Football's Number One Madman

Chapter 442 The Stain of Lee Polo's Life!

"Boom~"

The moment Li Polo scored a goal, the entire stadium was filled with a huge sound wave.

Li Poluo, who stopped in his tracks, turned around and looked at the stands, only to see regretful faces.

Nearly [-] Crystal Palace supporters were extremely lost at this moment.

Throughout the first half, even before 60 minutes, they were full of expectations for the result.

They have lost 7 games in a row, and everyone trembled with excitement at the thought of scoring points, or even all three points, against Chelsea with Lee Polo!
But when Li Polo made a penalty kick in the second half and scored two consecutive goals in 6 minutes, the fans of Crystal Palace fell from heaven to the clouds, and everyone shivered as if they were deep in an ice abyss.

The sweet dream of the first 60 minutes is completely awakened at this moment!
Even with close to 20 minutes to go, every Crystal Palace fan knows all too well:
The situation is set!

Not only did their team lack a main defender, but the overall lineup had been dismantled to pieces. Even if they wanted to attack, they couldn't play at a normal level!
Three central defenders, two full-backs, and two defensive midfielders, almost none of them have the ability to attack forward. They only rely on Townsend, who replaced him in the second half, and Zaha, whose legs were weak. How could the two of them smash? To drive Chelsea's solid defense?

What's more...Chelsea, will they give Crystal Palace a chance to attack?
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In the 76th minute, Kanter successfully singled out Zaha, and Crystal Palace's offensive collapsed in half.

The football rolled to Fabregas' feet, and he and Pedro on the right had a "La Masia fast break".

Two old teammates who grew up in a youth training camp used dazzling cooperation to advance the ball from their own half to the opponent's 30-meter area.

When they pass each other quickly and frequently, if only relying on their own experience, Li Polo has no way of predicting how they will cooperate in the next step. The midfielders of Crystal Palace can only try to make them make mistakes by pulling and colliding. .

But even so, Fabregas sent his old friend a scalpel-like through ball before losing his balance!

Pedro relies on speed to overtake Crystal Palace's left back!
[Does he want to continue to go deep into the penalty area and make an inverted triangle cross? 】

[Or resolutely go to the bottom and pass directly in front of the goal to create chaos? 】

Looking at his teammates running wildly, Li Poluo was a little uncertain.

If he wanted to outflank the center, Li Polo did not have absolute confidence to shoot accurately under the defense of the three central defenders, unless...

Pedro didn't continue to hit the bottom, but took a curve ball just after entering the 20-meter area!

The football spun into the air and flew towards the penalty area!
"Pretty!"

The corner of Li Polo's mouth couldn't help grinning towards his ear.

In order to limit themselves, Dan and Tomkins overdrawn too much physical strength in the first 75 minutes. The limit has almost stopped their legs, leaving only a young Mensa who can barely support.

But...Mensah, who was born as a right back, is not qualified for this position at all!

It was too much of a stretch to entrust Lee Polo to him for defense!
Seeing Li Polo who was about to leave his defensive range, Mensa subconsciously stretched out his hand!
He grabbed Lee Polo's jersey, but he couldn't stop Lee Polo from hitting the ball!
The football changed its direction lightning-fast in mid-air, almost brushing the toes of the goalkeeper Speroni and smashing into the goal!
4: 2!

At this moment, only two and a half minutes have passed since Li Poluo scored the overtake goal!
[Negative emotions from the Crystal Palace team, +8866!]

[Home fans, +19555! 】

[National Crystal Palace fans, +48686! 】
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[This didn't stop him? 】

【monster! 】

Letting go of his left hand, Fosu-Mensah couldn't accept the fact.

[I have clearly grabbed the opponent's jersey tightly, but I haven't stopped the opponent's momentum at all...]

[Is this the power of the world's number one scoring machine? 】

He stared blankly at the blue figure in front of him, feeling full of emotion in his heart.

[I heard that this boss only started playing in the fourth level at the age of 20. I am only 19 years old this year, so I have to work hard! 】

He silently clenched his fists, and his heart was full of great pride, and he was also full of longing and dreams for the future.

Then he saw the blue figure turn around and raised his hand to apply to the referee:
"Referee, he pulled my clothes like this, isn't there a red card?"

The referee glanced at the jersey that was indeed deformed, and silently showed Mensa a yellow card!
The longing in Mensa's heart was instantly shattered!
【My idol, that's not the case! 】

[Negative sentiment from Fosu Mensa, +233!]
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As the game entered the last 10 minutes, the physical fitness of the home team players collectively approached the red line, and their running ability dropped sharply. The defensive system that seemed to be watertight before gradually became leaky...

In the 82nd minute, Alonso made a pass from the left. Li Polo leaned against Mensah with his back and headed out a little. Hazard got the ball from the left and directly kicked a low shot. The football found the only path in the crowd. On the way to the goal, Speroni, whose vision was blocked, did not respond!
5: 2!

Hazard also scored twice!

In the 86th minute, Pedro shrank inwards, attracting the full-backs to dispatch. William took advantage of the situation and made a cross.

Only 2 minutes later, Cesc Fabregas, who was about to be substituted, exhausted all his strength and sent a weird overhead ball to Lee Polo.

Because [Eagle Eye] hadn't finished cooling down yet, Li Boluo made a mistake in his judgment when he saw the erratic trajectory of the fallen leaf spinning ball, and finally let the football fly out of the baseline with his hair!
[Negative emotions from Li Bo Luo, +999! 】

After getting the plug-in, Li Poluo has become recognized as the number one header master in football, and this miss is bound to become a big black spot in his career!
He can already predict that fans of Ronaldo and Messi will definitely make this picture into a GIF emoticon pack, and take it out every day to blackmail!

"..."

Fabregas, who had good intentions but did something bad, suddenly turned dark.

He turned to the sidelines for the first time, desperately waving his hands at Conte:

"I don't accept substitutions!"

"I'm going to keep playing!"

"If I don't give Brother Poluo an assist, I will definitely not end!"

Kong Er was originally a very assertive coach, but seeing that the players were so determined, he gave up the substitution, and replaced Pedro with Remy, and replaced Kanter with Golovin.

After Li Polo joined Chelsea, the first teammate who took the initiative to express his kindness to him, Remy sent the ball directly to Li Polo's feet the first time he touched the ball after playing!
It's a pity that Li Boluo's skills are not good, and he shot from the top of the penalty area, which finally deviated from the expected track and slipped out.

But Remy was not discouraged at all. After only 30 seconds, he continued his efforts and directly grabbed the ball from the opponent's left back Van Aanholt, and hoisted the ball into the penalty area again!
Lee Polo hits the ball to the top!
But I don't know if he used up his aura of the leading role, or was disturbed by the young and vigorous Mensa around him. This head hammer, which was bound to win, hit the goalkeeper Speroni's lower abdomen!

Speroni fell to the ground in pain, but he still didn't forget to hold the football in his arms, and didn't give Hazard a chance to make up shots...

In the last minute of stoppage time, Remy broke through on the right and was fouled. Chelsea won a free kick in a good position. Fabregas rolled up his sleeves and took a deep breath, waiting for Luis, Cahill and others position, volleyed into the penalty area!

In his eyes, Cahill, who is over 1.9 meters tall, Luis, who is 1.8 meters nine, and Alonso, who is 1.8 meters eight, can't be seen at all!
He doesn't recognize anyone except Li Polo!
Even if Li Polo was entangled by Mensa and Dan, Fabregas would only pass it on to him!

But at this time, Li Polo was really suffering and couldn't tell. Two defensive players, one on the left and one on the right, were almost riding on him, and there was no room for him to speed up!

He could only watch Louis, who was a few steps away, rose from the crowd and smashed the ball into the net!

6: 2!

Chelsea's difficult reversal!

"David...Louis!"

Luis, who had just scored a goal, had not had time to celebrate when he heard a gnashing of teeth in his ears.

He turned his head and looked over, only to see Cesc Fabregas with his eyes wide open!

"Cesc, great pass!"

The shaggy-haired Louis laughed and rushed towards the teammate who sent the assist, and hugged him up!
What greeted him was a resounding slap without a face!

"Snapped!"

Louis, staring at the stars, almost fell to the ground.

[What kind of newly created celebrations are these? 】

[Did you learn from the bearded head coach of Liverpool? 】

[Like to slap your players big mouth after winning? 】

The eyeballs of Cesc Fabregas, who was lifted up in the sky by Luis, were all red!
[You pay me for assists! 】

(End of this chapter)