Chapter 438: I'm not cheap in my hands, but I'm cheap in my heart
Zhen Shaolong felt very bad, he was so handsome just now that he didn't think about the consequences at all, his butt fell on the grass, and the pain seemed to be torn in half.
"Damn!"
"The Golden Body turned out to be invalid!"
"Golden Body" only has the effect of relieving pain when it is against the opposing player, and it does not count if you take the initiative to play handsome.
So, it hurts.
Zhen Shaolong's bad feeling did not affect the opinion of the fans, the fans in the surrounding stands cheered wildly, they excitedly celebrated the team's second goal, recalling the process of scoring, they all felt that they enjoyed a visual feast, and the barb volley in the penalty area can indeed bring a strong visual impact.
This is especially true of the fans in front of the TV, who are better than the fans in the stadium in that they can watch the goal in slow motion continuously, and the fans are also talking about it.
"It's a handsome goal."
"Zhen Shaolong actually pushed the ball up, and then barbed directly on the spot, the difficulty of this ball is also very high!"
"I found that Manchester United's defense line can't prevent Zhen Shaolong ...... at all"
The last sentence is also what the game commentator wants to say, after the camera return visit, the commentator also sighed, "Zhen Shaolong's performance is also too good, he actually ran over to fight for the ball with Vidic under the defense of Ferdinand, and he successfully did it." ”
"Rio Ferdinand, Nemanja Vidic, Manchester United's two major central defenders were unable to stop Zhen Shaolong, he calmly showed his superb skills in the penalty area, and accurately sent the ball into the goal."
"This ball is so exciting!"
"If you have watched the goal, you can believe that this will be the best goal in the Premier League!"
on the field.
Zhen Shaolong was hugging and celebrating with his teammates, but he was not in a good mood, and there was a slight pain in his buttocks, which made his feelings worse.
I wanted to score a handsome goal, but I almost got myself into a pit.
It's so sad!
When celebrating with his teammates, the smile on Zhen Shaolong's face was a little reluctant.
Of course.
Manchester United are much more depressed than he is.
In the face of such a strong goal from Zhen Shaolong, Manchester United's morale suffered a serious blow, and they found that the back line could not prevent Zhen Shaolong at all.
Ferdinand.
Vidic.
Both of them are the best central defenders in English football, one-on-one defensive ability, tactical ability, or physical fighting ability, all of which can be said to be at the peak level, but neither of them prevented Zhen Shaolong, and let Zhen Shaolong score such a wonderful goal.
Many people saw the goalscoring process.
The soccer ball passed between the two men just right, a bit like a movie shot rather than a real game.
Manchester United were also depressed by the scoreline, they finally relied on the play up front to score a goal, and the opponent found a random opportunity to send the ball into the net again.
It's too hard for them to score!
It's too easy for the opponent to score!
Ferguson didn't sit in his seat anymore, he stood on the sidelines and watched, the expression on his face was very solemn, he found a problem, Ferdinand's close defense did not work at all, the opponent seemed to have no one around, Manchester United's defense seemed to be unguarded against him.
The other party's performance is also too good!
Ferguson was worried for a moment, and he was a little suspicious that the established strategy of the game was wrong.
Playing against Newcastle United?
If Zhen Shaolong can play so well all the time, it doesn't make sense for Manchester United to score more goals in the front, because his own goal will be beaten into a sieve, but what should I do in the game in front of me?
Rio Ferdinand was the most depressed of the players on the pitch because his important job was to defend Zhen Shaolong.
Zhen Shaolong played well, but it was his failure in defense.
So far in the game, Ferdinand has discovered one thing: as long as Zhen Shaolong is serious, his performance will become super good, and ordinary defense is meaningless.
Right.
Conscientious.
Rio Ferdinand's definition of 'seriousness' is when the opponent opens his eyes and plays normally.
"Why?"
"Why the hell did he close his eyes?" Ferdinand felt that he was wrong, and that the opponent's eyes were closed for a long time should have nothing to do with Ferguson, but with the game.
"He just said that closing your eyes is hard work!"
"Closing your eyes is effort?"
"Is it to adjust the state? Or what? Ferdinand's brain was spinning rapidly, but he didn't have Michael Owen's thinking logic, and he couldn't think of any reason at all, especially when he saw the other party continue to close his eyes, he was even more puzzled.
Ferdinand simply asked, "What are you doing this for?" ”
"Work hard!" Zhen Shaolong's answer was concise and to the point.
"Effort?"
"Yes."
Zhen Shaolong nodded affirmatively. ,
If Ferdinand didn't believe it at all, he believes it to a certain extent now, thinking back to the last leg, the game at Old Trafford, which left every Manchester United player with a deep memory, because they lost badly, but the opponent seemed to find an opportunity to kick the ball straight in.
It's the same now.
There is still a difference between the two games, when the last round was played, the opponent just shot very accurately, whether it was a shot with his back to the goal, or a free kick volley, it showed superb shooting skills, and it has nothing to do with scrambling, running, and dribbling.
The difference between the two goals was not just the accuracy, but the performance was also very good, but one thing is for sure --
It is impossible for the other party to perform so well for a long time!
Now it can be said that the state has exploded, otherwise the league has gone on so far, and the opponent will not score 40 goals, but 80 goals, 100 goals, or even more, because most teams can't catch up with Manchester United's defensive level, and the goal is equivalent to being defenseless for him.
Then the question arises.
Fernande took a moment to think, "Why? Why? Why is that? ”
Five minutes later.
Ferdinand suddenly remembered that he had read a book of Chinese magic, and there was a very interesting sentence from a master on it, "The hand is not cheap, but the heart is cheap", he didn't know the meaning of the original, but this is how I understood it, which means that he didn't show anything on the surface, but he had simulated it hundreds of times in his heart.
"Yes!"
"He closed his eyes and didn't play normally, probably using his eyes to close his eyes to simulate possible bursts, constantly reminding himself that he could do it, 'he could do it', and then burst out in one breath!"
This kind of extremely high spiritual realm!
Ferdinand's eyes lit up, and he only felt that he saw a door to a new world of knowledge, which could be summed up as a discipline, called 'Football Training Psychology', "Maybe I can use my teammates as test subjects and use them to verify whether my idea is correct!" ”
"First of all, close your eyes and think about where the goal is!"
"In the process, I keep reminding 'I'm the strongest, I can definitely score the ball', as long as I can successfully convince myself and evolve into a super strong mental suggestion, I may burst into an excellent state!"
Ferdinand had convinced himself.
He looked forward --
Rooney!
Rooney has always been unhappy with his performance and is a little jealous of Ronaldo by the way.
The whole team knows it.
"When there's a new way to improve and make him perform better, maybe he'll be interested in trying it out, right?"
Ferdinand looked forward to it.
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Zhen Shaolong didn't know that Ferdinand's thinking could be flexible to such an extent that he almost guessed the truth of the matter, but the difference was a millimeter, and Ferdinand's thinking was a little off.
Zhen Shaolong's feeling was not very good, he could feel Ferdinand's eyes, at first it was just normal doubts, puzzles, or other inquiring eyes, and then it became fanatical, crazy, like a scientist looks like a guinea pig,
He......
It seems to be that poor guinea pig!
"What's going on with this guy?" Zhen Shaolong broke out in a cold sweat, "He won't be ...... You're in love with me, right? ”
"I'm #¥%......"
"Danger!"
Although the appearance attribute is ineffective for men, Zhen Shaolong thinks that he must be cautious everywhere with such a handsome and chic appearance.
"Stay out of danger!"
"I'll run!"
Zhen Shaolong stayed away from Ferdinand with a chill, but how could the striker stay away from the defender?
Zhen Shaolong ran ten meters to the left, Ferdinand chased ten meters behind him, Zhen Shaolong ran twenty meters to the right, and Ferdinand chased twenty meters behind him.
The distance can't be opened!
The two kept running back and forth, staging a long chase battle, which attracted the attention of the camera, and many fans also watched.
Even though Newcastle United's half-time game was very intense, the TV camera still frequently pointed to the past, and the commentator's opinion on this was, "Zhen Shaolong has been running hard all the time, trying to distance himself from Ferdinand, he probably wants to run out of the empty space." ”
"Even if the football is still at Manchester United's feet, he is ready to look for opportunities in advance."
"This is Zhen Shaolong!"
"Not giving up at any time in the game, working hard at any time, may be the reason why he can perform well!"
Ferguson, who was on the sidelines, also felt a sigh in his heart, "Although Ferdinand's defense is useless, he really works hard, I shouldn't blame him......"
on the field.
Zhen Shaolong couldn't get rid of it, so he simply stood in place panting,
He didn't move.
Soon Zhen Shaolong found that it was safest to stay put, because the football was still at the feet of Manchester United, and it was impossible for the other party to make physical contact with him, otherwise he would deliberately have nothing to do, and he would fall directly to the ground, and the opponent would definitely be a foul.
"Safety!"
Zhen Shaolong stared at Ferdinand fiercely, and only continued to close his eyes after making sure it was safe.
Soon there was plenty of time.
Zhen Shaolong had a feeling of passing the dangerous period, staring at Ferdinand when he opened his eyes, and then followed the rhythm of the team, ran forward normally to attack.
Ferdinand was nervous!
"Be careful!"
"Be careful!"
"This guy is acting normal again! No way! I must hold on, persevere! Step up your game! ”
Ferdinand kept reminding himself at the same time, but also became very determined, and the successive defensive failures hit him very hard, and he had a feeling of 'he is useless'.
Now that he saw the danger, he immediately entered a tense state, constantly running and keeping an eye on the position of the football at all times to prevent the opposing player from suddenly passing the ball.
Ferdinand worked hard while beckoning his teammates to join him, and he shouted, "Watch this guy!" ”
"Don't let the ball pass!"
The Manchester United players who heard Ferdinand's shout felt a little inexplicable, because the football had only been taken across the halfway line, and they could not directly form a threat, but they understood what Ferdinand meant, that is, to defend Zhen Shaolong together.
They also know what to do --
Using the running booth to block the passing route, and two or three players working together to defend, will certainly not let the ball roll over.
Zhen Shaolong stood in the forbidden area, and he raised his hand again.
Manchester United are more cautious.
Carrick's retreat and Ferdinand formed a flank attack on Zhen Shaolong, and C-Ronaldo also echoed beside him, and the three almost surrounded Zhen Shaolong in the middle.
The rest of the Newcastle United players were on the easy side.
Zhen Shaolong was surrounded in the middle, and he definitely couldn't pass the ball, Martins ran out of space, and Damien Duff went straight through, giving Martins a chance to shoot.
"Shot ——!"
"Van der Sar has made a meritorious service!"
Van der Sar reacted quickly and saved the ball well as Newcastle United won a corner.
Damien Duff ran to the corner flagpole.
Zhen Shaolong followed, waved at Duff and said, "I'll try!" Duff looked at him puzzled, but handed him the ball anyway.
Ferdinand followed behind Zhen Shaolong and found that Zhen Shaolong was going to take a corner kick, and suddenly felt a little weak.
What else does this defend?
Now wait for the opponent to finish the free throw!
Ferdinand simply stood next to the beriberi, and had already thought about waiting for Zhen Shaolong to finish the penalty, so he immediately continued to follow, and kept reminding himself, "Zhen Shaolong's penalty? There are quirks! They might be going to do a corner! But no matter what, the last shot is most likely Zhen Shaolong, and it must be right to hold Zhen Shaolong! ”
He was half right.
It was indeed Zhen Shaolong who shot at the end, but Newcastle United did not do anything to cooperate, because ......
Zhen Shaolong shot directly!
"Bang!"
After the contact between the football and the surface of the foot, the football suddenly soared into the sky and flew in front of the goal in a large arc.
Everyone thought that it should be a normal free throw, but the trajectory of the football bent and bent again, and the arc became more and more handsome, flying over the near corner, in the middle, and directly towards the far corner of the goal.
Enzobia, who was outflanked at the back point, still wanted to rush over to grab the point, but it turned out that the football did not come at all.
But--
Straight into the goal!
As the football flew into the goal, many people on the pitch had their mouths so long that they couldn't close at all for a long time.
Corner kick...... Break down the door!
This kind of wonderful goal, which is rare to see once in a season, will appear in this game, and it is Manchester United who has broken through the door!
It's so exciting!
The same goes for Ferdinand.
He looked at the goal with his mouth wide open, then shrugged his shoulders at his teammates with a wry smile and said, "I've worked hard!" But this kind of ball, I ...... I can't do anything......"