Chapter Ninety-Seven: Daggers
"Beep~!"
Barcelona throw-in.
No. 20 used a ruthless force to clear the ball from the feet of the little flea, and then, Alba walked quickly to the sideline, took the ball thrown to him by the caddy, turned around, and drank his teammates to move more, pull out the offensive space, and actually wanted to make a quick attack.
"Come up~! Come up~~! β
Alba shouted words in his mouth, urging his teammates to be anxious, Xavi aimed at the opportunity, ran forward first, and shouted: "Hurry~!" β
Suddenly, the ball left between Alba's palms and flew towards Xavi, and how could the 20th, who had just made a contribution, let Xavi go, and the three big steps could not stop him from rushing forward.
Xavi twisted his body to create space for himself to hold the ball, when the ball fell under his ankle, he decisively held the ball back, and immediately moved out of the space to attack, but the 20th chased after him, step by step, Xavi immediately retracted the idea of passing the ball to the frontcourt, and turned the ball to Busquets, who was walking in the center circle.
The rhythm slowed down slightly, and Busquets, who stabilized the ball, was disturbed by the Granada striker from behind when he wanted to pass the ball to the right, and Busquets was very calm, jumped three steps forward, and saw that the left and right sides were barrier-free, so he passed the ball to the right side.
Alves was so quick that the idiots knew that he would steady the ball and then smash into the sensitive area of the Granada team from the side, and Rovman and the wing-back were certainly not idiots, so the two stepped forward quickly to stop the ball at Alves' feet.
"Alves is fast~! Running forward with the full-backs of the Granada team at the same time~! β
The reason why Rovman's name was not included in the words of the on-site commentator was that before Rovman ran behind Alves, Alves had already started quickly, and the simple method crushed Rovman's attack in one fell swoop.
Seeing this, the head coach of the Barcelona team nodded with satisfaction. Obviously, he was very satisfied with Alves's actions, and Coach Corboni, who was fighting with him, was watching the scene of the fullbacks suppressing Alves, and the appearance was nervous, which caused the fans at the scene to let out bursts of exclamations.
"The speed of both of them is very fast, the fullbacks of the Granada team have not relaxed for a moment, and Alves, who wants to take the ball deeper, must think of a way~!"
Alves's predicament at this time was explained in detail by the on-site commentators, although the ball was at his feet, the Granada full-back did not show any gaps, and the full-back was gradually pressing his body against Alves, trying to force the ball out of the sideline in this way. So it was very difficult for Alves to feel that he was struggling step by step.
Forcing a breakthrough might not yield any benefit, so Alves suddenly flashed in his mind, and his body suddenly stopped, trying to redeem the defeat at such a juncture. How do you know that the fullback who is close to him seems to have expected him to make a move, and he didn't fall for half a second. He stopped at the same time as Alves.
The ball is still in the foot. Alves began to twist and dribble into the middle, although this move was not his forte, but he was pestered by the Granada full-back, and Alves could only do the rest of the action. Maybe the middle lane was a good place to go, but after Alves took five big steps, he heard Iniesta shouting: "Shh~!" Over here~! Fast~! β
Alves saw the savior. Without much thought, he moved very quickly to send the ball away, and finally got rid of the tight grip of the wingback, and Iniesta saw the ball running. Leap up quickly and steady the ball before Rovman can get to the goal.
Iniesta is much more dangerous with the ball than Alves, and before Rovman could speak, the No. 20 stepped forward to assist his teammates, threatening to block Iniesta in the control range. Iniesta knew that if he was blocked by these two people, it would be difficult to show off his actions after that......
"Hmph~! Iniesta will definitely have a way to get rid of the other party~! β
Mr. Haas was adamant, and KabinΓ© didn't want to question Iniesta's ability, thinking about what to do if he was caught between two guards.
In a hurry, in addition to protecting the ball, you also have to find the direction to escape, and what is more difficult is how to cleverly avoid it in the face of the sliding tackle of the guards?
"Let's see how others deal with this kind of situation~! You can also steal some effort from it to use~! Mr. Haas said again.
Kirbine nodded his head and turned his gaze back to the field.
At this time, Iniesta has already given a move, first holding the ball to make a 180-degree turn, trying to widen the distance between him and Rovman, the body just pulled out, but gave No. 20 a great opportunity to fall to the ground and sliding, No. 20 secretly applauded, and then stretched out his right foot, looking at the situation, it seemed that Iniesta was determined.
"Hey~!"
Iniesta raised his head, followed the sound and saw [Dagger] Pedro raise his right hand, ready to attack on the left side.
"Come closer~!" Iniesta shouted.
Suddenly, Fisque, the captain of the Granada team, heard Iniesta's words, and wanted to assign the right wing-back to quickly go to Pedro, but the right wing-back was very smart, and before Fisc could give the order, others were already running towards Pedro.
"Good~! That's it~! Coach Corboni, who was standing next to the touchline, said to himself.
In the meantime, Iniesta twisted two meters and dodged the No. 20's sliding tackle in one fell swoop, and if Rovman had to be counted, this son would have gotten rid of two opponents who were holding him tightly between two moves. He straightened himself and saw that Pedro was already activating and that the right wing-back of Granada was running towards Pedro.
A great opportunity that can't be postponed any longer.
Immediately, the ball was hoisted out by Iniesta, with a strange arc, towards Pedro, and the entire defense of the Granada team immediately tensed, captain Fiske led several defenders, towards the backfield to stabilize the position first.
The ball floated in mid-air for three seconds, and in three seconds, Pedro and the right wing-back, who were running on the grass, made the last effort, and when they ran across the grass, they hit dozens of small grass fragments. Three seconds later, the ball landed three metres outside the duo and the right wing-back didn't want to lose the game and was gritting his teeth before Pedro could accelerate again.
"Wonderful~! Let's see who will win possession~~! The on-site commentator yelled again.
Kabine, who was watching the battle, was not idle, he straightened his neck and read: "Quick~!" Fast~! Fast~! Come on~! β
Mr. Haas was left alone in the VIP seat, exchanging cigarettes and beers from time to time.
Inside the field.
Although the right wingback accelerated first, Pedro did not fall into much position, and if he looked closely, he was only half a shoulder ahead of the right wingback, so Pedro regained his confidence, and immediately chose to fight shoulder to shoulder with the opponent, and found a way to break through from the move of pressing the opponent.
Half a second later, the right wing-back will first control the ball, Pedro saw this, thought that he could not catch up with the speed, and immediately decided, stretched his right foot, and when the right wing-back's body was not close to the ball, his right ankle had already hooked the ball, and then twisted his body, turned his back to the right wing-back, trying to protect the ball.
"Oops~! Damn it~! Coach Corboni was furious to see his players defeated.
Then, after confirming the success of protecting the ball, Pedro found a way to break through in seconds, he paused his rhythm, and no matter how the right wing-back stretched out his foot to disturb the ball, he protected the ball very properly, and then saw that the time was getting ripe, and his body suddenly swung, took the ball, and ran deep into the left side.
Like Chile's Marsanchez, Pedro ran out with a presumptuous pace, throwing him five positions away before the right wing-back could react.
"Oh~~!"
Fans of both home and away teams were amazed, and Pedro's frenzy all the way left them in disbelief.
"A wing killer like Pedro, don't give him a chance if you want to, as long as you give him a chance, even if it's a chance, then the last blow he gives is often the most deadly~!"
The evaluation of the on-site commentator is half true in the exaggeration.
And the 'real' at this point is that Pedro released all the way and finally cut into the box under three steps, and within two seconds, he will still have plenty of room to advance, but after two seconds, Fisque, the captain of the Granada team, will be close by step...... (To be continued......)