The biggest fanatic in football

"Boys, are you okay?"

Chief team doctor Stuart Douglas led his assistants to massage and relax the players' muscles while focusing on asking Lee Polo, Sweeney and other young players about the situation.

Shrewsbury's offense was quite fierce, and this young defense line was under tremendous pressure.

Li Boluo is no exception. He does not run too much, but the rhythm of the game, the frequency of sprints and physical confrontations are not comparable to the amateur games he is used to. For Li Bo, who has never played in a professional game.

For Luo Li, for two or three moments, he even felt that he might suffocate at any time!

Throughout the first half, he was not comfortable at all. His temporary role as left back was not only completely different from the defensive habits of the center back, but it was also difficult to seamlessly deliver the ball forward during counterattacks - after all, passing the ball

This kind of action that requires precise control is still very different when done with the left foot and the right foot.

Fortunately, the team is in a defensive state most of the time. He only needs to defend well, even if he has completed his own task. In 453 minutes, although he was beaten by the opponent's right midfielder Ashley Vinson

Te broke through the defensive zone many times, but as a pure rookie, he also handed over data of 3 interceptions and 2 header clearances. This performance is enough for the coaching team.

Head coach Adelai came over at this time and patted Li Polo on the back to express encouragement:

"Young man, you played well in the first half, but you still have to work hard."

Li Polo quickly expressed his position:

"I'll do my best, coach."

Ardrey took another look at left midfielder Sean Rigg:

"In the second half, Sean will drop back to help defend, and your pressure will be reduced."

Li Polo exhaled and stood up from the bench:

"I won't let them break through easily again!"

Adele smiled and raised his chin without revealing his lies.

After all, who hasn’t been young and vigorous?

What's wrong with a young man who is a little confident?

We are a "crazy gang"!

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"Dip~~"

With a long whistle, 22 strong men entangled themselves again.

Shrewsbury's right midfielder Ashley Vincent soon appeared in Lee Polo's defensive area.

Looking at the young players in front of him, Vincent clearly remembered his coach's arrangements:

"Strengthen the side assault and destroy the opponent's left defense zone!"

He was very satisfied with this arrangement. Because to him, this opponent was just a chick!

Is there anything simpler and easier than bullying a young rookie?

Vincent turned slightly sideways, and without any gestures, his midfield teammate sent the ball to his feet. He glanced at the open turf in front of him and directly chose to speed up!

Li Polo suddenly raised his eyebrows and immediately retreated quickly, wanting to be the first to block the opponent's breakthrough route, but he was still a step too slow and could only watch helplessly as Vincent completed the attack from half a meter away from him.

breakthrough!

A smile appeared from the corner of Vincent's mouth:

This opponent is simply too young!

I don't even need any feints, just relying on my speed advantage, I can easily penetrate him!

"Hawkeye!"

A light flashed in Li Polo's eyes, and a clear trajectory emerged in his mind, but...that was all.

He was able to accurately predict where the football would be three seconds later, but his legs were not strong enough to support him in completing this interception!

"Failed defense!"

He gritted his teeth with some resentment:

"And a skill was wasted!"

Looking at Vincent so close, Polo Lee felt extremely frustrated.

Only three minutes ago, he was boasting in front of the coach with all his heart, but the opponent's first breakthrough in the second half went so smoothly?

Li Poluo's cheeks felt a little hot, but his eyes suddenly became fierce.

Five bloody characters suddenly popped into his mind:

"The ball can't pass!"

He gritted his teeth, kicked off the ground with both feet, his body's center of gravity suddenly dropped, and he slid out against the turf!

He tried his best to straighten his legs and shovel down Vincent who was about to make a pass!

The Shrewsbury winger... fell to the ground!

"drop!"

The referee blew his whistle and rushed over, and without saying a word, he took out a yellow card from his pocket!

Shrewsbury's bench was in a panic. Head coach Mickey Mellon shook his fist angrily and roared at the fourth official on the sidelines:

"This is a tackle from behind! 100% flagrant foul! Definitely worthy of a red card!"

The fourth official looked at him indifferently:

"Mr. Coach, please control your emotions."

Mellon glanced at Vincent, who hadn't gotten up for a long time, and the veins on his forehead were exposed:

"You should let those damn Wimbledon players control their actions, not me control my bullshit emotions!"

As the coach of a fourth-tier league team, Mellon's education level was not very high. When he was excited, he blurted out vulgar words, causing the fourth official to frown repeatedly.

But he still explained:

"It was a side tackle, not a behind-the-back tackle."

The home team coach Adele shrugged his shoulders calmly, then turned around and exhaled forcefully.

Fortunately, it was just a yellow card!

The second half had just begun, and he didn't want to be sent off so early!

But he still frowned and shook his head at assistant coach Cox:

"The left wing is still very difficult."

Cox nodded slightly and turned his gaze to the focus area on the field.

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"Polo, I'm sorry."

Left midfielder Sean Rigg, who did not follow the coach's instructions and actively retreated to help defend, stretched out his hand guiltily and pulled Lee Polo up from the ground.

Li Polo patted the grass stems and soil on his butt and raised his eyebrows confidently:

"It's okay, I can handle it."

Rigg curled his lips, disapproving of his confidence, but he did not dampen the young man's enthusiasm. He just stood with him on the inside of the penalty area and built a human wall together.

New Wimbledon's players were ready to defend the free kick, but the visiting team's players did not arrive immediately. They still gathered around Vincent, and most of them seemed a little anxious.

The referee frowned and glanced, waved to the sidelines and raised his hands slightly.

Looking at the medical team hurriedly entering the field, Shrewsbury coach Mellon glared at the fourth official fiercely and roared again:

"This is a shameless foul!"

The fourth official glanced at him and said nothing.

Their players are all injured, let him vent!

【Negative emotions from Ashley Vincent,10】!

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"...That guy is a cruel person."

Seeing Vincent being carried off the field on a stretcher, the head team coach Adelai couldn't help but grit his teeth. He thought of the vice-captain Smith who was shoveled to the hospital bed by Lee Polo during the team training match.

Cox is paying attention to the player on the opposite side who is about to come off the bench:

"Joey Walker joined from the amateur team last month. His biggest characteristic is his confrontation ability, but... Polo should not lose to him easily."

Ardrey nodded slightly, and at the end of his gaze, Shrewsbury's top scorer Dan Swine slowly walked up to the penalty spot.

Without much observation, Svenny raised his foot and rubbed the football over the wall. It was obvious that he wanted to shoot into the far corner, but unfortunately he failed to control the force well and was directly confiscated by goalkeeper Ross Werner.

“f*ck!”

Svenny shook his arm with some annoyance and saw that Woerner had thrown the ball high!

He couldn't help but cursed again:

"Sh*t!"

Wimbledon launched its first quick counterattack in the second half!