The biggest fanatic in football

Chapter 615 He attacked me with poison gas!

In the 65th minute of the game, Belgium took the lead in making substitutions.

The second card Martinez played was to replace left wing back Chadli with Carrasco to maintain the offensive and defensive intensity on the left.

Although Lingard, who is facing Chadli, is not top-notch in absolute speed, Lin’s tireless running and elusive movement, coupled with Lee Polo and Henderson often coming to support, Chadli is really a bit

Tired of coping.

In addition to his physical advantage, Carrasco, who just came on the field, also has the ability to make long passes and long shots. Martinez is obviously still dreaming about completing a reversal.

But what best reflects Belgium's ambition is another adjustment.

Fellaini, who was originally a defensive midfielder, actually stood beside Lukaku majestically!

“Belgium is really not willing to miss out on the championship!”

He Wei couldn't help but cheer for them:

"They gave up the defense in the middle and wanted to use a combination of long shots and crosses to pry open England's dense defense!"

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Belgium's tactics are indeed very targeted. If any opponent in the top 32 were to hit the header with their height advantage, there is a high probability that a new natural enemy would be created.

But their opponent today is the "England Head Team" who regard headers as their special weapon!

Cahill and Maguire, both 194cm tall, are the highest-altitude central defender partnership in this World Cup!

If they were just competing for header ability, they would not lose to any opponent!

——Li Polo is not an opponent, but a teammate.

In the 71st minute, Hazard's long shot was blocked and Belgium got a corner kick.

De Bruyne's corner kick was quite exquisite, but the Lukaku he was looking for was like a frightened little hen under Maguire's strong pressure. Not only did he not have a chance to take off, he even broke his neck.

They all shrank up...

Ma Datou made a successful clearance, and Lingard sent the ball directly to the frontcourt with an overhead hook without turning around!

Sterling and Lee Poirot were on the left and right at high speed. The Belgian side did not relax. Four players, Carrasco, Vertonghen, Alderweireld and Meunier, quickly retreated.

In addition to Meunier guarding Sterling, the other three players all aimed at Lee Polo who was dribbling the ball!

Carrasco and Vertonghen form the first line of defense, while Toby is waiting for an opportunity to fill in at the front. With the strength of the three of them, they are confident to stop any opponent!

"Calm down! His dribbling skills are average, we have a chance!"

The experienced Vertonghen was shouting to stabilize the morale of his teammates while staring at Lipolo's right foot.

As a Tottenham player, he certainly knows the opponent in front of him.

【He slowed down? Very good!】

Seeing that Lee Poirot's speed had slowed down after receiving the ball, Vertonghen did not immediately relax his vigilance. Instead, he cheered up even more, fearing that this was just the calm before the storm.

"You are very cautious!"

While Lee Polo was dribbling the ball forward, he was still in the mood to talk.

But as soon as he finished saying this, he couldn't help opening his mouth and burping, and a burst of alcohol immediately spurted out.

"A sneeze!"

Vertonghen couldn't help but sneeze when the smell of alcohol was sprayed on his face at close range!

The next second he opened his eyes, he saw that Li Polo had broken out from him!

"this……"

[Referee, take a look, he attacked me with poison gas!]

【This is simply inhumane!】

Vertonghen wants to cry but has no tears!

I just closed my eyes and sneezed, how could such a big pineapple escape?!

[Negative sentiment from Vertonghen, +847!]

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【I knew something would happen!】

Alderweireld, who is in the reserve team, couldn't help but want to praise himself for his foresight.

After seeing Vertonghen being broken through, he immediately stepped across Lee Polo's path, trying to curb the opponent's momentum.

[As long as he slows down one more time, Carrasco will be able to arrive in time to help defend!]

[Carrasco, who has just appeared, has an absolute advantage in terms of physical fitness! 】

To Toby's great surprise, not only did Polo Lee have no intention of slowing down, he instead headed straight ahead to the left!

【Stop struggling to your death!】

Toby turned sideways slightly and retreated quickly, trying to get between Lee Polo and the goal.

But... the next second the football was kicked to the right by Li Polo with his heel!

Emergency stop and change of direction!

Toby was stunned for a moment.

[On the right... isn't there Carrasco? 】

The next second, Carrasco, who was quickly returning to defense, failed to stop the car. The football hit his shin guard and bounced straight ahead again!

【???】

Carrasco's mentality collapsed at this moment!

【Why do I have to defend so aggressively?!】

[The scene just now looks like...it seems like I gave Lee Polo a hit-the-wall coordination!]

[Negative sentiment from Carrasco, +1024!]

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When Carrasco was in a daze, Li Polo turned around forcefully, caught up with the ball again, and then entered the penalty area without any hindrance!

"Here I come, Tebow!"

He greeted Courtois cheerfully and then fired a low kick!

"?!!"

Courtois's eyelids twitched!

While he rushed to the left, he also paid attention to Li Polo's movements.

As a teammate of Chelsea, Pantyhose knows very well how powerful Lee Polo is in making up shots and picking up misses!

But this time, after completing the shooting action, Lee Polo did not make any follow-up actions. He turned his back to the goal, faced the surrounding stands, and put his right hand to his ear, as if waiting for the next second of cheers.

[This ball...he is confident and does not need a follow-up shot?!]

Courtois's mood suddenly sank.

Sure enough, although the ball was touched by his own fingers, the huge force still pushed the ball and flew into the net!

4:1!

Lee Polo scored his first goal of the second half!

The difference between the two sides is back to three goals again!

【Courtois, +995!】

【Belgian team, +17886!】

【Fans on site, +213886!】

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"..."

In the live broadcast room in England, the three commentators fell into silence for a while.

Neville looked at Carragher with a sneer on his face:

"Jamie, a player like this who scored four goals in the final will become a historical sinner in England?"

Carragher glared at him angrily, but immediately found the best excuse:

"This goal obviously relies more on luck!"

"If Carrasco hadn't accidentally hit the ball and turned it into an own assist, Lee Polo's emergency stop and change of direction just now would have actually been a complete failure!"

Neville didn't expect that he would be so stubborn, so he could only snort:

"Then we'll just wait and see. I don't believe Belgium can complete the turnaround under such adversity!"

Carragher coughed:

"I didn't say Belgium could pull off such a shocking comeback!"

"I just hate Lee Polo as much as iron!"

"I want to see him perform at his best and score ten and eleven goals in this World Cup final!"

Neville raised a finger directly at him:

"You should apologize to Belgium because you regard them as opponents on the same level as Scotland, China, and South Korea!"

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The Belgian defense, which was still being penetrated in a three-on-one battle, is at its lowest morale since the start of the game.

But soon their morale will become even lower.

Because Li Polo, who scored the goal, looked at them and laughed unscrupulously:

"Can you guys do it?"

"I drank half a bottle of champagne during halftime. You can't even guard against a drunk, right?"

[Negative emotions from the defense, +7481!]

【Go to hell!】

(End of chapter)