Stands against Louis. Garcia's ridicule was a little louder, and the Murcia fans took turns to cheer on Luis. Garcia finds a sense of superiority.

"Idiot! With such a bad performance, I can be a professional footballer! ”

"Come down, let me come!"

"No matter how good the technology is, the ball quotient is zero, don't think about any future!"

Garcia happened to be on the wing, so he could hear the cries of the fans clearly.

If it was him before, he would definitely be affected by the fans' uproar.

But now his heart is still water.

All the mind is on looking around.

Chalisteas was in the box, with his back to the attack, and this was to make a fulcrum for himself. You can pass the football to him, and then insert it into the penalty area, and he is passing it, which is a one-two-one, and you can return the football to him, but when you move laterally, he passes it again, and you can shoot directly from a distance.

Also where is Mista, Luis. Garcia hadn't seen it yet, but he knew the kid must be in his place. He's always going to be in those positions, and that's something Luis is in training. Garcia has experienced it many times.

Now you just need to look at the opponent's defence, whether it is suitable to break through with the ball or pass the ball......

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"That kid will definitely break through!" The Murcia fans in the stands were commenting loudly, especially those who were far away from Luis. Garcia's fans, even louder, were taunting Luis in this way. Garcia.

"Ball Dealer Poor Waste!"

It's not just the Murcia fans who think so, the Murcia players think so too.

Murcia's defenders had all their attention on defending his breakaway.

They were in Louis. A wall was built in front of Garcia.

In everyone's impression, Louis. Garcia is a guy who loves sticky balls and plays with balls. An individual expressionist who doesn't care about the team's overall tactics.

He is passionate about showing off his skills and showing off his skills at his feet. It's fun to play alone, but as for the team as a whole? So what's the matter with him?

Although his foot skills are indeed excellent, no matter how good he is, he can't win a team alone......

And Louis. Garcia's next move seems to really prove that these people are right in their impression of him.

Because he completely ignored the gap on the wing, he slammed the ball with his left foot to the inside and killed the inside.

Murcia's left-back Matito waited just a moment and he immediately stepped forward and got stuck in Luis. Straight ahead of Garcia's breakthrough.

Louis. Garcia saw him blocking his way and flicked the ball to the right with the outside of his right foot to dodge his defence. But now. He couldn't continue to break through.

Because his body is already sideways in the direction of attack, and between his goals, in addition to Matito, there is also a central defender Ricardo. Alfonso. Carrero.

Two men closed the door, and Louis. Garcia can only pass the ball if he wants to break through.

There seemed to be only one option left in front of him, and that was to hand over the football to Charlie Steas, who was not far in front of him.

However, Charlie Steas was clinged to by another Murcia centre-back, Estpen. This Murcia captain has a good man-marking skills.

As for Mista, he is still a little far away.

Of course, he can also hand the football to Charlesteauas and then cut into the box himself and hit the wall with his teammates.

But that would be more likely to be offside, and the other side is not stupid, so they will just rush in......

In this way, it seems that he has no good way to go.

Either the ball is cut off again, or the ball is honestly passed back......

Just when everyone was thinking so, Louis had just turned the football over with the outside of his right foot. Garcia made a move to continue with the ball laterally. deceived the two Murcia defenders around him to follow.

Matito, in particular, the left-back, followed more closely, for fear that he would not follow closely enough and let the opponent take a break from himself and Ricardo. Alfonso slipped through the cracks.

It was at this time that I saw Louis. Garcia lifted his right leg and slammed it forward. Didn't kick the ball!

Kick it out?

Blunder?!

No!

Immediately followed by Louis. Garcia's right leg reincarnated and kicked the football!

The football went straight behind him!

Heel pass!

The ball rolled past Matito's feet, who was caught off guard, and he couldn't react at all, and could only watch the ball roll past him. His neck twisted along with the football, just in time to see the Getafe left-back plugging in at high speed!

"Nice heel pass! Out of the blue!! ”

has been critical of Louis. Garcia's two games and thirty minutes of commentary Alessandro. Claispo couldn't help but shout.

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Barzaretti stepped in at just the right time, no offside and no late.

He didn't continue to dribble the ball after receiving it, although there was still space, but he knew very well what to do at this time - he swept the ball directly into the penalty area, in front of the goal!

Charlisteas spun around and ran into the box at the moment of Barzaretti's pass.

Espin, who was in charge of guarding him, reached out and pulled it, but instead of holding the heavy tank, he let the other party turn his body half a circle and almost fell to the ground.

Espin, who was marking Charlistias, had lost his center of gravity, while Matito and Ricardo had lost their center of gravity. Alfonso is still clinging to Luis. Garcia. Another defender of Murcia, Giulio. Agar is keeping an eye on Mista.

As a result, in front of the goal, except for goalkeeper Rodri, Murcia has no defender!

What seemed like a tight line of defense is now completely gone!

Charlisteas comfortably pushed the ball into the back of the net from Barzaretti's bocce cross, and the ball flew past goalkeeper Rodri, who came out to block the angle of the shot......

Those Murcia fans were stunned, they didn't expect their defense to collapse in an instant. Gone to exist! And then let the opponent score so easily!

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Chang Sheng, who had been crouching on the ground and watching the whole process of this attack, jumped up from the ground suddenly, despite the fact that he had experienced a relegation battle. I have become much calmer, and it is difficult to suppress my excitement at this time.

Because he saw what he wanted from this goal!

That's the Trident offensive that belongs to Getafe!

It's something he's been working on for the past few weeks!

by Louis. Garcia, the key key, is launched!

Next to Rudy. Just Ceres was also a little surprised when he saw this scene.

He knows what Chang Sheng is doing, but to be honest, he feels that Chang Sheng is a little whimsical, so frequent changes are easy to make his own people dizzy, and it is unsafe to rely too much on the tacit understanding between several players.

But look at this ball...... If it weren't for luck, he would have come close to success!

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"Louis. Garcia! Nice heel pass! Out of the blue! Barzaretti! Barzaretti ...... Straight cross! It's not a high ball, it's a low flat ball...... Hit the mid lane...... Keeping up with...... Angelos. Charlie Steas - !! gooooooooooooooooooooooooooooool！！！ ”

After a series of commentary as fast as a machine gun, Chryspoo yelled loudly.

This is the signature skill of a Spanish narrator. Passion is all in this moment!

But that's not all!

“goooooooooooooool！！ gooooooooooool！！！ goooooooooooool！！！！ Angelos. Charlie Steias! Angelos. Charlie Steias! Charlie Steias - !! Getafe take the lead on the road! Thirty-first minute. The score is 1:0! ”

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Manuel. Garcia hugged Chang Sheng for the first time, and he also knew what Chang Sheng had been working hard for the past few weeks.

Now we are finally seeing results......

"Congratulations, Chang! That's what you want! ”

Chang Sheng shook his head with a smile on his face despite his excitement: "No, Manuel. A ball can only show that we have run shit luck. Now is not the time to rejoice......"

"Then what are you smiling so happily for?" Next to Rudy. Gonzalez couldn't help but complain that he was pretending.

At this time, Charlie Steas led his teammates to the sidelines, like a wave crashing on the embankment, the tall and strong Charlie Steas jumped high, took out his header to hit the goal, and then flew to Chang Sheng's body at once.

Chang Sheng and Manuel. Garcia was unable to hold either of them and was thrown to the ground by him.

Then more players came up and pressed up.

Charlie Steas is still chanting: "This goal is for you, coach!" ”

For those coaches who worked hard with them on the training ground!

There was a mess in front of Getafe's coach's box......

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When the players finally put an end to their frantic celebrations. Chang Sheng didn't care about being in a mess, and he grabbed Louis. Garcia, and then gave him a powerful hug.

"Well done, Luis! Good job! He almost gritted his teeth, and his body trembled a little from exerting too much force.

It shows his excitement.

He was so excited. Because this ball means he's right to Luis. Garcia's transformation was an initial success!

What Rijkaard didn't do, what Benitez didn't do, I think hopefully did!

Louis. Garcia was just as excited, so he didn't care that Chang Sheng hugged him so tightly that he was almost out of breath.

"But I don't like it, it's just a balloon! Louis! ”

Louis. Garcia nodded vigorously and replied loudly, "I know, coach!" Remember every mistake and promise not to do it again! Remember every successful experience too! ”

Chang Shengle is happy.

"That's right, that's it!"

He was in Louis. Garcia slapped the back.

"Go on, keep looking for holes in their backline, and then exploit them, again and again, until their backline completely collapses!"

Louis, who has regained his confidence and bubbly personality because of his outstanding performance. Garcia gave an American-style military salute to Chang Sheng: "Obey!" ”

Then he turned and ran back to the court.

And Chang Sheng looked at his back and smiled.

These days I have stayed up late, my eyes are red, my eyes are dark, my mouth is dry, and my brains are racked...... It's all worth it!