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Chapter 510
Chapter 510
The rain keeps falling.
The atmosphere is not harmonious.
In the 79th minute, Long Shute was once again brought down on the grass by Juventus players.
The red and black sword-striped shirt has long been covered with mud, and there is almost no white on the white ball pants.
In the first 79 minutes, he has fallen countless times, but each time he will climb up quickly in the first place, and then invest in the next attack.
But this time, the fans did not see that familiar scene.
They only saw Long Shute lying on his back on the muddy turf, panting heavily.
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"He's finally tired!"
The narrator in Turin squealed with delight.
Juventus fans cheered triumphantly.
Conte, who had been maintaining a high level of tension, finally relaxed his nerves a little.
He finally waited for this moment!
The red and black No. [-] whose physical fitness seems to be bottomless... finally showed his fatigue in front of Juventus' extremely strict defensive system! -
"In 80 minutes, Long Shute completed a running distance of more than 5000 meters, much more than everyone on the field. In order to contain him, as many as four players in the Juventus team paid the price of yellow cards. , Oh no, plus Marchisio who fouled this time, five people have already been yellowed in the process of defending Longshute..."
Zhan Tianjun was still analyzing the data, but he changed the topic:
"But football is a sport in which the result is more important than the process. The principle of winners and losers will always appear so real and cruel here. If the score of 1-3 is maintained until the end, then no one will remember Long Shute and his teammates. Their efforts, everyone will only remember that in the face of a real strong enemy, AC Milan is nothing more than that! They still cannot shake Juventus' dominance in Serie A!"
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For ordinary players, [-] in a single game is indeed the limit.
But for Long Shute, he still has at least 4000 meters of physical strength.
It's just that Marchisio's waving defense with hands and feet just hit his chest, which made him lose his temper in an instant...
"This ball... how to kick it?"
Emmanuel Sen stretched out his hand to pull him up from the ground, and then asked in frustration.
Of course there will be a free kick after the foul, but the position of this free kick is at least 30 meters away from the goal!
Long Shute didn't even enter the hinterland of Juventus, and was blocked by the opponent!
"Urbi, you go to the penalty area to pick up the leak, and I will kick this ball."
Long Shute let out a long breath, pushed Emmanuel Sen away, then turned the football around and placed it on the penalty spot.
Buffon suddenly felt like a formidable enemy, and even Conte, who had relaxed a little, couldn't help but yelled again:
"Line up the wall! At least three, four, five people!"
Long Shute's free kicks are not well-known. The direct free kicks he scored can be counted on the palm of one hand, but Juventus still deal with him with the greatest vigilance.
Four big men with big arms and round waists lined up an airtight human wall outside the penalty area, and other players restrained Milan's offensive players one-on-one to prevent them from launching a second offensive by surprise.
"Oh!"
With a muffled sound, Long Shute lifted himself off the ground, and a bolt of lightning flashed across the air on the instep of his right foot!
Long Shute did not choose to pass the ball!
He shot directly from 30 meters away!
The players and fans of Juventus gasped, but AC Milan pinned almost all their hopes on this shot.
Buffon kicked his feet hard and was about to jump up, but stopped involuntarily.
The football flew straight out!
The distance from the beam...even more than five meters!
"This shot flew up to the second-floor stands!"
The narrator in Turin burst out laughing.
But the rigorous German narrator came to another conclusion:
"Failing to suppress this shot shows that Long Shute has no way to control his muscles accurately, and he is indeed tired."
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For the sake of the game, it must be a lie to say that I am not tired.
Even in a slow-paced Chinese Super League game, in the last few minutes, the players stick out their tongues to loosen their sweat and drink saliva to moisten their throats.
On Juventus' side, even Pogba, who played for only 25 minutes, was covered with crystal sweat, not to mention Marchisio and Vidal, who had persisted for 80 minutes, even if they took turns to switch defenses, The two of them also ran a distance of more than 3000 meters - this data is 2000 meters more than the usual running distance of the whole game. In addition, Long Shu is good at sudden starts, they have to With frequent sprints, one can imagine the physical energy consumed...
But now, many facts have proved that Long Shute is finally tired, and he is quite tired. Otherwise, how could he kick the football away with such a long-range shooting opportunity? !
When a player is physically weak, the biggest performance is not the lack of limbs, but a strange illusion, and he will lose accurate grasp of the strength and distance of kicking the ball, so a simple long pass may be directly passed. Kick the bottom line.
Everyone knows that Long Shute's physical ability is the best in football, but even if he is a tin man, he also has moments of slow reaction! -
Allegri's mind has been blank since Mex's red card. He doesn't even know why he followed Longshut's instructions and replaced striker Niang with defender Zacardo, and then used De Jong and Polly Counterpoint replaced Nocerino and Montolivo.
Of course Long Shute had his intentions. Zacardo played to make up for the lack of numbers in the back line. As for the replacement of the other two midfielders, it was only because they were about to cramp, and the head coach sat on the bench without any response. In a daze, Long Shute had to remind Ah Jiong to change quickly...
"Urbi, you stay in their half."
Emmanuel Sen, who was habitually preparing to retreat, was stopped by Long Shute:
"Wait for my pass."
The Dutch fullback couldn't help feeling excited.
He wants to pass the ball to me?
Is the boss going to help me become Mr. Key today? !
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Since Long Shute kicked the ball away, it was Juventus' goal kick this time.
Buffon took a football from the ball boy, but another ball boy "coincidentally" threw a football, and two footballs appeared on the court.
The Juventus players immediately reacted to the referee, and Rocky had to blow the whistle to signal the players to clear the extra football.
Bonucci kicked the ball out, but he is not a striker after all, the shot was low and flat, the ball hit the billboard on the sidelines and bounced into the pitch...
By the time Abarth threw the ball off the sidelines with his hand, at least 30 seconds of game time had been wasted...
Worse than wasting time was Juventus' next tactic: they kicked each other more than 30 times in the backcourt, but never passed the midfield line once!
If it was at the Bernabeu, this kind of unaggressive style of play would definitely attract boos from the home fans, but here is the Juventus Arena, when Pogba played with a smart Marseille gyration After Polly, the Juventus fans in the stands gave their team the warmest cheers.
They like to watch opponent players follow behind Juventus players like wild dogs, but they can't even touch the shadow of football! -
After falling nearly 50 feet in their own backcourt, Juventus finally passed the football into Milan's backcourt.
They also have to do this, because most of the Milan team is counterattacking them. If they stay on their side, once a mistake occurs in a certain position, it is equivalent to immediately giving the opponent a chance to counterattack quickly.
Therefore, compared to the backcourt, passing and controlling in the frontcourt is a higher level.
It's just that Juventus is not Barcelona after all, and their defense has never been too high. This has led to a shortage of players participating in the advancement. In the midfield, the opponent formed a situation of playing more and less, and quickly lost the ball.
After conceding the ball, Juventus began to retreat with a "hula" in the frontcourt, and only Carlos Tevez was dragged for a walk at the end.
Talking about walking may be a bit flattering to Tevez, because his speed probably can't reach one meter per second...
This is not to criticize him, because the striker is very active in normal games, he has done his best to disrupt Milan's defense, and Mex's first yellow card is credited to him...
So he needs to take a breath now, not to mention that such a defense is not suitable for the Argentine striker.
Tevez was walking unsteadily towards the center circle when he suddenly felt his right foot go limp and his whole body couldn't help but stagger!
Then...he felt a storm sweeping past him!
8!
LONG!
Tevez couldn't help swallowing.
It is not that he has not seen this red storm sweeping across Europe.
As early as when he was playing for Manchester City, his team was completely destroyed by his opponents at the Etihad, and he, who was supposed to come on the bench, even refused the order of the head coach...
Now, that feeling returned to his mind in an instant, and he felt a chill suddenly rippling from his body! -
When Long Shute shocked Europe for the first time, the media once used "red lightning" to describe his speed.
This time, they still couldn't find a more suitable adjective.
Because that is a bolt of lightning!
It's just that today's lightning has added a touch of black to the red, but no one can stop it!
The commentator in Turin suddenly became anxious:
"The dragon is accelerating! The ball is not at his feet! What is he... going to do?"
His speaking speed is not very fast. It took a total of four seconds to finish these three sentences.
And Long Shute, who had reached the peak speed, also completed the 40-meter sprint!
The red and black lightning, in less than five seconds, advanced from the 30-meter area of AC Milan... to the 30-meter area of Juventus!
What Marchisio, Vidal, Pogba... In the blink of an eye, he was left behind!
When Long Shute sprints without the ball, only Bolt can stop him!
At this moment, all Juventus' eyes were on Lightning No. [-] who pierced straight through the field, so that they didn't even notice the change on the other side!
De Jong, who stole the ball before, made a direct pass to Emmanuel Nursen, and the Dutch full-back sent a kick straight forward without saying a word!
He is the only old teammate in this team who has experienced the Ajax career with Long Shute. This tacit understanding...is still there! -
The black and white ball obliquely caught up with the red and black lightning, and Juventus' defense suddenly jumped.
Conte jumped up from his seat. At this moment, he had a vague premonition.
He watched the lightning suddenly turn a corner during the flight, knocking his defender Chiellini to the ground, and then continued to enter the penalty area without jerky, blasting towards the helpless goalkeeper Buffon A thunderbolt!
He watched Buffon fall on the goal line, while the snow-white net was blown up by the thunderbolt!
3-2? !
Conte couldn't believe his eyes!
This unreasonable attack...how did he get in? !
Can this TMD be called a tactic? !
(End of this chapter)