Chapter 117: The Road Is Under Your Feet
The evening breeze is like a song, and the song is filled with the cheers of the Lille fans. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info
The stands at the Stade de Lille have fallen silent again since Reeves' last goal, along with Lille's conservative style of play, but at this moment, in the midst of Reeves' high-speed dribbling, the enthusiasm of the fans has revived again.
Looking at the stadium from the stands, Lyon's half is the boundary, the indomitable Reeves, the Chris who is struggling to intercept, the other players of Lyon who are quick to defend, the fearless attacker, and the slightly flustered defender constitute a blood-boiling counterattack screen.
Go to Xiongguan single-handedly!
Don't think about the ending, just this kind of picture is the best stimulant, enough to make the adrenaline production of Lille fans accelerated, and there was a long-lost cheering sound from the stands.
But there was some surprise that the cheering was louder than ever, not even the cheers after the goal.
The reason is very simple, although it is only a small counterattack, but it is a rare offensive opportunity for Lille during this period of play, Lille fans need to see this kind of dare to move forward picture, flowing in Lille's blood is attacking, not defending, Reeves's counterattack is to let fans see that Lille's blood has not dried up.
Lille fans are demanding, and they can't get cheers and cheers for their stubborn defense, and Lille fans are extremely satisfied, and even a small attack is worth cheering loudly.
So, at this moment, the cheers in the Stadio de Lille resounded in the night sky.
Amid the cheers, Reeves was still moving forward.
Reeves didn't plan to stop and wait for his teammates, because he knew that when it came time to support, the opposing defenders were also in position, and the counterattack became a tough battle. However, the team will not put too many forces into attacking, and it will be difficult to score goals because they need to face many more defenders than their own attackers.
So Reeves chose to continue to move forward with the ball, take advantage of the chaos to counterattack, and score the best, even if he can't score, he must use a shocking enough long-distance run to warn the opponent, so that Lyon does not dare to attack without scruples, so as to relieve pressure on his own defense.
Now the score is leading by Lille, and making Lyon dare not let go is also the way to victory.
And now, the first step to victory is to break through Chris, who is about to meet.
Chris ran diagonally from the middle to the wing, and the two were about to meet near the touchline about five metres past midfield.
Chris glanced back diagonally back during the run, and the two teammates were running back in a straight line, and at the moment they had crossed the parallel line of his position, which meant that he was not the last defender outside of the goalkeeper, and he would not be punished for a tactical foul.
Relieved, Chris decisively opted for a side-slide tackle, the primary target, the ball, the secondary target, and Reeves' left foot.
He was going to injure Reeves while blocking the ball.
As for the consequences, according to the referee's penalty scale in this game, the most is a yellow card, and if you touch the ball first, then there is no yellow card.
But it's still necessary to be more subtle.
Chris kicked hard with his left foot to make him leap forward, and his right foot slid forward along the ground as he swung outward, shoveling out, and the mud and grass flew everywhere he went.
From the current point of view, this is a beautiful posture and standardized tackle action, Chris is experienced, in order to escape the eyes of the referee, hide the killing opportunity well, and wait until the moment of the tackle to raise the right foot up, so as to achieve the effect of hurting people and not getting a card.
In Chris's eyes, Reeves was still running, not aware of his tackle action, there was no intention of slowing down, the confrontation was in the next moment, Chris seemed to have seen Reeves turn on his back and get injured.
Yes, Reeves didn't mean to slow down, but he had already seen Chris's sliding shovel action in high-speed running, not because Reeves had telepathy, but because Reeves knew that the other party hated him and would not use a gentle way to stop himself from moving forward, and watched Chris's movements on the oblique side at any time, so when Chris made a sliding shovel action, Reeves was already aware of it.
If it were a normal day, Reeves would definitely go far away from the ball as the coach said, and then hang his foot on Chris's leg, and get a set-piece in his hand, maybe even give the opponent a topaz card.
But at this moment, Reeves is determined to score, and the minimum goal is to attack the hinterland to create a threat, and he can't stop here no matter what, so he decisively abandoned this simple and safe method of dealing with it and chose a more dangerous one.
Reeves clenched his teeth and teeth, all the muscles in his body tensed rapidly, and all the strength gathered into his legs, which was already the fastest speed, but at this moment, it was actually raised to another gear.
"He's speeding up again!" This is the voice of all the viewers behind the camera, because in the TV screen, Reeves's sudden forced acceleration is obvious, and the moment before the acceleration is like a pause because of the visual gap.
But it was Chris who was the most sensitive to this speed, and he instantly felt that his tackle was going to miss, and it was this extra speed that just happened to dodge his own spikes.
Reeves's forced acceleration is actually quite risky, as long as the speed is a little slower, it is the rhythm of being tackled.
Hmph, how can it be so easy to pass!
Chris sneered, and when the sole of the shoe and Reeves' heel were about to pass by, Chris swept his leg forward suddenly, which was a very obvious card eating move, and kicked people in the back after losing his defensive position, but Chris didn't care, even if he was red carded for it, he couldn't let the enemy escape easily from his eyes.
Boom! There was a soft thud.
How could it be, feeling the toe kick the other party, Chris was stunned, because Reeves did not fall to the ground as he expected, but staggered, stabilized his body and continued to move forward.
Pain, this is all Reeves feels at the moment, just now he was still glad that the speed of the adventure was successful, and he was immediately kicked hard in the heel.
But he still didn't give up and kept going, because the scene he saw cemented his idea to move forward.
In the field of vision, the opposing defender in the middle is running backwards, not yet fully positioned.
Their breakthrough didn't take much time, but the opponent's defenders in the middle slowed down because of Chris's tackle, and they obviously thought the attack was over.
Forcing an acceleration to break through allowed Reeves to get closer to the opposition goal, while also extending the time for Lyon's defenders to be in position.
For those who break through, what they are most afraid of is the defense that is solemn in the frontal landing defense area, and the last thing they are afraid of is the defense that rushes up in a panic.
It was a good opportunity for Reeves to give up the idea of stopping and waiting for the referee's whistle to move on as planned.
The referee's whistle was in his mouth, and his hand was in his breast pocket, waiting for Reeves to stop, ready to do justice for him.
As a result, Reeves staggered and continued to move forward, without stopping, and the referee could only point forward with his arms pointing forward to signal the game to continue.
"Failed tackle! Kick man failed! Chris couldn't stop Reeves' progress!" Dugarry was concerned about the situation.
"His shoes are all off, and I feel like his heel hurts." Jatek focuses on tidbits.
Reeves' left shoe fell off, scraped off after being kicked by Chris.
But Reeves' pace hasn't slowed down.
Although there is no left foot, there are no sneakers.
But the feeling of stepping on the grass is so solid, like the earth is under his grasp.
This made his steps even more determined.