"Boom", with the referee's whistle, a key match in the 31st round of the Premier League began.

Chasing the ball, he ran frantically to the heart of Chelsea and rested for more than a month, his fitness as good as a freshly filled motor.

"Mark Qinna", Zhang Lu looked at the young man running wildly in the camera and said, "Pedestrians don't dare, cow", he also smiled and said an Internet phrase.

"The cow pen is big, Mr. Ma, this is the rhythm of becoming a famous house in Liverpool", on the Internet, it doesn't matter what acquisition is not acquired, the cow pen is on the line.

"I'm just worried about what kind of agreement Mackin and David Moores has, otherwise ......, forget it, let's watch the game, Chelsea are attacking with the ball now," Zhan Jun said.

Carlo Ancelotti is indeed a good cook, of course, if there is a good midfielder, in his previous life he had Andrea Pirlo at AC Milan, Deco at Chelsea, Verratti at Paris, and the Magic Flute at Real Madrid.

It's a pity that when he arrived at Bayern, Brother Long retired, so his failure there was already doomed, these cooks, although they were top-notch, would only cook a table of good dishes.

They had already met last season, when Liverpool were beaten 1-0 at Chelsea after returning from Champions League action, and the referee awarded a penalty.

Liverpool know that Chelsea don't look at the big five and three thick now, but it is not the same as last season's Champions League final, and they have also started to play embroidery.

"The top two scorers in the Premier League have finally faced each other head-to-head," Peterson said excitedly, "Didier Drogba has scored 24 goals now, while Mark has scored 22 goals before the ban in the team, they are completely different styles"

'Hopefully Mark hasn't lost his previous form', McManaman said, 'his goal is now crucial for Liverpool'

The shouts of the audience made every cell of Mackin excited, and he was full of great eagerness to be here after being away from the arena for a month.

Under Carlo Ancelotti's tutelage, Chelsea's backfield is now adept at possession and they are no longer as easy to give up possession as they used to.

Their back four are: Ashley Cole, Alex, Carvalho, Big Ivan, the three veteran superstars in midfield: Frank Lampard, Ballack and Dirk, and the striker is still their trident.

John Terry and Essien both had minor injuries and would not have been able to play, otherwise it would not have been Frank Lampard who shook hands with Macklin, and Deco quickly slotted the ball back to the back line to avoid Macklin's sliding tackle.

It's very violent, Deco thought to himself, as he watched Mackin follow the ball from the back line to the midfield line, and the cheers in the stands grew louder and louder as he ran.

The sound of Anfield's outburst can stimulate the scalp tingling, and this year is his first time at Anfield because he was unable to come because of injury.

The shouts simply didn't stop, and they were completely roaring, and the waves that reverberated back and forth on the pitch seemed to have turned into substance, impacting every blue body.

Mack Qin got up and rushed to the ball again, and his teammates behind him also pressed frantically, this is the rhythm that a core can drive.

Carvalho looked at Deco, who was watched, and handed it back to Cech, who had to kick Drogba with a big kick as Liverpool pressed forward frantically.

'Liverpool started the game with a lot of pressure and didn't give Chelsea a chance to get the ball at the back,' said Peterson, 'It's been a long time since I've seen Liverpool like that, without Mark as the pivot, their front line really doesn't work'

Maika watched Skrtel desperately hold Drogba, jumping up hard, fighting fiercely, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

It's desperate.

Chelsea can take the ball and share the ball, midfielder Deco, frontfield Drogba, these are two fulcrums, if you want to suppress their attack, you must suppress these two points.

"The second drop, Ballack, Gerrard, another fierce collision, the ball was picked up by the retreating Agger, Liverpool finally grabbed the ball"

From the very beginning, the game has entered a real battle, the two teams know the roots, everything does not need to be tested, not to mention in today's time, such an environment.

Mackin quickly retreated to the front of the waistline, ready to take the ball and organize, "Frank, Frank (Lampard)", Ancelotti quickly gestured on the sidelines.

He is still a relatively quiet coach, spending most of his time on the sidelines with his hands behind his back, but he is not so calm about Mack Qin this season.

Can't you delay a comeback or two, if you have to catch me in Anfield, it's not a big deal.

Liverpool's push was quick, and with Mackin and Steven Gerrard on the pitch at the same time, they could sometimes even shoot with three shots.

Gerrard received a short pass from Ager, turned and kicked it, trusting Markin as if he were himself, no matter what the ball, as long as it was under control, he would definitely stop.

"Mark, drop back, take a step ahead of Deco, chest stop, heel volley, beautiful, Kuyt comes on the side to get the ball", Peterson shouted excitedly, "Mark is back, without his Premier League field, without a cream cake, boring"

"Only his football is full of surprises and creative beauty at any time, enjoy his football, lucky fans in front of the TV, you were born in this era, you know what happiness is"

Kuyt stopped and ran straight to Ashley Cole, and he was rushing to the inside line.

Liverpool's two wingers, both Kouyt, are inside-forwards, mainly responsible for interspersing the ribs and making way for the two full-backs, and their attacking group is now around Mackin in the front and Gerrard in the back.

And why they dare to attack today, it is because there is no Essien, the lateral coverage ability of their three midfielders has actually decreased a lot, Lampard and Ballack are 32 and 33, you let him fight against him, and he can't compare with Essien when he runs back and forth.

"Lucas, hand it to Mark again, Mark turned to the other side of the weapon, so fast, Barak just wanted to come up," Peterson said.

'That's why Mark is so important to Liverpool,' says McKa, 'and only he can effortlessly tie together their attacking points up front'

"Weapons, weapons, rushing", Vučinić, who was also stimulated by the atmosphere of the stadium, went straight to the ball and cut in.

He's only scored just over a dozen goals all season, and without Mack he scored just one.

He was a particularly pass-dependent inside striker, and he took two steps and handed it directly to Mackin who ran next to him to pick him up.

Then he quickly cut inside to the ribs, which is his usual routine, not to break through with the ball.

The cry exploded like a tidal wave rolling in on it, and Makqin swiped back, dodging Deco, looking to the far side, and quickly made an instep pass.

It just fell in front of Vucinic, who was inserted into the ribs, "good ball", Peterson shouted, "Mark's unseen pass, it's wonderful, he's in good shape"

"Bang", facing Carvalho's long legs, Vucinic looked at the ball and volleyed directly with his left foot.

Unbeatable, refreshing!

"Vučić, shot ......"

"Hum", the ball flew into the six-yard box at great speed, hit Cech's raised hands, and bounced high off the crossbar.

"Oh ......", "...... uproar", "Liverpool, Liverpool", the stands instantly erupted in exclamations and warm applause.

"Beautiful shot, as soon as Mark came back, it seemed that the confidence of the weapon had returned", exclaimed Maika.

A steady stream of attacks was launched from Mackchen, who was the most active, No. 18.

The running wind carried the jersey lightly, and only on this pitch was there a red fan in the stands.

will know how attached he is to this green field.

This is where he has accompanied him from a teenager to a mature and straight to the top of this green field.

He's going to be a player, a star, a superstar, a king, and he's going to be the king here, the king on the field.

Intertwined with attack and defence, the two sides went back and forth, and their opponents were the top of the table, Chelsea.

Carlo Ancelotti and Spalletti, two Italians, but both play attacking football, Chelsea are not conservative, Liverpool are crazy.

No one could understand what they meant by the jumbled gestures they were waving on the sidelines, only they and their players could understand the tension and anxiety involved.

"Boom, F**K", the scolding is overwhelming, because Barak bumped into Mackchen, no matter how big a superstar you are, as long as it's not red here, it's nothing!

'Frank Lampard's through-ball, Nicolas Anelka, flanks and low crosses ......' Petersson's pace signalled the tempo of the pitch and it was hard to stop once it started.

"Drogba, Agger, Ag, a sliding tackle that saves the life, the ball is out of the line, otherwise Drogba is facing an empty goal"

Ancelotti looked up and regretted, Spalletti broke out in a cold sweat, "Look at people, look at people", Caguera was eager to be the second coach on the sidelines, and he shouted directly after warming up.

"Bang", Skrtel jumped up hard, crossed with Drogba in the air, and pushed the ball out of the penalty area first.

"Counter-attack, Liverpool's counter-attack", Mackin picked up a big foot directly after stopping the ball on his chest and went straight to the left wing.

Now the fastest forward is actually Vucinich, it's so embarrassing that you have to buy a speed striker.

Fortunately, the speed of the weapon was indeed not slow, he ran frantically on the side, and finally caught up with the ball in the sideline, and then lay all the way forward, and Ashley Cole who was dragging behind made up for it.

"Vučinić, Vučinić", the gushing red and the resurgence of blue, made Pietersen have no time to say anything else.

Mackin turned on his maximum speed in the middle, leaning to the left and quickly following up.

Sure enough, the weapon in the corner of the big penalty area didn't have the confidence to pass through the extremely fast Ashley Cole, glanced at the middle lane, and swept it directly.

"Gee, the weapon ball should be thrust a little deeper, and it would be better if Mark inserts it a little deeper," Maika complained.

Every kick on the field meant countless changes, and Deco, who did not insert into the penalty area to grab the point, chased after Macqin hard.

"Mark, with a flick of his left foot, the ball went from behind him to his right, shook off Deco, and Ivan came up to ......," Peterson said expectantly.

The position is on the edge of the penalty area and the chasing Frank Lampard is about to arrive, and it will be a sliding tackle.

It's not that complicated, Mark Qinqin's right foot is firmly rubbed against the ball.

"Mark, ...... long-range shot," Peterson shouted.

Just like Messi's left-footed arc, Mack's double-foot arc is also his main way of shooting.

It's not always so good, but not this time, this time, just right!

A beautiful full moon streaked across the big forbidden area and across Cech's raised left hand, and he almost wanted to touch it.

And then, boom, boom, "Goaaaaaal......", Peterson shouted so much that the fans watching the live broadcast didn't even hear it for a long time.

"Boom, Mark, Mark", all the stands stood up and stomped their feet, the ground shook, "Ah......, Mark, Mark"

He's still there, he's back, the boy, turn his head and run, open his arms, straight into the red waves......

Kill!