Football's Number One Madman

Chapter 422 Crooked ways?New tactics!
"Ah this..."

Lineker, who was sitting in the live broadcast room, clearly saw Li Polo's small movements before scoring through the slow-motion playback.

Both he and Carragher opened their mouths wide open, unable to speak for a long time.

Li Polo's movements are not big, and in the eyes of most of the audience, they will not even be noticed, but as a former professional player, and a top player, they certainly understand that what is going on in this guy's head? what idea...

Carragher shook his head:
"Some people say that Lee Polo is a rude butcher who only uses his body to cause damage, but I think that a person who can say such a thing is an out-and-out fool!"

Lineker suddenly thought of another thing.

[In the first half... Trippier's accidental injury was also the result of Lee Polo's deliberate design? 】

[With Li Polo's running speed without the ball, if he didn't deliberately wait, how could Trippier catch up to him? 】

This "first gentleman in football" who had never received a yellow card in his life suddenly had goosebumps all over his body!
[This child's deep thoughts are really chilling! 】

[Negative sentiment from Gary Lineker, +233! 】
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Entering the last 20 minutes, Conte began to make substitution adjustments.

Hazard, who scored a penalty kick in this game and made Vertonghen off the field, was the first to be replaced.

Zhaqiu Wang didn't feel any dissatisfaction. After all, he played a full 90 minutes in the League Cup in the middle of the week. It was indeed a bit difficult for him who had just lost 2 catties.

It was not the regular rotation of Moses who replaced him in the game, but the young Mount-perhaps because of his good left foot ability and the ability to play as a left winger.

Subsequently, Cesc Fabregas was also replaced by Golovin. In this game, the two midfielders of Tottenham, Wanyama and Dembele, were entangled in turns. As for just giving Lee Polo an assist.

The two young frontcourt players have undoubtedly added fresh blood to Chelsea. They are not only energetic but also full of aggression. As long as the Tottenham players dare to stick the ball, they will immediately press and force the opponent to rush the ball. Inability to organize patiently.

Seeing the young man running so actively, Li Poluo slowed down his pace very relieved.

As a "veteran" who has been famous for many years, today's opponents have already grasped Li Polo's characteristics clearly. The entire football world knows that Li Polo, who is a striker, is definitely the striker with the strongest defensive ability!

Even a player with strong ball control ability would not dare to show off his skills in front of him.Once he steals the ball, he can face the team's defense and even the goalkeeper!
[Since I can't grab the ball, let the young people grab it! 】

The 23-year-old Lee Polo pinned his hopes on the 21-year-old Golovin and the 18-year-old Mount.

The hard work paid off, and the efforts of the young people were not in vain. In the 83rd minute, Golovin finally cooperated with Kanter to complete a steal from Eriksson, who was physically weak, and sent the ball to Mount.

Mang Bao, the youngest player in the game, first used his ability to touch the ball continuously with both feet to fight a bloody path from Ndidi and Dembele's siege and interception, and then...he directly faced the opponent's defense.

Li Polo had already advanced diagonally, and while attracting Dyer away, he reached out for the ball, but Mount took him as a bait, took advantage of him tearing a gap in the back line, and shot decisively!

"Tsk! This brat!"

A light flashed in Li Poluo's eyes, and then he braked suddenly, turned around and got rid of Dyer's close pressing, and rushed to the far post position.

Mount's shot was indeed unexpected, but his grasp of the angle was not precise enough. After Lori took a step sideways, he slapped his shot...

But Lori didn't feel relaxed at all, because in the next second, he saw that the football he just shot flew towards Li Polo by a strange coincidence? !
"Damn! Why is he there?!"

Lori's heart is full of question marks, but no one can answer him!
I saw Lee Polo dive and bomb, and he succeeded with an easy follow-up shot!

5: 0!

[Negative emotions from Lori, +555! 】

[Dyer, +248! 】

[Pochettino, +999! 】

[Wembley fans, +62012! 】

[National Tottenham fans, +245614! 】
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[I didn't expect... Tottenham have so many fans! 】

Seeing the negative emotions crazily pouring into his body, Lee Polo nodded in relief.

After all, after he rewrote the score to 4:0, the fans of the home team in the stands had already left in large numbers, which made him worry that his income would be greatly reduced.

Fortunately, thanks to the system, even if these Tottenham fans escaped from the stadium, they would still be ruthlessly harvested by Li Polo...

Lee Polo, who scored a hat-trick, was replaced by Batshuayi in the 86th minute.

Only scoring 3 goals caused Li Polo's average efficiency of 5.25 per game to drop sharply, so he snorted to Conte who came to greet him with some displeasure:
"I don't feel like I need to be substituted."

Conte pointed to his trousers:
"I'm not worried about your fitness, it's just that we don't carry so many replacement jerseys..."

Li Boluo sneered, and casually lifted his trousers up an inch:
"I found a new set of tactics, especially suitable for cracking dense defenses."

Conte is not stupid at all, and immediately thought of his plan:

"It's just that... it will cost more clothes?"

Li Boluo tugged at the collar of his jersey, thinking:
"In the future...give me the thinnest style, if it can be torn easily, that would be great!"

Conte rolled his eyes openly:

"Brother, although your tactic is a bit unexpected, if you use it too often, not only will the entire Premier League laugh at you, but... our jersey sponsor will also be suspected of having problems with the quality of the clothes!"

Li Poluo considered it seriously for a few seconds, and finally nodded:
"You are right, I should conquer my opponent with my real skills, not rely on these crooked methods!"

Conte nodded in relief, thinking that his earnest efforts were not in vain.

Li Polo looked at Vertonghen not far away:

"Next time, I'll cut off their legs directly!"

Vertonghen suddenly shivered.

Conte's smile froze on his face, even a little annoyed:
"You might as well use crooked ways! At least no one will die!"
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"Drip, drip, drip~~~"

Mike Dean finally blew the final whistle.

The referee, who was nearly fifty years old, breathed a sigh of relief, and then walked towards his team.

"It's really not easy!"

A lineman smiled at him.

Dean shrugged:

"I don't want to officiate a Chelsea game ever again!"
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"...Overall, this was a fierce game. Both sides had good opportunities in the first 25 minutes. However, if there are no unexpected factors, it may be more satisfying."

In the press conference after the game, Conte used 10 minutes to objectively evaluate the performance of both sides.

Then he heard Lee Polo sigh:

"For me, this is a very failed game. I failed to show my strength 100%."

The reporters sitting under the stage finally cheered up, and they stopped pretending to listen, but stopped their backs one by one, pressed their hands on the keyboard of the laptop, and were ready to start at any time.

[mmp!These hypocritical reporters! 】

Conte, who saw their actions clearly, couldn't help cursing in his heart:
[You don't pay attention to the football concept I mentioned at all! 】

[You bastards, you only have bullshit traffic and hot spots in your eyes! 】

[If you can understand football, will the England national team get worse and worse? 】

——This refers to the fact that the 2010 World Cup stopped at the round of 16, and was eliminated in the group stage in 2014, and was humiliated by Italy, Uruguay, and Costa Rica in turn. With 0 wins, 1 draw, and 2 losses, they only accumulated 1 point and ranked fourth in the group The dismal results and disgraceful exit are considered to be the darkest period in the history of the Three Lions.

Li Poluo obviously grasped the thoughts of "these dogs", and spoke unhurriedly, giving them enough time to type:

"I scored seven goals in the last league game and you reminded me that the rest of the Premier League would have to target me.

In this match, I was actually well prepared, but unexpectedly, I still underestimated the tenacity of my opponent!

I have hardly touched football for a long time, and I am very worried that I will be the lowest one in the score after the game! "

【Come, come, this is the taste! 】

The reporters were full of excitement, tapping every button with their fingers like flying, and there were slight "crackling" everywhere in the media hall.

"I am very worried now. What should I do if other opponents learn from Tottenham's targeted tactics in the future?"

Lee Polo said worriedly:
"I can't score seven goals in one game anymore!"

"If I can only score 3 goals in a game like today, how can I distinguish myself from ordinary players?"

"In the next game, I must work harder!"

The reporters looked at Chelsea's schedule one after another.

A week later, in the seventh round of the league, the Blue Lions will go away to play against Stoke City, which is ranked 7th in the standings.

Someone made a sign of the cross on his chest and murmured:
"Wish you guys good luck!"

[Negative emotions from Stoke fans all over the UK, +9186! 】

(End of this chapter)