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Chelsea's Gary Cahill is not a centre-back who is adept at one-on-one with strikers. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

With a height of over 1.9m, he lacks speed and agility, a weakness that is especially evident when he turns and chases. Therefore, he rarely takes the initiative to intercept in his usual defense, but prefers to retreat to the vicinity of the small penalty area as the last barrier in front of the goalkeeper to make up for the other teammates to block leaks.

But now that Captain Terry is in charge of this task, his relatively young self has no choice, and he is not qualified to reason with Terry, so he can only step forward to block it.

"Actually, Cahill and John Terry's characteristics are a bit repetitive," Zhang Lu suddenly interjected, "Oh, including David Luiz, Chelsea's three centre-backs are all tall and powerful types, and they lack a quicker partner......"

Of course, his analysis is very correct, but at such a critical time, no one pays attention to his correct analysis, whether it is the audience in front of the TV or his commentary partner.

In fact, some fans have long since turned off the commentary voice......

"They often suffer when dealing with speedy, skillful forwards......" Zhang Lu said yet.

Just as he was talking nonsense, Cahill was already in front of Qin Good.

But suddenly he heard a low chuckle.

The Allianz Arena was obviously full of people, but he felt that this light smile seemed to be in his ears.

Then he saw Qin Goode's lips pursed slightly.

This is the opponent's ploy to harass the enemy!

Cahill's attention was definitely focused enough to keep his eyes down again, fixing on his opponent's feet and the ball as he kept his rhythm slowly back.

Too slow, too slow, too slow!

When Qin Goode approached him, Cahill suddenly felt a gust of wind rushing towards him, and he couldn't help but stumble under his feet as he was retreating, and he actually sat on the ground!

"Cahill has fallen! His left foot puts his right foot ...... Stumble, fall, stumble! Alan Smith laughed heartily, he loved the comedy scene!

Martin Taylor, on the other hand, was not as gloating as his partner, he just marveled at the power of the Chinese with the ball: "How did Goode Qin repel Cahill?!" ”

"Qin Goode only used his aura to shake Cahill to the ground!"

Some commentators in China have made such an interpretation.

But even Cahill himself didn't know why he had made such a big mistake at the time.

Qin Good's speed with the ball...... Not only did it not slow down in the slightest, but it became faster and faster, which made him suddenly panic in his heart, and then the two legs did not agree on the choice between grabbing up and retreating, and finally naturally twisted into twists.

Instead of getting up, Cahill, who was lying on the ground, used his arms to prop up his upper body and turned his head to see his opponent's further movements.

Qin Goode and John Terry!

Terry could feel the pounding of the heart in his chest, and he told himself that the young rival was just as nervous as he was.

One!

But behind him is Petero Cech!

Dort's core is menacing, but he has dribbled the ball all the way from half-time to here, and by the way, he has passed my five club teammates, his legs are tired, he should have reached the limit!

As England's strongest centre-back, I can stop him!

Terry constantly gives himself psychological hints to make himself more confident.

Terry moves!

John Terry, who had always been in front of Cech, finally moved!

From shaking Cahill at the top of the penalty area to bursting into the vicinity of the penalty spot, it took about a second to go from only seven or eight meters away from Qin Goodud.

The Chinese youngster is ready to get up at any time, so Terry can't afford to wait any longer and he has to help Cech keep his opponent at bay, or at least not have too many angles to get his shot.

"Shoot, shoot, Goode can shoot!" Zhang Lu, who has always been rarely excited, thought in pieces at this moment, "Shoot!" ”

But Qin Gude couldn't hear his guidance, and he still continued to dribble the ball.

He swept past near the penalty spot!

However, Terry was blocked in front of him!

The rugged steel guy will never be shaken as easily as his teammates, and he's prepared for the extreme.

Qin Goode even felt the murderous aura coming from the opposite side, he knew that this former England captain was not a gentleman, he was a predator on the field, he was one of the most famous villains in football!

He can use his head to block an opponent's shot for his team during a game, or he can climb into the bed of his teammate's new wife after a game......

He doesn't even care about his own life, does he care about the life or death of his opponent?

You are given two options: either you dive early, roll on the ground and get a yellow card for a fake fall, or ...... You leave a leg in exchange for a penalty!

Which one do you want?!

"Ah...... Goode Qin slowed down......" Alan Smith let out a sigh, and then he quickly found the reason, "Damn Chelsea!" If Qin rushes in again, Terry will definitely unceremoniously knock him over! ”

Seeing that his opponent confessed, Terry couldn't help but smile a little.

But before the corners of his mouth could be curled, they turned into a tight straight line again.

That kid...... It's a change of direction!

"7 characters are amazing?!" Duan Yixuan did not guess wrong this time.

Qin Goode chose to change direction before Terry!

With his back to the Blue Captain, he fended the ball to his right.

Terry chased after him in an instant and was completely on his opponent's left: he was going to take the opportunity to squeeze the little guy out of the box!

He felt the resistance from the side of the goal, and with John Terry already entangled in him, it was no longer possible for him to turn, change direction or get out of place - the Chelsea captain was already pulling at his shirt with both hands and his left leg was already showing signs of tripping......

But Qin Good's feet still belonged to him, and he paused without warning, allowing Terry to rush forward half of his body with inertia.

Terry subconsciously tugged at the yellow and black jersey in his hand, but fortunately, he didn't let the cunning little guy slip away, he still had his back to the goal.

His vision was blocked by Qin Goode's shoulder, so he couldn't see what this little guy was doing now.

This was even more true of Cech behind him, whose eyes were only two muscular backs entangled, and their four large thick legs......

What about balls?

What about football?

Peter-Cech suddenly thought of the question.

Four big thick legs...... Why is there one missing all of a sudden?

Qin Goode supported his whole body with his left leg, kept his balance with the help of Terry's pull, and at the same time lifted his right foot and slammed his heel on the ball extremely covertly!

Suddenly, a dark shadow appeared in Cech's vision.

The shadow grazed Terry's right leg and jumped to his right, where the goal was already half empty!

The distance is no more than five meters, although it is a heel knock, but such a surprise shot is God-possessed, and Cech has no choice!

I shouldn't have followed them to the left goalpost!

2-1！

That cunning Chinese kid!

He really came once a dragon!

He changed the score in the last minute of the first half!

He put Dortmund into the dressing room with the lead!

Qin Good, who was pulled to the ground by Tril, let out a roar of victory from his chest.

Although it is not the most emotionally venting outburst, one person picks up and overturns the whole bus...... He's so happy!

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Is there a commuter pass? Is there a referral ticket? (To be continued.) )