Chapter Fifty-Eight: Who's Afraid of Whom
Ming Yi controlled the ball, and suddenly a white figure flashed in the afterglow moving at high speed on the right side, while immediately adjusting the angle, in the midfield to the right side of the straight stopper, sure enough, the right full-back Aurier was running at full speed, Aurier just ran in the vacuum between several Manchester United players, and no one could indulge in the wild.
Although he didn't need to run too fast, because although Mingyi's teleportation started very strongly, it suddenly slowed down in the back. Aurier stopped the ball just in the right-hand corner of the penalty area.
Aurier burst into the right side of the penalty area, and the left full-back Luke Shaw, who was chasing back at high speed, had already arrived, and Aurier heard the wind approaching, so he gently buckled it with his right foot, just shook Luke Shaw, and dodged the space.
He immediately volleyed with his left foot, and the ball was so powerful that Maguire and Nemanja Matic could only make symbolic defensive moves, but goalkeeper David De Gea was already brave enough to punch the ball off the line.
"Damn, evil sect, this is all right." Aurier crossed his hands on his hips, firstly, this long-distance run cost him a lot of physical strength, and secondly, De Gea's blocking left him speechless, blocking this one-on-one powerful volley without much effort, and it can only be said that De Gea showed off his Asia-Pacific show.
"Cow, duck!"
"Well done, well done, duck."
The Manchester United players all stepped forward to high-five De Gea to encourage, and today De Gea was like a god, and he couldn't open up three great scoring opportunities for Tottenham in a row.
And Tottenham's side is not without good news, Mingyi's kick activated Tottenham's long-dormant right attack, but Aurier played at full-back most of the time, and the choice of shot was not considered, so he failed to open the Manchester United goal.
"Good ball, Akichi." Son Heung-min clapped his hands and gave encouragement to Mingyi, and it is this kind of forward depth that Tottenham are missing now.
Aurier, who looked lost, also raised his hand to signal to Mingyi, wasting this good opportunity to score in vain.
As for Manchester United, De Gea is clearly not happy. No matter how amazing a goalkeeper is, he can't always be shot by the opponent.
David De Gea: "Where are the defenders?" How are they all defended? Giving a child such an easy pass, don't you want to lose face? ”
Master La: "Someone needs to help me defend it, I'm already about to grab the ball." ”
Pogba: "Boy, yes, this ball pass is a bit of an idea, it's a pity that your teammates don't give it a try, but good luck won't always come there, don't think about next time." ”
Ming Yi didn't answer, and ran straight to his own area. The fans at White Hart Lane Stadium seemed to see the hope of scoring goals and cheered for the players on the field.
Good ball, it should have been replaced by Ming Yi a long time ago!
yes, this ball is a fantastic pass.
Go Tottenham!
Son Heung-min came to the right corner area, this time he chose to send the ball to the vicinity of the small penalty area, the strength and angle of the ball are good, but the Manchester United penalty area is long, this time the pass was cleared by Bay's header, and the Tottenham player Sissoko, who was ambushed near the big penalty area, saw that there were too many passers-by in the middle of the penalty area, and he couldn't shoot from a distance, so he passed the ball to the left side.
Left wing-back Reguilon picked up the ball and was about to send in a low cross only to find United right-back Aaron Wan-Bissaka waiting in front of him.
Wan-Bissaka: "Come on, Regilon, let's have a fight." ”
"Don't worry, pass it back" Mingyi noticed that Lei Jilong had signs of going it alone, and immediately ran over to call his teammates. And Lei Jilong found that Ming Yi was in a good position, so he passed the ball over, and the moment he passed the ball, Lei Jilong ran to the bottom line.
"Run again!" Ming said that the ball arrived, and a diagonal pass passed the ball to the no-man's land in the direction of the corner flag on the left side. This time, it was Mingyi who passed a 2-1 hit the wall for his teammates.
"Good shot!"
The cooperation between the two this time was seamless, and Wan-Bissaka suffered a dumb loss. He turned around and chased after him at this point. He could only prevent Regieron from kicking the ball back, but he couldn't stop him from crossing with his left foot.
Unmarked, Reguilon delivered a cross from near the baseline, and the ball was as stress-free as a training match and landed with great precision, just near United's six-yard box.
"There's me! Don't think about shooting. Maguire was the first to get on the ground and get the ball off the line before Sanchez.
After the start of the second half, Tottenham had a strong desire to attack, and had already won two corners in a row. Son Heung-min returned to his fortified corner on the left and was ready to take another penalty.
"All in, press in." Son Heung-min waved his teammates to ambush more men in the penalty area, and the height disadvantage could only be compensated for by the numerical advantage.
Manchester United's penalty area is now crowded with players from both teams, and even Mingyi is standing in the small penalty area.
"Kid, get out of here." Akiichi was watching in the direction of the ball area, but he didn't know who slammed his body into his back.
Even with Gattuso's thick body, Akiichi was staggered a few steps forward by this sudden blow and almost fell.
"Holy." Ming Yi turned around and looked behind him after standing firm, only to see Martial, who was 1.9 meters tall, looking at him in a weird way, obviously he did the collision.
Anthony Martial: "What? What do you look at and are you not convinced? ”
Mingichi: "What do you mean, do you want to play football or want to hit people?" ”
Anthony Martial: "Is this kind of action normal, you think it's a child playing football?" Tell you to remember, this is the Premier League, if you can't stand it, go down early. ”
This is clearly a deliberate bullying of people, relying on his height and strength to give Ming Yi a dismount. This made Mingyi a little embarrassed. Since I came to the Premier League, I am the only one who hits someone, and how can someone hit me.
You're right, this is the Premier League, I'll just think of it as a super-league, and see who has more small moves.
Ming Yi smiled and squeezed to Martial's side again.
"Brother, don't be like this, I'll just eat, my eldest brother let us all come in, I can only come in and put on a show, please raise your hand, don't get along with my brother."
Anthony Martial: "Hmph, you don't dare to do anything... Oh! ”
Anthony Martial felt a thrust in his chest, like a slap in the face. But where is there someone else around, it's obviously the kid in front of him.
Anthony Martial suffered a dark loss, and he couldn't help but be angry. Reaching out to Akiichi's chin and hugging it.
Mingyi seemed to already know his next move, and as soon as Martial's hand approached his cheek, Mingyi fell down and shouted, "Ouch referee." ”
The referee blew his whistle and stopped the game. Tottenham players immediately surrounded the referee.
"Referee, Anthony Martial hits."
"You saw it all, right? This one is so bad that even children beat it. ”
"Yes, Martial twice in a row."
The referee was blocked from sight because there were too many people in the penalty area just now, so it was difficult to make a decision for a while.
Anthony spread his hands, "The referee elbowed this kid first, and he hit me in the chest." ”