readytorunbook Chapter 253 Chelsea's True Thighs
Chapter 253 Chelsea's True Thighs
Chapter 253 Chelsea's True Thighs
For Mourinho, he is not afraid of Benitez's "Spanish gang".
This season, the Blues have invested more than Liverpool in all aspects, and recently Abramovich also provided 2000 million pounds of funds, intending to renovate and expand the Harrington training base near Heathrow Airport.
The right time, place, people and money are all occupied, and Mourinho can't find a reason to lose.
Even if he is more famous than the head coach, last season's Europa League champion (Benitez) and last season's Champions League champion (Mourinho) are not at the same level!
For them, this is more like a Super Bowl game.It just turned Porto and Valencia into Chelsea and Liverpool.
Before the game, the media speculated that this was another battle of "egg tarts" VS "paella". Just like Portugal's 1-0 victory over Spain in the European Cup three months ago, the Portuguese young coach will eventually defeat the Spanish young handsome.
But this conclusion has not been supported by everyone.
Opponents point out that perhaps the "Spanish Gang" will be weak in the face of "Portugal", but the "chemical reaction" produced after combining with the "Great Wall of the East" is not something that can be easily gnawed.
Liverpool started the game with a high press, which seems to be the tradition of the Red Army.
Anyway, Liverpool won by relying on defensive counterattacks, and spent most of the time in defense.Running hard for more than ten minutes in the opening stage is not a problem at all.If you're lucky, you might even get a goal.
But the Blues at home were full of confidence, especially Lampard and Makelele, who didn't panic at all in the face of Liverpool's fierce press.Three passes and two falls, not only wasted energy for Liverpool's frontcourt players, but the ball was also passed to an open area.
Duff immediately ran with the ball after getting the ball from the wing. As the main winger that Mourinho relies on in the new season, Duff is extremely active whenever he is on the field.
In the 2nd minute of the game, Drogba in the middle received Duff's cross from the left and shot with his foot. The ball missed the left post.
Drogba's "probing" foot declared that this is Stamford Bridge and this is Chelsea's home court.
"Roar, roar, roar!" The Blues fans shouted loudly.
It doesn't matter whether it has a foot covered first, it's not bad as a warm-up!
The Liverpool defender looked dissatisfied, no matter how hard he tried to help defend, he still let the opponent shoot.To them, this is no different from dereliction of duty.
The opponent attacked so fiercely at the beginning, it will be difficult to play the next game.
Bei Tu frowned on the sidelines. He couldn't express his dissatisfaction by shouting at the beginning.
Liverpool goal kick.
The defenders, including Hyypia, retreated one by one. Although Cisse and Garcia were looked down upon, they were also ready to take the top spot.
Liverpool hadn't won at Stamford Bridge for more than 10 years. Feeling the breeze blowing behind him, Tang Wu took a deep breath.
Even if I am unable to help Liverpool win, I will not allow the team to hate Stamford Bridge.
All of this, let's count it as "atonement" for myself a year ago!
"Eh? What's up with Tom? Why isn't he teeing off yet?"
All Liverpool fans looked at Tang Wu who kept waving in the field, and question marks appeared in their hearts at the same time.
Seeing Tang Wu's gesture, Alonso and others retreated again and again, Cisse and Garcia almost retreated to the same level as Terry.
But Tang Wu still stood in front of the goal line, kept waving forward, and shouted "RUN, RUN!"
Cisse and Garcia seemed to suddenly understand something, and immediately started to run towards Chelsea's restricted area.
"call!"
A gust of wind blows.
The wind was not very strong, but Lampard turned his head subconsciously, facing forward with his side face, while staring at Alonso beside him.
"Fack, it's not good!"
Lampard, who had just turned his head, had his pupils wide open, and hurriedly turned around and ran back.
"Buzz!"
Taking advantage of the wind, Tang Wu's goal kick crossed more than half of the field and flew forward rapidly.
"what!!!"
All the fans gasped in amazement.
Seeing the ball flying in the air, Terry also groaned secretly, "Fack, how did you forget about this?"
Don't look at Tang Wu is a little thin, but Tang Wu's foot strength is amazing.
On the football field, any player can kick the ball from the backcourt to the frontcourt; but few players can test the limits of their feet like a goalkeeper.
After all, besides the goalkeeper, who has so many opportunities to kick the ball forward with all their strength from the line of their own small penalty area?
Terry immediately turned his head and stretched out his hand to hold Cisse, but he found that the French striker was not inferior to the Ivorian monster in terms of physical confrontation.Even when Cisse's speed explodes, his impact is more threatening than Drogba.
You must know that in football matches, gate kicks are the same as corner kicks and throw-ins, and there is no offside!
During training at Stamford Bridge, Tang Wu performed the "stunt" of kicking the ball from one penalty area to another.
Moreover, Tang Wu's control of the ball's strength has almost reached the pinnacle.
Specifically, after Tang Wu kicked a straight line forward with all his strength from the small penalty area line, Tang Wu could control the ball's landing point in any place within this straight line, with an error of no more than two meters.
In particular, the size of the pitches in the Premier League is generally small. Taking advantage of the wind, it is possible for Tang Wu to kick the ball directly into the opponent's goal.
Cech stood on the goal line, his brows furrowed.
Tang Wu was not so stupid as to attack the goal directly when the other 21 players were waiting for him to kick the goal. Instead, he aimed at a spot one or two meters inside the edge of Chelsea's penalty area.
There is a place where Cisse can easily run to catch the ball, and it is also a place where he can easily swing his legs to shoot, and it is a place where Cech is difficult to attack.
At this moment, Tang Wu's brain was like a radar, and he accurately landed the ball in the "dead corner" of Chelsea's penalty area.
"Oh!" the Blues fans exclaimed.
When the ball crossed the midfield and the height did not decrease, some fans noticed something was wrong.Seeing Cisse one step ahead of Terry and running to where the ball landed, even many female fans covered their mouths, not daring to make a sound.
"Oh, I bought cake! Tom's strength is still so great!" In the cheerleaders' seats of the home team, several cheerleaders in revealing clothes exclaimed, their legs clamped tightly, and they seemed to be yelling at themselves and Tang Wu in their minds. Unsuitable scene for children.
Cisse and Drogba are all-powerful corners in Ligue [-], but they are somewhat dissatisfied in the Premier League.One of the big reasons for this is that the Premier League's crosses are very high, but their header ability is lacking. (Heading ability here does not only refer to jumping up and head the ball to a certain place, but also includes height prediction, landing point prediction, etc.)
In addition, the location was still some distance away from Chelsea's goal, so Cisse naturally stretched out his foot, intending to stop the ball and shoot with his foot.
"Snapped!"
Cisse leaned on Terry and hooked his right foot, showing the ball-stopping skills of a world-class striker. This foot-stopping is indeed worthy of the transfer fee of 1400 million pounds.
Seeing that Cisse's stop was so successful, the frown moved from Beibald to Mourinho's forehead.
A striker with such ball-stopping skills must be able to shoot just as well.
Cech lowered his center of gravity, ready to shoot himself like a spring at any time.
"Oh!"
This is the sound of leather feet hitting footballs.
Amid the exclamations of the fans, Cisse, who leaned on Terry to swing his legs and shoot, could no longer control his balance and fell forward to the ground.
The moment Cisse fell, another dark Frenchman stood up.
"IT'S Claude!!!" The live commentator roared, his voice full of excitement.
"Fake squid, Claude!" Tang Wu raised a middle finger in his heart.
As Tang Wu's "royal engineer", only Makelele knew Tang Wu's every move on the court.
Before Tang Wu kicked, Makelele had already noticed Tang Wu's intention and Cisse's start.After Tang Wu kicked, Makelele had also chased back to Terry and Cisse.So the moment Cisse swung his leg to shoot, Makelele, who was following up in time, immediately fell to the ground with a shovel, kicked Cisse hard with his calf, and intercepted the ball.
Mourinho on the sidelines waved his right arm fiercely, venting his dissatisfaction.
At this moment, Makelele, who was only 1.7 meters tall, stood like a giant in the backcourt of the Blues, looking down on all the invading Reds.
(End of this chapter)