Football: A late bloomer, starting with Leicester City

Chapter 295 Shocking physical confrontation, the best Chen Yufeng! (Ask for monthly ticket)

"Copenhagen...!!"

"Copenhagen! Copenhagen...!!"

Not long after, the game started in full swing. Sektion 12, a die-hard Copenhagen fan organization that came to watch the away game, also organized a cheering event in the north stand of the stadium.

They shouted the team's name in unison, and then sang the song Sektion 12. The entire stand suddenly became crowded, like turbulent waves.

Soon, white and red smoke gradually appeared around the stands, and these die-hard fans also began to set off fireworks.

The stands quickly became filled with smoke, adding a sense of mystery and momentum to the turbulent waves.

The title of die-hard fan, given to such a Nordic team, is most likely to be an extreme fan.

They are known for their ferocious aura and can also engage in some extreme behaviors.

Fortunately, this game was played at the King Power Stadium in Leicester City, and Porto also learned from the previous game.

These fans were relatively restrained and just cheered.

"CCTV, CCTV, the game begins! What you are watching now is the 1617 season, Leicester City faced Copenhagen at home in the third round of the Champions League!"

CCTV commentator Liu Jiayuan continued to appear in the commentary stand. Since the commentary stand is relatively close to Copenhagen, the smoke set off by the fans easily drifted over. This made Liu Jiayuan's face look a little ugly, and he would sometimes choke and cough.

"This is a key battle in Group G. The outcome will directly affect the qualifying situation of this group."

Liu Jiayuan coughed twice, covered his nose with his hand, and then looked at the rosters of the two teams, "Copenhagen has a 442 formation today, which is not conservative."

"Goalkeeper Olsen, back four from left to right, Augustinsson, Erik, Zanka, Ankelsen."

"Four midfielders, Tutuhe, Delaney, Qvist, Willbic."

"Two forwards, Cornelius paired with Santander."

"..."

After the introduction, Liu Jiayuan looked towards the stands of die-hard fans in Copenhagen, feeling a little worried in his heart.

He was really afraid that this group of boys from Copenhagen, with the support of the fans, would perform at a super level and suppress Leicester City.

After all, this is also a game that they must win...

"Beep!"

On the court, Leicester City got a set-piece opportunity on the right side of the frontcourt just after the opening. Mahrez and Kirishin Oka came to the ball.

Chen Yufeng and others rushed into the center of the penalty area, waiting for the opportunity.

After giving up the Chelsea game, they were in very good shape today and everyone felt full of strength.

This is also a game that cannot be lost. They must give everything they have to seize every opportunity.

"Oh!"

Mahrez waved towards the center of the penalty area, and then sent an inswinging ball with his left foot towards the center of the penalty area.

With Klose not starting the game, Leicester City's threat from set kicks must be Chen Yufeng, Morgan and others.

They have headers and the ability to kill the game with headers!

Copenhagen defender Zanka followed Chen Yufeng and took off with Chen Yufeng.

This is a defender with a height of about 1.9 meters, who is considered the absolute king in the air. The head coach of Copenhagen sent him to follow Chen Yufeng just to kill Chen Yufeng's advantage in the air.

"Bang!!"

A muffled sound sounded quickly, and before most people could see what happened, they saw the football flying towards Copenhagen's goal.

This was a football that hit the far corner and the goalkeeper was unable to save it.

Fortunately, Copenhagen arranged midfielder Delaney in the far corner to prevent such sudden headers and act as a goal-line sweeper.

"Oh!"

Delaney tried his best, and finally jumped up and hooked the ball to the top of the goal!

so close!

Leicester City will take the lead through a set-piece duel!

It wasn't until Mahrez rushed to the corner flag area with the football in hand, preparing to take a corner kick for the team, that other people in the penalty area reacted and turned their attention to the location of the incident.

There, Zanka and Chen Yufeng had already landed, retaking their position in the corner kick.

However, people with a discerning eye can see that Zanka is no longer as calm as before. On the contrary, he looks very flustered, and he has lost his confidence deep in his eyes.

Confrontations in the air often happen in a split second, a physical confrontation for a few tenths of a second, a header contact for a few tenths of a second, and when you regain your senses, the two sides are already landing.

Therefore, the other players did not see clearly what happened just now.

Just because they can't see clearly doesn't mean that Zanka can't see clearly.

Even if he didn't bother to observe when the confrontation was intense, Zanka's feelings were still very strong.

The 1.9-meter-tall guard had begun to sweat on his forehead after the confrontation just now, and he even began to gasp slightly.

This is not a physical reaction caused by weakened physical fitness, but caused by strong tension.

Because Zanka clearly felt the power and explosiveness brought by Chen Yufeng's body, the height of his bounce, his grasp of the landing point, etc.!

They are all far beyond him!

You must know that this is something he is proud of. Zanka still remembers what the head coach said to him before the game.

"You only have one mission in this game. Don't let him score a header. I believe you can do that. You don't need to take care of anything else. You can't take care of it either. Do you understand?"

"Use your damn advantage to the extreme, at least prevent him from scoring in the air!"

"If he scores a goal on the ground, that's because he played well. It has nothing to do with us. There's nothing we can do about it! If he scores a goal in the air, that's because we didn't do a good job. After all, he's only just over 1.8 meters tall!"

Head coach Solbakken's shiny bald head seemed to appear before his eyes again, but this time, Zanka could no longer pat his chest and guarantee that he would be able to guard against Chen Yufeng.

I used to watch it on TV, and it felt fine at that time.

Now when Chen Yufeng stood beside him, Zanka felt the suppressive power he brought.

"What kind of monster is this? How can I..."

Zanka was still sighing in his heart, but he saw that Mahrez's corner kick had been sent out from the wing, and he was looking for Chen Yufeng's point.

He could only put aside other thoughts, bite the bullet and take off, and deliberately pressed his body against Chen Yufeng's body.

He hoped that this would allow Chen Yufeng to take off from a lower height.

"Bang." A heavy voice sounded. Before the two of them touched the football, their bodies came into heavy contact.

Chen Yufeng had just seen from Zanka's expression and body language that the defender wanted to cause trouble in this fight for the top.

He had nothing to give in. After taking off, he used all his strength to hit Zanka. He first prepared a physical confrontation and then talked about fighting for the top.

After his strength reached 98 points, Chen Yufeng already liked the feeling of confrontation and prioritized finding opportunities for confrontation.

Then, a horrifying scene happened. At the point where the two people's bodies came into contact, Zanka suddenly seemed to have suffered a heavy blow and fell behind him in an exaggerated manner.

It didn't look like he was knocked over at all, but rather like the villain in the Netflix drama who fell to the ground in an exaggerated way after being shot!

If before, a kite with a broken string was just a concept that existed in everyone's mind, now, this concept has undoubtedly become more concrete.

Zanka was that kite, but he landed faster, as if he was thrown heavily to the ground.

"Bang!!"

Chen Yufeng then smashed the ball towards the goal again, still with terrifying bounce and precise placement control.

The football flew to the far corner again and flew in front of the goalkeeper Delaney.

The quality of this ball was much higher than the previous one. Delaney couldn't use his hands, so he stabbed the football with his right foot in panic, but missed.

"Whoa!" A crisp sound of hitting the net sounded, and the football hit the net heavily.

The Copenhagen fans behind the net fell into silence, frozen in place, unable to believe what they saw.

That Leicester City lineup was the best in UEFA, and in the aerial confrontation, he flew away their proud central defender Zanka and headed the ball into the goal?

What the hell is going on? !

"Yeahhhhhhhh...!" Hearing the excited shouts from Leicester City fans, the eyes of these Copenhagen fans suddenly became absent-minded.

Indeed, no one can remain calm when seeing someone in the opponent's lineup who can easily put the ball into the net at any time like a god descending from the earth.

Some Copenhagen fans didn't even notice that the smoke bombs in their hands were burned out. They didn't throw the smoke bombs on the ground until they felt a severe burning sensation in their hands.

"Ohh...!"

After scoring the goal, Chen Yufeng pumped his arms vigorously and shouted loudly, like a ferocious beast.

He rushed to the Copenhagen fan area on the side of the court, threw his body directly on the lawn, and rowed out while lying down.

A goal like a monster, so cool!

Behind him, several Leicester City players quickly rushed up with laughter, imitating Chen Yufeng and throwing their bodies out.

"Yufeng! Beautiful!!"

"How on earth did you do that, oh my God!"

"Zanka is like a child in front of you! If you were a lion, he would be a thin dog that is taller than you!"

"Hahaha, we are ahead!"

The Leicester City players immediately gathered around to celebrate on the touchline, and everyone was excited about this long-lost feeling.

Behind them, at the edge of the Copenhagen penalty area, everyone stood there, either spreading their hands as if complaining, or lowering their heads helplessly.

If you have to find a way to describe what they were thinking at this time, it would be that you are clearly ready to pick up a gun and charge, mobilize everything, and every player intends to dedicate everything to the team.

As a result, before the charge began, the position had been trampled by the tanks on the opposite side.

They stood in the trench with guns in hand, not knowing what to do next.

"Zanka..."

Someone turned their attention to Zanka and wanted to complain about what he was doing just now.

But the words were not spoken in the end. Zanka's confrontation was stronger than any of them. Perhaps only goalkeepers who often conduct physical strength training can compare with him.

If you scold him, isn't that the same as scolding yourself?

All the Copenhagen players turned their attention to Chen Yufeng again, with some shock in their eyes.

monster……

A monster like Drogba!

"Look for opportunities in the offense. The problem of defending Chen Yufeng was once an unsolved mystery in European football." The team's goalkeeper Olson said this while looking at Chen Yufeng's back.

The other players took a deep breath to adjust their mentality and moved to the frontcourt.

Their offensive level is not weak, otherwise it would not be possible to beat Bruges four goals.

On the sidelines of the court, Copenhagen coach Solbakken took a sip of yerba mate, returned to the bench with a serious expression and sat down, and then contacted the technical analyst sitting in the stands through the headset.

Today, the various technical digitization of European football is very clear. In every game, there is a dedicated person observing the team's performance from a high position and keeping in touch with the head coach at all times.

"I think we can forget about defense. The next step is to control the space and restrict Leicester City from sending the ball forward."

"Please tell me if there are any changes to Leicester City's defensive arrangements today."

"We have to find the weaknesses in their defense and find the hope of victory offensively."

The bald coach Solbakken has given up on the team's defense and feels that it is in a bad state. There is no way around it.

The words of the team's technical and tactical analyst soon came from the headset, "There is no change from the previous games. Leicester City is relatively confident in the home game. There is no special defense. The wing is still weak."

"it is good."

Solbakken nodded and told the assistant coach beside him: "Let them open up the width and attack the wing position defended by Fox to create a local advantage."

"Chen Yufeng cannot come back when he is on defense. If we can pull Fox to get more results, we may be able to hedge against the threat posed by Chen Yufeng."

"Let Tutuhe use all his strength to attack Fox!"

The assistant coach quickly stepped forward to make arrangements, and the team quickly completed the horizontal expansion and changed the tactics to a strong attack like the Seven Injury Fist.

Killing a thousand enemies and damaging themselves by eight hundred is their next goal.

But will Chen Yufeng only lose 800 to them?

There's a question mark here, but they have to bet.

"Beep!"

The game quickly resumed and players from both sides were back in action.

In the coaching seats of Leicester City, Ranieri and others were slightly relieved and gained some confidence.

Stable Chen Yufeng, stable scoring efficiency!

The home team is leading, so there is nothing to worry about next!

"Before taking over the team, every coach has a rough team building model in mind, and he also has some positioning on the characteristics of the team's players."

Ranieri and Steve Walsh next to him lamented, "This kind of positioning is sometimes based on the number of the position, such as the player at No. 10 or the player at No. 6."

"Sometimes, some players' templates are used for positioning. So, Mr. Walsh, please find a positioning template or number for Chen Yufeng."

Steve Walsh laughed after hearing Ranieri's question, "At the beginning, maybe Beckham?"

"At the back, I think he is like Lampard, he is efficient and can pass the ball. From the back, he gives me the feeling of Lampard combined with Gerrard."

"Up to now, I really can't find any description. You can dig out many star characteristics from him."

Steve Walsh turned to look at Ranieri and said with a smile: "Maybe, since he has no model or position, he is the best Chen Yufeng?"

(End of this chapter)