Chapter 252: The Meaning of Existence (Part II)
On the field, the game has completely entered the white-hot stage, Villarreal is almost out of the nest, not only the attacking players in the midfield are desperately pressing, but even the two fullbacks are basically used as full-backs, often after the assist, they simply stay near the center circle. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
Villarreal don't want to be hated at home, let alone beaten twice by their city rivals in a season, and in the short time left in the end, they have no choice but to attack and attack again.
The home team's overwhelming attack did put a lot of pressure on the visitors, and the scene almost turned into a half-time siege, but Valencia were also ruthless, vowing to maintain a one-goal lead to the end, so their determination to stick to it was also extremely strong.
The two teams had the most violent collision on the field, one attacked like a madman, the other gritted his teeth and defended, the blood of both sides was entangled with ruthlessness, and the state on the field was a fierce collision, falling to the ground, sore feet, whistles, constantly appearing, and the cruelty of the derby became more and more intense.
Although the situation of the game was extremely unfavorable for the home team, and the desire to win the game, or even to tie the score and remain unbeaten, became smaller and smaller as time passed, the fans of the Love Song Stadium still did not give up, the shouts came and went, and the ballads belonging to the city also fluttered in the air, and the voices were full of anticipation and ...... Sadness.
In the 88th minute, just two minutes before the end of regular time, the home fans' hearts sank deeper and deeper into the bottom, and the change came without warning.
In this game, Fan Bizhuang, who has been performing mediocrely, finally shouldered his responsibility for this team in the final period.
After the continuous breakthrough on the side did not achieve too good results, Fan Bizhuang continued to try in this way, to be exact, confused. After once again shaking off Albelda with his exceptional fitness and speed, Van Bizhuang received a pass from Hosico, and Moretti immediately came close to him.
Fan Bizhuang did not entangle with him, and in these few minutes of confrontation, Fan Bizhuang had already discovered that Moretti was the end of the crossbow. For most of the game, Albelda and Moretti's combined containment tactics should have been extremely successful, although the two of them combined to defend a lot of the team's defensive manpower and involved too much defensive energy, but Van Bizhuang did not score, his ability was not fully displayed, this is already a very good deal.
For a player like Fan Bizhuang who is so popular and his feet are hot, it is impossible for Valencia or even any team in La Liga to ignore it, and it must be trying their best to create obstacles for him in the game, otherwise, if he really makes him crazy, then no one can help it. It's like now, if Fan Bizhuang is not contained, then it is probably not Villarreal who is in a hurry and attacking, but Valencia.
But the game has reached this point, Moretti and Albelda have completely failed to keep up with the rhythm of the game physically and mentally, this is no way to do it, the two veterans are naturally not as good as the peak period in terms of energy and physical fitness, plus Fan Bizhuang is like a tireless machine, whether there is a chance or not, whether there is a threat or not, they are all desperate to run, they can hold on to the present, it is not easy.
And now, the two of them can't keep up at all, in the second half of the game, Fan Bizhuang is still active, but the cage of the two people is irrepressibly cracked, especially in the last few minutes, Fan Bizhuang is even more unscrupulous to crush them with speed, even if they have the heart, they don't have the strength.
Just slammed the ball forward, and Fan Bizhuang rushed out like an arrow. Moretti was angry, but he had no choice but to gasp for breath with "whoop~whoo~whoo~" and followed him towards the bottom line.
This simple and crude breakthrough method is extremely effective at this moment, Moretti's speed is not as good as Fan Bizhuang's, and now his physical fitness can't keep up, so he can only be ravaged over and over again.
This is something that makes Moretti extremely depressed, but during this time he has adapted to Fan Bizhuang's breakthrough method, Fan Bizhuang's continuous bottom crosses, so that his thinking has formed inertia, he knows what the opponent is going to do next, which is also what makes him slightly relieved - Fan Bizhuang's pass, for the threat of the penalty area, is really not big enough.
Moretti gritted his teeth and chased back, and sure enough, Van Bizhuang stopped near the baseline, kicked the ground with his right foot, raised his left foot, and made a pass.
"Good chance!"
Moretti stepped forward quickly, reaching out to stop him. Of course, this is just a show, the opponent is well prepared and adjusted a few seconds, and he himself is rushing back and blindly kicking, so he doesn't have much confidence in intercepting this cross. It's just that it's a good thing to be able to interfere with it and let the other side be affected and the quality of the cross drops.
As a result, Fan Bizhuang's left foot was raised high, but it fell gently, and with a light button, the football changed direction and went straight to the penalty area.
"Feint!"
It was the first thought in Moretti's head, and the second thought followed by random, "Oops, this guy is going to cut in!" ā
Moretti is well aware of the threat to the penalty area after cutting inside, but at the moment he is powerless, his center of gravity has been completely lost, and he can no longer form any obstacles to Van Bizhuang.
He began to feel that Fan Bizhuang had been making waves near the bottom line, and all kinds of behaviors he had done were all paving the way for this internal cut, all in order to confuse him and make him careless.
But soon, he discovered another sad fact, Fan Bizhuang was really "pretending", but the object of confusion was not him.
By the time Moretti was chasing back, Navarro was already moving towards the edge of the box to prevent Van Bizhuang from potentially smashing the ball inside. But Fan Bizhuang has always only been a happy direct cross, and he also has inertial thinking, so when he saw Fan Bizhuang raise his feet, he didn't realize that this side assault was not the slightest different from the past.
As a result, Fan Bizhuang's sudden smash changed direction, Navarro couldn't react at all, and when he realized that something was wrong, his body wanted to twist, but he couldn't keep up with Fan Bizhuang's pace, and he was thrown behind him in an instant.
A simple smash changed direction, but it was a trick on two defenders. It was also because of this that in the Valencia penalty area, a hole was completely torn!
"Nice break! Clever smash! Fan! Fan!! Fan!!! He deceived Valencia's entire backline! "Arces almost roared out his voice, and Fan Bizhuang's strike gave him hope of rewriting the score," Navarro interfered behind him, Fan leaned against him, he looked up, he was observing, he ...... What will it do? Will he be able to turn the tide when the team needs him the most? ā
The stadium erupted in cheers, then fell silent as the fans opened their mouths wide and clenched their fists, not daring to speak, just jumping up from their seats and nervously observing the scene in the penalty area.
"Bastard! Swindler! ā
"Damn it! How dare you deceive me! ā
"Yellow boy, you know what, you're a spicy chicken, you want to score goals, don't dream! Let's go back and practice for another 100 years! ā
Navarro chattered angrily behind Fan Bizhuang, trying to provoke him with words, while constantly making small gestures. It's a common trick used by defenders, it's not glamorous, but it's practical.
Fan Bizhuang didn't hear it, just moved quickly with the ball, and at the same time carried Navarro with his body.
After Navarro realized that his "broken mouth attack" did not have much impact on the other party, his eyes showed a fierce light, and his shoulders sank, and he wanted to stealthily use his shoulders to slam. As a result, his collision made him pounce in the air, Fan Bizhuang's figure flashed, took a step forward, avoided it, and Navarro, whose center of gravity was unstable, fell to the ground in embarrassment.
It was at this moment that Fan Bizhuang looked at the near post and raised his left foot.
Navarro fell to the ground, and he didn't hold Van ...... Fan lifted his foot and he was ready to shoot! The angle is not big, but the distance is very close, and this is a good opportunity to get a heavy shot...... Fan, Shoot ...... Oh no, no shots! Van didn't shoot! Give the dummy! He played a trick of striking the whole thing! The eyes are on the goal, but the football is on the other side...... Hosico! Hosiko rushed up! ā
"When did he rush into the restricted area, oh my God, no one noticed, Hosecko's side was completely empty!"
He jumped up and jumped high into the air...... Jose! Jose! Jose...... Hosico! The ball is coming, and Hosico's head is here! Header...... Attack! ā
The football was rubbed up by Fan Bizhuang's left foot, and then under the shocked and panicked gaze of the defender, he flew straight to the penalty spot, and a yellow figure rushed into the penalty area quickly, and then jumped high, like a roc flying towards the wings, with a swooping momentum, his head smashed on the football.
Without any suspense or surprise, the ball changed direction in an instant, and with a very violent momentum, it roared straight to the top right corner of the goal.
Canizares only had time to wave his hand and then turn his head...... Watch the soccer ball go into the net!
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In the eighty-ninth minute of the game, the score became a deuce for the third time, and Villarreal equalized the score with Fan Bizhuang's breakthrough pass and Hosico's strong header!
The Stadium fell into an eerie silence at this moment, as if the fans did not react, some still clenching their fists, others opening their mouths wide in shock, and others remaining in a sculptural pose.
A second later, everyone reacted, and the whole stadium was thrown into a frantic roar and cheer.