naaapseattle Chapter 300 Door God Cech
Chapter 300 Door God Cech
Chapter 300 Door God Cech
What did Tang Wu rush out to do?
The smallest fan at Anfield knows this problem.
But the question is why did he rush out?Why rush out at this time?
This is neither a decisive cup game nor the end of an important game.Is it appropriate for you, a goalkeeper, to attack the opponent's penalty area and compete for a set ball at this time?
The fans were stunned, the coaching staff of both sides were stunned, and the businessmen, celebrities, and scouts who came to watch the game were also stunned.
They stared blankly at Tang Wu running from the backcourt to the frontcourt, jumping desperately for the top of Garcia's corner kick.Then watch him run like a [-]-meter sprinter, running towards his own half.
It doesn't matter what Tom is going to do.
What matters is the result.
The ball didn't go in.
Even Tang Wu didn't even touch it.
Isn't this futile?
Is TOM just to show off his presence?
Although the ball was cleared by Chelsea, Liverpool's high press prevented Chelsea from launching a counterattack quickly in a short period of time.Lampard, Robben, Duff and Drogba all have the ability to kick the ball into an empty goal in the midfield, but unfortunately, with the collective efforts of the Red Army members, the fast break imagined by the Blue Army did not Not marked.
Seeing the ball was shoveled out of bounds by Harman, Mourinho covered his face with his hands on the sidelines, regretting the counterattack.
"Well, we can see that TOM ran back to his own half as fast as he could after failing to win the top."
"Chelsea's counter-attack was destroyed by Hamann, and our midfielder stopped the counter-attack again."
The on-site commentator explained in an orderly manner that Tang Wu's attack was like a small stone thrown into the lake.After the ripples are gone, it will no longer be remembered.
Including the Liverpool players, they didn't understand why Tang Wu rushed to the frontcourt to participate in the attack at this time.But now is obviously not the time to think about this matter. If Chelsea cannot be effectively pressed in the frontcourt, then the Blues will cross the midfield as quickly as possible and slam Liverpool's goal.
Tang Wu can block once, twice, or even three times and four times, but what about the fifth and six times?
None of the Red Army players wanted to take that risk.
The first half of the game is coming to an end, and the physical strength of the Red Army players is no longer as strong as it was at the beginning.But since it was Chelsea's backcourt throw-in, he had to fight hard no matter what.
In this way, more than four Red Army players stood in the front field, waiting for Glenn Johnson to throw the ball out of bounds.
Traore and Nunez stood on the center line, ready to run back and defend at any time.
Looking at Pangler and Garcia who were pressing close to each other, Glenn Johnson flicked his arms, but still didn't throw the ball.
When he saw the referee's warning eyes when he was running again, he knew that if he didn't throw the ball again, Liverpool would own the ball!
In desperation, Glenn Johnson could only flick the ball hard, throwing the ball to Gallas farther away.
But there is also a Red Army member hanging behind the French central defender. After stopping the ball in the chest, Gallas pushed the ball forward with inertia, trying to return the ball to Glenn Johnson.
The teenager Pangele obviously expected this, and almost used a split steal to poke the ball forward with the toe of his right foot.
Luis Garcia immediately sprinted, before Makelele and Glenn Johnson controlled the ball under their feet.
The Spanish winger dribbled the ball forward again along the wing, because at this time he was surrounded by Chelsea's defenders on the sides and behind, and there was already "no escape".
Makelele and Glenn Johnson worked together to force Garcia with the ball into the corner. Amidst the boos of more than 3 fans in the audience, Garcia got in his position and slammed back with his heel. Jump up with all your strength.
The ball bounced off Makelele's leg and rolled off the baseline from Garcia's feet.
corner kick.
In just 2 minutes, Liverpool won two corner kicks in a row.
"Garcia's ball is really smart." Zhan Jun admired.
"That's right, he can still be so calm in the double-team situation. He is also very decisive in handling the ball in the end. This kind of psychological quality and footwork skills are exactly what our players have learned." Huang Jianxiang added from the side.
The two were still chatting here, discussing the advantages of Garcia's ball protection and Li Yi's ball protection. The camera suddenly flashed and cut to another scene.
In the picture, a goalkeeper in a black uniform and special gloves is striding forward with his legs wide open.
Under the surprised eyes of referee Riley, Tang Wu rushed into Chelsea's penalty area again.
"This..." Zhan Jun was at a loss for words.
It was okay once, maybe it was Tang Wu's whim and wanted to "gamble".
But what about twice?
Addicted to gambling?
Tang Wu ran faster this time. Before Makelele and Glen Johnson walked back to the penalty area, Tang Wu had already run in place.
In the stands of the visiting team, a loyal Chelsea fan rubbed his eyes and said to others in surprise: "Hey Pat, how do I feel that Tom is back?"
That's right, Cech stood on the goal line, but Tang Wu stood a little inside the small penalty area line.
This is exactly where Tang Wu often stands when helping Chelsea defend corner kicks.
At this moment, many Chelsea fans had an illusion.They all thought that the goalkeeper with six fingers on his left hand belonged to their side.
Tang Wu can be regarded as the commanding height among Liverpool's top players, so Tang Wu not only has two close-fitting defenses, but they also shoulder the "heavy task" of preventing Tang Wu from running back quickly.
"Oh!"
Garcia takes a poor-quality corner kick.
Seeing the arc of the corner kick, Tang Wu didn't continue to insist. He pushed Terry in front of him and ran towards the outside of the penalty area.
Earn what you can, and give up if you can’t.
Tang Wu ran in the opposite direction and rushed away from the Chelsea players around him, more or less tearing down the opponent's defense.
When Tang Wu ran out of the top of the arc, Garcia kicked a big corner kick and was "stolen" by Traore at the back point.
Traore, who is 1.9 meters tall, is two centimeters taller than Tang Wu. He squeezed away Ferreira who was blocking him, jumped up with the last bit of strength, and pushed the ball back from the baseline.
"Whoosh!"
"boom!"
Tang Wu, who was running, only felt a gust of wind passing by, and the next second, there was a muffled thunderous sound behind him.
"Jela~~~~~de!" Anfield's commentator drew a long voice, staring intently at Gerrard who passed by Tang Wu and fired a heavy artillery against the incoming ball.
The ball passed by at low altitude like a cannonball, avoiding the calves of the red and blue players, and flew accurately to the lower left corner of Chelsea's goal.
The Liverpool fans behind the gate were ready to stand up and cheer, but the moment the voice reached their throats, a black and white glove suddenly appeared in front of the post.
"Oh!"
The Czech goalkeeper fell to the ground, the ball bounced out instantly after hitting his right hand, and landed in front of the baseline.As soon as the twirling ball hit the ground, it spun outward rapidly, and before everyone could react, it had already popped out of the baseline.
Seeing such a wonderful kick knocking on the mountain and being intercepted by the opponent, the Liverpool fans behind the door had an unsatisfactory expression, and their faces were full of reconciliation.
"Oh! My God!"
"Peter!"
"It's Peter!"
"It was Peter who stopped our captain's shot!" the home commentator shouted regretfully holding his head.
After getting up from the ground, the young Czech goalkeeper rubbed his wrist like a normal person, and stood back in front of them again.
(End of this chapter)