Pampas waist

Chapter 45 A good swimmer drowns?

The 15-minute intermission ended quickly. Amidst the cheers all over the sky, young players from the two teams came on the stage one after another.

Bayern has the ball, center Wagner and Muller serve in the middle circle.With the whistle of the referee, Wagner passed the ball back to Schweinsteiger, and at the same time began to press forward with several teammates.

"Sure enough, they still play 235 offensively."

While watching Bayern's formation, while retreating, Chen Mo knew it well. He and Fabregas and others looked at each other, and his teammates all looked solemn, and then nodded slightly.Seeing this, Chen Mo ran towards Schweinsteiger who was advancing with the ball without saying a word. At the same time, several other teammates also approached the Bayern players.

"Oh! Very decisive. Seeing that Bayern continued to use the 235 offensive system at work, Barcelona's young players adopted pressing tactics at the beginning of the second half!"

"It's really decisive. They clearly see that it is unrealistic to defend five strikers. If they continue to be attacked by Bayern at the front of the penalty area, they may lose the ball. However, pressing hard is also a double-edged sword. Pressing forward to press others At the same time, it will leave space behind. Now it depends on whether Barcelona grabs the ball first or Bayern scores first. If Bayern scores first, Barcelona will be in trouble. This shows that their tactics in the midfield are invalid, and it will be It's a serious blow to morale!"

"What Mr. Xiaomu said is very reasonable, but in the same way, if Barcelona can successfully steal the ball and counterattack, Bayern will not dare to continue to adopt the extreme formation of 235, and their previous 4231 formation has been proved to be ineffective. With the Barcelona midfield controlled by Mo Jun, Bayern will also be in a stalemate at that time. All in all, everything depends on the performance of the little guys on the field, come on! Little guys, come on!"

Time passed by every minute and every second, and 15 minutes passed quickly. The Barcelona players pressed hard under the nagging commentary of the commentator, but the effect of the pressing was mediocre.

A flying shovel broke the ball out of the baseline, got up, Chen Mo raised his hand to shake off the sweat stains on his chin, and glanced at his teammates. Everyone was gasping for breath, especially Fabregas, who was thin and thin. Beads of sweat covered her eyes, and her eyes were a little out of focus.

"It's troublesome."

Pressing is the most energy-consuming tactic, not to mention that the physical fitness of Barcelona players is very average, and once the physical strength cannot keep up, pressing will naturally be impossible to talk about.

"We must find a way to fight back to boost morale, otherwise we will only fall into the double quagmire of physical and mental [running is exhausting, but it doesn't work]!"

As soon as the idea came to mind, Bayern threw the ball out of bounds, very far, and went directly to Schweinsteiger in the middle, but the flight speed of the ball seemed a bit slow? !

Chen Mo's whole body trembled, he swung his two long legs, buried his head and rushed towards the landing point of the thrown ball.Schweinsteiger stood at the landing point and saw Chen Mo charging towards him like a bison. He seemed to be timid. He didn't take off for the ball at the first moment, but he clenched his fists and tensed his shoulder muscles in preparation for the second moment. It was too late when he took off and competed with Chen Mo for the top!

"The opportunity is here!"

Chen Mo directly ignored Schweinsteiger and sprinted and jumped two steps away from the opponent.

Muscles all over the body tensed up, and he leaped high!
"Xiao Mei!"

The shadow shrouded Schweinsteiger below him. Without thinking about it, Chen Mo shook his head and threw the ball towards the Bayern half. The corner of Tiger's mouth curled up into a tricky smile, he didn't go back to the defense to chase the ball, but turned around and ran towards the front of Barcelona's penalty area!
"what happened?!"

Excessive force caused him to lose his balance in the air. Chen Mo fell heavily to the ground. Looking back, his eyes widened instantly. When he saw the ball was about to fall under Messi's feet, Hummels caught up with him first. Messi stopped the ball with his chest in front of him!
"How is it possible? Isn't he on the left?!"

Schweinsteiger, who is obviously very strong but did not take off to compete for the top, is extremely fast and has always focused his defense on the left. At this time, like a prophet, Hummels appeared on the right to steal one step ahead of Messi. !
"Are they tricking me?!"

In the blink of an eye, Chen Mo understood everything in his heart, and at this time Hummels had already resisted Messi, and sent a diagonal kick towards the Barcelona midfielder, looking for Schweinsteiger who was rushing forward !

"Oh my god! It's an instant transition of offense and defense! Just now, Mojun's header ferry made the Barcelona players think that it was time to attack, and the entire formation pressed up. At this time, Hummels broke the ball and passed it to Schwein. Steiger, the offense and defense are switched instantly, and Barcelona's midfield is a mess!"

"The hunter became the prey!!!"

The voice of the commentator was flying in the sky. After receiving the ball, Schweinsteiger dribbled the ball and pressed towards the Barcelona penalty area at high speed. Fabregas immediately made up and tried to stop the opponent with a foul, but his physical strength had bottomed out. At the moment when the two were in contact, Schweinsteiger gritted his teeth, twisted his waist to the right suddenly, tensed his right arm, and swung his shoulder forward, trying to get stuck in front of Fabregas.

It didn't get stuck, but the inertia of running and the powerful force directly overturned Fabregas who was rushing from the side to the ground!
"foul!"

"Foul! We fouled!"

The Barcelona players raised their hands while running, but the referee did not blow the whistle, but the runners threw their hands forward.

The offense is favorable, the game continues!
"Buy Karma!!! Schweinsteiger is too strong! He knocked down Barcelona No. 6 Cesc Fabregas, and this may cause Fabregas to get a yellow card. What a loss Madam broke up again!"

Under the eyes of everyone, Schweinsteiger dribbled the ball to the top of the arc, but the Barcelona defender did not dare to go up to the top, and this position can already kick the ball!
"Barcelona's midfield is left far behind, while five Bayern strikers are standing in the defense, Schweinsteiger is empty at the front of the box! No one can stop him! Going to score!!!"

The commentator was very excited and shouted at the top of his voice, and the audience and fans stood up one after another, stretching their necks with excited expressions.

The volcano roared, dull and silent, and everyone was expecting Schweinsteiger to ignite the volcano in their hearts with a goal!
"The champion belongs to Bayern!"

Facing Pique who gave up the back line and came galloping, Schweinsteiger, who had already reached the top of the arc, did not choose to pass the ball. He flicked the ball with his right foot, and the ball slid along the toes of the Barcelona defender. Lightly crossed the slippery Pique, caught up with the ball and raised his right foot to volley vigorously.

"Are you coming, are you coming, are you coming!!!"

"Is Bayern going to score?!!"

The narrator roared, and at this moment, a black shadow flew past and slammed into Schweinsteiger's well-developed left arm muscles, losing his balance, and Schweinsteiger was overturned on the ground. land!
"Hey! My God, it's Mo Jun! When did he come back?!!!"

All the fans jumped up excitedly, only to see that Chen Mo, who had just fallen near the middle circle line, had returned to defense at some point, and knocked Schweinsteiger over with an iron mountain posture!

"Penalty!"

"Give him a red card!!!"

"Must be given a red card and a penalty kick!!!"

The excellent opportunity was destroyed, the Bayern players were all excited, they surrounded the referee, even the Bayern coach stretched out his hands and yelled at the referee, and at this time, the referee's whistle sounded at the right time, he had the whistle in his mouth, left hand Pointing to the penalty spot, the right hand reaches into the breast pocket.

"Want to give the red dot set meal?!"

All the spectators on the sidelines and the players and coaches of all teams were stunned!
(End of this chapter)