Football's Number One Madman

Chapter 46 Come and fuck me, I am stronger!
"...It's time to change your style of play."

In the 32nd minute, after another round of Milton's offensive failed, Robinson finally admitted that his first set of tactics had failed.

Crossing from the side and looking for high points in the penalty area, this simple and rough style of play has almost no threat in front of Wimbledon with Lee Polo!
Powell, who acted as a battering ram, not only failed to create a murderous intent, he couldn't even grab a high-altitude ball!
Robinson took a deep breath, whistled vigorously, and conveyed his intentions to the disciples on the field with gestures and pictures:

"Steady down! Strengthen ball control, look for through ball opportunities, we will hit the middle to penetrate!"

Cox, who was ten meters away, grinned and muttered to his boss:
"The voice is so loud, does he think we can't understand English?"

Adrey smiled silently:
"Want to penetrate through our defense line? Then he needs to redefine... what is prejudgment!"
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There are not many tactical options before Robinson.

Especially after his opponent scored a goal, he honestly launched a counterattack.

The 442 formation, which originally focused on defense, is now commanding all the midfielders to retreat to the edge of the penalty area. Whether Milton wants to rely on short passes to penetrate the gap, or rely on the ability of the players to attack the penalty area, he must face Surrounded by double lines of defense.

But... football is round, no tactic is perfect, and no line of defense can give people peace of mind.

After the two sides set out their chariots and horses, the rest can only be handed over to the players on the field.

And the overall strength of Milton's players is indeed three points stronger than Wimbledon!
In the 39th minute, Milton's offensive core, Grieg, suddenly retreated to catch the ball. Phillips did not hesitate, and went up immediately, forcing the opponent to turn around and face the goal.

But Grieg didn't try to turn around at all, but sent a kick behind the ball with his heel!

The ball brushed Phillips' legs and jumped over, and the ball passed to the area Phillips was defending before!
"?!"

Adrey jumped directly from the coach's bench.

Both Lee Polo and Smith were restrained by their opponents, there was nothing left!
Afubi, the fastest of Milton's Trident, got out of the crowd, and when he caught up with the football, he shot it with a burst!
Goalkeeper Werner swooped sideways, but didn't reach the ball at all!
"Come in!"

Robinson couldn't help but want to yell, his fists clenched tightly, his nails deeply embedded in his palms.

Adele on the other side suffocated directly!
"Buzz!"

With a muffled sound, the goalpost of the visiting team trembled violently.

Afubi knelt down in the restricted area with his head in his arms!

Outrageous!

This volley of his... actually scraped the door frame and flew into the stands!
"call……"

Adelei, who had escaped the catastrophe, let out a heavy breath, and suddenly felt a burst of icy wetness coming from his armpits, and when he touched it, it was covered in sweat.

Robinson straightened his body, and uttered the most vicious curse to God:
"Damn it! God, have you been kidnapped by them, otherwise why are you so cruel to me!"
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The last few minutes of the first half were spent slowly in stalemate, Wimbledon returned to the dressing room with a score of 1-0.

Players can rest for a few minutes and even enjoy a muscle massage from the team doctor, but Adre and Cox are the two most nervous people.

"Boorman, Porter, the two of you must be firmly blocked at the top of the penalty area to prevent long-range shots, and also prevent Grieg from retreating like before."

"Rigg, Reeves, you must shrink further and help your teammates defend the ribs. You can let go of the outside wing. Their crosses are not threatening!"

"Phillips, don't be easily distracted by the opponent!"

"Smith, Fuller, don't let the opponent enter the penalty area easily!"

"Warner, stay focused and be more decisive when making saves!"

"Everyone, don't use your feet casually. If you have the opportunity, go to Akinfenwa and Aziz. They will always be on the opponent's defense line. Don't waste the opportunity to counterattack!"

After assigning work to each player, Adre took a breath, and then saw Li Polo with his eyes closed.

[Miss this kid? 】

"plum……"

Adrey was about to add something, but after thinking for three seconds, he just patted him on the shoulder:

"Keep going in the second half!"

Li Poluo opened his eyes, looked at the head coach, and nodded speechlessly.

【If you really have nothing to say to me, you don’t have to! 】
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In the home team locker room, the atmosphere was surprisingly heavy.

Powell, who took on the heavy responsibility of attacking in the first half, lowered his head, looking listless.

Seeing him pull his hips like this, Robinson didn't know how to criticize him, so he turned to other players:
"Grieg's pullback was very sudden and caught them by surprise. This is what we need. Their Phillips is 32 years old, and his physical fitness must not keep up with you. In the second half, you need to strengthen running and tandem. If you can Equalize in 20 minutes and we'll have the upper hand!"

Greg nodded slightly:
"Phillips isn't a problem, but..."

He glanced at Afobi, obviously very dissatisfied with the quality of the previous one-handed goal.

Afobi's black face turned even darker:
"Next time, next time for sure!"
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"drop!"

With the whistle of the referee Simon, the game entered the second half.

The ball was exchanged, Akinfenwa kicked off in the middle circle, then turned and ran towards the opponent's half.

Porter, who received the ball, made a cross to the left, Boorman took two steps forward, and then made an arc.

Milton's captain, Levinton, froze for a moment.

[The arc is too high, it's obviously not passed to Akinfenwa! 】

He suddenly turned his head and looked behind, Aziz was advancing at high speed from the gap!
[Another anti-offside stepping on the horse? 】

Levinton made a decisive decision, gave up continuing to defend Akinfenwa, and rushed directly to Aziz!

Also thanks to his decision, as long as he slows down a little for half a second, Aziz can volley again without being watched!

Aziz catches up to the ball and Levington catches up to him.

The Kuangbang striker swung his leg first, but was blocked by Levington at the moment of shooting!

This volley hit the courageous captain Milton, and there was an obvious change of line, flying directly out of the baseline.

【so far so good. 】

Robinson on the sidelines let out a long sigh of relief.

Then his body became stiff again!

Because he saw... the two central defenders of Wimbledon crossed half the court and ran directly to the home team's penalty area!

【Damn it! 】

Corner for Wimbledon!
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"Crazy Beckham" Rieger stood in the corner area. He carefully stepped on the turf under his feet to ensure that it was flat and suitable for kick-offs. Then he carefully placed the ball and took a step back.

He raised his right hand high, indicating that his teammates can seize a favorable position.

There were at least 7 teammates in front of the penalty area, but he saw the not very tall figure at a glance.

Unlike others, Lee Polo raised his arms.

And Li Polo's front, back, left, and right sides are all the opponent's defensive players!
Levington, Powell, and even Ali are all staring at him!

Looking at these strong men with an average height of 188, Li Polo still has the mood to activate traditional skills:
"Hey, buddies, are you so afraid of my header?"

Regarding his provocation, none of the Milton players who had formed resistance said anything, but followed him even more closely.

Li Poluo raised his two arms high, shook them a few times towards Rieger, and then continued to provoke:

"That's fine, I'll let you guys experience it, even if I'm surrounded by many people, I can still win this time... ah!"

Levinton and the others saw Li Polo suddenly accelerate, and actually retreated from the double-team of three people!

"Damn it!"

Ali was the first to burst into anger, and rushed towards Li Poluo without saying a word!

Powell, Levington followed, and even another central defender Kai was involved.

Just one second later, Li Polo was once again surrounded by four burly men!

Then Li Polo showed a devilish smile.

He stopped, stood on the edge of the penalty area, and pointed to another central defender five meters away:

"Welcome to Wimbledon goals!"

Rigg's corner kick didn't go to Li Polo at all!
He found Phillips who had no sense of existence!

The 1.8-meter-[-] third captain of the crazy gang jumped high. At this moment, there was no defensive player within one meter of him!
"Whoosh!"

Milton's goalkeeper has done his best, but his fingertips are still 5 cm away from the ball!

2: 0!

"Sorry guys."

Li Poluo laughed even more wildly:
"Although I'm a strong opponent, I'm so tightly surrounded by the four of you, I can't get a header!"

Levington, Ali, Kai, and Powell turned their heads and looked over at the same time.

From their eyes, Li Poluo saw boundless murderous intent!
[Negative emotions from Levington, +5! 】

[Kai, +2! 】

[Powell, +5! 】

[Ali, +10! 】

(End of this chapter)