Green Life

Anfield, witness.

The seventeen-year-old red knight they trained themselves is in the stadium under the gaze of tens of thousands of people.

Smash the sinking dumb, erect the flying flag.

Staggering among the thorns, moving forward in the cry, leading the unyielding color, trying to repaint the whole world.

They were dissatisfied with the battalion, they were scarred.

But what about that? From those determined eyes, you can see the enthusiasm for fighting, and the horn that screams crazy.

"Roar...", "Liverpool, Liverpool", the loud cheers from the stands echoed. They wanted to give the team in trouble the greatest strength, and the hottest, enthusiasm.

"Nothing can beat you, as long as you move forward bravely", the slogan spanning the entire west stand was flying.

They are using their will to compose an unyielding war song.

The singing is loud, majestic and powerful.

Elmer's heart was agitated. This is the Premier League and this is Liverpool!

"Bah", he spit out fiercely because he chased Portsmouth's left-back Belhaj to choke the grass scraps in his mouth.

"Fkingdick," he scolded, propped up.

Belhaj was shoveled out of the sideline severely, and Elmer panted and backed down.

In his eyes at the moment, only the ball, only defense.

"Boom..." An enthusiastic applause broke out from the stands.

"NO, NO, NO"

"Mr. Referee, Mr. Taylor, my teammate's actions are very clean. His legs are against the turf, and his foot shovels the ball. The opponent was only brought down because of inertia." Maqin immediately ran to the referee's side, quickly Said.

After more than ten minutes of trial and error, the game suddenly became fierce.

What Portsmouth waits for is their offensive moment, offense, defense, collision, counterattack, and most similar games have similar rhythms.

Anfield wants to guard the glory, the enemy, to capture them.

Adam Steen ran out of the coaching area and shouted: "Hey hey, this is a red card! Look at my players"

"Go to your mother's red card, which one of your eyes saw the foul, this is the perfect defense," Hugh McOray rejuvenated and grabbed Sammy Lee who was about to go up.

The old man talked and went crazy.

"Hey, Mr. Referee, that should be a red card." Crouch, who was nearby, ran over to put pressure on it.

"Wow, the smell of gunpowder became more and more intense when the game lasted more than 20 minutes. The reason was that the teenager Elmer made a fierce tackle on the sideline", Peterson explained the current situation.

"Retreat, retreat," the referee waved his hand, seeing that the players on both sides tended to gather.

"Hey, Gary (Cahill), the person who stopped us, Peter (Crouch), you are the old man here," Maqin finished shouting at Cahill, then said to Crouch.

"Both sides are still restrained, we see Cahill and Crouch stopped the players who are coming," Peterson said.

The referee looked at Belhaj, who was lying on the ground and clutching his legs, and waved to let the team heal his injuries.

Portsmouth captain Disting walked over at this time, and the referee waved Elmer over again.

"Mr. Taylor, I believe in your eyes. Elmer is a good boy. He will never do maliciously injuring people," Mark Qin said.

"Look at our players," Disting said, pointing to the sidelines.

"That was an accident. You are also an old man in the Premier League. You should be aware of normal on-court collisions..."

Taylor reached out his hand to stop their argument, took out a yellow card from behind his **** and showed it to Elmer, saying: "Pay attention to the range of your movements. If you didn't rush the ball, this time it would be a red card."

Mark Qin breathed a sigh of relief, stretched out his hand to pat Elmer, and walked back with his arms around him, "Good job, but relax, I don't want us to fight alone."

...

Belhaj is a small man with a relatively fast speed. He was injured just now and returned to the court after treatment.

After the tidbits just now, the game continued, and the atmosphere on the court suddenly became warm. Goals and fouls can stimulate the blood of the players on the court.

"Just now Portsmouth's cross was a bit too big. It was obtained by Aurelio. Liera took the ball from the wing and turned around. Pamahat, Lucas, Liera rushed forward, and Lucas turned to give Mark", Liverpool once again went into the offense after getting the ball.

Lucas has also started more games this season. Whether it is with Alonso or Marco Qin, he has done a good job of supporting him and has never occupied the ball.

Diaby and Simon Davis followed Mark Qin in turn, knowing that he is Liverpool's offensive engine, and now the teams are paying more and more attention to this European golden boy.

"Mark dribbled the ball and Kuyt came to pick him up, Voronin also withdrew from the penalty area," Peterson explained.

After more than ten minutes of testing, Portsmouth's defense is very tight. After all, it is the team that won the FA Cup last year and is now ranked above them in the league.

Without two brushes, this result cannot be achieved.

Their counterattack was quite quick just now. After Kuyt's breakthrough pass from the wing was interrupted, Berhaj quickly inserted it, which made Elmer have to foul to stop.

It's a pity that the two long-range shooters are not there. The power of Maqin and Lucas is only threatening at the edge of the penalty area, but now that area is blocked by the opponent's three midfielders.

His mind is running fast, and he wants to find as much as possible from the many games he has seen in his previous life. Sometimes it is more difficult to break the dense defense of the middle and lower teams than to play a strong team.

Liela sees the ball conducts on the periphery, and according to the tactical arrangement of the recent training, from the ribs to the penalty area, his physical fitness, if it is not for playing habits, the center is more than enough.

The ball was transferred to the right, and Maqin received a pass from Kuyt back and knocked back. He noticed this scene, and before Diop came up, he made a big-footed curve ball directly in the right center.

"Mark caught the ball and started the ball directly..." Peterson said unexpectedly. He has not used such a direct long pass in this game.

The ball "swizzled" into the large penalty area, then circled an arc from the small penalty area, fell rapidly, and went straight to the back point.

"Leila and Cabourg compete for the top, Liera headed for the goal, oh, the top of the ball is high"

"Oh...", as the ball flew out of the beam, a huge sigh was shocked in the stands.

"Look at him, watch him, don't let him pass the ball casually", England goalkeeper James was shocked by the ball that was wiping the crossbar and let out a cold sweat. When he landed, he ran forward and shouted his midfielder.

He and Makqin are teammates in the national team, but they know how good this kid passes. He is now the assists king of England in the qualifiers and the assists king of the entire European qualifiers.

So when Makqin got the ball in this area again, Diop immediately jumped over, no longer holding his own area firmly.

"Liverpool's offense was pressed up again, the ball was in the center, and it passed to the feet of Mark who ran to the right again.

I saw Makqin buckle his right foot and shook Diop who flew so hard. While his center of gravity did not turn, he wiped it horizontally to the middle, and Diyala was waiting.

It's just that he didn't move forward. It was easy to steal the ball and be counterattacked. He looked at Voronin who was back outside the penalty area, gently rubbed the ball straight with his foot, and went straight to the top of his head.

Voronin vigorously leaned back against Disting, followed the incoming ball, and rubbed his head directly.

"Voronin, hit the goal after the header, oh, it's dangerous, the ball changed its direction, James did a good job, a side throw, and defended the goal", Peterson's commentary was obviously active.

In just three or four minutes, Liverpool created two extremely threatening goals.

"Mark changed his tactics. After he reached the danger zone, his pass became extremely direct. He almost formed an assist and scored twice. Portsmouth needs to pay attention. Mark must pay more attention to it." Now he is familiar with Mark Qin's style. Peterson said.

McManaman said: "Now it should be him who takes the initiative to change. Portsmouth's defense in 20 minutes is very stable. He knows that Liverpool's forward ability is average and they can directly compress the space in the backcourt. Liverpool had no possession before. No threat, these two times are different"

"I think having a team brain like Mark is the happiness of every head coach"

Sammy Lee is indeed very happy, because the team now has two brains that can be used in turns. When they are together, they are more powerful. He has no good way to break the dense defense. Everything is left to Mark.

Of course, the last sentence was what Hugh McAure told him.

Traore got the ball saved by James. This time Liverpool did not retreat and directly launched the frontcourt counter grab. This is the momentum and continuity of the attack.

Traore watched Voronin and Kuyt directly kill him, without even thinking about it, he just got a big foot, he didn't know where to play, it was the frontcourt anyway.

Bruno easily flanked Agger back and forth and pushed the ball back. Maqin, who didn't get in at all, retreated to get the ball and the attack started again.

Everything is inertial, everything is like this. Mark Qin made these two direct passes just to make Portsmouth's small restricted area tense.

He waved forward, drove Kuyt back, who wanted to come back to meet him, and let him into the penalty area, then pushed the ball to the right with one kick, giving an advance amount, "Press on, Elmer"

He is going to be serious!

Elmer continued to dribble the ball and hit Portsmouth by surprise. Belhaj hurriedly ran out of the penalty area to block, Diop looked at Maqin who was ready to respond.

"For Bruno," Maqin yelled, pointing backwards, then turned back and ran to the middle.

Bruno dodges Utaka, a short pass back to the running Maqin, just in the defensive belt of Diop and Diaby.

He glanced at the penalty area, Liela, Voronin, and Kuyt all wrestled with their opponents at a point inside the penalty area.

Without hesitation, his left foot tucked at the bottom of the ball, outside the instep, yes, it was a twitch.

"Mark, shoot..." Peterson shouted, "Hey, so crooked! No, it's a pass..."

Everyone thought it was a shot or a through pass, and the ball could go around an outer arc and go straight to Liverpool's left and Portsmouth's right sideline.

Aurelio just ran according to the tactics, it is not his decision whether the ball will come.

But this time, the ball came to him, and a gust of red wind swished across the entire back line of Portsmouth.

"It's Aurelio, the chest pads the ball, and he directly inserted into the penalty area from the sideline of the penalty area. A good opportunity for Liverpool, Mark's unpredictable pass", Peterson really yelled this time.

"Luka, let!" Maqin quickly plugged in and yelled at Lucas. Lucas turned and leaned against Diaby, letting the ball that Aurelio directly touched and flew across his face.

Maqin at the top of the arc in the restricted area rushed to him.

My mind is vast, and even Guangyu, in the silent place, listen to the thunder!

"Boom~www.readwn.com~ The audience is boiling, thousands of arms are like pilgrimages in the sky, thousands of roars are like desert sandstorms!

"Goaaaaaal...al..."

"Mark, Mark, incomparable, wonderful, WhataFKingGoooooooal......" Peterson screamed frantically in the commentary booth.

No one can describe what kind of spirituality it was at that time. They just saw their young captain rushing up, turning his body sideways, and banging his left leg on the ball like a whip.

With a sound, shaking the sky, with a kick, thunder! , And then the wind and clouds change color!

"Goaaaaaaal...al..., Mark!, volley side pump! Volley... side pump!" McManaman also shouted, "His left leg must be covered by insurance, a huge amount of insurance!"

"Roar...", the landed Maqin looked at the ball like a white light, and hit the net directly from James's hands before he could react. He climbed up excitedly, ran to the sidelines, roared and knelt!

Revealing the hideous blue veins, revealing the commander's Jin Ge spear...