Chapter 52

The second half of the game started, Chelsea had the ball.

Rooney and Ronaldinho were very excited and reached out for the ball. Tevez, who had just cut the ball off from the feet of Chelsea player Mikel, hesitated for a moment and finally chose to attack it himself. He moved the ball towards the opposite center, trying to find an opportunity, but after just a few steps, two Chelsea midfielders came over and gradually surrounded him.

Tevez raised his head and glanced at Ronaldinho, who was about to fly to the penalty area line, and no longer hesitated to pass the ball with his foot.

Ronaldinho was very fast. Before Tevez could pass the ball, Makelele followed Ronaldinho's defender, but failed to catch up. After seeing Ronaldinho receiving the ball, he gave up chasing and turned around. Running towards the center: The goalkeeper is Endrit. Makelele can confidently say that this kid will not let Ronaldinho score twice, so he directly gives up chasing and runs towards the center to join Essien and Paul. Build a line of defense.

Regardless of whether Endrit shoots the football directly or kicks it out after holding it in his arms, with the two of them here to support him, the opponent will not be able to seize the opportunity to make a follow-up shot.

Although Ronaldinho is not yet at his peak, he is no longer something that ordinary players can stop. Tevez also knows that most people on the field, including himself, cannot do it. To make an effective interception in a high-speed pursuit, he gave up decisively, watching Ronaldinho leaving all the intercepting players behind him as if he was in no one's land.

John Terry chased hard and rushed to the top of the arc but was still one step away from Ronaldinho, so he decisively raised his foot to slide and tackle.

Ronaldinho didn't panic at all. He ignored John Terry's sliding tackle and directly raised his leg to swing. The football went straight to the far corner of the goal.

Here, on the left and right sides of the top of the penalty area, Ronaldinho takes thousands of shots here every day. Ronaldinho is confident that the shot he just made based on muscle memory is better than the shot in the first half. That volley that caught the opportunity was much better. If nothing else happened, his shot would have hit the corner of the goal and bounced into the net!

This shot has been practiced countless times in the team, and Van der Sar could not stop it nine out of ten times at the beginning.

After Ronaldinho kicked the ball out, he immediately raised his eyes and looked at Endrit, who was not far in front of him. The latter followed the movement of Ronaldinho's feet and immediately rushed to his left. The football hit the corner of the goal. It bounced towards Endrit's chin, who put his left hand on the ground and his right hand to press the football to the lawn.

"Shit!"

Endrit raised his head and glanced at Ronaldinho, who looked angrily. He chuckled and then quickly got up from the lawn and passed the football to his teammates.

Ronaldinho turned around and backed away, regretful in his heart: Let's forget that the ball didn't go in, but it didn't hit Ritter's face? hateful! I thought that I had worked hard enough and I would be able to beat Ritter today, but I didn’t expect that he is not as good as before...

No, it’s not that he is not as good as before, but they have both improved, but Ritter has made more progress than me. So it seems that he is better than before. This won't work, he will start practicing from tomorrow, no, after today's game is over!

"Tevez, you should have given the ball to me just now, but he didn't score even if you gave it to him."

Ronaldinho touched his ears and remained silent, listening to Tevez's somewhat angry voice ringing in his ears.

"Can't I shoot by myself? And I didn't see you just now, okay?"

"I was just now..."

Ronaldinho quietly settled down. Ten minutes later, he took the football from the opposite foot of Sheva, and then Then he passed it directly to Rooney, ran behind Rooney and helped him stop two defenders, and finally watched him face the goalkeeper and volley, the football drew an arc in the air, and finally fell firmly into the arms of Endritt. middle.

Ronaldinho couldn't help laughing, but he didn't have any extra time to say anything. After Endrit threw the football, he looked in the right direction and rushed over. After jumping high, he used his head to put the football back. He moved toward the goal and completed a very quick follow-up shot.

Coach Ferguson on the sidelines nodded with great satisfaction and expressed high approval for Ronaldinho's follow-up shot. However, before he could smile for a few more seconds, Endritt jumped up slightly and slapped the football away. Headed out.

Ferguson pursed his lips and fell into thought: This famous young goalkeeper seemed to have something in him.

Eight minutes later,

Rooney received another pass from Ronaldinho. His mood was not as good as the first time. Although Ronaldinho just smiled and glanced at him when he turned back to defend after the supplementary shot, nothing else happened. He didn't say it, but Rooney felt that that look made him more uncomfortable than countless swear words.

Rooney gritted his teeth, dribbling the ball just past Ben Haim, and then immediately raised his foot to shoot.

The football, filled with Rooney's expectations, jumped high and flew towards the net. Unexpectedly, Endrit broke his wings mid-flight and hugged him into his arms.

Endritt didn't know how sad Rooney was feeling at the moment. He held the football and glanced at Ronaldinho, who was very close. He was worried that this man would make another follow-up shot, so he put the football under his feet and kicked it to the left. After a fake move, he kicked the football out of the middle.

Players such as Ronaldinho and Ferdinando immediately turned around and chased back. Rooney, who was a step slower, stared at Endritt for several times before turning around and chasing back.

With five minutes left before the end of the second half, Ronaldinho went straight in with the football, volleyed vigorously from outside the penalty area, and shot a fallen ball straight towards the goal.

Endritt could not tell that it was a falling ball at the first time, but when he realized that it was a falling ball, he immediately dived from the bottom and side, and swatted the football cleanly with the upper part of his left hand. He quickly got up, stared at the football, ran a few steps to the left, jumped up, and knocked the football that Ronaldinho shot over again out of the goal.

This time, the football he shot was finally firmly protected by his teammates, and Ronaldinho was not given a chance to make a follow-up shot.

Endrit breathed a sigh of relief and looked up at Xiao Luo, but the smile on his face was far less bright than the first time.

He thought for a moment and gave the man a thumbs up. The latter tried his best to show a reserved smile before turning around and returning to his own half.

In the remaining minutes, Chelsea still failed to seize the opportunity to score. After the two sides exchanged the ball several times, the referee blew the whistle to end the game. The Chelsea players on the field They all raised their hearts and walked slowly to the sidelines. Not surprisingly, they received a "love education" from the coach.

"What are you playing? How many times have you touched the opponent's penalty area during the whole game, ah?"

Mourinho took a deep breath and repeatedly told himself to calm down, "I won't take a day off tomorrow, I will be there in September. I saw you guys training on the court before I clicked on it!"

"Okay, now go back to the locker room and cheer up."

Ronaldinho, who had been observing silently, finally found an opportunity and waved to Endrit, who silently let go. He slowed down and landed at the back of the team. He turned his head and looked at Ronaldinho, who was walking side by side with him. "Change your jersey, okay."

Ronaldinho immediately stopped and took off his jersey. Endrit waved his hand to stop him. Ronaldinho took off his clothes on the spot, "Go back to the locker room and change into your own clothes before changing the jersey. Are you still wearing clothes under the jersey?"

Endrit quickly glanced at Ronaldinho's exposed abdominal muscles. , "You're not wearing any."

Little Ronaldo let go of his half-taken-off jersey, "No, but everyone changes it like this..."

"They are players they don't know changing each other's jerseys, what about the two of us? Friendship? Can they compare with us?"

"That's true," Xiao Luo quickly accepted the reason, "By the way, I also want to ask how you have been training recently? Are you tired?"

When he talked about this Endrit, he started to talk a lot, " That’s not to say I’m tired. I lie in bed after training every day and wish the world would end as soon as I open my eyes. I’ll be training at eight o’clock every morning? “You’re not going

to take a break?”

Te shook his head and sighed melancholy, "You know, I still have a lot to learn. I'm young and can endure hardships and practice more. When I get older, I won't be able to keep up if I want to practice like this. It's not that I don't want to rest, but it would be a shame to rest now. After all, you have to learn these things sooner or later, right?"

Xiao Luo sighed more melancholy, "You are right." "

There is a saying in China . The translation is probably like this, why do you keep sleeping when you are alive? After all, you will keep sleeping after you die."

"Ah?" Xiao Luo looked at Endrit in shock, "This, this is unavoidable. Is it too much?"

"That's what the college entrance examination is like there," Endritt patted his chest, "I tell myself every day that I am now a high school senior, and I have to show this momentum. Training."

Endrit stretched out his hand to Xiao Luo, "What about you? Do you want to train with me?"

Xiao Luo hesitated for a long time, and waited until the two of them walked to the door of the locker room to part ways. It was only when he was about to leave that he reached out and held Endrit's hand, "Okay."

After saying this, Ronaldinho, who was afraid that he would regret saying that he was joking in the next second, immediately turned around and went back to his dressing room, opening the door. He saw Coach Ferguson folding his arms and looking at him with a smile.

"Coach?"

Ronaldinho was confused. Ferguson didn't explain first. He took Ronaldinho into the office before asking.

"Do you think Ritter will have a chance to join our team as goalkeeper next year?"

Ronaldinho: Huh?

On the other side, Mourinho also pulled Endritt to ask about Ronaldinho.

"I know the chance is very small, but is it possible that he can come to play for Chelsea?"

"Coach Ferguson will not let him go. Even if he wants to let him go, it is impossible for him to let Ronaldinho go to other Premier League teams. "Isn't this an attempt to capitalize on the enemy?"

Mourinho said with a bit of sadness, "Listen, you understand this, but why can't he make sense?"

This is to say that the chairman agreed to let Cech go to Arsenal. Goalkeeper? From a friend's perspective, Abu is indeed interesting. But from a coach's point of view...

Endrit glanced at Mourinho, who didn't look good, and stretched out his hand to tug him, "Coach, the president is here to watch the game today, will he come later?" "Would you like to go around the locker room?"

Mourinho nodded slightly and patted Endrit on the shoulder, "Go in and change your clothes first. He probably won't come, but he will probably send his assistant."