Chapter 67: One Out, One In
In the past, Pogba often kicked and kicked to fight with opponents, often with his back to the ball to tease opponents, opponents have already eaten his temper, is to use his arrogance to cover the ball and fight back. Premier League referees are relatively lenient on physical contact. Pogba is often choked and the ball is tackled.
On the contrary, it was B Fei's transfer to Manchester United that made Pogba's mentality when he played a lot more stable. There is less useless dribbling, there are fewer scenes of fighting with opponents, and the trust of his teammates in him has also increased greatly.
As soon as Pogba called, Fernandes immediately got up and struck the ball to the left. Sure enough, Pogba, who is tall and long-legged, received the ball in two big strides, and there was no Tottenham player in front of him to defend at this time. Now there is another attacking Pogba, which is undoubtedly worse.
Pogba swung his long legs to shoot from distance after receiving the ball, Sanchez gave up his body to block the shot while protecting his vital parts, and Lloris also watched Boba's every move with full attention, ready to save the long-range shot from outside the box.
Pogba didn't shoot, and when his right foot fell, he converted his upright instep into a toe and sent a nudge to the right front.
"Not good, it's a pass?" Sun Xingmin wanted to remind him too late. When Fernandes used Pogba's fake pass to confuse Tottenham's backline, he had quietly touched the vacuum on Tottenham's right rib.
It was a typical diagonal pass, and the moment Pogba passed the ball, Fernandes pressed the position of Tottenham's last defender, Sanchez, and as soon as he got the ball, Dier and Reggillon were left behind.
The delicate combination of Boba and B Fee completely disrupted Tottenham's defense, and the usually impregnable defence was as weak as a torn newspaper under the tearing of the Red Devils' midfield duo.
"Come on, and me!" Seeing that there was no one in front of him to protect him, Lori bravely abandoned the door. He stretched out his arms and pressed against B Fei like a wall.
Unfazed, Fernandes lifted the ball up with his right foot, using just the right amount of force, and the ball was bounced high past Lloris's fingertips.
“NO!” Seeing that he hadn't sealed the ball, Lori knew that the tide was over, and let out a desperate exclamation.
Not only Lloris, but all the Tottenham players on the field have stopped, and the magic bird has turned his head and does not dare to look again.
The fans let out a long sigh of "hmm...", and everyone understood what was waiting for them.
Fee opened his arms and was ready to celebrate, while Boba made a gesture of hitting the pergola with his hands and watching the ball fall.
"It's Akichi!" It was still Sun Xingmin's sharp eyes, and when everyone had given up, Sun Xingmin noticed that Ming Yi had rushed to the left side of the small penalty area, and he was whipping up his horse quickly, but his eyes did not leave the falling ball for a moment.
At the moment when the ball crossed the goal line, Mingyi actually rushed to the general, only to see him abandon his body flat and make an "upside-down golden hook". Kick the ball high just as your right foot rises to the top.
"Bang..."Mingyi's barb kick is extremely precise and powerful. kicked the ball out of the penalty area, and the ball bounced to the ground and came to the feet of Sun Xingmin, who immediately turned around and ran wildly with the ball.
Before he had run ten meters, Manchester United right-back Wan-Bissaka stepped forward to block, Son Heung-min looked to the right, but his left foot pushed hard to the left.
Wan-Bissaka thought at first that Son Heung-min was going to pass the ball to the middle, but he didn't expect the opponent to do a man-ball split. Sun Xingmin's start was already fast, and the opponent's stunned look made the chase even more delusional.
Tottenham fans, who were still in agony in the quagmire of despair a few seconds ago, felt like they had been shot in the arm, and they began to cheer for Son Heung-min.
“RUSH SUN!” "Rush, Sun!"
“RUNNING DOWN THE WING!”
"them!"
"Crush them!"
Son Heung-min cut inside with the ball, centre-back Bailly followed all the way back, and Harry Maguire came behind Bailly to protect.
Sun Xingmin, who had already killed his eyes, couldn't care so much, as soon as he entered the big penalty area, he slammed his left foot back in an attempt to open the air and shoot with his feet. Unexpectedly, a Manchester United player was already flying behind him to break the ball, and Son Heungmin's smash was also unexpected by the tackler. He didn't have time to close his feet before he hit Sun Xingmin's calf.
"Oh!" Son Heung-min was knocked to the ground and hit the lawn hard.
"Beep ......" the referee blows the whistle and points to the penalty spot, penalty!
Only then did Son Heung-min see that it was French star Pogba who knocked him down. It turned out that Pogba realized that Tottenham's counterattack was a great threat, so he ran back from the Tottenham half, and saw that Son Xingmin was about to attack his own goal, so he wanted to strike first and shovel the ball from behind Son Xingmin.
Pogba's ability to make such long-distance follow-up defences should have been commended, but unfortunately the timing was not on his side.
"Referee, the goal has been scored, this penalty shouldn't have happened in the first place!" B Fei rushed over and yelled at the referee.
"yes, we've already gone in that sling!"
The referee was a little hesitant this time, and he was not sure if the ball had crossed the goal line at the moment when Ming Yi had touched the ball when he barbed the goal line before.
On the one hand, the baseline referee did not raise the flag, and secondly, the transition between attack and defense happened too quickly, everything was done in a matter of seconds, and he could only rely on experience to keep the game running, and then make a decision on the previous "goal-line incident" when a dead ball occurred.
"Technical desk, have you taken pictures of the barbs in front of you? Did you cross the line? The referee asked for help from the technical desk through the headset.
Since the 2014 World Cup in Brazil, FIFA has applied the Hawkeye technology to the goal line, and the five major leagues such as the Premier League have also introduced the goal-line Hawkeye technology, which is a huge cost of goal line Hawkeye technology, and today's game comes in handy.
In fact, there is no need for the referee to question it, the technical station has already prepared several video signals. The high-tech marking results were played again and again on the big screen at the scene.
The top camera shows that at the moment of Ming's first touch, two-thirds of the ball has crossed the line, but a third is still pressed on the line.
The fans were relieved that the goal that United had disputed was not valid, but that Pogba's foul penalty needed to be verified by VAR.
"VAR technical desk, get the picture of the number 6 tackle ready, I'll take a look." The referee gives instructions to the technical table.
"Roger, ready!"
The referee trotted all the way to the monitor on the sidelines. He repeatedly checked whether Pogba's tackle had touched anyone from all angles.
For half a minute, the entire stadium awaited the referee's decision. The referee confidently ran to the Manchester United penalty area and pointed to the penalty spot.
"Manchester United's No.6 tackle foul, penalty!"