Chapter 149: The thirty-seventh round of the league against Manchester City! The final stage of the white-hot Premier League title race! (Ask for a commuter pass)
On May 14, in the 37th round of the English Premier League, Leicester City's match against Manchester City started at the Etihad.
The game started at 7 o'clock that night, which was considered a late game.
Ittihad was surrounded by lights on all sides, and the shouts in the stadium were thunderous, even if a light rain fell from time to time, it did not stop everyone's enthusiasm in the slightest.
For Manchester City's upstart side, this is their penultimate game of the season.
Like Leicester City, they were pushed from round 34 to round 37, after which they could go straight to rest after the final round of the league.
Pep Guardiola has been depleted of all four this season, failing to reach a cup final and leaving the team with only a top-four finish to fight for.
It's been a miserable season, it's been a disappointing season.
At this time, people thought that Guardiola was substandard, and passing and controlling football would not work in the UK.
Even if they can play in the top four, they lack the competitiveness of the championship.
As a result, Guardiola, who was sitting in front of the team's coach's seat at this time, was very depressed.
He firmly believes that his set is okay, as long as he is given time to build a team and enough transfer funds, he can bring Manchester City into a super club!
But those rumors from the outside world are always eroding his heart!
At this moment, looking at the Leicester City players who are in high spirits and have just returned from the Champions League semi-finals, Guardiola is holding his breath in his heart.
"Didn't you say you can't pass football? Okay, then I'll use Leicester City to prove myself. β
Pep Guardiola's thoughts are clear: "As long as we can beat this Premier League title top contender, the FA Cup final, the Champions League final. β
"I can prove the ceiling of this tactic! All it takes is this one win! β
His back molars were about to crush.
After a few years of good time with Bayern Munich from Barcelona, he has never suffered such grievances.
He has never seen a team like Leicester City that came out of nowhere, from a relegation team to a first-class team in Europe in just two years!
So, about how to beat Leicester City to prove himself, Guardiola has been thinking about it for many days.
In the end, a set of seemingly safe tactics was laid out for the team at both offensive and defensive ends.
Before he knew it, beating Leicester City had become his second-best goal for the season, the first of course being to keep the top four in the Premier League and secure a Champions League spot.
In the 39th minute of the game, after dragging Leicester City into a tug-of-war with a solid defence, Pep Guardiola reaped the results he wanted.
In the positional attack, they tore apart Leicester's defence by constantly passing and pulling.
"Bang!"
De Bruyne's through ball gave Sane an instant spike, and the player, who has a double speed of 99 on multiple rating platforms, narrowly crossed over Achraf's zone and found the opportunity to cross.
After sweeping the ball into the middle, point-grabbing striker Gabriel Jesus arrived and stabbed the ball into the net!
1 to 0!
Manchester City are leading at home!
Damn football, the defense line that didn't let the MSN defense score a goal in two legs actually broke down at this moment.
βYeahοΌοΌβ
While the Manchester City fans in Ittihad cheered, Guardiola also clenched his fists and swung into the air while shouting.
The stress dissipated a lot, and was replaced by a refreshing refreshment.
Pass-and-control football, positional battles, quick transfers, threatening balls!
Why is it not fruitful?
"Scream!"
Pep Guardiola roared at the fans, and in that excitement, it was clear that he was treating the City fans at the Etihad as media.
This is his imaginary enemy, his demonic nightmare.
This goal was the only goal of the first half, and the two sides went into the break with a score of 1-0.
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At the start of the second half, Leicester brought on Klose to strengthen their aerial attack.
They gave up on the idea of tangling with Manchester City and still decided to play the simplest and roughest set.
"Bang!"
In the 63rd minute of the game, when Riyad Mahrez crossed a ball over the top from the left side of the backfield, Manchester City's backline was already empty.
Stones and Otamendi were unable to catch up with the super-fast Chen Yufeng, and Toure, who barely followed Chen Yufeng, became their last support.
Unfortunately, Toure was also thrown off later.
Chen Yufeng single-handedly.
All he had left was Caballero in front of him!
"This is the ultimate in utilitarian football! When Manchester City played the whole game with complex divisional passing and high pressing, the only absolute opportunity to gain was the one Jesus scored! β
Sina Sports commented that Zhan Jun had an instant intracranial orgasm, "But Leicester City tore apart their defense with a simple long pass, creating an opportunity for Chen Yufeng!" β
'It's a game where both sides rarely make mistakes and everyone gets very few chances.
'It's very difficult to create chances on your own in this situation, look at how fine the players are, how aggressive they run and if you look at the number of shots on target you will see that.
"I really didn't expect Leicester City to get the opportunity in such a rough way."
"Pep Guardiola must be helpless!"
There was a smile in Zhan Jun's excited tone, "Look at this kick!" β
In the picture, Chen Yufeng fired a violent volley, which was directly pumped into the right corner of the goal, and Caballero looked at the ball and sighed.
"It's in! One-to-one! Also look at Chen Yufeng! β
"Leicester equalised!"
Zhan Jun looked down at the information and said excitedly: "This is Chen Yufeng's 39th goal in the Premier League!" It's 40+ away from a single season, and it's coming soon! β
"With the goals in the Champions League and FA Cup, his season goals have reached 70+!"
"What horrible data! It's almost comparable to Messi's annual 92 goals that year! β
"However, if this momentum continues, I believe that Chen Yufeng will reach that level sooner or later!"
"Even if he's old!"
In the picture, Chen Yufeng made a celebration of kissing his finger again, and after the celebration was over, he picked up the ball and ran away quickly.
A one-to-one score is certainly not enough, and they cannot afford to lose a single game in the crucial period of the title race.
Soon, the two sides restarted and the game continued.
"Focus! Focus! β
"Protection! Stand one after the other! Got it? Something you should know when you're in the youth team! β
"I know that your speed is not as good as his, why do you dare to put such a big gap out!"
Pep Guardiola angrily counted the two centre-backs on the sidelines, and the flying saliva and the raindrops in the air converged like a Gatling feast ejected from the mouth.
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On the other side, London, Chelsea's Cobham training base.
Italian coach Antonio Conte sat with his group of disciples and watched Leicester City's game.
Most people clasp their hands together and scan the time in the upper right corner of the screen while scanning the game in the middle of the screen.
βCome onβ¦β¦οΌβ
By the 75 minutes had passed, many Chelsea players were already uncontrollably excited, standing up and waving their fists in celebration.
Their faces were filled with nervousness and excitement.
They picked up another crucial victory in yesterday's game with a 4-1 win over Crystal Palace.
Today, when the Leicester City vs Manchester City match began, the crowd didn't pay much attention.
Leicester City, who just beat Barcelona 4-0 at Camp Nou, should be fine to play a Manchester City, right?
It wasn't until after half-time, finding that Leicester City were down 0-1, that they gathered in front of the big screen from all directions.
They all prayed in their hearts that Leicester City would lose or draw with Manchester City.
In this way, as long as they win the remaining opponents, they will be able to win the Premier League title safely.
"Eighty minutes......" After a few more moments, Chelsea goalkeeper Thibaut Courtois said excitedly.
Conte seemed to be unable to sit still, got up from his seat and took a few steps back, then clapped his hands and asked, "Who has that kind of animation live without delay?" β
This kind of replay is played, and there must be a certain delay in the live game.
Conte couldn't wait for the half-minute or so delay, and he wanted to watch the live animation live.
"I have, I have." Conspicuous bag Courtois took out his phone, opened a platform and placed it in Conte's hands.
Conte glanced back and forth, spotting that it was a bookmaker's live streaming platform, and then glanced up at Courtois.
Courtois didn't notice the gaze, he was staring at the TV.
"Eighty-five minutes!" After a long while, Hazard waved his arms excitedly.
"Don't look at me like that, watch the game!"
After noticing someone looking at him in surprise, he pointed to the screen and explained: "I'm good friends with Chen Yufeng, but he already has the Champions League and FA Cup to fight for. β
"This Premier League champion, let's give it to us!"
'I never dreamed of helping Chelsea win the Premier League!'
"Come on! Let's draw! β
Eden Hazard is at odds with Thibaut Courtois, but his feelings for Chelsea are absolutely genuine.
He also believes that if Leicester City can draw the ball, they will win the final Premier League title.
"?!" At this moment, Conte, who was watching the live animation on his mobile phone, suddenly screamed.
He held up the screen of his phone and asked fearfully and excitedly, "Who scored the goal?" I saw an animation of a ball going into the net. β
Everyone quickly turned their heads to look at the live broadcast, and after discovering that it was Leicester City attacking, they had a few ominous premonitions.
Looking back at Conte's phone, they could clearly see that the goal animation was playing above the Leicester City emblem.
This, won't be......
"Fake! There's definitely something wrong with this platform! Courtois snatched his phone back, obviously it was his own usual software, but now he doesn't want to admit that the platform's animation is live.
Everyone held their breath and looked at the big screen.
"Bang!"
Albrighton's cross was sent to the middle, Chen Yufeng headed the ball, and originally wanted to throw the ball towards the goal, but the ball was too fast and didn't jump.
"Boom!" He could only rub back and wait for his teammates behind him to respond.
Mahrez, the Algerian king who wants to be Mr. 100 million, is coming out of the back at the moment.
As if dissatisfied with the German turn, he blasted the ball into the net with a perfect volley.
βTWOοΌοΌ ONEοΌοΌ The shouts of the English-speaking commentators came out of the television, accompanied by sighs from the Chelsea players and coaching staff.
Everyone's bodies were leaning back, as if they had been deflated.
"Mahrez! 19th goal in the Premier League! This is also a marksman! β
"At the same time, we must also praise Chen Yufeng, who has 39 Premier League goals and 12 Premier League assists so far!"
"The number of goals created in a single season has exceeded 50+!!"
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Voices kept coming out, and Courtois, who was in despair, suddenly pointed to the screen and said, "Offside!" Riyad Mahrez is offside! Why didn't the referee watch it? β
"We're going to appeal!"
At this moment, the replay was just released, and the picture clearly showed that at the moment when Chen Yufeng touched the ball, Mahrez was three positions away from the offside line.
The people spoke no more.
"Beep! Beep! Beep ββ! β
Not long after, when the referee blew the whistle for the end of the game, the Chelsea players collapsed on the ground.
Conte also bowed his head in despair.
With both teams winning the season, Leicester must have had a better goal difference than them, which would have decided the title with a tie in the score.
It is difficult for Chelsea to bombard their opponents with 20 goals in the final game.
Even if you play a Chinese Super League team, it's basically impossible to play 20 goals, let alone the Premier League......
"That's right! And Tottenham, and Tottenham Hotspur can save us! Courtois, next to him, spoke again.
He remembered Leicester's table and remembered their next opponent.
'Tottenham are third in the Premier League at the moment and they are very strong! They have the potential to help us cut down Leicester City! There is still hope! β
Courtois, who is so bumpy, is also hated by many people in the team.
So, while everyone at Chelsea remembers this and pins their hopes on Tottenham, no one is paying attention to Courtois.
This makes the latter a bit awkward.
"There are a few key battles, and if you don't have those low-level mistakes, we don't have to ...... Forget it, you can't blame the goalkeeper. Hazard thought so mentally.
(End of chapter)
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