Football: A late bloomer, starting with Leicester City

Chapter 178 A free kick chance? Prepare your wallet to stay longer (lead update, thank you!)
On the court, the battle between the two sides has already begun, and everyone is involved in the intense competition.

Because the Swedish team pressed hard, the Belgian team did not dare to control the ball in the backcourt and quickly turned the ball to the frontcourt area.

Sweden quickly created some threats through the numerical advantage in the middle, stole several footballs and launched a fast break.

However, at the beginning, when both sides were not running hot, the threat of this fast break was definitely not great and could not threaten Belgium's goal.

After that, the transfer of ball possession between the two sides became faster and faster, the offensive and defensive situation of both sides became more and more easy, and the scene was very hot.

The Swedish team is definitely Belgium's favorite opponent. Playing against such a team, although the backcourt is easy to catch fire, their frontcourt offensive line is easy to get opportunities.

The Belgian team is not afraid of scoring goals.

They are afraid that the opponent will retreat and defend, and occasionally steal chickens for defensive counterattacks.

"Pay attention to Ibrahimovic's position, Alderweireld, call your teammates!"

Wilmots has been directing from the sidelines, focusing on Ibrahimovic, "Courtuvado observes and reminds them from behind!"

As for the other side, Swedish coach Hamlen seemed relatively calm. He crossed his arms and didn't say much, just walking back and forth in place.

He knows very well that Ibrahimovic will set a good example as a big brother on the court and lead these young men to a good game.

There is no need for him to say anything else.

It can be seen that although Belgium has bright stars, it is still different from Ibrahimovic, who leads the team with a single core.

As a legendary superstar who has been active in football, Ibrahimovic's influence is not comparable to that of the Belgian boys. He often plays a decisive role in the outcome of a game.

Not only because of his superstar-level ability, but also because he serves as a spiritual pillar to support the entire Swedish team's combat effectiveness.

He can often take on a lot of responsibilities very well and lead a team to exert strengths that are not originally theirs.

Under this circumstance, the first half of the game between the two sides was indeed anxious beyond everyone's expectations.

"Oh!"

In the 9th minute of the game, Belgium had just created a danger in the penalty area through a set kick, and the football was intercepted by Forsberg. He dribbled at high speed through the half and passed the ball to Ibrahimovic.

Ibrahimovic immediately chose to distribute the ball and handed the ball to Marcus Berry on the other side.

Berry caught the ball and responded. Ibrahimovic made a feint and came to the ball, leaving a gap.

"Bang!!"

The subsequent shot was extremely threatening and missed the goal post.

Before there was time to regret, the Belgian team's fast break started from the backcourt.

Courtois' long pass directly found Hazard on the left. Hazard took the ball a few steps and then moved it in a wide range and passed it to Chen Yufeng.

Chen Yufeng approached Martin Olsson with the ball, and the latter suddenly showed some confusion.

In the subsequent breakthrough, Chen Yufeng didn't make any fancy moves. He simply used his bicycle to shake people away and sent a cross.

Unfortunately, the placement of the cross was not good, and he was hugged by goalkeeper Isaacson and drove forward with a big kick!
"Oh!"

Ibrahimovic and Alderweireld competed for the top, but as expected, Ibrahimovic was thrown to the wing.

Forsberg on the wing quickly made a breakthrough with the ball, but was destroyed by Meunier after no success.

It wasn't until the Swedish side threw the ball that everyone had some time to breathe.

The rhythm of this life-and-death battle will never be weaker than any knockout match!

Every minute and every second is suffocating. After the players miss some goals, they don't even have time to hold their heads in regret, and they have to plunge into a new round of fighting.

After the game continued for more than ten minutes, the Belgian team relied on its stronger overall ability to gain the upper hand and had more offensive opportunities.

The Swedish team can only rely entirely on willpower at this time. As long as it can run, it can run a strong defense, and if it can accept the constant anaerobic turnaround, it can launch a quick counterattack!
"Attack them! It's the last game, at least let your names stay on this field!"

Ibrahimovic continued to encourage the Swedish players and clapped his hands.

In this case, Sebastian and others risked their lives to steal and defend, and then risked their lives to attack, as if physical fitness was completely worthless.

Don't tell me, it's useful.

At least for now, the Swedish team has withstood the situation and did not create a good opportunity for Belgium.

However, if this style of play reaches the second half, it will purely rely on the willpower of the players...

In the stadium stands, Taylor Swift and her female assistant stood here again, watching this thrilling battle.

Taylor did not wear a mask today. She chose a thin black jacket, a pair of black tights, and a pair of black boots. She looked very capable, like an agent.

For a relatively tall actress like her, this outfit is definitely very sexy. Every part of her figure is exposed, which is very impressive.

"This one is really exciting, better than the previous two." Taylor Swift sighed: "It feels like everyone of them is very fast and cooperates well."

"After all, it's a life-or-death battle, and whoever wins may qualify." The female assistant introduced from the side: "Whoever scores a goal in this game will really be a hero."

"It's understandable, after all, it's so difficult to score goals in football." Taylor Swift nodded.

"Seriously, in the future, Belgium will play more games in other cities. Will you also go to see them?" the female assistant asked.

"Let's take a look, after all, I've been watching it for so long." Taylor Swift replied casually while looking at the field seriously.

"What are you doing for?" The female assistant didn't want her to prevaricate anymore. This time she planned to press to the end: "Are you interested in any of the players?"

Taylor Swift shook her head and said nothing. But it was obvious that she couldn't avoid the female assistant's continued questioning: "If I had to guess, you were at coffee that day..."

"Okay, stop talking."

Taylor Swift pretended to be serious, pointing to the field and saying: "It seems that the Belgian team is going to put the ball there."

The female assistant wanted to say something else, but turned around and saw Belgium getting a well-placed free kick.

"Before I took a break last night, I crammed in some information. The Belgian No. [-] was very good at taking free kicks and had a high probability of scoring a goal." The female assistant temporarily focused her attention on the court.

"What do you mean, just hit it right in?" Taylor Swift looked towards the field with some anticipation in her eyes.

On the other side of the stands, Ranieri and Mahrez were sitting together.

"Do you think he made the free throw?"

Ranieri turned to ask and smiled.

The old coach's mental state is very different from before, and his energy and energy are very good now.

"Thirty percent probability?"

Mahrez raised his eyebrows and continued: "It depends on whether luck is on his side."

Speaking of this, he said with some emotion, "If this goal is scored, it will be the fourth goal in the group stage. There will be a real chance to compete for the Golden Boot later on."

"It is unimaginable that a player who is about to turn 31 and has just debuted for a year will have the opportunity to compete for the Golden Boot in the European Cup."

Mahrez shook his head, looking very envious.

"By the way, you said he is 31 years old. Is his birthday coming soon?" Ranieri turned around and asked again.

"Yes."

"Would you like to prepare a surprise for him?"

"Okay." Mahrez's eyes lit up slightly. "If there is no conflict in the schedule, I will contact Kante, Vardy, and others."

"Beep!!" At this time, the referee blew the whistle for a free throw.

The whole place suddenly became silent and turned their attention to Chen Yufeng's back.

This is a well-positioned free kick, and Chen Yufeng scored many free kicks in the Premier League last season. There is absolutely no doubt about his ability.

Just seeing that De Bruyne and Hazard had no intention of coming forward and directly gave the opportunity to Chen Yufeng, people probably knew about his free kick skills.

When he heard the whistle, Chen Yufeng glanced at Swedish goalkeeper Isaksson.

This is not a top goalkeeper, and may not even be as good as their team's second goalkeeper Mignolet.

Yes, the same Liverpool goalkeeper who took two consecutive free kicks from him...

Facing such a goalkeeper, Chen Yufeng has a psychological advantage. He believes that he can score the ball.

"call……"

Taking a deep breath, Chen Yufeng started his customary run-up.

This is a slightly diagonal approach. The moment Chen Yufeng's feet hit the turf, his body completely stretched, and his thighs drove his calves towards the mid-bottom of the football.

It has been a while since the last free kick he scored. He very much hopes that he can also make such a thrilling free kick in this kind of intercontinental competition!

From the moment he took off, Chen Yufeng's goal was very determined, which was the far corner!

Regardless of the goalkeeper's position, he just wants to hit the ball to the far corner where the arc is more comfortable!
"Bang!!"

The football quickly flew out from under his feet, spinning violently and falling towards the far corner of the goal in a very obvious parabola.

Under the silent gaze of tens of thousands of fans in the audience, the ball went directly around the wall and did not pass over their heads. Instead, it hit the far corner where the goalkeeper was standing.

But what happens is that when the goalkeeper stands in the far corner, he will unconsciously predict that the ball will go through the wall and hit the near corner.

At the moment when an opponent's player takes a free throw, the goalkeeper will often shift his center of gravity toward the near corner.

That is to say, the center of gravity shifted. After Isaksson saw the incoming ball, he was directly pinned in place, unable to twist his body to save.

"Shh!"

With all the fans watching, Chen Yufeng's free kick finally hit the net successfully, causing a very large dent in the net!
"Yeahhhhhh...!!"

The quiet scene suddenly became agitated. All the fans suddenly stood up from their seats and waved their arms crazily.

One to zero!

Chen Yufeng's free kick broke the situation on the court and helped Belgium take the lead!

It is him again!
Under the gaze of the audience, Chen Yufeng put his right backhand behind his ear and rushed to the sideline with a helpless expression.

It's like this goal is going to be scored, but there's nothing he can do...

The Belgian fans quickly responded with even louder cheers and enthusiastically cheered for Chen Yufeng!

Chen Yufeng still looked very helpless. He came to the stand where Mahrez and Ranieri were sitting and shouted: "Mahrez, didn't you say we were about to be eliminated?"

After saying this, he waved his hands and shook his head in high spirits, then smiled and said: "Wait to stay for a while, prepare your wallet."

(End of this chapter)