Chapter 309: Scoring goals is as simple as that

Perhaps because he played too many supporting roles at Real Madrid, Moro didn't quite adapt to his new role when he first donned the red shirt.

Why did my teammate pass the ball to me when he had a chance to shoot?

Why does Liverpool often receive long balls from the back?

Why is it that when I pass the ball well, my teammates either can't catch it or can't score?

With all kinds of subconscious questions, Moreau rushed to the forefront of the Red Army.

The La Liga striker's technique at his feet is very delicate, and his header is a must. But in just one day, Morrow couldn't fit into the team, let alone help them score.

"It seems that Morientes has not adapted to the rhythm of the Premier League." Seeing that Morientes once again accurately headed the ferry, but Barosh still did not grab the second point, Zhan Jun couldn't help but sigh.

In the 65th minute of the game, the score was still 0-0. Even if he buys a La Liga powerhouse like Morientes, all he brings to the team is a flexible bridgehead.

"That's right, the players in La Liga are a little more delicate than the players in the Premier League. Therefore, when faced with some situations where they can attack the goal, the reactions and responses of the players of the two leagues are very different. Huang Jianxiang analyzed.

"La Liga players feel that this is an opportunity, and Premier League players may feel that this angle is still a bit reluctant, which also creates the result that although Liverpool suppressed Manchester United's midfield with the help of Tang Wu, it always lacked the result of a goalkeeper."

"At the end of the day, Morientes hasn't completely changed his mind and sees himself as Irving."

Five minutes into the game, Liverpool turned around.

Brown picked up a second yellow card of the game for a tackle on Reese in defence, leaving United with one man to play with for the remainder of the game.

This unexpected gift injected a boost into Liverpool's attack, but Liverpool implemented mid-to-high pressing, and Manchester United also pressed in the midfield, so for a while the Reds did not taste the sweetness of one more person.

In addition, the players of the two teams did not consider the factor of physical strength at all, and one by one they opened their legs and collided with their opponents and turned on their backs.

Morientes clearly haven't adapted to the pace of the Premier League and aren't prepared enough for this kind of pressing tactic. He was replaced by Bangele in the 75th minute of the game, ending his Premier League debut and ending his "debut goal".

Ferguson also replaced O'Shea to strengthen the defense because of Brown's departure, and Scholes, who had a mediocre performance in this game, became a victim.

Two minutes later, Rooney also received a yellow card for a defensive foul and was replaced by the old man with Berion.

In the 80th minute, both coaches had made three substitutions.

Bebald replaced Reese with Nunez, Biscayne replaced Haman to ensure the attack, and the old lord replaced Saha with Fuqiong to strengthen the defense.

But even so, United remain a threat to Liverpool's door.

In the 81st minute, Nunez crossed and Biscayne's header was saved by Carroll. One minute later, Fortune was booked for a foul on Carragher, and Red Devils captain Roy Keane was also yellow for a foul on Biscan.

No one wants to take it lightly at the last minute of the game and give a big gift to their opponent. So far, the Reds have committed 37 fouls, seven of which have been yellowed, with Brown receiving two yellow cards for himself.

"How does it feel?" The assistant coach asked, patting Morientes on the shoulder.

"I'm sorry coach, I'm so tired!" Morientes gasped and shook his head, wiping the sweat from his forehead with a towel.

'Don't mind Morrow, that's what the Premier League looks like.' The assistant coach comforted on the side, "Your foot skills are among the best in the Premier League, and you only need to strengthen your physical strength a little to fully adapt to the rhythm of the Premier League." ”

Morientes smiled wryly and nodded, undeniable to the assistant teacher's words. What he actually wanted to say was: "The Premier League is too fierce and it is too difficult to score". But with his status, such words are absolutely unspeakable.

After 75 minutes of starting the game, he was exhausted. The Premier League stadium is generally smaller than the La Liga stadium, and the accumulation of this only shows that the Premier League is fiercely competitive.

Looking at the players on both sides who bumped into each other and got up from time to time on the field, Morientes felt for the first time that it was not so easy for him to have a second spring in the Premier League.

In the 86th minute, it was another big attack by Liverpool.

O'Shea, who had just been substituted, had plenty of energy and suddenly stretched out his leg to steal while Gerrard was unprepared. After the successful steal, Gerrard did not give Gerrard any time to react, and a straight kick was slotted into the field.

Xiao Xiaoluo's eyes were fast, and he instantly opened his legs and ran towards the ball. The young Xiao Xiao Luo is strong and strong, and he is extremely self-disciplined and diligent in training on weekdays. At this point in time, his persistence and explosiveness were on display, chasing the ball with visible speed before slotting forward to distance himself from the returning Pellegrino.

"Cristiano...", all the narrators in the world chanted his name.

Just controlled the ball with two feet, and Xiao Xiao Luo approached the big penalty area with the ball. On the other end of the screen, a black figure was running towards the ball, rushing towards the ball that was carried forward by Xiao Xiaoluo.

“to~~~~”

Rumble!

Boom!

In less than a second, two objects collided with Xiao Xiao Luo one after another.

First, the ball that hit Xiao Xiaoluo's knee bounced to the side, and then Xiao Xiaoluo and Tang Wu collided violently, and both of them fell to the ground.

"Beep!"

The referee blew the whistle and awarded Xiao Xiao Luo a foul.

Hiss~~~

This guy is so strong!

The idea popped up at the same time.

Hyypia, who had chased back to the two of them, stretched out his foot, threw the ball back into the field and stepped on it, pulling Tang Wu up from the ground.

"How are you? Huh? ”

When Hyypia looked surprised, Tang Wu, who was still rubbing his chest just now, suddenly pushed away the central defender who was holding him, and the ball that ran to a stop was a kick.

Boom!

Xiao Luo, who had just turned around and ran back, had just run two steps when he heard a loud bang behind him.

Immediately afterward, he saw a cannonball-like ball fly over his head, flying past a dozen red and black players from both sides, and landed exactly two metres at the top of the United penalty area.

As he ran, Pongler leaned on Heinze on his left side, raised his right foot to touch the ball and continued forward. At the moment when the ball bounced off and still didn't fall, he suddenly got up again and slammed the ball into the top left corner of the goal.

Carroll, who made several good saves in the game, only had time to raise his hands before he felt a strong wind blow overhead, and his feeling for the ball disappeared in an instant.

“gooooooooooooooooooooooooal!!!” The on-site narrator immediately stood up and screamed.

The depression that had been accumulated for a whole time gushed out, and together with the KOPs on the scene, everyone howled loudly with all their might.

Watching the originally dull bench instantly turn into a sea of joy, Morientes in the seat didn't know what kind of posture to put on in order to match his current identity.

Is it happy? Is it ecstasy? Or what?

Just as Morientes was thinking about whether he would also stand up and join the revelry of his teammates and coaches, the excited assistant coach deliberately ran back to Morientes after hugging Bey: "Hey, Morrow, did you see that?" ”

"It's easy to score goals at Liverpool! The ball is passed to you and then you shoot! That's it! ”