Chapter Twenty-Eight: I Took the Points with Me
Although the main tactic today is still to defend the backfield, but in view of the hard work after being completely suppressed in the last game, today Alcaraz asked that after leaving enough defensive strength, the fast frontcourt players should resolutely attack the opponent's defense when they have the opportunity. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info doesn't want to score, just how much to contain the opponent's defense.
Therefore, with the ball in possession this time, the Granada team still tried to organize an attack. It was mainly Samper, who partnered with Yan Feng in the back, to give the ball to Pereira, who was fast and alive at his feet. Samper's solid skills allowed him to accurately pass the ball to Pereira's feet, and Pereira took the ball and launched a surprise attack.
Andreas Pereira was arguably Granada's strongest breakaway player, calmly shaking off his opponent with his skillful feints against a Villarreal player who was far more valuable than him.
"Have a good time!Come on!Keep rushing over!" Seeing Pereira passing in front of him and continuing to rush forward, Yan Feng secretly clenched his fists and cheered.
Pereira, on the other hand, lived up to expectations and managed to pass another defender. Unfortunately, he fell into a siege without strong support. In the end, in the midst of the siege, Pereira reluctantly took the ball off the touchline.
"Well done! Pereira!"
After Pereira lost possession, he trotted back with helplessness on his face. Seeing this, Yan Feng hurriedly ran over, hugged Pereira's shoulders and said with a smile.
"You're such a great guy! You've done a good job! and the manager will be happy. After saying that, Yan Feng pointed to the head coach Alcaraz, who was standing on the sidelines.
Yan Feng understands very well that although Pereira lost the ball with this impact, this impact directly pressed the Villarreal team's backline from the midfield back to the front end of the defensive third zone. This has played a very big role.
Pereira followed Yan Feng's fingers and saw Alcaraz smiling and giving him a thumbs up.
The manager's move brought a smile to Pereira's face who lost possession of the ball because he was isolated. Although anyone who faces the situation of fighting alone will feel very uncomfortable and humiliated. But the reality of the situation requires him to do so. The manager's endorsement made Pereira feel that his hard work had not been in vain.
"Come on, a few more times, and maybe you can take them down and score a goal by yourself." Yan Feng said with a smile.
"Hehe, though he knows this might be small. But I still want to say, I hope this blessing of yours will come true. Pereira replied with a smile.
"Yes. Even if you can't score a goal. I'm sure you'll be worth a lot more when this game is over. Yan Feng continued.
"Huh!" Pereira nodded, her eyes shining brighter.
The match continued, and the conversation between Yan Feng and Pereira was only a short interlude. After Villarreal kicked the ball, they organized another wave of attacks. After three or four foot passes, the Villarreal team wanted to go down, but in the face of the Granada team that put up 541 formations, they couldn't succeed in going down.
Failing to go under, Villarreal immediately returned the ball and prepared to switch directions to attack.
Yan Feng found out at this time that No. 19 Castillejo, who failed in the Villarreal team, had just passed the ball back to the midfielder No. 21 Bruno Soriano (there are two Soriano in the team, both of them are midfielders, and it is easy to confuse people just by looking at the name). Soriano, who was guarding himself, had already started to pick it up.
Yan Feng hurriedly followed, but soon, Soriano, who was trotting forward, suddenly changed direction and quickly stepped forward instead.
Yan Feng hurriedly followed and chased after him. At this time, that Bruno Soriano did not stop the ball at all, but directly knocked the ball in front of Soriano's run.
This time, Yan Feng had to suddenly speed up his pace. If you don't keep up with the other party in time and let the other party run in place, you can hit it at any time.
"Beautiful! Soriano's combination with Soriano broke through the defense. Is the goal coming?"
The home fans are still very familiar with the Villarreal team's tactics, and when they see this situation, they know that there is a chance to hit the goal, and they are full of expectations for the arrival of the goal.
However, the hopes of a goal that they thought could lead to a goal did not materialize. Because Yan Feng caught up in time, and when Soriano ran before the ball, he had a physical confrontation with the latter.
How strong Yan Feng's physical confrontation ability is, only those who have directly fought with him can feel the horror in it. And now, Soriano really understands what it is like being squeezed by a truck. His upper body began to lose its balance under the influence of the great force. If it weren't for Soriano's excellent physical fitness, he would have been able to call him a vicious dog poop this time.
Rao is Soriano was physically strong and didn't let himself fall, but under the confrontation, let alone hitting the door with his feet, he couldn't even get the ball well. After Soriano regained his balance under Yan Feng's squeeze, Longban had already pounced and intercepted the ball.
A nice opportunity was ruined, and Soriano was surprised. But the Chinese who surprised him even more was facing him. "What a strong force. What a Chinese person is so rare!"
Although naturalized in Italy, Soriano himself was born and raised in Germany. Soriano also has the characteristics of German players who are good and strong in confrontation. It's not that there are no players in La Liga who can make him suffer in confrontation, but today it is a Chinese player who is not well-known. This will surprise him.
"It seems that the Chinese players are not as weak and incompetent as they are rumored. And how can this guy in front of him be worth only 800,000 yuan? It should be two more zeros!" Looking at Yan Feng's sturdy but not sturdy back, Soriano thought silently. This body, which is not very strong by any means, has such amazing power in it!
"This opponent is kind of interesting. Looks like I'm going to have to push my head. Soriano smiled confidently at the thought of this.
Yan Feng, who was looking at his teammates in front of him and launching a counterattack, didn't know what the opponent he had just defended was thinking. He was moving forward in small steps, and a figure overtook him at a medium-speed speed that wasn't too fast, and ran forward.
No. 20 Soriano Yan Feng looked at this moving figure, and did not become complacent or contemptuous because he had just defended the other party.
"Strange, how does it look, it feels like something is different?" Yan Feng looked at Soriano's figure, and a strange feeling rose in his heart. It's a familiar and dangerous taste.
Soon, Yan Feng realized that his opponent had really become different. Soriano became more aggressive, and the speed increased. And his not too fast movement just now allowed him to appear in front of Pereira, who was attacking with the ball, in time and intercept the ball with an outstretched leg.
"This is such a relaxed feeling!" Yan Feng was stunned by Soriano's understated inference in the back. Such a timely, accurate and not too laborious steal, Yan Feng thought that he couldn't do it. This is the complete body of experience and consciousness and the ability to master.
"Huh?" Yan Feng soon found that Soriano, who had just grabbed the ball, raised his head, the expression on his face had not changed at all as before, and then he kicked a long pass directly under his feet. And Yan Feng looked at the route of the ball flying in the air, and immediately shouted: "Defend quickly!"
"Retreat!" Yan Feng waved to his teammates not far away, and then rushed towards the side of the penalty area close to the sideline.
"It's Dos Santos, yes! He's got the ball down! Hurry up, get me one!!"
The home fans saw more clearly from the stands, and some people stood up and shouted excitedly.
Soriano's long ball from behind the centre circle went straight to the right corner of the Granada penalty area, and was then picked up by the extremely fast dos Santos.
After dos Santos unloaded the long ball, he made a slight adjustment, and before the Granada full-backs could catch up, he was very fast and sent a low cross away.
The pace of the attack was so fast that the entire Granada backline was chasing after them, while Villarreal striker Sanso was in the lead and not offside.
"Let's get in!" dos Santos seemed to see an assist in his pocket after seeing the ball fly out.
But at this time, a figure inserted into the sideline of the penalty area at a very fast speed, and then rushed the ball directly out of the bottom line in a fish-leaping posture before everyone else.
"No!" dos Santos lamented in disappointment as he watched the ball fly off the baseline.
"Whew~ finally caught up. Otherwise, it's too dangerous!" Yan Feng got up from the ground, patted the grass clippings on his body, and a smile appeared on his face.
Then, Yan Feng felt that there were eyes staring at him, and he looked up. Then he met Dos Santos's resentful eyes. Knowing that the other party was depressed because the excellent quality cross was destroyed by himself, Yan Feng showed a smile and said softly: "I'm sorry, I must take today's points." ”
"Well done, strict. "What a time for you!"
Then Yan Feng didn't pay much attention to the other party's thoughts, and there was also praise from his teammates behind him, and then he slapped his palms with his teammates and looked for his position to prepare for the challenge of corner kicks.
Corner kicks, for Villarreal, are a very good chance to break the ball against the swinging team.
Soriano also came to the penalty area, and another Soriano also came to the box. If it weren't for the fact that the two of them were quite different, Yan Feng would have almost been surprised by a transposition between the two.
Yan Feng followed Soriano to the death, but the other party's constant change of position, rushing forward and retreating, made Yan Feng follow very hard. Fortunately, Yan Feng gritted his teeth and followed to death, and used his body to squeeze the other party whenever he had the opportunity.
Soon the corner kick was opened and came out, and because he couldn't get rid of Yan Feng's close follow-up, Soriano couldn't grab the landing point. The ball was pushed out of the box by the tall Lombana.
As soon as the ball was pushed out of the penalty area, as soon as it landed, Soriano hurriedly ran to the edge of the penalty area, where players from both sides were competing for the ball.
Of course, Yan Feng hurriedly ran out of the forbidden area. And Soriano's fast run actually allowed him to get the leaked ball out of the chaos of others.
When Soriano got the ball, he was about to turn to face the penalty area, but before he could turn around, he noticed a strong thigh suddenly stretched out and poked the ball away. And then, with the onward physical contact, a huge squeezing force made him almost lose his balance.
When Soriano stabilized his body, he saw that the ball that had just been stabbed was kicked out of the far sideline in a scramble.
"You're tough! man!" said Soriano, turning his head to look at his opponent, and at the moment he felt an indescribable sense of distress.
"I'm going to take the points. I must freeze you!" Yan Feng replied seriously.
"Freeze me?" Soriano frowned. If someone said before the game that a Chinese player worth only 800,000 wanted to freeze himself, he would definitely take it as a joke. But after these few battles, he has already felt the difficulty of the other party.
"It's not that easy!!"
"I must admit, you're not an easy guy. But I'm not an easy fellow!" Soriano's eyes burst with more fighting spirit than before.
Next, Soriano continued to pick up the pace. Whether it is running or changing direction, the rhythm has been greatly improved. This made Yan Feng's defense more difficult and laborious than before. But after all, Yan Feng gritted his teeth and insisted.
Soriano broke out with all his might, and Yan Feng was also forced to do his best. After continuing to pester, Soriano gasped and said to Yan Feng, who was also panting desperately next to him, during a dead ball: "You will only be more tired and consume more physical energy than me." You can't hold me. ”
"Huh~Huh~ For the sake of the team, Huh~ I will definitely hold on~Huh~" Yan Feng's face was hard, but he replied firmly.
The game continued, and Soriano continued to do everything he could to get rid of Yan Feng and find opportunities to deliver cannonballs to the team. However, Yan Feng's step-by-step follow-up made it difficult for him to provide enough help to the team. And it went on until the end of the first half.
"Do you want to freeze me, you will definitely be able to lose your physical strength in the second half!" Soriano thought to himself as he looked at Yan Feng as he gasped for breath and walked back to the locker room. Then he gasped and walked off the court.
Soriano is confident in his fitness. A person like Yan Feng who is in charge of guarding will only consume more physical energy than him. Therefore, he believes that in the second half, Yan Feng will definitely lose his physical strength first, so that he will not be able to continue to interfere with his performance.
But as the second half continued, Soriano found himself thinking as if he was wrong.
Ten minutes later, Soriano found Yan Feng continuing to follow him.
Twenty minutes later, Soriano was already feeling tired, and Yan Feng was still by his side.
Thirty minutes later, Soriano was horrified to find that he no longer had much physical strength, while Yan Feng was still by his side with a tired face.
Thirty-five minutes later, Soriano was replaced, and although Yan Feng looked tired, he was still running.
Soriano then watched from the sidelines in frustration as the Chinese, who he thought would be replaced soon after the second half, had been running tirelessly on the field.
Yan Feng was very tired, more tired than in any previous game in R&F. But he was still gritting his teeth and insisting, and he still squeezed out the last drop of his physical energy. Just because he wants to take a point away from Love Song Stadium today.
In the end, Yan Feng persevered. Granada also held on.
"I'll take the points away!" After the game ended in a 0:0 draw, Yan Feng proudly looked at Soriano who was on the sidelines with a lost expression. An opponent worth 12.5 million.
"Can you change the jersey for me?" After cleaning up his mood, Soriano actually came over to Yan Feng to change his jersey.
"Of course!" Yan Feng smiled and took off his jersey, which was already soaked with sweat, and handed it to the other party.