Football's Number One Madman

Chapter 42 God is on my side

Cox gave an order, and the visiting team's bench suddenly jumped.

The striker Aziz and the midfielder Reeves put on the yellow vests one after another, ready to warm up.

Li Polo was stunned for a moment, and grabbed Cox:
"And me?"

Cox throws his arms away:
"We don't need to strengthen our defense, what are you talking about?"

That's right, what Wimbledon needs most now is a passer who can find holes in the defense, and a striker who can score goals!
Why are you here as a defender to join in the fun?
If he didn't want to beware of the opponent's counterattack, Adre even wanted to withdraw a defender to further strengthen the offense!
Li Poluo curled his lips and sat down helplessly.

Reeves pressed on his head and pointed to himself:

"Just stay here quietly and watch how I, Beckham of Wimbledon, crush the opponent with a precise cross!"

Rieger on the field suddenly sneezed.

[Wimbledon's Beckham, isn't it Lao Tzu? 】
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In the 65th minute, Adrey, who was eager to open up the situation, took the lead in making substitution adjustments.

At the same time, he removed Dubis and Frampton, who had been fighting with their opponents for more than an hour, and pushed the young and strong Aziz and Reeves onto the battlefield.

Before they went on the court, Cox told them one by one from the sidelines:

"Strengthen running off the ball, and if given the chance, create penalties!"

The two teenagers grinned, nodded knowingly, and then stepped onto the pitch.

Exhausted Dubis and Boorman trudged back to the bench. Lee Polo stretched out his right hand and gave them high-fives one by one, which was the most common encouragement among teammates.

These two did not play badly, especially Dubis, who scored an equalizer goal before the end of the midfield, thus preventing the situation from deteriorating further, but encountered the opponent's defensive tactics, which made them unable to do anything Use your full strength.

The appearance of the two freshmen did add a bit of change to the stalemate. The physically fit Aziz wandered around in the home team's penalty area, attracting the attention of many defensive players and sharing a little defensive pressure for Akinfenwa; The appearance of Reeves, in addition to Rigg, Porter, and Fuller, added another crosser to Wimbledon.

There is nothing wrong with Adre's tactical design, and the players on the field are even more resolute in implementing it, but luck does not seem to be on their side.

From the 65th minute, Wimbledon formed a 20-minute siege, of which 6 times the ball was successfully passed into the penalty area, but only Aziz touched the ball once.

Aziz 183, Akinfenwa 180, Francon 180, Reeves 173, Boorman 175, Porter 170...

The disadvantages of Wimbledon's frontcourt players are obvious!
"The height difference is too much..."

Cox regretted watching yet another free-kick in the front court go to waste.

In the 86th minute, Crazy Gang midfielder Alfie Porter took a strong shot 25 meters away from the goal and was pushed out of the baseline by the opponent's goalkeeper. Wimbledon won the 6th corner kick in the game.

The coach of the home team waved back and made his last substitution adjustment.

He removed the last striker and replaced it with a tall central defender, ready to defend the penalty area, and then ended the whole game with a 1:1 draw and 1 point!
Seeing this situation, Adre immediately communicated tactical adjustments to the backcourt players:

"Central defender forward! Participate in the corner attack!"

Li Poluo also jumped out from the bench, stepped forward, and began to press his legs.

Cox glanced at him:
"what are you doing?"

Lee Polo didn't look back and continued to warm up:

"I've been sitting for too long, let me move around."

Cox thought for a while, stood up too, and walked to Adrey's side.

Rigg's free kick flew straight to Aziz, but he couldn't get past the opponent's 1.9-meter-five central defender and was ejected out of bounds. Wimbledon got another corner kick.

Cox then spoke:
"Let him try."

Adrey frowned, and asked a question:
"Who do you want to replace?"

Cox glanced at the players on the field:

"Akinfenwa's physical strength has been exhausted."

Adre pondered for a moment, then nodded quickly:
"He's useless."

Cox, who was approved, jumped in front of the fourth official:

"We need a replacement! Now! Immediately!"
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Although the home team is always in a defensive stance, the pressure on the players is even greater. So after the center back made a header to clear the siege, when Rigg asked the home team caddy for the ball, the 12-year-old caddy played a trick with Rigg. Little gimmick, feint slipping the ball behind the billboard in the corner flag area...

Rieg shook his head helplessly, so he could only turn over the billboard and pick it up himself.

This is a function of the home field advantage, and their caddies can help the home team delay time, so that their players can get a breathing space.

The referee can't send off the ball boy with a red card, can he?
At least 20 seconds were wasted when Rigg pinned the football to the corner flag for another kickoff.

The game time came to the 87th minute.

A reminder came from the referee's earphones:
"Substitution."

He gestured to Rigg and pointed to the sideline area.

Akinfenwa glanced at the electronic card held up high by the fourth official, and couldn't help being stunned for a moment.

Down on the 10th, up on the 1st?

The red one is my own number: 10, and the green one is 1...Is it Lee Polo?
The opponent's head coach was also stunned, and quickly looked through the roster in his hand:
"No. 1... Polo Ri, defender?"

His assistant suddenly realized, and immediately reminded his superior:

"This defender's jumping ability is quite good. He scored a header against Manchester United before!"

The head coach immediately blew a whistle and gestured to the players tens of meters away:

"Come and keep an eye on him!"

The central defender who had just appeared on the field 3 minutes ago stood up and seemed to be ready to mark closely.

Li Poluo looked at this guy who was half a head taller than himself, and activated his traditional skills:
"Fool, do you think you are better than Manchester United defenders?"

"They can't keep an eye on me, who do you think you are?"

[Negative sentiment from James Felt, +1! 】

Felt also has a good temper. After being ridiculed for a long time, he finally thought of the words to counterattack:
"Since you are so powerful, why are you just a substitute?"

【Extremely Beautiful! 】

[Let you be arrogant in front of Lao Tzu! 】

After finishing speaking, he couldn't help but want to applaud warmly for his sharp counterattack!
But he didn't appreciate the expression of embarrassment and anger on the other party's face when the truth was exposed, he only saw a disappearing afterimage!

"FU*K!"

Felt cursed and hurriedly chased Li Polo, but it was too late!

It's just one step too late!

Lee Polo had already completed the run-up, and even jumped high in the crowd with the help of his teammate Phillips' shoulders!
He jumps higher than anyone else!
Rigg's corner kick hit him on the forehead with great precision, as if he had his own scope!
Lee Polo shook his head at the highest point!
Just listening to the sound of "嗖", a white light flew into the home team's goal like this!

2: 1!

Wimbledon completed the reversal in the 88th minute!

"YES!"

Adre raised his arms and shouted from the sidelines!

Cox let out a long breath, then laughed:

"Little guy, well done!"

Time is running out for Cheltenham!
They don't even have a striker!

They only have six defenders and four iron waists!
This goal is a lore!
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Looking at the ball spinning in the net, Felt stopped in despair.

The head coach arranged for him to come off the bench, just to guard against the opponent's high-altitude ball, but... he screwed up!
"Boom."

He saw the goal scorer land in front of him.

There was no gesture of passionate celebration.

Li Poluo just smiled at him, then spread his hands and shrugged:

"I told you a long time ago, brother, God is on my side, you can't guard me at all!"

[Negative emotions from Field, +3! 】

Li Poluo frowned somewhat dissatisfied.

[I only got 3 points of emotion in exchange for being so sarcastic about him?This guy's temper is too good! 】

[Instead of these little guys like Januzaj, they would have already punched me in the face! 】

[I just want to cheat another red card! 】

(End of this chapter)