six finger demon

Chapter 254

Chapter 254

"Run, run!" Mourinho urged the players on the field.

Makelele's tackles were a thing of the past and it was time for the Blues to strike back.

With a big kick from the French midfielder, the ball was kicked back to Liverpool's half again.

In the struggle with Drogba, the 1.8-meter-four Dior obviously fell into a disadvantage in terms of height and body.

But the Ivory Coast striker's header was not accurate, and the ball's landing point was still some distance away from Lampard.Taking advantage of this gap, Alonso pushed forward close to the body.

"Kill him, kill him!" The fans on both sides also shouted.

It's just that one side wants to see Lampard's extraordinary performance, and the other side wants to see Alonso's steal.

In the Premier League, such a 1-on-1 scene is what fans love.Direct dialogue between muscles often evokes the most primitive desires of fans.

After Alonso touched the ball first, Lampard suddenly shifted his focus to his left foot, facing Alonso with his left body and back.

The Spaniard underbraked and hit Lampard immediately.Lampard's body trembled slightly, and he stabilized his figure.

Taking advantage of Alonso's impact and deceleration state, Lampard suddenly accelerated and brought the ball forward.It was too late for Alonso to speed up and catch up with Lampard.

"Frank, Frank!" the Blues fans shouted Lampard's name.

"Come on, Frank!" Tang Wu stood in front of the goal line with open arms, and kept muttering.

As if he heard Tang Wu's whisper, Lampard took the ball 30 meters in front of Liverpool's goal and volleyed directly.

A strong wind suddenly blew up in Liverpool's backcourt. Tang Wu narrowed his eyes and took a step with his left foot.

"Oh!"

Thunderbolts and thunder, rocks piercing through the sky, Lampard knocking mountains and shaking tigers;

Walking like a dragon and walking like a tiger, Tang Xiaowu jumps to pick peaches.

"Sigh~~~"

All the fans gasped.

The ball appeared in front of Liverpool's goal across a distance of 30 meters in an instant, and disappeared into Tang Wu's arms in the blink of an eye.

Even the on-site commentator at Stamford Bridge was so shocked that he forgot his words. He hesitated for two or three seconds before shaking his head and sighing, "TOM, it's TOM again!"

"TOM has the ball in his arms again with his amazing left hand."

"TOM, it should be our Tom!"

"I think our boss Abramovich made a wrong decision this summer."

The commentator's lament expressed the voices of many Blues fans.

In front of the Liverpool goal, Tang Wu stood up holding the ball, looked at Lampard 30 meters away, then raised his right index finger and swung it left and right.

That means saying: long shot, you are not far enough!

Indeed, it was only last season that Lampard was firmly established as the main player in the Blues, and the long-range shooting he is famous for was practiced under the company of Tang Wu.

If there is anyone who knows Lampard's long-range shots best, then this person must be Tang Wu.

Seeing Tang Wu's "provocation", Lampard snorted slightly.

He is very confident in his footwork strength, but he is not blind, because he knows how familiar Tang Wu is with his long shots.

So Lampard would not be fooled by Tang Wu at all, nor would he be irritated by Tang Wu's provocative actions.As long as he still maintains the right to fire from a long distance, then Tang Wu will definitely be careful to guard against his long-range shots.When the other Chelsea players want to score goals, it will become easier.

I am afraid that only Lampard in this world understands how difficult Tang Wu's goal is to break.

The strong wind knows the strong grass, and the long shot knows the door god.The Blues' midfielders fired and the Reds' forwards also marked.

Lampard's long-range shot completely blew the Blues' offensive horn.

Sitting at home and facing Liverpool, which is mainly defensive and counterattack, it is difficult for Chelsea to implement Mourinho's tactics in Porto.

Facing the "tortoise shell" of the Red Army, the capable ministers of the Blue Army fiercely fired at the gate guarded by Tang Wu one by one.

In the 17th minute, Lampard pushed the ball to Gudjohnsen's feet with a bull-tailed pass.Under the pressure of Hyypia, the Icelandic sniper shot a low shot without stopping the ball. Tang Wu quickly fell to the ground and stretched his body, blocking the ball out of the baseline with his right fist.

After 1 minute, Chelsea took a corner kick, and defender Terry rushed to the Liverpool penalty area to earn the top.

Facing Gerrard's outspin ball, Tang Wu slammed into the blue iron guard fiercely in the air, and the two lost their balance in an instant.Even so, the ball was firmly held by Tang Wu in his arms, and Tang Wu didn't even touch Terry's outstretched hand.

In the 23rd minute, Smertin suddenly moved forward with the ball, and Kewell hurried forward to defend.But the former made a straight pass and passed the ball to Drogba.

Josemi held the big Ivorian man tightly, but found that he had the feeling of being dragged away by the other party.Just when Josemi felt helpless for Drogba's impact and running, a black figure suddenly appeared in front of the rolling ball and confiscated the ball steadily.

Drogba stepped on the brakes helplessly, Tang Wu clearly saw a pair of white leather feet stop in front of him, and then turned.

In the 27th minute, Duff broke through from the wing with the ball.After shaking Garcia away, he used continuous cycling to shake Traore to the other side, and dribbled the ball inside alone.

According to Tang Wu's command, Hyypia forced Duff to go out.But the Irish winger still used his speed and ball control skills to bring the ball near the bottom line of the small penalty area.

Seeing that the time had come, just as Duff was about to hit the middle, Tang Wu suddenly strode forward and blocked the ball that Duff had just kicked with his chest.

In just [-] minutes, Tang Wu single-handedly resolved more than four chance balls from Chelsea, and almost every offensive player of the Blues had an average of one blow in front of Tang Wu.

At the end of the first half, the Blues fans were a little anxious.

They are not worried that the home team will not be able to score, but that if Chelsea does not score again, maybe they will change their "camp" and applaud Tang Wu.

People are so strange sometimes, when someone else gets something important or precious that you lost, they will always try to prove the inferiority and unbearableness of that thing.Because only in this way can I balance my mind and make myself less "guilty" about losing valuables.

But Nietzsche said, "It is not necessarily gold that shines, but gold must shine."

Tang Wu's performance in less than 45 minutes alone is enough to blind the titanium alloy dog ​​eyes of the Blues fans.For the first time since the new season, they felt that they had sold to the wrong person.

Mourinho is still the same, with his suit open, his hands on his waist, and staring at the game on the court.

In his opinion, the new blue team has almost been formed in the new season, and this has been proved from the previous rounds of the league and the Champions League.

This blue battleship named "Portugal" is enough to become famous in the Premier League.

As for whether a more precious part was discarded at the beginning of the build, it is no longer within the scope of Mourinho's consideration.

No matter how good a goalkeeper is, he will make mistakes and concede goals.

He never underestimated Tang Wu's goal-line skills and goal-keeping ability, but Tang Wu's personal style of play did not conform to his tactical style.

To be fair, Mourinho still values ​​Tang Wu as Chelsea's No. [-] goalkeeper.

"Frank, shoot, shoot!"

"John, you don't have to rush so far!"

"Didier, lean on, lean on the defender!"

Mourinho occasionally directs his players from the sidelines. In his opinion, Chelsea are only one person away from scoring a goal who can seize the opportunity.

Because of the current Chelsea, there is no shortage of opportunities.

In the 44th minute, the fourth official on the sidelines held up the word "1".After all, although the two sides fought fiercely, they were very restrained.Apart from Chelsea always taking corners, there was no delay in the normal time of the game.

"It seems that we have to plan how to attack in the second half."

The head coaches of both sides said this to the assistants next to them.

Chelsea needs a different offensive method and technique to break through Tang Wu's gate, and Liverpool also needs an offensive method that can open an offensive channel.

Just when the head coaches of both sides asked the assistants how to deploy for the intermission, there was another wave of climax in the stadium.

Chelsea's attack was unexpectedly blocked, and Riise sent a straight kick to the feet of Alonso who had already crossed the halfway line.

There were still five Blues players in the Liverpool half, and Gudjohnsen was even offside.

Liverpool's counterattack was so sudden that everyone raised their arms and ran towards Chelsea's half-time.

Naturally, Alonso didn't want to waste time. Seeing that Cisse had accelerated, he directly pushed the outside instep of his right foot and made an external spin, intending to send the ball to Cisse's feet as quickly as possible.

But at this moment, a sudden change occurred, and a blue-black figure suddenly rushed out from the right side of Alonso's body.

The Spanish midfielder didn't notice the uninvited guest on the right just because he wanted to move quickly.

Makelele stretched out his right foot, and before Alonso's through ball rolled two meters away, he was kicked back to the backcourt.

Seeing this, Gudjohnsen immediately turned around, and behind him were three members of the Red Army, Hyypia, Josemi and Traore.

But Makelele's steal did not kick to the Icelandic sniper, but also to the other side of the field, where Duff was the only one.

"Duff took the ball!" The on-site commentator became excited.

Although Dior and Kewell are on the left and right of Duff, they are both two meters behind him.The only Josemi who was in front of Duff was more than three meters away from Duff.

In other words, the court in front of Duff formed a vacuum in a short period of time.

"Duff took the ball, Liverpool be careful!" Zhan Jun also reminded.

After the Irish striker dribbled forward with the ball, Josemi also approached him.But at this time, Duff was already ready to shoot. With his left foot stepping on the intersection of the arc of the penalty area and the sideline, he swung his right foot hard, and the ball stuck to the turf and went straight to the Liverpool goal.

Chelsea's counterattack was too fast, Makelele just kicked, and Duff formed a short "single sword".

Tang Wu, who had just retreated to the small penalty area line, could only quickly fall to the ground, with his body sticking to the small penalty area line, and blocked the ball to the other side of the small penalty area with his right fist.

"Duff shot!" Zhan Jun had already held his breath, and Huang Jianxiang shouted this sentence.

"Tang Wu!"

"Tang Wu barely threw the ball out."

"Chelsea still has it!"

When Duff broke forward, Gudjohnsen was no longer offside.Now seeing the ball bouncing towards his left foot, Iceland's big sniper reacted subconsciously, and directly swung his left leg and pushed a low shot.

The ball stuck to the ground passed over the toes of Hyypia, who was on the ground with a sliding shovel, making the Red Army captain's interception into a bubble.

After passing Hypia, there was only an empty goal in front of the black and white ball.

It seems that with just a blink of an eye, you can see the ball set off a white wave on the net.

"Tang Wu!!!" Huang Jianxiang saw a black figure suddenly appearing in the camera.

After barely touching the ball on the small penalty area line, Tang Wu knew that the ball was not cleared, so he got up as fast as he could and rushed towards the goal.

The moment the ball was about to cross the goal line, Tang Wu fell sideways and held the ball with both hands.

However, Tang Wu's body sliding against the turf still did not stop moving forward under the influence of inertia. Except for a pair of forearms and hands, Tang Wu's whole body slid into the goal.

"call!"

The Liverpool fans let out a long breath. Seeing the hands and the ball beyond the goal line, they swallowed, wanting to swallow their hearts back into their stomachs.

But at this moment, a blue figure broke into the screen unexpectedly.Drogba, who was rushing forward, couldn't stop the car at all. In desperation, he fell sideways to the ground, barely aiming his shoe spikes at Tang Wu.

"Fake squid!" Tang Wu cursed in his heart.

Drogba's appearance was so sudden that Tang Wu had no time to dodge when he spotted the Cote d'Ivoire beast.In desperation, Tang Wu actually lowered his head in the last half a second, like an "ostrich" in danger, and buried his head in his arms.

Face the wind! ! !

"boom!!!"

Half a second later, Drogba's knee hit the ball, and the other side of the ball pressed against Tang Wu's forehead.

"Ah!!!" Tang Wu screamed.

How can you block the impact of Warcraft with a head ball?

The only reaction Tang Wu made subconsciously was nothing more than "hitting a stone with an egg".

After the collision with the monster, Tang Wu was knocked face up, covered the upper half of his face and forehead with his hands, and moaned in the goal.

"Water???" The home commentator raised a question mark, which touched the hearts of all the fans.

This time the ball completely crossed the goal line and stopped [-] centimeters behind the goal line.

Drogba also got up immediately, holding up his right arm.

"Drogba collided with the goalkeeper, and the goal was invalid!" Huang Jianxiang, who was more rational, was the first to tell the result.

The referee has not blown the whistle yet, but judging from Drogba's performance, he himself does not think this is a goal, and hopes that the referee can lighten the penalty and forgive himself for "not guilty".

Players from both sides gathered around at once, and Gudjohnsen and Duff immediately pulled Drogola behind them, fearing that the furious Red Army players would make any radical moves.

Colliding with the goalkeeper is a "taboo for military strategists" everywhere.What's more, Tang Wu was still and Drogba was under the impact; Tang Wu was thin and Drogba was strong; Tang Wu was hit on the head, but Drogba used his knee.

For a person with a weaker system, facing the impact of the monster, it would be strange not to be crushed.

The referee walked through the circle formed by the Red Army players and looked down at Tang Wu's injury.

Under the two white and green gloves, a touch of bright red flowed down Tang Wu's palm to his chin.

"This is not good!" The referee immediately blew his whistle, announcing the end of the first half.

Then he waved to the Liverpool team doctor on the sidelines, motioning for the stretcher to be brought up.

A lens also captured the scene inside through layers of crowds. When seeing the red, many female fans with poor mental capacity took a deep breath and dared not make a sound.

"This, this Tang Wu was actually injured." Huang Jianxiang smacked his lips, "Drogba charged the goalkeeper, and this is a card. It was Drogba who fouled."

"It's a super super, huge, huge foul!" Zhan Jun finally spoke from the side.

It seemed that he was also quite frightened.

(End of this chapter)