Football's Number One Madman

Chapter 76 Are you going to compare the header with me?
"Adebayo... Ajinfenwa!"

Over the King Turf Field, the cheers belonging to Akinfenwa have not yet fallen, and Liverpool's striker Lambert has restarted the kick.

The Red Army soldiers rushed towards the half of the home team like a tide, completely suppressing the blue in the narrow space of less than 20 meters.

Until this time, the vast majority of people suddenly understood what Liverpool's second set of tactics was?
"Gerrard's position is more advanced, he is equivalent to the second striker!"

BBC presenter Gary Lineker couldn't believe it, but as a legendary striker, he fully understood the intent of the arrangement.

Carragher nodded again and again:
"Coutinho, Markovic, and Manquillo, they contain a lot of defensive forces on the wing, and Steven can get more space and opportunities behind Lambert!"

Neville, of course, will sing the opposite:

"But he needs to meet two conditions:
First, the wing can successfully pass;
Second, Gerrard can beat the young central defender at Wimbledon! "

Carragher fell silent for a moment.

The game has been played for nearly half an hour, and Gerrard has had many opportunities to confront Li Bo Luo, but until now, he has not been able to break through the defensive area of ​​No. 1 Mad Gang.

There are indeed reasons why his teammates lacked the accuracy of passing the ball, but even Gerrard himself must admit that the handsome but resolute teenager in front of him is indeed impressive in high-altitude balls and ground interceptions!

As the game went on, Li Bo Luo also had a little more respect and admiration for Gerrard.

He at least prevented the opponent from hitting the door directly twice, but he did not receive any negative emotions from Gerrard!
Looking at another striker, Lambert, who has never been able to touch the football in the penalty area since the start of the game, has already provided Li Bo Luo with more than 20 experience points!
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In the 35th minute of the game, Liverpool, who had been unable to attack for a long time, finally decided to slow down the rhythm.

Akinfenwa and Dubis also took the opportunity to take a breath, and did not continue to press forward, allowing their opponents to fall in the middle and backcourt.

Half a minute later, the slowed down Liverpool pressed together again. Henderson and Manquillo used a simple two-pass to swipe away Rigg, and then joined forces to go straight to Wimbledon's left rib!
Smith immediately followed Manquillo, while Phillips could only bite the bullet and stop Henderson from getting any closer to the penalty area.

But Manquillo made an emergency stop and smashed the ball, and after shaking half of his position, he made a decisive cross!

Li Bo Luo suddenly opened his eyes!

The Spanish wingback's passing route is clearly presented in his eyes. This is a half-high ball, the most suitable place to clear the siege... just two meters away from him!
【That's it? 】

Li Bo Luo secretly shook his head and was about to take three steps back, but before he had time to act, he saw Lambert put up a stride!
"???!!!"

Lambert blocked Li Bo Luo's retreat!
And another player lurking behind them took the opportunity to rush out...

Number 8, Gerald!
The unmarked Red Army captain almost rubbed Lambert's body and jumped up, completing the fatal blow with a diving leap!
1: 1!

Liverpool equalised in the 36th minute!
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"Beautiful! The goal was scored!"

Zhan Jun immediately cheered for his captain.

Li Yuankui also praised the tactic:
"This cooperation is a bit like a pick-and-roll in basketball. Lambert stopped Li Bo Luo and solved the biggest trouble for Gerrard..."

Zhan Jun is also apprehensive about Li Boluo's heading ability:

"One thing to say, without this pick-and-roll, Gerrard might not have been able to complete the header so comfortably."
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"..."

Li Bo Luo felt a strong surge of anger against his chest.

But the anger turned into an impulse as he watched Gerrard stoop to pick up the football from the goal and celebrate and cheer with the other Liverpool players.

【Are you so afraid of me? 】

[Especially researching a set of tactics to limit me? 】

[Should I be more honored! 】

Phillips came over with a look of frustration:

"Sorry, Poirot, I won't leave the zone so easily..."

Li Bo Luo waved his hand:
"It's not your fault, Mark."

In the situation just now, Phillips chose to mark Henderson. There is no problem. He can only blame Rigg for losing his position easily.

But Rigg didn't make mistakes because of his attitude. He really didn't have the ability to fight two against one another! -
On the sidelines, the two Neils hurriedly held an emergency meeting to discuss the next countermeasures.

But the two coaches glanced at the calm Rogers, but still felt a little guilty.

Cox said hesitantly:
"We... still stabilize the 10 minutes first, and then adjust the tactics in detail after the intermission."

Adley pursed his lips and finally could only agree.

In front of the morale-boosted Liverpool, they still did not dare to make any radical tactical changes. They could only hope that the players on the field could stabilize their positions and hold on to the draw first!
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Gerrard, who scored goals, seems to have found his peak form. Even his legs have become a lot lighter. He moves in and out of Wimbledon's penalty area like an impatient young man. .

Compared with the excited Gerrard, Li Polo was very calm. In just five or six minutes, he respectively resolved Markovich's cross from the left and Coutinho's through from the center, allowing the behind Werner continued to sit in front of the goal with peace of mind.

Liverpool's half-time siege was finally interrupted in the 43rd minute. Left central defender Sacco advanced with the ball for more than ten meters and observed the situation in front of the penalty area.
But maybe it was because of a decline in physical fitness, or because the turf was too soft. His kicking pass was not fully exerted. The flight path of the football lacked height, which was easily resolved by Li Boro, and Wimbledon immediately got the opportunity to counterattack!

Li Boluo used to have a panoramic view of the position of his teammates in the process of landing:
The two flanks recovered very deeply. Neither Francon nor Rigg could return to their proper positions in a short period of time. Only the two forwards and those who were cruising in the midfield were able to participate in this counterattack. Boerman three people only!

No, there is another midfielder, Alfie Porter.

Without any hesitation, Li Bo Luo shoved the ball to Porter's feet for the first time. The mad midfielder's brain relied on Lucas Rewa to complete the turn, and sent a long pass in the process of turning!
Don't look at Wimbledon's often use of midfield passes to tear open the opponent's defense in the League Two, but when facing the Premier League, they consciously put away their pass-and-control tactics. In this game, they The attack is almost all big feet forward!
If you want to show off your skills in such a strong and weak game, what is the difference between actively courting death?
"Do you really want me to chase?"

Dubis took a deep breath and chased after his teammate's pass!

Since Sacco hadn't retreated, another central defender, Skrtel, decisively left Akinfenwa and competed with Dubis for speed. As for Akinfenwa, it could only be handed over to Emre Can on the other side. .

After all, after 43 minutes of playing, the physical fitness of the players on both sides has been consumed by more than half, and the sprint speed has dropped significantly compared with the beginning of the game. Dubis, who couldn't cut inside, could only be forced by him to stay away from the middle...

"You can't have a chance to face the goal, bro!"

The Slovakian iron-blooded defender was even in the mood to sneer at his opponent.

However, he heard a reminder from his teammate Sacco:
"Watch out!"

【Be careful of what? 】

Skrtel turned his head slightly suspiciously, but from the corner of his eye, he saw a blue afterimage charging forward at high speed from the middle road!
[Hey, isn't Ajinfenwa a dead fat man? 】

[How could he be so fast? ! 】

If Ajinfenwa, who was holding Emre Zhan's arm at the moment, heard his heart, he would definitely want to punch his bald head!

Do you discriminate against fat people?
Before Skrtel could see who it was, he could still sprint at such a high speed in the 43rd minute, when he felt Dubis in front of him twist his body hard, and then sent a cross!

"Whoosh!"

Li Bo Luo still did not slow down the speed of the forward charge.

Sacco still did not return to the defensive line, Skrtel was led to the right by Dubis, Zhan was restrained by Akinfenwa, Lucas, Henderson, Gerrard... They were all caught by him without exception. left behind.

At this moment, no Liverpool player can interfere with his footsteps!
He saw Dubis' cross fly into the box from the right.

The distance seems a little far...

But he still jumped up, and the whole person was like a carp leaping over the dragon gate, drawing a huge arc over the forbidden area!

Mignolet gave up the goal line and slammed his fists against the incoming football!
"Oh!"

His fists slammed into something, but the black and white round shadow rubbed his arm and flew into the goal!
2: 1!

Wimbledon takes the lead again!

[Negative emotions from Mignolet, +5! 】

With a muffled "bang", Li Bo Luo fell heavily to the ground.

He didn't have time to check the experience provided by the goalkeeper, and he couldn't celebrate the goal because he couldn't get up at all!
The huge inertia under the high-speed sprint, coupled with the full-strength punch of the Red Army goalkeeper, now he is almost unconscious and close to shock!
[Negative emotions from Li Bo Luo, +10! 】

(End of this chapter)