Chapter 61: Mateus
"Quack!! Very beautiful goal! Huh! Wait, LeΓ³n didn't celebrate the goal... Chen Mo and Ramos are lying outside the penalty area, what is the situation?! β
"The slow-motion replay is here, look here, in order to give an assist, Chen Mo did not choose to slow down when facing Ramos who was rushing forward, but kicked two steps on the ground! Oh! Not only Chen Mo, but Ramos also did not slow down, his forehead hit his chin, and the two collided together! Hiss - both of them knocked over, it looks like it hurts! β
The narrator grinned, seeing the slow motion on the big screen, the audience on the sidelines gasped and stretched their necks to observe the situation on the field.
"It's okay, Xiao Mo!"
Messi was the first to rush to him, his face was anxious, Chen Mo had not completely recovered from the violent impact, he forced himself to sit up, his eyes were full of stars, he gritted his teeth, and rubbed his bleeding forehead with his right hand: "It's just a little painful, it's not a big problem, has the ball gone in?" β
The picture that the audience saw from the screen seemed to be the collision of two fast-moving trains, which was extremely tragic, but whether it was Ramos who took the initiative or he Chen Mo, they all understood that the other party was a player who would never back down, so at the moment of impact, Chen Mo had already tightened the vital parts, and the seemingly crazy impact only made him have a big bag of bleeding on his forehead.
"You guy."
Seeing that Chen Mo was fine, Messi breathed a sigh of relief, and said with a smile: "Of course the ball is in." But that ball just now is too dangerous, just change to a free kick next time you dive. β
"Hahaha, what kind of reasonable guest, it's you, can you dive?"
Chen Mo jumped up and took Messi into his arms, rubbing his black hair, and after a while, the Barcelona players ran crazy to celebrate.
In the spectators on the sidelines, the Atletico coach exclaimed: "Sure enough, like the reports collected by scouts, this little guy likes to design traps for opponents. β
"It's really a troublesome guy, just now I thought he was going to go into the front line as a fulcrum, but I didn't expect it to be just a false shot, I like this guy more and more." Torres pouted helplessly and sighed, and at the same time looked at Chen Mo's eyes more and more eagerly, and the Atletico coach smiled: "Hahaha, no striker will not like him!" But he did a good job, and he just cheated me out of that goal. β
"Oh? The coach was also fooled? β
Torres' expression was teasing, and the Atletico coach gestured his palms and smiled: "Yes, at first I judged the same as you, he entered the front line to be a fulcrum." In fact, strictly speaking, not only you and me, but at least the Sevilla players on the field have also been deceived, so when he retreats to the midfield, Sevilla's defense line will be confused and loose for a moment, the back line does not know whether to push out, and the midfield defense line does not know whether to recycle, and it is at this moment that Garciane cut into the middle to make a wall, and Messi retreated. In this case, it is difficult for Sevilla's two defenses to react immediately, which gives Messi and him the opportunity to face the opponent one-on-one. However, I remember that the scouting report said that his foot skills are not delicate, and his ability to get rid of it is very weak..."
Thomas laughed, "It looks like some Mr. Scout has been negligent." When I played him a few months ago, his ability to get rid of it was not weak, but I didn't expect him to improve so much after a while. Coach, dig him up! β
"You think I don't want to, the people of Barcelona are so easy to dig."
The Atletico coach gave a helpless glance, and at this time, it was not only Torres who paid attention to Chen Mo.
In the other corner of the stadium, the whole Bayern team was sitting on the back of the road, and the coach looked at Schweinsteiger with a serious face next to him: "He has improved a lot, and he is definitely one of the strong contenders in this cup, Bastian, are you confident of beating him?" β
"I won't lose to him again!"
Schweinsteiger's face was expressionless, there was a sharp light in his eyes, the Bayern coach nodded secretly, turned his head and whispered to the windbreaker man beside him: "Mr. Lothar, what do you think of poaching this little guy to Bayern?" Although he is not yet 14 years old, he shows more of a ball quotient, a trait that only increases with experience and age, and as long as there are no major injuries in the future, he can definitely become a first-class player. β
Lothar Mateus nodded: "It's true that the style of the ball is strong, the technique is delicate at this age, and the overall picture is also outstanding, this little guy has the potential to become the world's top midfielder, but... If you could have dug him up, you would have done it a long time ago, wouldn't you? β
"Oh, you're right, but it's not about the money, this little guy has a 30,000 euro release fee in his contract, which is the price of a cabbage for his talent, but he himself is not willing to leave La Masia." The Bayern coach smiled, and turned to a little pleading on his face: "But if you are personally invited by this superstar, he will definitely join us Bayern!" β
"Let me go and ask for a 14-year-old? Or an Argentine? Lucas, what international jokes are you making?! β
Mateus suddenly changed his face, Bayern coach Lucas immediately shrank his head, after such a small episode, Mateus, who was out on vacation and met the Bayern youth team, no longer paid attention to the Bayern coach, he set his eyes on the two Argentine youngsters on the field.
Gradually, fifteen years ago, images of the 1986 World Cup final between Germany and Argentina came back to mind.
"The Hand of God? To hell with it! β
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"Oh, God forbid, it looks like the two little ones are fine, if they both get injured in the first race, it will definitely be a big loss for the Mercedes Champions Cup and the fans! Well, spectators, fans, with the goal of the teenager Messi, the game was played in the 82nd minute of the second half, and the two teams of Barcelona and Sevilla drew again! β
"Yes, the suspense is back in the air, and in the next ten minutes or so, the two teams will decide the winner of the first game of this tournament! Well, Chen Mo and Ramos are back on the field after receiving simple disinfection to stop bleeding on the sidelines! Let's wait and see what kind of wonderful performances they will bring us next! β
As the referee's whistle blows, Sevilla serves in the centre circle.
As before, Sevilla began to fall in the backfield after serving, and it seemed that a draw was completely acceptable for them, but as time passed, Chen Mo was keenly aware that the mentality of Sevilla players seemed to have changed, and in the face of Barcelona with only ten people left but still pressed by the army, their position began to move forward little by little, and the Sevilla strikers who had retracted also began to push up to the Barcelona back line, waiting for the ball to break off and counterattack at any time.
"They don't want to end in a draw?!"
The thought arose, and Chen Mo was overjoyed.
I'm not afraid that you will attack it, but I am afraid that you will defend it!