The Ball at Your Feet

On May 25th, the final round of the Ligue 1 league finally arrived.

At this time, Monaco won 37 matches, 22 wins, 11 draws and 4 losses. With 77 points and 27 goal difference, Monaco overwhelmed Lyon with a goal difference advantage and temporarily ranked first, while Lyon was 30. Seven games, twenty-four wins, five draws and eight losses, with a goal difference of 26, temporarily ranked second. The third place Marseille has missed the championship two rounds in advance. This battle is only a matter for Monaco and Lyon.

Monaco went from 14th in the league last season to the championship team this season, which has to be said to be a miracle. Lyon is the Ligue 1 champion most likely to defend since the Marseille team was relegated. Regardless of who loses or wins, both can be called a great victory.

The two teams have the same points and only one goal difference. Whoever gets the last laugh depends on the final battle.

The games of the two teams were played at the same time. Because Guingamp is stronger, the game there has also received more attention, while the Monaco side has received much less attention.

However, the appearance of Prince Albert and Princess Caroline in the stands still allows the media to find a lot of highlights. The issue of the bankruptcy of Monaco is raging. Now that the royal family appears, people are naturally expecting an answer from the royal family.

But these things, for everyone in the dressing room, are all things that are completely unnecessary to care about.

"Remember my words, our opponent is the relegation team, and Lyon's opponent is the European team. We ranked 14th last season, this season we are fighting for the championship, no matter the final round of victory or defeat, we have already won. They have won. It is the defending champion, the team most likely to defend the title in ten years. Their boss has not sold a single person, not for good-looking. The pressure is not on us, and we can't worry about losing. How long have we endured the pressure? One month? Two months? Now, we can return all the pressure to them. Remember, every time we score, they are one step closer to collapse!"

Deschamps' words ignited Monaco's fighting spirit very well. The players also know very well that the essence of this game is a competition to see who scores more goals. All other things can be set aside, and the rhythm can be played as fast as possible. Just try to score goals.

Less than ten minutes after the opening, Monaco found a chance. Jiuli's kick crossed into the penalty area. After getting the ball, Zhao Yaning adjusted two steps, stood next to the left goal post and swayed a bit. When Nongda attracted the opponent's goalkeeper to move, Zhao Yaning shot from the goalkeeper Crossed under the crotch and opened the scoring for the Monaco team.

The Louis II Stadium was instantly enveloped by huge cheers.

"Gooooal!!! Monaco scored in less than ten minutes! Lyon must feel a lot of pressure now. They lost their advantage. Who can blame it?"

After Zhao Yaning scored the goal, he rushed directly to the sidelines. Deschamps knew what he wanted to know, waved his hand and smiled at him, "0:0, there is no improvement over there."

"Okay!" Zhao Yaning clenched his fists, turned his head, and shouted at his teammates.

"Win the game!" Jiuli yelled, and several teammates beat each other with their palms and continued to roll over and plunge into the game.

At the twenty-two minutes, Monaco once again expanded the score. Rothen's cross from the bottom caused chaos in the Troyes penalty area. Among the crowd, Roundup accurately grasped the opportunity and stabbed the ball into the goal.

"Oh, 2:0!!! Monaco scored another goal! Their goal difference reached four!"

After Roundup scored, the first thing was to turn around and ran to the coaching bench. He also cared about another game.

"It's still 0:0, don't worry, the victory is on our side!" Deschamps shouted back at him.

"Leave them alone, we will do our best to score goals!" Jiuli yelled at everyone.

But immediately, he swallowed his own words. When the game progressed to the 31st minute, when Jiuli made a long shot to change the score to 3:0, he couldn't help but ran to the coach's bench.

"How deep is the relationship between the players of Monaco and the coach? Everyone has to go to the sidelines to talk to Deschamps when he scores?" The commentator couldn't help but teased.

"How is it? How is Lyon?" Jiuli asked eagerly.

"1:0." After taking a special look at Jiuli's disappointed look, Deschamps spoke again, "Drogba scored a goal, and Guingamp took the lead."

A huge joy came in an instant, and Jiuli could hardly believe what he heard.

Lyon, falling behind on his home court?

In the past two seasons, Lyon has only lost one game at home, that is, the one lost to Monaco. And now, at the most critical moment of winning, they are actually behind at home?

"God really is on our side." Jiuli shouted at his teammates, "Don't let God down!"

Will it disappoint God? Let alone, the Monaco player did not disappoint the fans anyway. In the 38th minute, Zhao Yaning shot a long shot from the right side, rewriting the score again.

"4:0!!! Are Monaco completely mad? With such a big score slaughter, they scored four goals in the first half. They are really mad!"

The Ligue 1 league has always been the one with the fewest goals in the five major leagues, and there are rarely large-scale massacres. In addition, Monaco and Lyon are both prestigious offensive teams in the league. Therefore, everyone will feel that the Ligue 1 is undivided. However, seeing Monaco's style of play made everyone watching the game not know how to comment.

This is exactly the rhythm to kill Lyon's hopes.

The first half of the game ended very quickly. Monaco, who entered the dressing room with a score of 4:0, looked at Deschamps, hoping to know the situation of the game there.

"Not very good, Lyon equalized." Deschamps shrugged at the players, "They are now only two points away from us and five goal difference, and the game time is still as long as forty-five minutes... Pressure It's huge."

The people in the dressing room laughed.

"Joy, you are not allowed to shoot in the second half. As soon as you shoot, Lyon scores a goal!" Roundup teased, and he didn't forget to say, "Just pass the ball to me, I am already Twenty-four league goals have been scored. It is not a dream for me to get the Golden Boot. I am not as good as Pauletta in terms of technical level, but at least I have to score more goals than him."

Zhao Yaning smiled, nodded, and agreed with him. With the growing hope of winning, his mood is getting better and better. Naturally, he doesn't care about these trivial matters.

After the start of the second half of the game, Monaco played more relaxed, with a lot of pressure relieved. They also began to pass the ball into the penalty area, deliberately feeding Roundup to the golden boot.

And Roundup did not disappoint. Before the 60th minute of the game, Roundup used a beautiful shot after receiving a pass from Jiuli to make the score 5:0.

"5:0! Monaco's massacre continues!"

After scoring the goal, Roundup reflexively ran two steps towards the coach's bench, but immediately stopped.

There is no need to ask so much. Five goals in this game, plus one of his original goal difference and a huge gap of six goals difference, could it be that Lyon played 1:1 in the first half, and it will be a shock in the second half. Reverse and turn the score to 8:1. Can't it?

If there is such a thing, it must be a match-fixing. If Lyon really dares to do that, Monaco will not be too lonely even if he is relegated-with the intensity of the punishment for match-fixing in Ligue 1, Lyon will definitely have to follow along.

Precisely because he did not have the past, he did not know what Petit was talking to Deschamps now.

"Drogba scored another. This season's seventeenth goal." Petty couldn't help but shook his head. "That kind of **** shooting can get so many, what's wrong with Lyon's defense. Such things can happen, how about their defensive strength a while ago?."

"Lyon collapsed." Deschamps paid more attention to another matter. "It's really unexpected. At this time, they still collapsed."

Since the news of bankruptcy came, Monaco has been under high pressure. Deschamps has been frightened every day, fearing that his team will suddenly have a nervous breakdown due to an accident one morning, and then cannot play well. In the final stage of the season, he completely missed the championship.

But he persisted, Monaco also persisted. He has always believed that Regon is under great pressure just like him. Lyon is the defending champion, but did not perform well in this year's strong dialogue. There are conflicts between Regon and the management and players~www.ltnovel.com~ Although he can suppress the locker room by his own means and the full support of the club chairman, their pressure is certainly not lighter than Monaco. At the last juncture of this championship battle, it is no longer a comparison of strength, but a spiritual battle that both sides have been waiting for the other to collapse first.

In the end, a good goal in this half finally crushed Lyon.

"Should you tell the players?" Petty asked.

"Why, the last game of this season, they are willing to play well, let them play well." Deschamps thought for a while, still did not tell the players.

And at this time, Monaco ushered in another opportunity.

Zhao Yaning rushed into the penalty area with the ball. After the angle in front of him was blocked, he turned around, trying to protect the ball and pass back, but was hit by the defender behind him and fell into the penalty area.

The referee blew his whistle and pointed his hand to the penalty spot.

"Are you coming or me?" Nongda looked at Zhao Yaning. Both he and Zhao Yaning have scored twice. Now that they have a penalty kick, it is natural that one of them should take the penalty.

"Come on, you haven't played a hat trick in your life, right?" Nongda patted Zhao Yaning, "Go kick it, and feel it."

"I have scored three in the national team, and I still play against Brazil." Zhao Yaning shook his finger, "Go ahead, the league golden boots are waiting for you."

"It's like I can only use the penalty kick to brush the golden boots." Roundup still refused to move.

"Go ahead, I still owe you a hat trick, forget it?" Zhao Yaning pushed Nongda, "Go ahead."

Roundup laughed twice and walked to the penalty spot.

With a whistle, Roundup made it all at once, turning the score into 6:0.

"This season is really over."