The Ball at Your Feet

Zhao Yaning couldn't hear the excited shout of the narrator. What he could hear was the instant applause of the fans. The thrill of the long-lost goal and the excitement of the fans also infected Zhao Yaning. He jumped up excitedly, and at the same time squeezed his fist fiercely, and ran towards the auditorium excitedly, wanting to hear the cheers more clearly.

"Good job... won... well done..."

The various voices in the ear intertwined, so Zhao Yaning couldn't help but smile. Is there something more exciting than these?

Zhao Yaning's gaze swept across Malouda, and Malouda pursed his lips, his face flashing to the side gloomy. Zhao Yaning yelled happily, and once again raised his fists to the fans like a demonstration.

"This is a beautiful goal. The left-footed shot hits the upper left corner of the goal. It is very beautiful! This ball is definitely one of the best goals in this round of Ligue 1, and it is probably the best one. ."

"It seems that Joey has also been suffocated during this period. I thought that guy's celebration would never be mad, but now he will clenched his fists."

In the backcourt of Monaco, Squillach said this to Evra next to him, and their jokes aroused the extreme dissatisfaction of the Guingamp forward next to him.

"That's just that he is better, and it has nothing to do with you." Drogba next to Squelach glanced at Squelach, and couldn't help but speak.

"Because I am good enough, he is my teammate. Excellent players always become teammates with excellent players. You don't understand this. Your teammates can't play any role, right?" Evra At this time, he also came over, "What is the role of that guy on the court? Is it to set off the opponent?"

Drogba gave him a fierce look, then turned around and shouted that the team was attacking.

But no matter how hard he works, he can't make up the gap between the two teams. Just before the arrival of the midfield, Rothen took advantage of a corner kick and drove the ball into the penalty area. Amidst chaos, Squelach, who failed to get a header, added the ball to the goal and let Monaco take 3: A score of 0 entered the dressing room.

"What kind of game is this!"

As soon as he entered the locker room, Drogba roared angrily.

No one in the entire locker room dared to resist him. Although Drogba just transferred from the second-tier team Le Mans last year, he has handled very well both on the court performance and off-court relations. It is precisely because of this that he also has a great deal in the team. Right to speak.

"We lost, that was nothing, but we lost without the ability to resist, that wouldn't work!"

Drogba raised his head and scanned the people around him, "In the second half of the game, you will pass the ball to me. If you pass it to me, even if you complete the task and fail to score, that's my responsibility! Listen, We may have lost the game, but at least, we have to lose today with dignity! We have to stand and leave this lawn!"

As soon as the second half of the game began, Guingamp launched a crazy counterattack.

"This is the Guingamp we are familiar with... Malouda's long pass, Drogba received it outside the penalty area, took the ball and shot from a long distance! The goal was missed."

Squelach looked at Drogba, and he still had lingering fears about that moment. The guy in front of him was like a beast. He slammed Squillach away, grabbed the first point, and blasted the ball towards the goal. Although his shooting level was not very good, Squelach was completely defeated in the previous confrontation.

What a beast, Squelach cursed in his heart. How to deal with this guy, he is not very good at it. In fact, Drogba's escape action is not standard at all. The moment he turned around, he almost pushed Squelach away to complete the shot. It stands to reason that if Squelach fell, he would definitely be able to exchange the referee's whistle. But a defender was hit by a forward? Squelach can't afford to lose that person. The kid in front of him was still playing French second last season like himself. How could he not be able to deal with him?

But soon, another long pass flew over. Squelach and Drogba jumped almost at the same time, but the two collided in the air. Squelach felt like he had hit a wall and was knocked directly to the ground.

The referee's whistle sounded, and Drogba had an elbow motion when he was fighting for the header, and he fouled.

"Stand up?" Drogba bent down. Although his words seemed to be comforting, the joke in the words still made Squelach hear his mockery instantly.

"Any goal?" Squelach stood up and replied coldly.

This sentence made Drogba's face suddenly changed, and he left him with a calm face.

"Joy, keep your eyes on the thing next to you, don't give him a chance to pass the ball. Don't worry about him breaking through, he breaks through and I will guard for you, but don't let him pass the ball."

Panucci also saw the grim situation of the game and spoke to Zhao Yaning beside him, "All you need to do is to pester him, and I will block his short pass. You can't let the big man get the ball anymore. , Otherwise, the guards will all be hit by him."

Zhao Yaning looked at Drogba and felt a little scary, "That guy is too strong, he is stronger than Vieri?"

"It's hard to say, but his skills are far worse...Go on defense."

The game continued, and this time, after Malouda got the ball, Zhao Yaning immediately stared at him in front of him.

Malouda didn't look up, just looked at Zhao Yaning's position, suddenly brought a foot to the sideline, and was about to rush over with the ball. Zhao Yaning hurriedly stepped forward to try to steal the ball, but Malouda retracted his foot slightly, tilted his body slightly, and leaned on his own strength to kick Zhao Yaning away, and rushed past him.

But Zhao Yaning's interception has given Panucci a chance: Malouda has been squeezed close to the sideline, and there is not much room for turning around. Panucci did not consider too much, and simply shoveled past. Malouda drew away in embarrassment and tackled, but the ball also went out of the sideline.

"That's it!" Panucci gestured to Zhao Yaning, saying that he was doing well, and then stepped aside.

But Zhao Yaning knows that there is a problem. There was definitely a problem with Malouda's resistance to him. He had deliberately hit Zhao Yaning with his shoulder. After all, Zhao Yaning is not as strong as these black players, and being hit by this made him frown secretly.

But it would be too shameful to complain about this on the court. Zhao Yaning didn't want to fall at every turn. He chose to fight the opponent.

And the game was in such a stalemate, to the 70th minute.

After Zhao Yaning's long shot was blocked from the baseline, Monaco got a corner kick. The corner kick taken by Rothen bypassed a large arc and found Squelach at the back point, but Squelach had been stared at by the opposing defender and couldn't jump at all. The ball was topped by Gungan's defender. Outside the crowd, it happened to fall at Zhao Yaning's feet.

Zhao Yaning shot a shot without saying anything!

But the explosion of a ball hitting someone almost reminded Zhao Yaning in his ears. Drogba, who was fighting for a corner kick in the penalty area, just recently Zhao Yaning, Zhao Yaning's volley just hit his chest and bounced high!

Being shot by a football at such close range...Zhao Yaning was a little bit cold and froze in place, but within a second, he saw that Drogba did not breathe at all, and the whole person was like a cheetah to the football that popped out. Chased it!

How good is this guy's body? Zhao Yaning also turned abruptly to follow, but Drogba had already controlled the football at this time. He bypassed Evra who had been grabbing, and drove the ball to kill the center line and ran towards the goal!

"Nice counterattack! Didier Drogba, an incredible steal, an incredible counterattack!"

The commentator yelled before halftime for him.

The entire backcourt of Monaco is empty. Zicos near the midfield can be circumvented by Drogba. Near the penalty area, Rodríguez, who stays behind to watch the defense, is alone. This ball, Drogba faced almost half of the pitch!

Both Zhao Yaning and Evra followed Drogba closely and kept narrowing the distance, but the impact after Drogba rushed up was too strong~www.ltnovel.com~ Although Zhao Yaning could catch up with him, But I don't know how to stop him.

foul? If you hold Drogba at this time, you can really stop him. But the number of yellow cards I have accumulated is already a lot. If I take another yellow card, I am afraid I will face a ban in the next game...

There is no room for too much hesitation in the game. Drogba has already rushed to the edge of the penalty area in an instant. Rodriguez has rushed out of the penalty area. He knows that he is the last person. Even if he commits a foul, he has to foul outside the penalty area. . And his defensive strategy is also very simple, he knows that he can't hold Drogba, therefore, just out of the penalty area is a shovel, directly at the feet of Drogba.

The purpose of this tackle is not to intercept the ball, but to fall, covering the most central part of the penalty area with his body, so Drogba had to go around here. If you are facing another striker, you can shoot with one kick in this situation, but Drogba is strong, but the technique is not good enough. At this time, he can only take the ball to the right and try to get out of Cairo. Driggs took another shot. But Roma had already jumped out at this time, he was blocked in front of Drogba with his limbs spread out, and the angle of Drogba's shot was almost completely blocked by him.

But at this time Drogba also suddenly exerted force under his feet, went forward again, and killed directly towards the bottom line! Rome has lost the ability to catch up with Drogba at this time, and can only watch Drogba turn around and shoot near the bottom line!

"Zero-degree angle... Zhao!"

The narrator swallowed the goal that came to his lips. Just in front of the goal, Drogba's half-high shot was about to rush into the unguarded goal, but Zhao Yaning caught up at this moment, barbed the ball and kicked the ball into the sky!

"Perfect save!"