Football's Number One Madman

Chapter 413 Don't Hit Me If You Can!

After completing a hat-trick in 25 minutes, Lee Polo finally enjoyed the most meticulous care from the Arsenal players.

From the beginning of special man-marking, it has developed to 2+1 today!

No matter where he appears, there must be two players who are close at hand to defend, and at the same time, there must be a No.3 player to fill in at any time!
In modern football tactics, this is definitely a deformed and backward tactic!

But in the situation of three goals behind, Wenger had to make such a choice.

Compared with the "beautiful football" and "offensive football" he insisted on, he is more unwilling to have a fiasco at Stamford Bridge!
[At least... stop losing the ball! 】

[Or take a step back, at least...Lee Polo can't let today's Arsenal become Scotland at that time! 】

[Arsenal must not be allowed to become a stepping stone for Lee Polo to further ascend to the altar! 】
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In the 31st minute, Pedro made a breakthrough from the left and was brought down by Bellerin. Fabregas took a free kick to give Polo an assist. I can only watch Koscielny head the ball out of the penalty area, and then be kicked into the stands by Luiz.

After 5 minutes, Arsenal played a whirlwind, Bellerin broke through from the right and then made a direct pass to the center. Ramsey did not try to cooperate with the trident in the frontcourt. Instead, he used their running to find a gap in the defense. Lifting your foot is a 30-meter shot!

Courtois's sight was completely blocked by the figure in front of the penalty area. It was a step too late when he saw the football penetrate the defense line. Fortunately, Rudiger subconsciously stretched his leg to block it, causing the cold shot to fly out of the baseline.

Seeing that the back line was slightly tight, Li Polo did not adopt the posture of a "super striker". He took the initiative to retreat to the penalty area, preparing to pick up his original job: central defender!

But Captain Cahill waved at him:
"Are you looking down on people? Go back to us!"

Luiz, Azpilicueta, and Alonso all looked disgusted.

Fabregas explained for his teammates:
"Defending Arsenal's corner... there is no need for you to come back and help!"

In terms of height, jumping, and the ability to compete for headers, even without Li Polo, Chelsea can completely crush Arsenal!
Sure enough, the corner kick taken by Xhaka did not find any teammates at all, and was slapped out of the penalty area by Courtois, the highest point in the game - a full two meters!
Fabregas let the ball sideways, and then quickly moved forward. William, Li Polo, and Pedro fired three arrows, and launched the most violent counterattack towards Bellerin and Monreal who stayed on the center line!
William caught up with the pass from the right. He originally wanted to pass to Li Polo immediately, but Monreal kept an eye out and rubbed the ball with his toes. The football changed its flight trajectory and slanted. Xiang flew to the foot of Pedro on the left.

Pedro didn't waste a second, just pushed the arch of his right foot, and the football jumped out directly on the slippery turf!
The saber that had completed the pass was slapped on the forehead:

"Ah, forgot to give the high ball!"

This kick goes straight... faster than he imagined! -
"Arsenal's corner... immediately turned into a Chelsea counter!"

Zhan Jun's mood fluctuated rapidly with the game situation:
"Although the through pass from Pedro penetrated Bellerin's back, it was farther away from Li Polo's position, and the ball was too fast!"

Zhang Lu nodded slightly:

"Bellerin is a player known for his speed. Even Li Polo..."

Before he finished speaking, he saw Li Polo whipping up a storm in the rain!
"?!"

Just as Bellerin turned around, he was staggered by Li Polo who rushed straight from behind.

[If you are capable, don't hit me!Compete with me one-on-one for speed! 】

[Negative emotions from Bellerin, +99! 】

Bellerin, who lost his center of gravity, slipped and almost fell to the ground.

When he regained his balance, Li Poluo had already thrown him six or seven meters away, completely out of the range of pursuit!
Cech, who had already retreated to the small penalty area, did not abandon the goal and attack, but opened his arms to try to expand his defensive area.

As a goalkeeper, Cech is not worried about Li Polo kicking the goal directly, what he is more worried about is...the opponent moves left and right in the penalty area, attracting himself to make a mistake first!

To Cech's relief, Li Polo obviously didn't have the confidence to make too many moves in the penalty area when the field was slippery. The super striker just pulled the ball horizontally and shot directly!
【coming! 】

With sharp eyes and quick hands, Cech made an extremely thrilling sideways pounce, shutting the football out.

But his hands had just been separated from the football, and instead of relaxing, his mood became heavier and heavier.

[This shot is powerful and heavy, and it is already my limit to barely block it, so I can't hold the bottom line! 】

Almost at the same time as he made the save, Li Poluo moved three or four steps laterally.

The position where he appears is the route the football bounces back to!

"Oh!"

Cech fell heavily on the goal line.

His eyes were fixed on the figure ten meters away.

Li Polo grinned in the rain, and easily pushed the empty goal against the rebounding ball!
Cech raised his left leg subconsciously, and then heard the sound of the DJ at the Stamford Bridge Stadium, echoing from countless speakers:

"4:0!"

"Scorers: Lee, Po... Lo!!!"

【Why did he happen to appear there? 】

Cech's mind went blank.

Despite having a football career of over 20 years, his experience cannot explain what just happened!
He even finished persuading himself:

【Is this... a natural sense of smell in front of doors? 】

[Sure enough, a goalkeeper will never understand how terrifying a striker's talent is! 】

[Negative sentiment from Cech, +121! 】
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"4:0!!! Lee Polo scored four goals in a row in the first half! Arsenal is in a huge crisis!"

While Zhan Jun sang praises for Li Poluo's outstanding performance, he was deeply worried about the away team Arsenal.

Zhang Lu paid more attention to the process of the goal just now:

"That's the frustration of Arsenal, they can't play a threat in attack, and they are even more powerless in defense.

To give a very simple example: if there is a super header like Lee Polo in Arsenal, Chelsea must strengthen the defensive strength in the penalty area, and absolutely dare not leave so many people on the front line to wait for counterattack opportunities! "

The camera showed the benches of both sides on the sidelines.

Conte rushed out of the awning long ago and celebrated passionately in the heavy rain, completely ignoring that his suit was soaked by the rain.

On the visiting team ten meters away, Wenger stared blankly at the players on the field and sat in his seat without saying a word.

He picked up a bottle of mineral water from his feet, wanted to unscrew the lid, and take a sip of water to calm the shock, but he tried four or five times, but he couldn't beat the bottle of pure water, so he had no choice but to put it on the ground again.

This small movement was completely captured by the camera, and Zhan Jun couldn't help sighing:

"Wenger has obviously lost his size, otherwise he wouldn't be unable to unscrew a bottle of mineral water."

Zhang Lu looked up at the time:
"Fortunately, the first half is coming to an end, and Wenger can make some adjustments during the intermission to make the team ... change in the second half."

A few minutes later, in the home team's locker room, Conte mobilized with a smile on his face:

"We can't be satisfied with the score of 4:0, we have to let the score continue to change!"

He glanced at Li Polo, who scored 4 goals, and suppressed his voice slightly:
"Give you 25 minutes, if you don't score again, I will replace you in the 70th minute!"

Li Boluo froze for a moment, then pinched his knuckles with both hands, making a "crackling" sound.

He grinned and smiled at Kong Er:
"Coach, you have found the most direct and correct way to motivate me!"

"I don't need any encouragement and stimulation, I prefer provocation!"

"I accept this challenge!"

He also suppressed his voice:
"If I can finish the next goal in five minutes, the next game against Tottenham, I will refuse to rest!"

(End of this chapter)