Volume 1: Playing football with me will break your legs Chapter 78 Why him?
"It's a goal! A direct free kick from the Red Army captain!"
Zhan Jun's voice suddenly rose an octave:
"The Wimbledon players thought they could stop the Reds with a rude foul, but Gerrard blasted the goal away with a powerful shot!"
He even shouted out his own thoughts:
"John Henry (Liverpool owner), Brendan Rodgers, you see, Gerrard can still play! He can still lead Liverpool to conquer all over the world!"
…
“Good fellow…”
Adre no longer hesitated. Shortly after the game resumed, he replaced the 36-year-old veteran Burman with substitute center back Goodman.
As expected, everyone was puzzled by his substitution.
Rogers was also a little puzzled:
"Are you trying to imitate me and play with three central defenders? Are you trying to stabilize the defense? Or do you want to free up the two flanks?"
"Do they really want to secure a draw and then go to Anfield to earn some TV money?"
But he immediately found out that he had guessed wrong!
When Goodman and Phillips stood side by side, player No. 1 actually left his original position!
Rogers couldn't help but straighten his back and stared at the direction where Li Polo was moving:
"That kid... wants to play in midfield?"
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Bourman's departure gave Philippe Coutinho a sense of relief.
After nearly an hour of entanglement, the Brazilian "little magician" felt very annoyed, and his legs, which were tackled by the opponent two minutes ago, were still aching.
[But now... I can finally be free, right? ]
Just as he breathed a sigh of relief, he saw a stronger figure appear in front of him.
【Why him? 】
[Negative emotions from Coutinho, +2! ]
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After half a season of training, Li Boluo's defensive skills have also improved significantly.
From directly tackling people at the beginning, to kicking both the ball and the person at the same time, and then to disturbing the opponent through various small movements, he became more and more proficient in concealment and control.
For example, when Coutinho was dribbling the ball this time, the Brazilian originally wanted to pass it directly to Gerrard who was ten meters away, but was blocked by Li Polo in advance, and then bumped with his shoulder, and thus lost possession of the ball easily.
He couldn't even complain about the opponent's foul!
Although Coutinho had not officially entered his rising period during this period, so that the coaching staff of Wimbledon did not pay much attention to him, Li Polo, who had a God's perspective, clearly grasped the characteristics of this opponent.
He possesses the delicate skills of a Brazilian player. His ball sense, dribbling and passing are all first-class. He also has the skill of long-range shooting that can be described as a "ground-level arrow" - but it has not been fully developed yet.
Coutinho in his prime was even compared to Messi by his supporters, but his weaknesses were equally obvious:
After two years of hard work in the Premier League, he is still very thin. Facing the more aggressive and rougher English League Two teams, he lacks sufficient confrontation ability and is naturally restrained.
A few minutes later, after being knocked to the ground by Li Polo again and rolling several times , Coutinho suddenly missed Burman who was sitting on the sidelines to rest.
Boorman is 175cm tall and weighs 72kg, which is barely enough for him to handle. But the No. 1 player who replaced him later is 181cm tall and weighs 76kg. He has also been training his upper limb muscle strength with Akinfenwaga in the past few months. In front of Coutinho, who is 172cm tall and weighs 66kg, it is like an adult bullying a primary school student!
This is not the football game I imagined!
[Negative emotions from Coutinho, +10! ]
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"Since Wimbledon made the substitution, Liverpool's attack on the left has been completely frozen. Coutinho has obviously been specially targeted, and Markovic can only fight alone and poses no threat..."
Lineker quickly saw the situation .
Seeing this situation, Neville was of course very happy:
"After all, he is the player who successfully defended Januzaj, so dealing with Coutinho is certainly no problem!"
Carragher was about to retort when he saw in the live broadcast that Coutinho, who had just been knocked to the ground, stretched out his right foot and hooked Li Polo's heel...
The burly player No. 1 immediately fell to the ground as if he had been electrocuted!
Carragher:
“…fuck!”
Fuller, who was closest to the team, immediately rushed to the scene of the crime and complained to the referee Moss on behalf of the entire team:
"Mr. Referee, this is clearly a revengeful move!"
Moss took out a yellow card with a serious face and showed it without hesitation.
Coutinho jumped up immediately:
"He bumped into me three or four times, and you didn't even give me a verbal warning! I didn't use any force at all just now, he was just faking it!"
Moss looked at the frustrated Brazilian with a look of pity and shook his head slowly:
"Young man, his defense is very clean, and your action is strictly prohibited..."
"Clean you bastard!"
Coutinho finally burst into curse.
Gerrard, who was rushing from the right, stopped in frustration.
He had already seen the stern judge in black showing the second yellow card to his teammate!
"Coutinho... is too uncalm!"
Thousands of miles away, Zhan Jun clenched :
"He got two yellow cards in 20 seconds and Liverpool had to play with one man less!"
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"Fuck, am I really a master tactician?"
Adre on the sidelines was so surprised and happy that he almost became a fool.
His tactical intention was actually very simple. Since the defensive pressure on the right was too great, he sent the best defender Li Polo to provide support. He didn't expect that after less than ten minutes of adjustment, he would produce such an immediate effect!
Cox quickly affirmed him:
"Be more confident, you are the master of tactics! Rogers' head must be buzzing right now!"
Rogers' head wasn't just buzzing, he even wanted to tear off the scarf around his neck!
He turned around and kicked the backboard of the visiting team's bench, venting his emotions:
“Stupid Brazilians!”
"That bastard referee was clearly blowing the home whistle, and you still insisted on seeking death!"
"No wonder the Brazilian national team has had such poor results over the past decade. What kind of people have they trained?"
Coutinho did not hear these "heart-breaking" remarks. After being sent off, he went into the player tunnel in a daze, just wanting to be alone.
This season, with Suarez's transfer and Sturridge's serious injury, Coutinho has gradually ushered in his own highlight moment. Even Liverpool's local youth training Sterling has been slightly overshadowed by him. As a midfielder, although his offensive data is not particularly outstanding, his role in the team as a whole is clearly visible.
According to official statistics from the Premier League, given Liverpool's overall poor performance, he was very likely to be selected into the best team of the season, but today he was sent off in front of a mere League Two team...?
The Brazilian was getting angrier and angrier and couldn't help but yell:
"ah!"
Li Polo, who was still receiving treatment on the field, immediately received telepathic inspiration:
[Negative emotions from Coutinho, +10! ]
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"Well, if you really feel uncomfortable, you can go off the court and rest."
Moss looked down at Li Polo who had his eyes closed and said helplessly.
Because Li Polo was beaten to the point of near shock in the first half and vomited in public at one point, the black-clad judge now did not dare to force him to get up.
In case the previous impact still had some effect and he got up rashly and suffered a concussion, he would not be held responsible for it.
Anyway, it's a draw now, and Liverpool won't mind if the game is delayed a little - after all, they are one man short.
"I feel a little dizzy..."
Li Polo closed his eyes and described his condition to the team doctor Douglas.
Liverpool's team doctor curled his lips.
[It's really good at pretending. Coutinho deserves this card! 】
Douglas nodded, but heard Li Polo say another sentence:
"I really feel a little dizzy...it's not fake."
Douglas was stunned.
[This kid...is he too immersed in the role and has deceived his own nerves? ]
