The biggest fanatic in football

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"oooh!!!"

In the stands of the King's Turf Stadium, thousands of crazy fans screamed almost simultaneously.

Lisanna Taylor almost fainted, but fortunately her best friend Mira, who was sitting next to her, grabbed her.

Mike's voice in the front row clearly reached their ears:

"God, he got hit hard in the face by the goalkeeper!"

"The referee stopped the game and the team doctor came in!"

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Wimbledon doctor Stuart Douglas hurried onto the court with several assistants.

Although the goal was breached, Rogers still waved his hand and asked Liverpool's medical team to follow suit.

After all, just like the economic status of both clubs, the medical teams of both sides are not at the same level - according to incomplete statistics, a large part of the team doctors of the English second team are retired players who have transferred to other positions, and some have not even obtained medical qualifications!

"Hey, Polo, Polo?"

"Boy, wake up!"

"Open his teeth and be careful he swallows his tongue!"

Li Poluo vaguely heard a burst of noisy sounds coming from outside, and then a few thick fingers were savagely stirring around in his mouth, causing a wave of nausea in his stomach.

He wanted to open his eyes, but his eyelids were heavier than ever before, and he could only feel a faint glimmer of light.

"Doctor, his eyes are moving! His pupils are constricting!"

"But his body still doesn't respond to our stimulation!"

"His breathing is a little weak, come here, do a set of artificial respiration!"

【Oh no, I don’t want to do this!】

Li Polo wanted to struggle, but his limbs and fingers seemed to be imprisoned, and he could not use any strength at all.

Several thick and powerful hands held down his body, and a black shadow slowly came closer.

【Damn it! Don’t come over here!】

Li Polo could feel the heat coming from the other party, and even felt the hard stubble...

His stomach suddenly spasmed, and a stream of liquid spurted out along his esophagus!

With a "wow" sound, Li Polo sat up straightly!

Douglas, the team doctor who had half his face sprayed, did not bother to wipe the vomit. He first raised two fingers and waved them in front of the injured person:

"What time is this?"

Li Poluo suddenly felt that this scene... seemed a bit familiar?

He searched briefly in the depths of his memory and got the answer immediately.

Just half a year ago, the first thing he did after his rebirth was to accept the same test from Douglas!

"Two, doctor."

Douglas breathed a sigh of relief, then took the towel handed over by his assistant and began to wipe the foreign matter on his face:

"My God, Polo, what did you eat today?"

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Because Li Polo was knocked unconscious, the game was interrupted for more than 3 minutes. The referee Moss did not add additional stoppage time and declared the first half to be over.

The team doctors originally wanted to carry Li Polo back on a stretcher, but Li Polo insisted on walking by himself. Fuller and Smith quickly lifted him up from left to right, allowing him to experience the care and concern from a big brother.

Love and care.

"Honey, are you okay?"

The two captains had just helped him to the sidelines, and before he entered the tunnel, they saw Lisanna trotting over from the stands.

The security personnel at the home court immediately reached out to stop him, but when they saw Mike, the vice president of the fans association, waved at him, they had no choice but to curl their lips:

"It turned out to be a related household."

Lisanna threw herself into Li Polo's arms, almost knocking out the remaining food in the patient's stomach:

"You scared me!"

Li Polo patted his girlfriend on the shoulder and forced a smile:

"Don't worry, don't you know how strong my body is?"

He glanced at the coaches again:

"I'm going to the locker room, baby, just cheer for me in the stands."

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Lee Polo, who comforted his girlfriend, was the last player to return to the locker room.

Adele looked at him:

"We all appreciate your bravery, but believe me, no one wants you to end up injured here."

Li Polo raised his hands in a surrender gesture:

"Okay, I won't do it in the second half."

Adele nodded slightly and turned to the team doctor:

"How is he doing?"

Douglas shrugged:

"He is very strong and does not seem to have any signs of concussion. He just suffered a little nosebleed and can continue to play."

Only then did Adre feel completely relieved:

"Okay, then let's talk about the next tactics. Uh... Goodman, you have to warm up and be ready to go out at any time."

Li Polo glanced at the substitute central defender and couldn't help but ask:

“what??”

【You just said that I don’t have any problems?】

Adele looked calm and calm:

"Are you surprised? That's right. You can't even guess my tactics, let alone Liverpool?"

Li Polo tilted his neck slightly and said hello all over his head:

"???"

Adre walked to the tactical board, picked up the small round plate with the number "1" written on it, and pushed it forward a few centimeters:

"Don't you always want to participate in more offenses? Just now you even had a high-speed sprint of more than 80 meters, expressing your inner desire to me. As the head coach, I don't want to kill this desire, so I decided...

…put you in midfield!”

Li Polo's breathing suddenly became rapid:

"really?"

Adrei nodded very firmly:

"In about 60 minutes, I will replace Boorman with Goodman, and then you will be responsible for taking over his job and helping Fuller deal with... Coutinho and Markovic, if there is still extra energy,

I will very much look forward to you playing a greater role on the offensive end!"

After hearing the coach's arrangements, Boorman did not have any dissatisfaction. After all, time is not forgiving, and at the age of 36, he is indeed the player who needs the most rest.

Li Polo looked at the chess pieces on the tactical board and thought about the coach's arrangements.

I just heard Cox add very thoughtfully:

"Markovic prefers to fight alone and rarely cooperates with others except for crosses. But Coutinho is different. He is the most critical figure in Liverpool's frontcourt. As long as they kill him, their

Organizing an attack will paralyze 80%!"

Li Polo showed a ferocious smile:

"Don't make it so obvious, Mr. Coach. I know how to do it!"

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"Dip~"

"The second half of the game has begun. The two sides changed sides and fought again. No personnel adjustments have been made for the time being."

Zhan Jun also returned to his live broadcast room:

"Before the end of the first half, Lee Polo helped the Kuang Gang score an extremely exciting header, but then he was punched by Mignolet and was shocked. Such a dangerous move... even one goal...

I didn’t even get a yellow card!”

Li Yuankui expressed great appreciation for this Red Army fan's behavior of "killing relatives for justice":

"It's really unbelievable. The referee's whistle was a bit soft today. Mignolet's punch only missed hitting the temple. Lipolo's life was even in danger!"

However, several commentators from the British BBC have different opinions.

For example, Liverpool’s former vice-captain Carragher strongly disagreed:

"This kind of saving action is so common in English football. When I played, I encountered it in almost every game. If I had to pay for it every time, the head coach would probably be too busy!"

Neville couldn't help but roll his eyes at his comments that only focused on his position and ignored the facts:

"I finally understand why you are so smart, Jamie."

Carragher did not react:

"What's wrong?"

Neville shrugged:

"It turns out that your IQ is not enough because your head is blown by the goalkeeper in every game!"

Carragher jumped up from his seat with a "boom" sound, preparing to punch his old enemy and pay tribute to his teammate Mignolet.

Host Lineker quickly changed the topic:

"Oh, Boorman tackled Coutinho and Liverpool got a well-positioned free kick!"

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"puff!"

Boorman spat and got up from the ground.

Looking at the yellow card held high by the referee, he shook his head slightly but did not say a word.

The Brazilian guy's dribbling is so flexible that I, with my declining physical fitness, can't stop him except for making a foul!

But it doesn't matter, he is about to end the game, and this yellow card is worth it.

Kennedy is already warming up on the sidelines and can take over from Boorman at any time. By that time, the reinforced right defense will only be stronger!

Boorman smiled and stood at the front of the penalty area to form a human wall with Lee Polo, Phillips and others.

They watched Gerrard lower his head and play with the football, then take three steps back.

Referee Moss made a gesture, and Gerrard took a deep breath, slowly raised his gaze, and looked straight ahead of him.

Li Polo's heart trembled, and he quickly activated [Eagle Eye].

A perfect arc was drawn from Gerrard's feet, bypassing the wall with unparalleled speed and momentum, bypassing Woerner's fingers, and falling directly into the dead center of the goal!

Li Polo saw it clearly!

But there is nothing he can do!

He could only watch as the 36-year-old captain of the Red Army raised his fist high and hit his chest hard!

He is not old yet!

He wants to win!

2:2!

Liverpool equalized the score again in the 5th minute of the second half!

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This book will be on the shelves tomorrow. Unfortunately, I have to watch the Spring Festival Gala with my mother and have no time to save some manuscripts.

see you tomorrow!