Volume 1: Playing football with me will break your legs Chapter 2 Level 4 and Level 9
As the core of Clapton's midfield, Michael Becker stood in the penalty area.
He only took one look at the opposing defensive lineup and knew there was no hope for this free kick.
In the penalty area of the new Wimbledon, there are at least two players over 1.88 meters tall. How can his teammates possibly compete with them?
He had no choice but to fiddle with the ball repeatedly, trying to delay some time.
The referee watched again and again, and finally couldn't help but walked over:
"I have to remind you that it's time to tee off."
Becker shrugged his shoulders, took three steps back and started this rare free kick opportunity.
“Whoosh!”
There was no fancy moves. After three steps of running, he just kicked the ball with great force and clean motion. He wanted to lift the ball to the edge of the small penalty area!
One team is a professional team, the other is just amateurs. The physical fitness of both sides is too different. They can only hope that the ball will be refracted during the fight and fly into the net by itself!
"Hahaha!"
New Wimbledon head coach Adre couldn't help laughing on the sidelines:
"This kick... was too big, wasn't it?"
Without any confrontation, Becker kicked the ball more than ten meters away!
The lob pass that was originally intended to fly straight to the goal actually flew towards the edge of the penalty area!
Assistant coach Cox stood up from his chair, smiled and patted his butt:
"Get ready to shake their hands!"
But Adre did not respond, his eyes were still on the court:
"this……"
As he was wondering, a strange figure suddenly appeared at the edge of the penalty area. The East Asian player who he had just called "good at heading" appeared strangely near the landing point of the football!
The tall defenders of New Wimbledon were all concentrated in the small penalty area and allowed him to slip past alone!
empty?
Li Polo jumped high towards the football!
The ball in his eyes became slow again!
“Bang!”
The ball hit him hard on the forehead. At that moment, an unimaginable powerful force burst out from his waist and abdomen, causing his whole body to spin outward!
The ball changed direction in mid-air!
“Whoosh!”
The new Wimbledon goalkeeper only saw a black shadow passing by his feet, and then he heard a rustling sound from the net behind him!
The ball goes in!
…
“Well done!”
Li Polo, who had just landed, was punched on the back by his teammate, and the sudden thrust almost made him fall to the ground.
From 0-3 to 1-3, there seems to be no difference, but for these amateur players, it is enough to make them happy and hold a party.
After all, there is a huge gap in strength between the two sides. One side is at the fourth level and the other side is at the ninth level. It is not shameful at all to lose by only 2 goals!
Instead, these professional players blushed...
After all, all of Clapton's players only play football part-time, and the highest weekly salary is only 50 pounds!
On the New Wimbledon side, Akinfenwa, who has the highest salary, can earn up to 2,000 pounds a week!
Adley adjusted his glasses again:
"This kid is really good."
Cox rubbed his hands:
"Why, you're not really into amateur players from an amateur team, are you?"
Adley glared at him:
"If we hadn't managed to avoid relegation last season, we would still be an amateur team now."
His assistant fell silent immediately, but Adrey also knew that professional and amateur were indeed two different worlds.
Then he said again:
"Just... observe for another five minutes."
…
Perhaps the opponent's goal stimulated the self-esteem of the professional players. When the game resumed, the players of New Wimbledon launched an unprecedented fierce attack. It took them only 15 seconds to bring the war to the front of the opponent's penalty area, and then bombarded the goal!
Li Polo was not panicked, but instead felt a little happy:
As a defender, the more fierce the opponent's attack, the more opportunities you have to perform!
At 85 minutes and 33 seconds, Akinfenwa suddenly accelerated without the ball, but Li Polo allowed him to successfully counter-attack. He then used an accurate prediction to successfully disrupt the opponent's through pass from the midfield!
Just 40 seconds later, New Wimbledon's offensive came back, this time they gave up penetrating the middle and chose to cross the ball from the side!
Li Polo and Akinfenwa both predicted correctly and jumped up to fight for the ball at the same time, but the weight difference of more than 20 kilograms still made him lose his balance. Fortunately, Akinfenwa was also affected and his header finally slipped out of the goal.
At 87 minutes and 51 seconds, Akinfenwa, who had been repeatedly obstructed, decided to make a personal breakthrough. Weighing 102 kilograms, he was like a tank, rushing through the crowd as if he was in an empty space!
“Bang!”
He knocked away the strongest central defender on the defending team, then swung his right leg high on the penalty area line, ready to draw his bow and arrow, ready to deliver a fatal blow!
But before his right foot landed, Li Polo slid in from the back like a ghost!
His feet were pressed tightly against the grass, and then he poked the football out with his toes before his opponent!
“Whoosh!”
Akinfenwa's kick missed and he stumbled, nearly straining his hamstring.
The coaching team on the sidelines suddenly became nervous!
This is the new player they just bought!
The new season is counting on this strong man to help the team capture cities and castles. If he gets injured in this warm-up match, it will be all over!
Fortunately, Akinfenwa recovered quickly and the head coach breathed a sigh of relief.
But... before he could finish his breath, Clapton's quick attack reached the New Wimbledon's half-court area!
The home team's forwards, who had been suppressing themselves throughout the entire match, charged forward like crazy as if they were on drugs. New Wimbledon's tall defender William Nightingale took too big a step and actually split his leg while retreating!
"Ah! My balls!"
He screamed so loudly that the home team players who were launching a counterattack were startled and kicked the ball into a clearance...
The scene was so tragic that the audience couldn't help but cover their eyes to prevent themselves from suffering psychological trauma.
Assistant coach Cox punched his thigh:
"This... is really bad luck!"
Adley rubbed his face vigorously:
"Do we have any choice?"
…
The score of 1-3 remained until the end. In addition to one direct goal, Li Polo made a total of 3 header clearances and 4 steals, and repeatedly destroyed Akinfenwa's shooting opportunities. As a defender, his performance was perfect.
The Clapton players who suffered a big defeat were not depressed at all. Instead, they were full of laughter and had even made an appointment to go to a nightclub to relax in the evening.
This is the true portrayal of amateur teams.
Of course, Li Polo, who scored the goal, also received an invitation, but he had to solve a problem first.
"Hello, Mr. Li, would you like to consider... becoming a professional player?"
