave up his pre-match mental attacks and all off-the-table tricks, as well as traditional tactics such as shoveling and destroying people. He just used his invincible physical fitness and a few cheats to win the victory with dignity!

As a professional coach, I am convinced that I have lost!

Go shake hands!

Valverde shook his head, straightened his tie, and prepared to show his host's demeanor.

Then...he heard a burst of laughter like a barbell.

I saw Li Poluo striding towards him with an unabashed smile on his face, and even extended his right hand in advance:

"I love Camp Nou! It's great here!"

"Next season, I will come here to feel the warm welcome of the fans!"

Valverde's eyes were completely broken:

【Don’t come here if you are riding a horse!】

【You are not welcome at Camp Nou!】

[It is because of you that I became the first Barcelona coach to be eliminated in the top 16 in the past 10 years! 】

[Look at Atletico Madrid next door. They were placed in the same group as Chelsea this season and were directly sent to the Europa League! 】

[Even if we want to avoid the same fate as Atletico Madrid, we, Barcelona, ​​have to decide on the La Liga championship this season! 】

[Negative sentiment from Valverde, +1234!]

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I've been having such a miserable time lately.

The epidemic has recurred again. Meetings were held in the early morning, external staff were cancelled, and only regular employees were allowed to work to death without any money...

I worked from 4:30 to 12:30 today, woohoo~~~

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