Volume 3 Chapter 75 Let's do something

'Reina, Reina, he saved Frank Lampard's penalty, he saved, he saved Liverpool'......' McManaman exclaimed as he propped up the press stand.

He can't wait to run on the pitch now and hug Reina for a bald kiss and repeat Blank's bald kiss against Butts in France, who knows how important that save was for Liverpool.

"Saint-Rayne, does he remember his predecessor Dudek, and will he also perform miracles?" Peterson said at this time, "Chelsea have already conceded two penalties in a row in the final"

Yes, it was John Terry last year, Frank Lampard this year and Chelsea fell to the penalty spot.

The teams on site and in front of the TV were divided at the very beginning of the game with this unexpected plot.

Blues fans were happy and then sad, Reds fans were sad and then happy, and neutral fans were on a rollercoaster, as if the game had reached its climax from the start.

Hiddink's heart sank suddenly, he didn't score, he can't blame Lampard, the penalty kick has no absolute goal angle, it is all a psychological game with the goalkeeper.

Frank Lampard playing in the middle, which is a good option in this kind of tournament, and he did deceive Reina, but is it only a second of good luck?

Why did it hit Reina in the leg?!

Frank Lampard was still covering his face with his hands, not recovering from the penalty loss, only Reina raised his hands and raising his arms and shouting, no one else, yes, what about the others?

Everyone else is fighting back!

"Counter-attack, Aurelio got the ball first", Zhan Jun shouted, "Lampard can't score, Liverpool's counterattack is coming immediately, oops, this game"

Sammy Lee also seemed to have gone from hell to heaven all at once, and before he could raise his arms and cheer, he watched the scene firmly because Liverpool had a great chance to fight back.

When Chelsea took the penalty just now, most of the players were ready to shoot outside the penalty area, and only Alex and Mikel were dragged behind in the midfield.

At this time, the red and blue players mixed in the half of Liverpool's side, like a goddess scattering flowers, hula scattered, all running towards Chelsea's backfield.

Frank Lampard's penalty was powerful, and the calf that broke into Reina bounced straight into Liverpool's touchline on the left, but Aurelio was quick, otherwise it would have gone out of bounds.

He got the ball close to the touchline and Torres was sprinting frantically forward, but Aurelio didn't pass it directly because Mikel was following him and was too far away to be broken.

With Anelka and Frank Lampard not returning, he rushed straight with the ball, and the defence of Bosingwa and Essien was not yet there.

"Aurelio, he rushed directly with the ball, good chance, now Chelsea's defense is chaotic", Zhang Lu, who was born as a goalkeeper, is very sensitive to defense.

"Liverpool, GoGoGo", Xiao Lei next to him was already dancing excitedly, directly updating the live broadcast posture of the domestic commentary industry.

Aurelio brought seven or eight meters, Bosingwa and Essien's assistant defense will run over, and now in front of the large open field, a total of four or five people, seven or eight guns, Aurelio did not dribble the ball again, directly diagonally forward, striding forward is Gerrard.

"Good ball, Gerrard dribbled the ball across the halfway line, Essien, Essien is so fast, he turned back to chase back, and he was not distanced by Gerrard"

Essien at the peak, is really a top player, the defense is back, covering a large area, and from time to time he can also play a cameo as a striker, if Chelsea's waist does not have it, relying on the 31-year-old Frank Lampard and the 33-year-old Ballack, the defense is definitely not so good.

The situation on the field suddenly changed dramatically, the red arrow rushed forward rapidly, followed by a large number of blue tides, one side wanted to break through the obstacles, and the other side wanted to extinguish the flames.

Every second counts, and the game has only started for more than three minutes!

Gerrard knew that it was not so easy to break through Essien's defense, and it was very easy to get entangled after a long time, delaying the counterattack, so he only took two steps, and then knocked the ball directly to his right side, in the middle, Mackin was not as fast as him, but it should not be too far.

Sure enough, a red No. 18 figure was plugged in in generally, followed not far behind by Terry and Ashley Cole, who ran diagonally and was ready to attack.

Both of them are from the England national team, and they know too well the threat of letting Mack get the ball, but Mark Qin also knows that he will inevitably be fouled tactically if he dribbles the ball now.

He didn't hesitate, he didn't stop the ball, his right foot arch slammed into the ball, and then the ball quickly clung to the turf, from the retreating Mikel and Alex, straight behind Chelsea.

"Mark, through pass, beautiful, Torres in, he's fighting Mikel for speed, Mikel is certainly not his opponent, good chance, catching up is a one-on-one knife", Peterson exclaimed.

Petr Cech made a decisive move away from the ball and the late Torres had already outgrown Mikel by half a body, and if he continued at this pace, Torres would likely have picked up the ball first outside the box and then slipped past Cech.

For Chelsea, the transition between heaven and hell is dizzying.

For Mikel, this is also something he did not expect, to be able to start the Champions League final, and he has been hailed as Chelsea's next possible all-round warrior after Essien.

It's just that he didn't expect that his teammates were still taking penalties, but in an instant, the situation has changed.

At this point, he had no choice but to find a way to stop Torres, so he grabbed Torres' jersey with one hand and pulled it back when he was about to catch the ball.

The pull slowed Torres down and gave Cech more time to rush forward and get the ball off the touchline with a single step.

"Foul, foul", Gerrard and Torres, who were not far away, ran angrily towards the referee, this was a foul that could prevent the goal, and the red card was not too much.

The foul did not escape the eyes of the referee, nor did it escape the eyes of the live broadcast, and the jersey behind Torres was pulled up, which was too obvious.

"Toot, toot", Herbert did not hesitate this time, but he gave a yellow card, a red card in the opening three minutes, and he was also under a lot of pressure, and Mikel's foul was not bad.

"F**K, stupid × referee, this is a red card, a red card", the Reds fans on the opening stage stopped doing it, and regardless of whether they heard it in the stands shouting on the field, they scolded directly.

'Mikela fouled and he stopped a very dangerous counter-attack from Liverpool, which is no doubt and now the Liverpool players are around the referee and they think it's a red card,' said Zhan.

"The problem with this goal is mainly that Alex is also behind, so it is difficult to define whether Mikel is the last defender, so the yellow card is reasonable", Xiao Lei did not fully lean towards Liverpool, but said matter-of-factly.

In the first three minutes, there were many accidents, and the situation was frequent, which made most fans who thought this game was a dull game addicted, and this should be the Champions League final.

It was a free kick from the right side of the arc of the penalty area (from the view of Cech), one step outside the line of the penalty area, Gerrard and Torres communicated with the referee for a long time and did not change the decision, they could only shake their heads helplessly, although they knew that there was little hope of letting the opponent send off a man in three minutes, but they still wanted to try.

At this time, no one cares how the St. Bride Cup is obtained.

Macqin also knew that there was little hope, so he didn't go over, but walked directly to the sideline to catch the ball thrown by the caddy, and walked directly to the penalty spot with his arms.

This distance is the main penalty of the unstoppable, because it is too close, not suitable for Gerrard, but after he arrived in the first team, the free kick goal rate did drop a lot compared to the youth team.

The reason is that Gerrard once told him that the power is not enough, so unless the angle is extremely tricky, the success rate of goalkeepers in the Premier League is very high.

In the past two seasons, he has scored some free-kicks through cooperation or accidents, but he has scored directly over the wall, and to be honest, he has not scored much.

But at this distance today, he feels that there is a play.

"This is a direct free kick on the edge of the big penalty area, it is Ma Qin who is in charge, and his left and right foot free kicks are very powerful", Zhan Jun said expectantly.

"Hehe, Chelsea also dodged just now, Mikel's foul is very valuable, although he got a yellow card, but this ball is for Torres to get, eighty percent can score", Zhang Lu said.

From the very beginning, the game went off the track that everyone expected, and Sammy Lee angrily shouted at the fourth official on the sidelines, "He just stopped us from scoring with a foul, is this not a red card?" ”

Hiddink was slightly nervous, because of this position, Mackqin's free kick was very threatening, he watched Cech nervously command his teammates to line up the wall, and prayed in his heart not to score, otherwise from hopeful lead to behind, even a team like Chelsea could not accept this blow for a while.

The Chelsea man's broken steps and the impatient rush out of the wall showed their nervousness, and Cech never stopped yelling.

Mack Qin covered his mouth and discussed the free throw strategy with Gerrard, he glanced at the height of the human wall, opened his mouth and said: "Do you want me to shake it, you play a long shot"

"No, it's too late, they must have rushed up quickly, you fight directly, I hope it will be bigger", Gerard said with his mouth covered, and Makqin nodded.

"Toot", the referee's whistle sounded frequently, either Chelsea's people were complained by Liverpool in front of the wall, or the players from both sides in the penalty area were pulling each other, and the atmosphere suddenly became tense from this ups and downs.

Mackin retreated six steps, still the frequency and distance he was used to, the referee finally arranged the order in the penalty area, glanced at the ready-to-prepare Mackin and blew the whistle in his mouth.

"Mark is going to make a free throw, let's see how he takes this one," Peterson said expectantly.

This ball, Mackin didn't create any surprises, Gerald just shook him on the side, and then one, two...... In six steps, he stepped on the left side of the ball with his left foot, and rubbed the instep of his right foot quickly under the ball.

The ball "swished" up, and from the moment it flew up, it was a sign that it would draw a perfect arc, and Essien jumped hard to touch the ball, but he was not high enough.

The ball didn't fly over the heads of Frank Lampard and Drogba, who were tall enough next to him, but found him the shortest man in the wall, which is amazing!

The moment he kicked out, Mackin followed the ball firmly, and the moment he kicked it, he felt good, and the ball should hit the target.

Indeed, the ball drew a textbook banana arc and went straight to the near corner, and was about to plunge headlong into the net, but suddenly a palm rejected it.

'Mark, nice ......, ball, Cech, oh my God, he saved Mark from a free-kick into the corner, save, Mark went straight into the corner, Cech moved very fast', Peterson shouted.

McManaman also regretted it, "It seems that both sides have done very detailed research on their opponents, the preparation is too thorough, the quality of Mark's foot is quite high, it can only be said that Cech played too well, he didn't want the opposite Reina to steal the show"

Ma Qin also rubbed his forehead, looking incredulous, this is all pounced? You're stealing the show, you're going to do something......