Volume 1: Playing football with me will break your legs Chapter 46: Come and fuck me, I’m so strong!
“…It’s time to change our tactics.”
In the 32nd minute, when Milton's another round of attack failed, Robinson finally admitted that his first tactic had failed.
Crossing the ball from the wing and looking for the high point in the penalty area, this simple and rough style of play poses almost no threat in front of Wimbledon, which has Li Polo!
Powell, who acted as a battering ram, not only failed to create any chance of killing, he couldn't even grab a high ball!
Robinson took a deep breath, blew a whistle, and conveyed his intention to the disciples on the field with gestures:
"Steady up! Improve ball control, look for through-ball opportunities, and penetrate through the middle!"
Cox, who was ten meters away, grinned and muttered to his boss:
"It's so loud, does he think we can't understand English?"
Adley smiled silently:
"Want to pass the ball through our defense? Then he needs to redefine...what is prediction!"
…
Robinson didn't have many tactical options.
Especially his opponent played a steady counterattack after scoring a goal.
The 442 formation originally emphasized defense, and at this moment, Adre directed all the midfielders to retreat to the edge of the penalty area. No matter whether Milton wanted to rely on short passes to penetrate and tear open a gap, or rely on the players' abilities to impact the penalty area, he had to face the siege of the double defense line.
But... football is round. No tactic is perfect, and no defense can be safe.
Once both sides have made their positions clear, the rest can only be left to the players on the field.
The overall strength of Milton players is indeed three points stronger than Wimbledon!
In the 39th minute, Milton's offensive core Grigg suddenly retreated to receive the ball. Phillips did not hesitate and headed forward at the first time, forcing the opponent to be unable to turn around and face the goal.
But Grigg didn't even try to turn around, instead he kicked the ball behind him with his heel!
The ball brushed past Phillips' legs and passed to the area that Phillips had previously defended!
“?!”
Adre jumped up directly from the coaching seat.
Both Li Polo and Smith were restrained by their opponents, leaving a wide open space!
Afobi, the fastest member of Milton's trident, emerged from the crowd, caught up with the football and shot it!
Goalkeeper Werner dived sideways, but couldn't reach the ball at all!
"Come in!"
Robinson couldn't help wanting to yell, his fists were clenched tightly, his nails dug deep into his palms.
Adre on the other side suffocated!
“Buzz!”
With a dull thud, the visiting team's goalpost began to shake violently.
Afobi knelt down in the small penalty area with his head in his hands!
Outrageous!
His shot... actually hit the goal frame and flew into the stands!
"call……"
Having escaped the danger, Adlei let out a long breath and suddenly felt a cold wetness coming from his armpit. He reached out and touched it, and it was covered with sweat.
Robinson straightened his body and uttered the most vicious curse to God:
“Damn it! Oh my God, were you kidnapped by them? Otherwise, why are you so cruel to me!”
…
The last few minutes of the first half passed slowly in a stalemate, and Wimbledon returned to the locker room with a score of 1:0.
The players were able to take a good rest for a few minutes and even enjoy a muscle massage from the team doctor, but Adre and Cox were the two most nervous people.
"Bullman, Porter, the two of you must firmly block the top of the penalty area to prevent long shots and prevent Grigg from retreating like before."
"Rigg, Reeves, you must shrink further and assist your teammates in defending the ribs. You can let go of the outside flanks. Their crosses are not threatening!"
"Phillips, don't let the other party lead you away so easily!"
"Smith, Fuller, don't let the opponent enter the penalty area easily!"
"Werner, stay focused and be more decisive when saving the ball!"
“Everyone, don’t kick the ball carelessly. If you have a chance, go find Akinfenwa and Aziz. They will always be on the opponent’s back line. Don’t waste the counterattack opportunity!”
After assigning tasks to each player, Adrey took a breath and then saw Li Polo, who was resting with his eyes closed.
【Did you miss this guy? 】
"plum……"
Adre was about to add something, but after thinking for three seconds, he just patted him on the shoulder:
“Keep it up in the second half!”
Li Polo opened his eyes, looked at the head coach, and nodded silently.
[If you really have nothing to say to me, you can just keep silent! ]
…
In the home team's locker room, the atmosphere was surprisingly heavy.
Powell, who was responsible for the offensive task in the first half, lowered his head and looked listless.
Seeing him so lame, Robinson didn't know how to criticize him, so he had to turn to other players :
"Grig's retreat was very sudden and caught them off guard. This is what we need. Their Phillips is already 32 years old and his physical fitness cannot keep up with you. In the second half, you need to increase your running and connection. If you can equalize the score within 20 minutes, we can take the initiative!"
Greg nodded slightly:
"Phillips is not a problem, but..."
He glanced at Afobi, obviously very dissatisfied with the quality of the previous one-on-one shot.
Afubi's face turned even darker:
"Next time, next time for sure!"
…
"drop!"
With the whistle of referee Simon, the game entered the second half.
The ball changed hands, Akinfenwa kicked off from the center circle, then turned and ran towards the opponent's half.
Porter received the ball and passed it to the left. Boorman took two steps forward and then made a curved shot.
Milton's captain, Levington, was stunned.
[The arc is too high, it's obviously not passed to Akinfenwa ! ]
He suddenly turned his head and looked behind him, and saw Aziz rushing forward at high speed from the gap!
[Another fucking offside? ]
Levington made a prompt decision, gave up defending Akinfenwa, and rushed directly towards Aziz!
Thanks to his decision, if he had been half a second slower, Aziz would have been able to volley the ball again without anyone guarding him!
Aziz caught up with the ball, and Levington caught up with him.
The forward of the Kuangbang team took the initiative to kick his leg, but Levington flew over to block the shot at the moment of shooting!
The volley hit the brave captain Milton, changed direction significantly, and flew directly out of the baseline.
【so far so good.】
Robinson on the sidelines breathed a sigh of relief.
Then his body became stiff again!
Because he saw... Wimbledon's two central defenders crossed half of the stadium and ran directly towards the home team's penalty area!
[Damn it! ]
Wimbledon gets a corner kick!
…
"Crazy Beckham" Rigg stood in the corner area. He carefully stepped on the grass under his feet to make sure it was flat and suitable for kicking off. Then he carefully placed the ball and took a step back.
He raised his right hand high, signaling his teammates that they could seize a favorable position.
There were at least seven teammates in front of the penalty area, but he saw the not very tall figure at a glance.
Unlike the others, Li Polo raised both arms.
In front, behind, and on both sides of Li Polo were the opponent's defensive players!
Levington, Powell, and even Ali are all eyeing him covetously!
Looking at the sturdy men around him with an average height of 188cm, Li Polo was still in the mood to use traditional skills:
"Hey, guys, are you so afraid of my header?"
In response to his provocation, the Milton players, who had already formed a resistance, did not say a word, but instead followed him even more closely.
Li Polo raised his arms high, waved them at Rigg a few times, and continued to provoke:
“Well, I’ll show you that even if I’m double-teamed, I can still grab the ball this time… ah!”
Levington and the others saw Li Polo suddenly accelerate and actually escape from the triple-team!
"Fuck him !"
Ali was the first to explode with anger, and rushed towards Li Polo without saying a word!
Powell and Lewington followed closely behind, and even another central defender Kai was involved.
Just one second later, Li Polo was surrounded by four burly men again!
Then Li Polo showed a devilish smile.
He stopped, stood at the edge of the penalty area, and pointed to another central defender five meters away:
"Welcome to Wimbledon Goals!"
The corner kick taken by Rigg didn't even fly towards Li Polo!
He found the non-existent Phillips!
The 1.87-meter-tall third captain of the Kuang Gang jumped high. At that moment, there was no defensive player within one meter of him!
“Whoosh!”
Milton's goalkeeper had done his best, but his fingertips were still 5 centimeters away from the ball!
2:0!
"Sorry, guys."
Li Polo laughed even more wildly:
"Although I'm very strong, I can't get a header because you four are surrounding me so tightly!"
Levington, Ali, Kai, and Powell turned their heads and looked over at the same time.
Li Polo saw boundless murderous intent in their eyes!
[Negative emotions from Levington, +5! ]
[Kai, +2! ]
[Powell, +5! ]
[Ali, +10! ]
