Football's Number One Madman

Chapter 363 I really don't want to score goals!

The referee Blüch was very speechless.

The calm he wanted to usher in, completely lost hope in the second minute of the second half.

Zidane on the sidelines was even more heartbroken.

Ronaldo didn't give anyone a high-five, and without any explanation, he lowered his head and got into the player tunnel, isolating himself from the world.

"He's too...too impulsive!"

Qi Xuanzong, who looked desperate, was completely in chaos. He rubbed his bald head vigorously, as if he wanted to wipe out a god to save himself.

[Negative emotions from Zidane, +1234! 】

The assistant coach Betoni standing next to him glanced at his bald head, and quietly complained in his heart:
[Are you qualified to say that others are impulsive? 】

[Real Madrid team, +16398! 】

[Real Madrid supporters in the UK, +94280! 】
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Ronaldo's red card ended, and Real Madrid's morale plummeted to the bottom.

Even the most optimistic supporters see no hope of any reversal.

In the 55th minute, Zidane finally made a substitution adjustment. He replaced Isco with Bell.

But this substitution was more a matter of sophistication than tactical considerations - just to let the Welsh captain show his face in front of his folks.

——Bell and Lee Polo belong to the same brokerage company. No matter how insane Lee Polo is, at least he will show mercy to his subordinates, right?
Zidane may still think so.

Bell, who returned to his hometown, really wanted to prove that he was doing well in Real Madrid, and he was very active at the beginning, and once retreated to the vicinity of his own penalty area to participate in defense.

After all, he is also a professional full-back, and his defense is much better than Ronaldo and Isco.

In the 62nd minute, Bell successfully blocked DePaul's direct pass to Rodrygo and started his own personal performance.

Since there is only one Benzema left in the frontcourt and no other teammates can respond, he can only dribble the ball alone and stride forward close to the sideline.

Starting from the front of his side's big penalty area to crossing the center line and entering the opponent's 30-meter area, for Bell, who is good at speed, this 60-meter distance only took 8 seconds.

During this period, DePaul originally wanted to squeeze him out of the bottom line with strength, but he still couldn't catch up with the speed of the Great Sage of Wales.

Valencia's left back Bernat originally wanted to step forward to defend the limit, but when he saw a figure approaching at high speed from a distance, he immediately gave up his plan and chose to stay consistent with Van Dijk and slowly retreat. withdraw.

Bell took a breath, and was about to cut into the penalty area along a diagonal line, when he felt a hot wind coming from the side and rear!
"Be careful!"

The slightly familiar British accent got into his ears, and before he could make any moves, Lee Polo used a sideways sliding tackle to poke the football out!
Bell, who had lost the ball, bumped into him, turned his head in mid-air, and fell heavily on the turf!

[Negative emotions from Bell, +52! 】

There were sparse boos from the stands, probably from local Welsh fans.

There were even a few people booing on it:

"Red card! Red card! Red card!!"

Blüsch frowned slightly, crossed his hands on his chest, and then waved outward:
"No foul!"

From his point of view, it is very clear that although Li Boluo's sliding tackle was quite powerful, he recovered it immediately after breaking the football. He had no intention of hurting anyone at all, and Bell's fall was only due to inertia.

There will be at least fifty or sixty such physical collisions in a 90-minute game. Unless he is blind, how can he be punished with a card?

What's more... Bell himself didn't complain about the foul, but accepted Lee Polo's support instead.

"How about it?"

Li Poluo stretched out his hand and pulled him up from the ground.

Bell shook his head with a wry smile:

"Aren't you giving it a chance?"

Although dribbling does affect the speed, even though Bell took the outside lane on the side, and Lee Polo took the shortcut in the middle, but... Lee Polo's speed advantage has long been revealed!

Luyin's most famous fast horse, who had just played for 6 minutes, was kicked for more than an hour, and Li Boluo, who was punched hard by the bully, easily completed the overtaking!
And it's a world-renowned super stage like the Champions League final!
Witnessed by hundreds of millions of spectators, Lee Polo officially became the fastest man in the world!
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In the 68th minute, the "inner ghost" Parejo cooperated with Li Polo to steal the ball from Kroos' feet, and quickly transferred it to another "inner ghost" Rodrygo. The two Real Madrid youth training teams completed a good cooperation .

After Rodrigo dribbled the ball forward fifteen or six meters, seeing Real Madrid's defense leaning towards him, he sent a through ball.

The football rubbed Varane's left foot and jumped behind Marcelo!
Feguli slapped his horse up from the right, and without waiting for Navas to make a save, he shot into the net with one foot!

4: 1!

"Valencia have lifted 90% of the Champions League trophy!"

The local media from Valencia couldn't wait to release such a short message, preparing to celebrate the Bat Corps becoming the king of Europe in advance.

Feguli, who finished the attack, was even more excited. He first took off his jersey and threw it to the enthusiastic fans, then jumped onto the stand where his family members were, and pushed away his son who was cheering for him with a flag, and his wife. Crazy kisses.

Fei Xiaobao, who was disgusted by his father, could only wave the little red flag in his hand with an aggrieved face...

For this inhuman father, the referee Blüch of course showed him a yellow card as punishment.
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"Although there are still 20 minutes to the official end of the game, the Valencia fans are already preparing to celebrate."

Looking at the singing and dancing Spanish fans on both sides, Zhan Jun smiled and said:
"Why Ronaldo lost control of his emotions after the game will definitely become the biggest hot topic. I just don't know whether the two parties involved, Ronaldo and Li Polo, will answer our doubts..."

As an old Jianghu, Zhang Lu shook his head:

"As was the case with the 2006 World Cup final, neither Materazzi nor Zidane has disclosed what happened."

When the commentator was still speculating about the confrontation between Lee Polo and Ronaldo, the game quietly entered the final 15 minutes.

In the 77th minute, Real Madrid was still fighting for honor. Carvajal made a pass from the right. Van Dijk and Jones double-teamed Benzema and easily pushed the ball out of the penalty area.

Kroos aimed for a long time on the right side, and finally chose to take a long shot, but was blocked by Benzema...

Casemiro, who was outflanking in the middle, kicked directly with a little anger, but the football jumped directly through the gap between Van Dijk and Bernat!
Alves' line of sight was completely blocked by others, and there was nothing he could do about this cold arrow!

4: 2!

Fat Tiger, who scored the long shot, had a complicated look on his face. He didn't celebrate anything, but was a little at a loss.

【How to do? 】

[I scored a goal in Valencia? 】

【What would they think? 】

"Crack, crack, crack!"

Before he finished thinking about it, he heard a burst of warm applause from behind:
"Beautiful entry!"

Hearing this yin and yang voice, the hair on the back of Casemiro's neck suddenly stood on end.

He turned around slowly:
"Oh no, it's not me, I'm not, I don't want to!"

He saw a handsome smiling face with a joyful smile:
"This is what Real Madrid looks like to me!
The great Juanito is with you!
Never give in, fight until the last second! "

Lee Polo opened his hands, then clenched his fists:

"Very good! Great!
There are 13 minutes left in the game!Let's fight again! "

(End of this chapter)