Football's Number One Madman

Chapter 63 Li Bo Luo can score this goal!

Chapter 63 Li Bo Luo can score this goal!

[Just one step slower! 】

Shane Lang was a little annoyed, but he immediately gave a thumbs up to express his gratitude to his teammates for this selfless pass.

On the contrary, Mane is even more angry than him. After all, this continuous breakthrough from the wing and clever cross is completely his personal performance. When he gets the ball next time, the Wimbledon players are bound to be more cautious and want to be so relaxed. The difficulty factor will inevitably increase exponentially.

Senegal Yaofeng glanced at the guy who ruined his good deed from a distance, as if he wanted to engrave that figure in his gaze.

Phillips stretched out his hand and pulled Li Polo up from the ground, the shock still remained on his face:

"Thanks to your accurate prediction, kid, otherwise we would have made a big mistake!"

Smith, ten meters away, also gave him a thumbs up:
"Thank you brother!"

Li Bo Luo waved his hand:
"You step on the horse and defend the throw-in, don't look at me!"
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After this false alarm, Wimbledon immediately strengthened the defense on the left. On the basis of Rigg and Smith, they added midfielder Francon. Puton's offensive on this side!

As for the other wing, Adrey really didn't take it to heart.

After all... Koeman arranged for the starting left forward Bertrand today, who has been playing as a defender before, and the experienced Fuller alone is enough to suppress.If it doesn't work, Reeves will help to defend, which is enough.

If Bertrand knew that he was seen so clearly by the opponent's head coach, he would definitely become angry and scold Adelaide for being inferior to others:

[I am the champion of the Champions League!And it's the starting member!When my bald head and Di Matteo led Chelsea to kill Bayern in 2012, you Adelaide were still playing amateur leagues with Wimbledon, right? 】

But when he tried to break through from this wing, he hit a nail in Fuller's body.

The fact is so cruel. This legendary player who has won the Champions League is now completely inferior to the poor Senegalese boy who started from the French second team...

With no hope of attacking from the left, the ball was once again concentrated on Mane's right.

In the 19th minute, Mane, who was holding the ball, tried to cut inside, but was blocked by Rieger and Smith, but he feinted and passed the ball to the right back Klein who advanced from behind.

Klein hit the bottom quickly, and Smith had no time to catch up, so he could only let him pass!

But the cross was no threat.

Shane Long didn't jump at all, he was stuck in Phillips' position and could only watch as the centre-back leaped high and pushed the football out of the penalty area.

After all, the Saints striker can reach 1.8 meters. If it is just a competition for a header, the 1.8-meter-eight Phillips does not have much pressure.

Porter, who was at the top of the arc in the penalty area, grabbed the first point of the football. He didn't even turn around, and knocked the ball diagonally behind him with his heel!
As the core of Wimbledon's midfield, he knows almost every teammate's running position. When everyone else is concentrated on the left, there is definitely one person on the right!

Reeves!
The right-wing midfielder, who had hardly played at all since the start, finally got the ball, and in front of him was only the opponent's full-back Matt Targett - a freshly promoted from the youth team to the first team, who has not played this season. young players.

In fact, Target, who was born in 1995, is only two years younger than Reeves, but Reeves has been in League One and League Two for three seasons. In an official match, the experience of the two is not at the same level at all!
Reeves only used one of the simplest pulls to pass the ball, and he shook Target directly, and then he did not continue to attack, but sent the ball to the feet of Akinfenwa near the middle circle.

Due to lack of speed and agility, Akinfenwa seldom participates in the defense deeply. He is like a huge nail, pressing the opponent's two central defenders tightly around the center circle, reducing their manpower to participate in the siege.

At this moment, he received the football with his back, and the two central defenders immediately formed a pincer attack. One side firmly resisted his back to prevent him from turning around and breaking back, and the other side tried to steal the ball from the side and rear...

Regardless of Akinfenwa's heavy body and slow speed, his ball-handling skills are still quite stable. The two central defenders, one left and one right, pressed for five seconds, but they didn't find a chance. Arrived in time for support.

Akinfenwa's buttocks slammed up, and the two defenders who were tightly behind them suddenly staggered, and couldn't help taking a step back. The left center back, Florin Gados, even sat down on the ground!
It was this step back time that gave him the opportunity to pass the ball to Francon who came to support.

Francon had observed the formation and positions of both sides long ago, and without wasting any time, he directly sent a kick to the ground!
A black shadow brushed against Gados' feet and rushed towards Southampton's half!
Gados, who was still sitting on the ground, slammed his left hand and jumped up, but when he turned and chased, Reeves, who had been prepared, had already thrown himself three meters away!
His head suddenly exploded with a "buzz"!
In the matter of quick counterattack, if the start is three meters late, the probability of catching up with the opponent will be infinitely close to zero!

Unless the opponent's name is Balotelli or Sterling!

Reeves, who has not scored a goal all season, obviously cherishes this single-handed opportunity very much. He has already begun to adjust his pace when he is five or six meters away from the penalty area.

When Saints goalkeeper Foster rushed out of the goal and rushed towards him, Reeves just calculated the direction and strength, swung his right foot and made a shallow arc!

Foster stretched his arms as hard as he could, but he was half a second too late!
The football bypassed his fingers and flew in from the dead corner of the goal!

"boom!"

A huge cheer erupted from the King's Grass court!

The team they supported took the lead in the 20th minute!

1: 0!
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"YES!"

Reeves, who scored the first goal of the season, couldn't control his excitement at all. He did two front flips directly in front of the opponent's goalkeeper. Foster was so angry that he almost couldn't help punching him to the ground!
[If you want to celebrate, you can go to the side! 】

[Why do you have to hang around under my nose? 】
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"It's not easy, I finally got one."

Aziz, the roommate sitting on the bench, laughed and commented:

"However, Francon passed the ball so comfortably, even the Borona kid can easily shoot it?"

Another roommate, the third goalkeeper McDonnell, thought for three seconds before shaking his head seriously:

"I don't think so. If that kid's jumping and heading are at the Premier League level, then his shooting skills can only be at the amateur level. After seeing Foster abandon the goal and attack, maybe he will even forget how to swing his legs!"

Aziz was stunned for a moment, but couldn't help laughing out loud:

"Dude, you're right!"
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Although he couldn't hear the ridicule from his roommates, Li Polo still got a chance to perform.

Southampton, which was one goal behind, continued to strengthen its offense, but whether it was Mane's wing breakthrough or a high ball pass, he still failed to create a real killing intent, and instead was hit by Wimbledon.

It's just that Reeves, who was in charge of the assault this time, was not so lucky. The opponent's defender Gados directly shoveled from the side and rear, knocking him to the ground with the ball!
Reeves hugged his knees and rolled on the grass three or four times before finally stopping. The referee did not hesitate and showed a red card to the opponent's defender!
Ronald Coman couldn't sit still.

Before the first half was over, his team was sent off!
And it's a defender!

[Adjust now?Or drag it until halftime and make a substitution? 】

Before he could figure out the answer, Rigg took this free kick in the frontcourt.

Among the crowd, Li Boluo leaped high, overwhelming all the players and passing the ball into the goal!

2: 0!

Coman's face was gloomy!
He glanced at Bertrand who was doing nothing on the field, then at Alderweireld who was sitting on the bench, and roared in a muffled voice:
"Toby, get ready to warm up!"

(End of this chapter)

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