CHAPTER 294: TOM, What Are You Doing?
On the Anfield stadium, there was once again applause from the fans to Tang Wu.
But this kind of applause is so harsh in Bei Bald's ears.
In a game, a goalkeeper was frequently praised by the fans. Is this a blessing for the team?
Of course not!
A goalkeeper who plays well is proof that the team is receiving the onslaught of the opponent!
This is a simple truth, and many times it is just a mystery to the authorities.
In the 36th minute, after Chelsea had fallen down a couple of times in midfield, Frank Lampard unleashed a through ball that was pinpoint to Robben.
Once again, the young Dutchman showed his unrivalled footballing talent in front of the world β I just want to cut inside, you can't stop it anyway!
Robben flew up and slotted the ball into the far corner again.
Robben was still very young at this time, and if he had been familiar with football for a few more years, he would certainly not shoot so rashly.
First of all, Tang Wu has a lot of experience with his shooting in the far corner; Secondly, with Robben's ability, taking a step forward, or dodging a better angle shot, will improve the goal rate by a lot.
However, every player's growth has to experience failure after failure, when Tang Wu is seen pushing the ball out of the baseline in an extremely exaggerated and stretched posture. Robben finally stood up and shook his head, admitting that it was a fact that he was so much behind Tang Wu in the selection of the Golden Boy Award.
Chelsea's attack wasn't over yet, and to the applause of the fans, Arjen Robben took another corner.
Tang Wu was prepared for the in-rotation ball, jumped high after a decisive attack, and confiscated the ball directly.
βtogoοΌβ The on-site narrator yelled.
A once-in-a-lifetime opportunity!
Tang Wu finally seized an opportunity to help Liverpool launch a fast attack.
At this time, Tang Wu was like a rugby running back, holding a football in one hand and rushing through the crowd.
Drogba, Frank Lampard, and John Terry, who didn't even have time to run out of the penalty area, all subconsciously blocked in front of Tang Wu, who dodged left and right, avoiding the "inadvertent" positions of all the Chelsea players, and rushed to the front of the big penalty line.
Just as Tang Wu was about to throw his legs sideways, Duff suddenly appeared in front of Tang Wu.
Facing the Irish winger, Tang Wu did not stop running.
"Dahnmi, you can't stop my !!"
With a roar, the one-meter-** Tang Wu rushed to the one-meter-seventy-nine Duff and probed hard. Tang Wu was like an ancient trebuchet, drawing a rainbow on the ball in his left hand above Duff's head and throwing it into the front court.
"Liverpool's fast attack!" Zhan Jun became excited.
Tang Wu's powerful hand threw the ball no worse than with his kicks, and the ball landed accurately in front of Luis Garcia after flying over the heads of most of the forwards.
The Spanish winger immediately took the ball and ran away from it, which also drove the enthusiasm of the Reds fans at the same time.
"Run, run!" Bei Bald stood on the sidelines, his hands clenched into fists, his palms covered with sweat.
He wasn't afraid that Luiz's shot would be blocked by Cech, he was afraid that Liverpool wouldn't even make it this time.
Since Alonso's injury, Liverpool have not had an effective goal.
Cech is like a spectator who can enter, always standing at the top of the arc of his penalty area, looking out at the front.
It's like a one-meter-ninety-six Wangfu stone.
So in Bei Bald's heart, he desperately hopes that Liverpool can play a decent counterattack.
Fast, effective, threatening, all three.
Even if there is no goal in the end, it is acceptable to Bei Bald.
If Liverpool stumbles even on such a counterattack, with Mourinho's sharp gaze, he will definitely take the opportunity to continue to increase his attack.
At that time, Liverpool will have no day to turn over.
"Louis... Louis! The on-site commentator chanted Garcia's name, his eyes following the red winger running wildly with the ball on the right flank, nervous.
In front of Garcia, there are two Liverpool defenders.
One is Glenn Johnson, who is approaching him, and the other is Garas, who is running.
Garcia was a little further back in parallel and Pongler was pushing forward.
Further on, there are the players that Chelsea are chasing back, with Claude Makelle, Pacos Ferreira and Thiago, forming a 2-on-5 situation up front. It seems that if Garcia himself does not want to fight, this quick counterattack will end in being surrounded and suppressed.
In Liverpool, Bei Bald can be regarded as Luis Garcia's "enlightenment teacher".
Although born in the Barcelona youth team, Luis Garcia's fame was in Tenerife in La Liga. In the 00-01 season, Bei Vulture successfully led Tenerife to La Liga, and Luis Garcia played 40 games, scoring 16 goals, handing in the first report card of his career.
Then Bean accepted Valencia's invitation, and Luis Brown. Garcia returned to Barcelona after two seasons between Valladolid and Atletico Madrid.
However, Rijkaard's transformation of him has not been successful, and he has never found his groove on the right flank, scoring just four goals in a season. At this time, Bebald, who had taken over the Red Army, called and the Spaniards were able to come to England.
Bean had immense trust in him, and Louis gradually regained his senses.
After glancing up at the middle, the Spanish winger swung his leg decisively and seemed to want to pass the ball.
Glen Johnson naturally couldn't let him cross easily, and subconsciously stretched out his legs to intercept. But Luis swung his right foot, dipped the ball behind him, and dribbled from behind Glen Johnson towards the middle.
In just over a second, Pongler had already rushed into place and pulled the opponent's defense. Behind him, there were three defenders including Makelele.
Luis didn't hesitate anymore and immediately swung his leg and volleyed.
Does it matter if it succeeds or not? Try it first!
"Bang!"
Gallas stretched out his leg just in time to block the ball's path, and the ball bounced towards the corner flagstick after hitting Gallas's leg.
Cech was shaken off, and on the football pitch, there's no shame in that!
When Bei Bald saw this, he leaned back suddenly, if it wasn't for his assistant's support, he was afraid that he would have fallen to the sidelines.
What a pity!
What a shame!
Luiz's shot was both powerful and accurate, and if it wasn't for Gallas to block, he would have spoken directly to Cech.
By then, it doesn't matter whether Cech holds on or saves or even misses away.
The important thing is that Liverpool have shown their opponents, "I still have the ability to threaten your goal!" β
But now, all of that vanished with Gallas' sideways kick.
After Bei Bald was "righted" by his assistant, he was pleasantly surprised to see Garcia desperately chasing the ball after the shot.
The Red Army's indomitable spirit of not giving up has completely infected this player who has just joined the team for about half a year.
This spirit of Liverpool is what the world coach wants.
Garcia galloped and finally intercepted the ball in front of the touchline.
Although the ball was touched by a Chelsea player, Garcia did not want the fast break to become an inconsequential throw-in.
Sure enough, after seeing that Garcia really intercepted the ball in front of the corner flagstick, Glen Johnson had no choice but to speed up again, and kicked the ball out without waiting for Garcia to turn around with the ball.
Corner kick!
Garcia deliberately left this gap.
In his opinion, a corner kick is also better than a throw-in!
"In the 38th minute, Liverpool won the first corner of the game." Zhan Jun explained methodically.
Corners are common in football, but there are also many times when a team doesn't get a single corner kick in a game.
That can only be said that this team's offense is too vegetable!
Liverpool only got one at the end of the first half, which was generally not satisfactory.
In the camera, Garcia himself is standing in the corner kick area, stepping on the ball thrown to him by a caddie under his feet.
The players of both teams took the opportunity to take a walk and rest and find a suitable position in the penalty area.
But just as Garcia was about to take a corner kick, he suddenly seemed to see something, and immediately raised his arms and opened his mouth to shout.
In Zhan Jun and Huang Jianxiang's questions, the camera is far away.
After the camera pulled to fit the entire Chelsea half, Zhan Jun and Huang Jianxiang were stunned.
"Tang Wu? Tang Wu: What is this going to do? β
Seeing the big bald head who had already run through the middle line, not only Huang Jianxiang and Zhan Jun, everyone at Anfield was stunned.
"It's... To participate in the offense? The on-site commentator stumbled for a long time, and after seeing Tang Wu run to the Chelsea penalty area, he finally came to a conclusion.
What the hell is this?
The game isn't over yet?!
It was only less than 40 minutes into the first half, and the goalkeeper abandoned the goal to participate in the attack?
What the hell is Benitez doing?
What secret plan did he have to make it happen?
At least five shots were directed at the bald on the sidelines, hoping to find the answer from the face of the Spanish coach.
Bald stood on the sidelines, hands in his trouser pockets, looking at the Chelsea half with a blank face.
A breeze blew, and it seemed that his hairline seemed to be much higher again.
"Uh... It seems that all this is within the scope of Benitez's plan. Anfield's commentator guessed.
What no one noticed was that the teaching assistant next to Bei Bald was clinging to him. The assistant coach was sweating profusely, and he was afraid that if he left, the Spanish coach would fall to the ground.
"? π₯ What are you doing? β
Bei Bald scolded his mother in his heart for selling batches, and it seemed that there were 10,000 Nyima rushing by.