A mouth cannon is a mouth cannon, and practice is practice.

After playing at Anfield for more than ten minutes, neither Ibrahimovic nor Trezeguet could find a good way to deal with Tang Wu.

The goal behind Tang Wu looks empty, which will always create a kind of "no goal" mistake for the opponent.

But in fact, Tang Wu not only put most of his mind on defending the opponent's long-range shots, but even trained for this countless times in his usual training.

As we all know, long-distance running and dribbling have always been Tang Wu's weaknesses, but this does not affect Tang Wu's ability to train himself between short-distance switchback runs.

All the opponents who play against Liverpool will give the front-court players the order to "shoot from distance at the first opportunity", but on the pitch, very few players actually do this.

After several attempts, the two high strikers, Trezeguet and Ibrahimovic, found that ordinary infiltration could not penetrate the Red Army's defenses at all.

At this time, looking at the goal behind Tang Wu, the feeling was different.

This is Anfield, and Liverpool have no reason to fear the old woman.

Last season, they were able to win at home despite the lack of players and disadvantages, how can Liverpool, who are full of players this season, be fearless of their opponents?

"The fans are our strongest back! As long as the fans are still chanting for us, we won't lose! ”

This was Gerrard's pre-match reprimand to the rest of the team, and now it seems that Gerrard is not false at all.

"Damn the fans!" Ibrahimovic kicked the turf in front of him hard, and his shot from the top of the box was just wide of the target.

Liverpool were very quick to switch between attack and defence, and the tactical play of the 451+ free goalkeepers allowed them to gather a large number of players in midfield. These players can attack and retreat, and Capello can burn out his brain cells in order to deal with them.

But even so, Liverpool's striker didn't do anything about it.

Against Italian international Gianluigi Buffon, few players can shoot through his ten fingers.

In addition, the Italian team is basically defensive and counterattack-oriented, and both teams on the field are a little unhurried, but the fans in the stands are more aggressive.

In the 19th minute, the young Ibrahimovic finally couldn't resist the "temptation" and suddenly shot from a distance of 40 meters from the Liverpool goal.

The ball whistled over the heads of all defenders and was about to crash into the goal, when it was blocked by a white-green glove.

"Tang Wu, Tang Wu, Tang Wu, Tang Wu!!"

Anfield immediately rang out with a well-rounded shout.

KOPs are no stranger.

Every time Liverpool plays at home, this part of the neutral stands will be filled with a part of the Chinese fans.

Some of them are from China, and some are Chinese from other European countries.

In their conversations, the KOPs found that some of them even had the same "season passes" as them.

Because of football, I fell in love with Tang Wu; Because of Tang Wu; Fall in love with Liverpool.

This is almost a true portrayal of the Chinese fan base, and many fans even threatened that as long as Tang Wu still played in Liverpool for a day, he would not miss a Liverpool game.

Now it seems that these fans have done it, and they have also attracted friends and family to join in.

"TOM translates to Tom, and the name is not a high-end name in China or the UK, so we need to correct the fans." A local Chinese in Liverpool spoke eloquently in an interview that they had also set up a private group called "For Tang Wu Zhengming", and that hundreds of people had joined the small group, and more were to come.

It is said that it is to "correct the name" of Tang Wu, but it is actually to promote the Chinese language.

After the efforts of these fans, there are now many foreigners in Liverpool who can drag two sentences of incomplete Chinese when talking, but they are still happy to do it.

"Bobby, I like Chinese, but I don't like the fans!" A hippie grumbled as he watched the Chinese fans who stood up and chanted in unison.

"Why?"

"I love the name TOM, it makes me feel dealy! I know this pronunciation isn't correct, but I don't care. You tell me, who cares about the more than 20,000 Liverpool fans in the stadium? ”

"I'm afraid they care." Bobby pointed with his thumb at the Chinese fans who had just sat down one after another, with a hint of helplessness on his face.

"They're not Liverpool fans, they're TOM fans!" The hippies were still sullen.

"The fans of TOM are the fans of Liverpool!"

Every time Tang Wu makes a save, he will attract cheers from the fans, and the players on the field are already familiar with it.

Since it was Tang Wu who touched the ball out of bounds, it should have been awarded to Juventus for a corner.

Tang Wu laboriously tore open the net on his body, and the extreme save just now made him throw everything away, so that he quickly rolled with the net after landing on the ground.

"Whew... Call... Whew..."After tearing open the net on his body, Tang Wu heard his own heavy ingassion in his ears.

"Something is wrong!"

Through years of control of his body, Tang Wu decisively judged that today's body is somewhat different from the past.

Admittedly, Ibrahimovic has a good long-range shot and is very fast; But even if Tang Wu couldn't catch the ball with both hands, he wouldn't be embarrassed.

By the time they got back on the goal line, players from both sides had trotted into the box. Gerrard also deliberately ran from midfield to the goal line and asked earnestly: "Don, how's it going?" ”

"Nothing!" Tang Wu waved his hand, "I'm fine." ”

"Tang, I see that there is something wrong with your complexion." Gerald stared at Tang Wu's face for a few seconds, and then suddenly spoke, "Tang, if there is anything you need to say in time, it's still too late." ”

"Go to the card slot, Steven, I'm fine!" Tang Wu stretched out his hand and pushed Gerrard out of the small penalty area.

Looking at Tang Wutong's red face, Gerald shook his head. After putting aside the distractions in his mind, he squeezed Vieira a few steps out of the penalty area.

Camoranesi's corner was Juve's first and Capello seemed to have forgotten to remind his players not to take an inside corner against Liverpool.

Tang Wu rushed forward with a lunge, grabbed the top of Hyypia and Trezeguet, and reached out to pick the ball off.

Seeing that Tang Wu confiscated the corner kick, the KOPs in the stands shouted loudly again.

After landing, Tang Wu raised his eyes and saw Garcia who had begun to accelerate on the side. After running forward with the ball in his hand for a few steps, he threw the ball in his left hand towards Garcia with all his might.

"Tang Wu throws the ball vigorously!"

"Liverpool fast attack!"

In Zhan Jun's exclamation, Garcia looked back, and suddenly stood still, pointed his back at the rushing Cannavaro, and met the ball with his chest.

Boom!

The ball landed firmly in Garcia's chest before falling to the ground. But by this time, Cannavaro had rushed behind Garcia and stretched out his leg to make a steal.

Opposite Garcia, Nedved, who had returned from the front court, also ran in front of him.

The veteran Czech had unrivalled experience on the pitch and quickly rushed to the ball as Garcia was in full swing away from Cannavaro and slotted between it and Garcia from the side.

The two Juventus players hit the butt and put Garcia in the back.

"Ahh The ball was cut off by Nedved. ”

"Juventus made a successful steal in front of the court and launched a counterattack again."

"Nedved dribbled the ball and passed to Zambrotta, who was plugged in on the wing..."

Watching Zambrotta chase Nedved's through ball to the baseline, Garcia chased two steps before giving up completely, running to the middle to participate in the defense of other opponents.

Tang Wu also retreated to the goal line at this time, staring intently at Zambrotta who rushed to the bottom line with the ball.