LRAB Chapter 480 The Second Fatal Attack
Chapter 480 The Second Fatal Attack
Chapter 480 The Second Fatal Attack
This is an extremely deadly quick counter attack!
Hugo Lloris's thin arms erupted with amazing strength, and he threw the football more than 30 meters at once, and it came directly to the feet of the Russian [tsar] Arshavin on the sidewalk!
Stamford Bridge once again saw the classic counterattack of Madman Lee - use the fastest pass to let the football go the longest!
After receiving the football, in the FM2009 system, [Speed] and [Explosive Power] were 18 and 17 respectively, and [Dribbling] was as high as 19. Arshavin did not show off his ability, but passed the ball at the first time...
The next stop of football is still Argentine center Crespo!
Although in the face of many crosses in the past 40 minutes, the Argentine has not been able to threaten the goal in the most direct way like his most direct competitor on the field [Warcraft] Drogba, but Newcastle has maintained enough trust in him, both as a player and as a coach...
This time, when Arshavin passed the ball to the backcourt, due to the suddenness of the counterattack, there were only Crespo, Carvalho and Terry near the outer edge of the Blues penalty area.
It's a pity that the Argentine center, who has always been underestimated by Chelsea, successfully deceived all opponents when handling the ball this time——
Before the football flew overhead, he posed an unusually cool pose in the air, and when he was about to hit the top of his head, Crespo turned his head jaw-droppingly to the side...
This sudden stroke of magic made Carvalho, who was close to him fighting for the top, fail to find the football at all. White flashed in front of his eyes, and there was a series of "whoosh" in his ears. He didn't react...
However, at this moment, Stamford Bridge once again heard an unstoppable exclamation. The more than 60000 Chelsea fans in the stands seemed to suddenly see the prehistoric giant Tyrannosaurus rex coming from the ancient obsession spouting blood...
On the large electronic screen at the top of Stamford Bridge, football whizzed past the heads of Crespo and Carvalho, and flew towards Chelsea's penalty area. Beside the two, a figure wearing the away uniform of the purple Magpies, like a nuclear bomb ignited, galloped past at a speed that would make the wind ashamed...
It's [nuclear warhead] Shevchenko!
It is the deadly sword hidden in the dark that Li Tongfan prepared for the Dutch Hiddink and the blue Chelsea!
Almost within a few strides, Shevchenko caught up with the football, and when he unloaded the football lightly in the sprint, time flowed, and countless fans saw the Andrei Shevchenko who "one person can solve a game" five years ago with tears in their eyes!
"...Crespo... an unbelievable miss!!...Shevchenko...he went after him...unbelievable speed, beautiful unloading, perfect! perfect!! Newcastle got a one-handed chance!"
'Li Hei' Mike Donald realized his failure in the game in less than [-] seconds after his roar.This is the second time, as a staunch opponent of Crazy Lee, he can't help shouting for the opponent's team!
The word "Li Hei" is the only reason why he can survive in the highly competitive English football commentary world.In essence, he thinks that he, like Sester, is a parasite living on Crazy Li. If there is no such incredible person as Crazy Li in this world, then maybe he and Sester are just busy with their own dull lives in some unknown corner...
The only thing that makes Mike-Donald feel a little regretful is that without Sester, he might be able to become the [British traitor] loved by half of the fans in England. As a latecomer, when the role of [British traitor] was snatched away by Sester in advance, he can only choose another "Li Hei" commentator role that is not very popular although he can show off the limelight!
However, Mike Donald is a very conscientious person. Since he chose the path of 'Li Hei', he decided to keep his position to the end. Therefore, after applauding Shevchenko a second ago, he hastened to make up for his 'mistake'—
"...Chelsea still has a chance. Captain Terry is still desperately catching up. Shevchenko is constantly adjusting his pace and preparing to shoot, while Terry, who is running at full speed, is going all out to catch up. The gap is narrowing bit by bit!"
On the field.
Terry was so angry that his eyeballs popped out of their sockets. Crespo's cunning and teammate Carvalho's mistake made his ass hurt, and [nuclear warhead] Shevchenko's pervasiveness made his ass hurt even more!
The gust of wind blew across his face, and he suddenly found that the Ukrainian who appeared in front of him today was far different from before, and there was an aura that made his heart palpitate emanating from that person...
What reassured Terry was that after Shevchenko unloaded the ball perfectly, the ball in the second step seemed to be a little too big, and the Ukrainian who was adjusting the rhythm was already a little messed up!
"Wahaha, this is my chance!!"
Terry is another slider from the side...
"Let me tell you, even if you go to Newcastle, you are still the waste that wastes much more than you grasp when facing opportunities! Wahahaha..."
Seeing that his toes were about to touch the football, Terry was filled with pride. He had resolved such a fatal danger. Now he could redeem the face he lost by sending a penalty kick not long ago. The applause from the stands at Stamford Bridge will once again ring out for me alone...
However, at this time, a sudden change occurred——
Shevchenko, who was flustered and trying to shoot a goal, suddenly stepped on the football with his right foot and pulled it back lightly, and then lightly tapped between his feet, sending the football to the other side. After this dazzling handling of the ball, the optimal distance and angle of the shot have been fully presented...
The pride on Terry's face disappeared instantly, and his pupils constricted suddenly!
Because, in the sliding shovel, he could no longer hold back the momentum of his body rushing forward, and his open arm to maintain balance and direction had unknowingly reached Shevchenko's left leg supporting his body...
"How could this be?"
Originally, as long as he was the first to shovel the football, he could get in touch with the team's crisis. He opened his arms, on the one hand, to maintain balance, and on the other hand, he also had the idea of bringing Shevchenko down after shoveling the football to let the opponent suffer a dumb loss...
but……
Grass Splash!
Shevchenko fell heavily in the penalty area!
"force--"
The crisp whistle sounded again, and the referee Howard Webb trotted into the penalty area. His thick fingers pointed at——
Penalty points!
"... Terry made a big mistake! The referee awarded a second penalty! This is really unbelievable. The captain of the Blues fouled twice in the penalty area today. He is like a rookie who has entered the Premier League for the first time. Such a mistake is unforgivable..."
"...Even the Chelsea fans couldn't take it anymore. They booed deafeningly. They didn't know whether they were booing their captain or the referee... I don't know what Terry was thinking. He saw Shevchenko as if he had killed his father and enemy. Three vicious fouls gave the opponent two penalties!"
……
The booing at Stamford Bridge is like a sea in a storm, which will flood the entire stadium at any time...
Logically speaking, even a red card for Terry's foul this time was nothing more than a red card. However, under the watchful eyes of everyone, the referee Howard Webb once handed Terry aside.
"Black whistle!"
Newcastle assistant coach Alan Shearer was furious. He rushed to the fourth official, pointed to the relieved Terry on the field, and shouted angrily: "That guy should have received at least two red cards, and now he gave Xiao Xiao a yellow card. I protest, strongly protest..."
"I will truthfully reflect all this to the disciplinary committee in the game report!"
"What should we do now?" The flames on the top of Hiller's forehead rattled: "What's the use of reporting afterwards? What about the game? What should we do now? We are the victims..."
"I will truthfully reflect all this to the disciplinary committee in the game report!"
Hiller: "Your uncle..."
……
Shevchenko once again stood in front of football and Czech [gibbon] Petr Cech!
Letting [Nuclear Warhead] take the penalty kick is not a special designation by Li Tongfan, but according to the order of the inside penalty shooters. In the case that Michael Owen and Ronaldo did not start, among the 11 Newcastle players on the field, Shevchenko happened to be ranked third!
[Nuclear warhead] in the FM2009 system [Penalty Kick] value is as high as 18!
Facing Shevchenko, the goalkeeper Petr Cech, who humiliated himself last time, did not imitate the goal line shaking posture of Liverpool goalkeeper Dudek on Istanbul Night this time, but lowered his center of gravity, opened his arms slightly, and adopted his best way...
"force--"
The whistle sounded, Shevchenko ran up, kicked the ball...
boom!
The football is like an angry shell, whistling on the lawn, rolling up a piece of grass, spinning from the middle of the goal and crossing the goal line...
And Cech, this time, still stubbornly rushed to the right side of the goal!
In the broadcast footage, behind the Chelsea goal, countless Blues fans in the stands raised their arms and covered their heads at this moment, their eyes were unbelievable and dazed...
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First more.
The second is later.
(End of this chapter)