rpbooks Chapter 348 The Light of a Veteran
Chapter 348 The Light of a Veteran
Chapter 348 The Light of a Veteran
"Beautiful delivery, Pham!"
Amidst the cheers all over the sky, Thomason walked towards Fan Bizhuang, laughed and made a gesture of throwing the ball, and hugged him tightly.
"Thanks, man," Thomason added.
Fan Bizhuang nodded with a faint smile, he understood what Thomason was talking about.
In this game, to be precise, in the first half, Fan Bizhuang was not the team's main attacker, but a feint. The real killer was Thomason, who was cruising among the defenders.After all, Fan Bizhuang is the thickest and strongest thigh in Villarreal, and the opponent will definitely guard him strictly.Perhaps Fan Bizhuang has the ability to still gain something in a tight defense, but Pellegrini still chose a relatively easy path, using Fan Bizhuang as a guise to give other players more opportunities.
This is very different from Fan Bizhuang's responsibilities on the field in the past. In previous games, Fan Bizhuang can be said to have absolute autonomy. He can act according to his wishes anywhere, but this game , he is more of a "shit stirrer" role, and only at certain times will he have a sense of presence.
Just like now.Fan Bizhuang had been dragging Barcelona's defensive energy before, and had been doing nothing. When the chance of a throw-in in the frontcourt appeared, he stepped forward, and the "powerful grenade" also achieved unexpected good results.
Let the team's most offensive player act as the green leaf, and the opponent is willing to do it. Thomason's thank you is sincere. Half of the credit for this goal must be credited to the boy.
"Congratulations, Dahl. You're a smart runner, great!"
Letting go of the hug, Fan Bizhuang gave him a thumbs up, "Continue the game, Dahl."
Turning around, Fan Bizhuang was stunned for a moment. Not far away, Messi was staring straight at him, with complicated and puzzled expressions in his eyes.
With no expression on his face, Fan Bizhuang took his gaze back, walked to the middle circle and stood still.
"Is this guy really in a bad state?" Messi also looked away, muttering in his heart, "It seems that he is indeed in a bad state, but...why is he still involved in the opponent's goal... "
Shaking his head, Messi, who couldn't figure it out, also walked to the middle circle, ready to kick off and continue the game.
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Villarreal's goal came very suddenly. In terms of strength, Barcelona is undoubtedly stronger, but Villarreal is playing at home. The record in the recent period is also extremely good, and the team is in a hot state , so their momentum at home is very strong, so the two teams are evenly matched on the scene.
Thomason's goal broke this short-term balance, and the process of the game is bound to become more intense.
After the game restarted, Barcelona chose to counterattack vigorously. They wanted to recover the score in the shortest possible time.It was Messi who quickly broke through with the ball on the wing. After deceiving two defensive players in a row, he passed the football obliquely to the top of the arc of the penalty area, and Villa was plugging in at high speed.
Maybe it was because of the rush, Villa's thrust was very sudden, but when the ball was stopped, the soles of his feet slipped, and the center of gravity of the body shook twice. Although he did not fall, he lost control of the football. Godin He seized the opportunity vigilantly and rushed out of the penalty area to clear the ball and destroy it.
The football was robbed by Fan Bizhuang from the wing, and he didn't stop there. Barcelona's defensive players pushed up from left to right. He took advantage of the situation and kicked the football to the middle. Senna hoisted the ball in again out of the restricted area.
Thomasson grabbed the first point in the aerial battle with Puyol. He flicked the football to Forlan who was on the side. The Uruguayan volleyed directly from a small angle. The football was slightly missed. He missed the pillar and slammed heavily on the billboard behind the door.
"Quick counterattack! Villarreal's advance was very fast, the football entered the penalty area after only two or three passes, and Dahl jumped again... Back point! Back point! Dahl's header went to the back point! Diego Forlan—”
"Oh - a powerful shot! It's a pity, the Uruguayan seems to have gone too far and the ball went wide of the post!"
There were bursts of exclamations and screams at the scene, and the fans applauded Fran. Although the goal was not scored, this attack was also very threatening, which deserves the cheers of the fans.
"Special!"
Rijkaard on the sidelines breathed a sigh of relief in shock, and then unconsciously sweared, causing the fourth official to keep looking sideways at him.
How could he not be angry when he failed to make a quick attack, but was almost scored by his opponent again.More importantly, he felt that if the conditions of the field were good under normal circumstances, Villa would not have made such a stop error at all. His disciple would definitely be able to stop the ball comfortably and smoothly, and then smoothly complete an action.
but……
"This damn venue! A bunch of despicable and cunning guys!"
Rijkaard cursed again in his heart, paced around twice, then put both hands in his mouth, whistled, and then made gestures again and again, signaling the team to continue to strengthen the offensive.
On the bench behind Rijkaard, two figures sat in the corner, talking in low voices.It was Enrique and Vilanova who were thrown into the "cold palace" by the head coach.
"Hmph, just lost the ball and the team's foothold is not stable, so they just frantically press on! The thinking is not unified, the cooperation is not unified, and other external factors are added. Frank thinks that the opponent is a team that is in distress. Just pinch it?"
Enrique folded his arms and sneered.
Vilanova was still holding his notebook, and didn't even look at his immediate boss standing on the sidelines. He stared directly at the player he was most familiar with, and said faintly: "Some people haven't played well yet. , did Frank think he was in a bad state? Hehe, he’s just courting death.”
As if to confirm the words of the two Barcelona assistant coaches, the time was only 8 minutes after the last goal, and Villarreal once again found a good opportunity to score in the frontcourt.
Generally speaking, a team is the weakest during the time period when it loses the ball, because losing the ball will cause a non-negligible blow to the morale of the team, and some players will experience obvious fluctuations in psychology. The mental state of the players is also different. Some want to move the score back as soon as possible, while others are worried that the opponent will take advantage of the victory and pursue it. They think that they should first base themselves on defense and ensure that they will not lose the ball.
Rijkaard asked the team to counterattack aggressively. In a way, he unified the thinking of the team, which is a good thing.But his problem is that he ignores the reality of the game.Before scoring a goal, Villarreal did not fall into a clear disadvantage. Their offense has always been extremely threatening, and now after scoring a goal, it is even more imposing.From the perspective of the home team, if we score a goal, we should hit the snake with the stick and chase you hard.
As a result, we haven't shown our power yet, but you are getting excited. Doesn't this teach you how to behave, others don't think we are afraid of you?
Therefore, Villarreal did not show any weakness and fought back with a tougher attitude.
If the two teams continue to face each other, the situation of the game is likely to return to the stalemate when they did not score before, but Villarreal's advantage is that they are more familiar with this field, and they are more familiar with the wetlands. The slippery grass takes longer to adapt, which is enough to ensure that their offense is more threatening.
Not surprisingly, due to occasional falls and inaccurate passing strength, Barcelona's offensive had many problems, while Villarreal seized the opportunity and took the initiative.
After another fruitless attack, Villarreal's fast break quickly hit the frontcourt.
The direction of the main attack was not on the left where Fan Bizhuang was. He acted as a transfer station. After receiving a pass from Riquelme, he quickly knocked the ball to the center after receiving a pass from Riquelme. Layou cruised over, took the ball away, and made a breakthrough. Barcelona's midfielder Yaya Toure was thrown behind him with speed. down.
The whistle sounded, Yaya Toure got a yellow card warning, and Villarreal won a free kick in an excellent position 25 meters from the front of the penalty area.
"Free kick! This is a direct free kick opportunity! Well done! This position is excellent, you can either hit the goal directly or pass the ball. Of course, I am more looking forward to the power of the 'meal card combination', as we all know , Santiago and Fan's cooperation is always beneficial in the game!"
Alsace said excitedly, and the emotions of the fans on the scene became more enthusiastic. The fans shouted the names of Fan Bizhuang and Cazorla. They also knew the power of the "meal card combination" and were full of enthusiasm for this free kick. expected.
There was a trace of nervousness on Rijkaard's face, and then he was relieved.In order to deal with the "meal card combination", he and his team have made sufficient preparations for this within a week. He is confident that his players can work together to suppress Fan Bizhuang.
He believes that everything is still under his control.
Only in the next moment, a look of panic appeared on his face, seeing Cazorla running into the penalty area, while Fan Bizhuang was standing in front of the football, he faintly began to realize that things did not seem to be as he imagined That's how it develops.
This situation where the script deviated from the intended track made him extremely uncomfortable.He stood there numbly, then as if he remembered something, he yelled in shock into the arena.
"Defend him! Guard him!! Pay attention to his direct hits, he has a direct free kick! Damn, how did I forget this!"
On the other end, Pellegrini also stood still, he glanced lightly at Rijkaard, who was a little panicked, and curled his lips in disdain.
"You think you know everything? Actually, you don't know anything!"
With a relaxed and confident smile on his face, Pellegrini spread his palms as if waiting for the final result, and then ... clapped in celebration.
Then, the whistle sounded, and he saw that Fan Bizhuang had already started a run-up, raised his legs, kicked the ground, and the football drew a wonderful arc in the air like a scimitar, and then fell extremely fast.
"Shoot—"
"It's a shot from Fan - he hits the goal straight and the ball goes right back!"
"No - it wasn't a shot - it was a pass - Dale! Dale...Thomasson, he burst out of the crowd! Marquez jumped with him, head toss... oh, Thomasson didn't either Shot, the football was reversed to the middle by him!"
"Someone is following? Who!? Romain! Romain Riquelme, the Argentinian veteran rushed into the penalty area, he jumped, no, he flew, his head towards the football! No defense! Nobody can keep up with him! Riquelme! Riquelme, shoot—"
(End of this chapter)