Chapter 190: Restraining the Horse from the Precipice (I)
There was a moment of panic on the pitch at Portsmouth, especially for Drinkwater, who conceded the ball due to a low-level error, and he seemed to want to mobilize himself through high-intensity runs and aggressive scrambling, but this is not what Drinkwater is good at, his ability lies in passing the ball in a clear vision.
After a head-to-head scuffle with Steven Gerrard, he was picked up by Henderson, who was waiting for an opportunity, in what was a masterful defensive lesson that was both disciplined and teamwork. Henderson played the ball down the right to find Downing, the England international didn't hesitate to pick up the pace, and Suarez was clever enough to get closer to that side. With Drinkwater's slump, there was a very interesting scene on the pitch, N'Golo Kante went to the left and right, went to the right and left, and stayed in the middle and collapsed together, which was very frustrating for Pompey fans.
However, Downing, who received the ball, was a little too eager to prove himself, completely ignoring Suarez's request and began to cut inside the middle, the former England international who scored 0 goals and 0 assists this season is now a mystery at Anfield. He had just taken two steps before Magri, who was pressed out to defend, shoveled the ball off the touchline.
Throw-in! A somewhat dangerous throw-in.
In the 30th minute of the first half, many people on the Portsmouth side entered a vacuum period because they fought too hard, and several players involved in the attack in the front field did not return to defend in place. Suarez lungeed to get the ball near the dugout and threw it quickly, and when he rushed over, Hydward crouched down and held the ball in his arms.
"Luis, you've got to give us a little respite," Ward said with a smile in English.
"Ball, give it to me," Suarez said, pointing to the ball in his arms.
The Uruguayan was completely undisturbed by the words, reaching for it, but Ward hid the ball behind him like a cunning fox, and he caught a glimpse of his teammates retreating, while Bucktooth Su was still chasing the ball like a bulldog, and he threw it onto the pitch.
Suarez felt a little deflated and cursed in a low voice, and the black-haired, stub-covered chin Hydward just laughed and didn't fight back, he stood on the sideline and shrugged, knowing exactly what he was doing.
The quick counterattack failed, and Ward also took advantage of the opportunity to soothe the suffocated Drinkwater, after all, it was the FA Cup semi-final, after all, in front of the 40,000 Portsmouth fans in the stadium.
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Portsmouth is still very inexperienced in the face of such a major game, they want to play fast, want to continue to use speed to impact Liverpool's somewhat weak backline, but the experienced Spanish goalkeeper Reina has to walk from one side of the penalty area to the other every time he kicks off, when he holds the ball, he always adjusts and adjusts, always 4 or 5 seconds longer than needed, and does not do it without a trace, referee Clattenburg did not say anything, and the offensive rhythm of Pompey's army was all disrupted.
'I'm going to keep an eye on Suarez and get Mendy and Meunier to go into the box. Margery stroked his waist, which had begun to ache slightly, and suddenly said to Rudiger. The first half of the first half of Xiao Ma was obviously closed and then played, and the coaching staff was worried about his injury and did not have any arrangement, so he dealt with the ball behind him and the key balls on the defensive line as usual in the league, but this kind of big sword play is not suitable for the occasion of the semi-finals, at the very least, you have to play with blood and passion.
Rudiger was a little skeptical, "This... Why don't I go? ”
Margery smiled, his mouth nu Nu tall Carol, Andy? Carroll is actually a very strong player, although he has only scored a measly 5 goals in the league, but this may be related to the fact that Liverpool, a rock city, is inherently unsuitable for high school strikers, such as Messi, shooting Heskey, this Husky used to be Liverpool's high school striker.
Rudiger is silent, in addition to Carroll, Liverpool's iron guard Skrtel often inserts into the box, and his task is not easy at all.
The game went on, and with Portsmouth taking the initiative to change, fate seemed to be no longer favouring Liverpool for the remaining seven or eight minutes.
Kuyt competed with Mendy on the wing, the cross hit Kante and was pressed back into midfield, Gerrard quickly wanted to continue to hold the ball and force Mendy's side after receiving the ball, Drinkwater came to help defend, Kuyt walked forward, the two made a very delicate small area combination, and the Dutchman, who had already completed an assist, made a kick-off cross. Margery didn't keep an eye on Suarez, who had a huge range of motion, and his position was frighteningly empty.
The ball came from the left, he was already writhing in the air and Enyeama realized the danger, left or right? It's not very easy to twist his body into this shape, so he needs to bet on the angle!
Left! He noticed Suarez make a right-to-right swing to the left, and Enyeama threw himself out.
Suarez, who was in the air, showed two buck teeth and laughed, the opponent had already made a save, but his body had not yet fallen, this was a great talent given by God, and the ability to stay in the air seemed to be able to escape gravity. He changed the right-to-left movement to a left-to-right maneuver and hoisted the ball towards the goal, which flew right past Enyeama's body.
Not good! The Nigerian struggled to raise his arm to save the goal, but it was too much to guess in the wrong direction.
"Bang!" There was no sound of the net being wiped and Enyeyama saw Magri, who headed the ball out the ball the moment it was about to cross the goal line. After being thrown away by Suarez, he did not choose to stop, but ran desperately towards his own goal, this area will definitely save the team, and countless defenders and countless sages have proved this time and time again.
He really saved the team.
Suarez, frustrated by missing a hat-trick in the first half, looked at Marger crawling out of the net with his head covered in disbelief as if his opponent had just changed a minute earlier.
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After that, the first half was scoreless, with Clattenburg blowing the final half after Riyad Mahrez fired high from distance
On the way back to the dressing room, Margery and Suarez walked at the back of the line, and the Uruguayan was not overjoyed by the two goals, and he was still discussing some details and problems on the field with Gerrard as he went, like a seasoned veteran. He is a good player and one of the supreme giants of European football in general, with excellent vision, sharp running, and all-round ability, compared to which Margery is an ordinary person, with the characteristics and shortcomings of Portsmouth football flowing all over his body.
It's close, but it's far away, it's like a 2-0 scoreline.
There was a faint pain in Margery's back, it was very hot in the tunnel, very hot, and Enyeama in front of him was wiping the sweat with a towel as he walked, he also wiped it with a towel, patted his cheek with his hand, and tried to look calm, staring straight ahead, forgetting the impact of the score on him, it was not easy at all.
"Don't leave yourself with any regrets," he told himself silently in his mind, and then pushed open the door to the locker room,