Chapter 168: Perfect Interception!

Wenger was extremely excited, and at this time, on the other side of the world, Buenos Aires, the capital of Argentina, there was also a gray-haired old man watching TV, secretly clenching his fists, and the assistant coach next to him, Bobby, said excitedly: "Boss, the growth of this little guy is becoming more and more exaggerated!" ”

"Yes, he's a lot more physical than he was in the Copa del Rey a few months ago, and he's got better off the ball and the big picture, and he's got what it takes to compete in the top flight! But."

Pekerman, who had just succeeded Bielsa as coach of the Argentine national team, nodded excitedly, then frowned again and paced in place.

"Boss, are you worried that Xiao Mo will not be able to coexist with Riquelme?"

Bobby was keenly aware of the problem, and Pekerman sighed: "It's not worrying, it's that we can't coexist!" Riquelme's style of play requires absolute possession, not passing! He likes to dribble for long periods in midfield, he doesn't like to run without the ball very much, and more problems are in character, do you remember when Xiao Mo first entered the training camp and fought with Biaris? He is the kind of person who is typical of the other party when he releases kindness, he will be more friendly, but if the other party Riquelme seems to be honest and introverted, he is actually very rebellious. ”

"Well, that's true."

Bobbi also sighed, a little sigh in his heart, Riquelme left the impression of "classical forward" and "honest man" to the outside world, but as an insider, he obviously knows more, whether it is in Boca Juniors or Barcelona, or now in Villarreal, [honest man] Riquelme has had conflicts with the coaching staff and teammates.

And more crucially, although Riquelme's feet are indeed delicate and elegant, and he is known as "the man who can dance on stamps", he has never proven himself at the top flight and national team level.

Riquelme spent six years at Boca Juniors in the Argentine league and landed at La Liga giants Barcelona in 2002 for 9 million euros, but only stayed at Barcelona for one season, scoring three goals in 30 games, and was swept away by Barcelona the following year and loaned to mid-table side Villarreal.

The reason for all this is that Riquelme can't play any other position except for the front midfield, and his physical fitness is very weak!

Riquelme is a lame No. 10 offensive core kick, passing is top-level, dribbling is top-level, and the overall situation is top-level, but physical fitness and physical fitness are absolute shortcomings, even if they don't participate in defense at all, they still can't ensure full power in the high-intensity and intensive schedule.

Often at the beginning of the season, he can lead the team to press the opponent to play, but when he goes to the back, with a lot of physical exertion, in the second half of the season, he will often be replaced in the second half due to physical exhaustion.

If it's a team puzzle, it doesn't matter, but his personality and style of play that doesn't participate in defense at all must require the whole team to build around him, not only the midfield needs to be equipped with more defensive gates that do not need the ball, but the back line must also be adjusted accordingly!

His own son once laughed at Riquelme's physical fitness like Ultraman's indicator light, which could only be on for five minutes!

Last year, Riquelme went to Villarreal to become the absolute core, and the whole team was built around him, but in the end he only led the team to eighth place in La Liga, and led the team as the core of the national team. There was also only one Copa America quarter-final.

However, thinking about Riquelme's huge fan base in Argentina due to his outstanding performances at Boca Juniors, Bobbi said: "Boss, maybe we don't have to be in such a hurry. World Cup qualifiers don't start until next June, and before that comes the World Youth Championships in the Netherlands, so we have a lot of time to look into. ”

"Well, you're right, I'm a little anxious."

Pekerman held his chin with one hand and nodded, looking up at Chen Mo, who was celebrating wildly with his teammates at the corner kick on the TV, his eyes flashing with anticipation: "One year. Hopefully your performance this year will convince the Argentine fans and give me a reason. Straighten it out! ”

Thinking about it, Pekerman shook his head amusedly.

"The core of the national team under the age of 19 haha, I hope I haven't gone crazy."

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Countless pairs of eyes off the pitch were focused on the battle, and all parties reacted differently, but the players who were celebrating on the pitch didn't know it all.

"Pire! Nice volley! ”

"Haha, thanks to your pick-and-roll!"

"Hahaha, it's all the same, without Xiao Mo and the boss pulling away the defenders, I wouldn't have been able to get the chance at the top of the arc!"

"Keane, that idiot, fell into his own trash talk trap! Hahaha! It's so much fun! ”

Arsenal were very excited to score a goal against Manchester United, and a group of big men hugged at the corner.

Not far away, Ronaldo looked at this scene, looking at Chen Mo's happy smiling face, the bitter experience of being washed by seven to two bloodbaths many years ago came to his heart again, and a strong fighting spirit burst out in his eyes, but compared to the pure fighting spirit a few years ago, this time, under this layer of fighting spirit, there is more resentment and jealousy!.

Amid Keane's protests, the referee ended Arsenal's celebration.

Running towards his own half of the court at a trot, passing in front of Kean, looking at each other, Chen Mo didn't speak, but a smile hooked up at the corner of his mouth and looked away.

"Oh! This nasty imp! ”

With a slightly mocking look, Keane, who was already grumpy, was so angry that his face was red and his neck was thick, and his eyes were staring at Chen Mo, but Chen Mo just gave him the back of his head.

Soon, with the referee's whistle, the game resumed.

Vanney served in the middle circle, and the ball returned to Keane's feet for the first time, and in the next second, Chen Mo had already pounced in front of him, and without saying anything, he went directly to his chest, and the huge force suddenly pressed on Keane's left shoulder.

"What a strong force!"

Previously, the task on the offensive end was more to run and pass the ball, Chen Mo did not have too fierce hand-to-hand combat with him, and at this time, back on the defensive end, Chen Mo began to exert his strength! Feeling the tremendous force coming from his shoulder, Keane almost lost his footing, staggering to pass the ball to Phil Neville in midfield on the left.

But at this moment, out of the corner of his eye, he saw a black shadow rising at high speed, cutting off his passing route with Phil Neville!

Vieira?!

"Oh! Vieira managed to reach such a high position?! Isn't he afraid that Manchester United will directly make a long pass to find him?! Oh! Keane passes back, Ferdinand sends a long diagonal pass to Giggs on the left side, a generous gift! Just conceded a goal less than a minute later, are Manchester United about to complete the equaliser?! ”

The commentator exclaimed, under the gaze of the 70,000 spectators in the audience, Keane immediately turned around to protect the ball, stuck Chen Mo with his back, and at the same time pushed the ball back to Ferdinand, who did not hesitate at all, and the latter faced the rolling ball with a strong diagonal long pass!

Stick to the ground!

The ball rolls straight to the left and the destination is at the feet of Ryan Giggs!

At this time, due to Chen Mo and Vieira's topping, Arsenal's midfield and backfield were exposed to a large gap, and Giggs could cut diagonally inward to the top of the arc when he took the ball, and Manchester United fans were instantly excited, and at this moment, a strong black shadow like a wild boar cut a hole in the entire stadium!

In the moment before the ball was about to roll to the feet of Giggs, Essien, who had been dragging his back guard, arrived and was directly a sprint tackle!

"Stop!"

The turf kept rubbing his buttocks, looking at the ball in front of him, Essien's eyes were round as he was flying low, his right foot was straight, and his left foot was bent under the inside of his right knee!

"Bang-"

There was a slight sound, and the ball was not tackled, but was covered by the cage that Essien made with his legs!

Perfect interception!

(End of chapter)