football's number one madman

Chapter 220 Don't compete with me for the header!
"Wow!"

In the 12th minute of the game, Li Polo stopped Bell's assault again, Orbán made a direct pass forward, Gomez crossed the center line and then moved in a wide range. Being easily confiscated by Navas.

There was a burst of regretful exclamations throughout the Mestalla Stadium, while the fans of the visiting team felt a little bit of fear after the disaster.

Zhan Jun pushed his glasses:
"Valencia's quick counterattack was really sharp. After the opening, both offensives posed a substantial threat to Real Madrid's defense. Real Madrid players should be careful!"

Zhang Lu returned to the original question:

"Valencia's two attacks were made from the left. Danilo on Real Madrid's side seems to be a little out of shape. I don't know why Zidane asked him to replace Carvajal?"

The camera happened to be given to Zidane on the sidelines. The Frenchman was watching the situation on the court with a solemn face, without any superfluous expressions.

The image flashes from the sidelines, Keylor Navas has thrown the ball, Marcelo runs along the touchline, directly across the midfield, and sends the ball to Benzema.

Using the full-backs as the initiators of the offense is also Real Madrid's usual tactic, but this time it encountered an iron plate.

Because Marcelo ran too fast, the overall front of both sides had no time to advance in place. When Benzema received the pass, he was even several meters away from the penalty area...

Seeing that the position was so safe, Mustafi swept over with one foot, hooking the football and Benzema's right foot away together!
Benzema fell to the ground in pain clutching his feet, Ronaldo raised his arms and shouted at the referee, but Atkinson followed the football indifferently and ran in the opposite direction.

Bell glanced at Benzema, and was about to signal to his teammate that he was injured and needed treatment, but he held back for three seconds, but he couldn't organize a sentence in fluent Spanish. He could only watch the Valencia team without sports. Mentally chose to counterattack quickly!
Fuego made a diagonal pass to Parejo, and Captain Pa swung his right foot to find Feguli who was in an open position. Because Marcelo inserted too far forward, Feguli was completely unmarked at this moment!
Fei Tianwang, who was sprinting wildly, took the ball directly to the top of Real Madrid's penalty area, ready to ignore Paco's color and come to a solo pass!
But he still miscalculated. Casemiro, who retreated in time, knocked him down with the ball on the penalty area line, but the huge inertia made Feguli lie directly on the penalty spot!
Before Casemiro turned around, he saw the referee Atkinson running over panting, and then decisively drew a yellow card, pointing firmly to the penalty area!

"Where did I make a foul?"

Brazil Iron Waist looked innocent.

Kroos, who came later, pointed to Benzema who was 80 meters away and was still lying on the ground with righteous indignation:

"When they kicked people, why didn't you whistle while riding?"

Atkinson took a breath, glanced at the yellow card in his hand, and then at the German midfielder:
"Can you speak English?"

Cross snorted twice, and finally replied to him:
"No! I do not speak English! Never!"
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"Let's take a look at the replay footage. Casemiro did have physical contact with Feguli, but whether it is enough to get a yellow card and a penalty kick may be a question mark..."

Zhan Jun remained neutral and restrained.

But Zhang Lu sat down on the side of the home team:
"If it weren't for Casemiro's move, Feguli would definitely have a chance to shoot, and Pepe, who is closest to him, is at least 2 meters away. So Casemiro's foul this time is indeed necessary... "

Zhan Jun glanced at the playback screen again:
"Then Fuego's steal is not a foul?"

Zhang Lu was probably stopped by his question, so he could only play a sloppy eye:

"Hey, haha, maybe this is part of the home court advantage!"
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It is impossible to change the referee's penalty. No matter how miserable Benzema screams, it is impossible to add another yellow card to Fuego. Looking at the restricted area of ​​our side from afar.

Valencia's first penalty shooter, Parejo, gave the free throw to Paco this time, and the latter didn't waste the rare opportunity. Paco, who stood 12 yards in front, didn't even have a run-up, and he lifted his foot with great force. Boom!
Navas didn't even react, he saw the football fly to his ear!

"Oh!"

Mestalla suddenly boiled!
The name of the scorer echoed throughout the pitch:

"Paco~~"

"Francisco Alcacer García!"

Paco finally learned how to repay his kindness this time. He first hugged Figuri who made the penalty kick, and then kissed Parejo on the forehead angrily, almost making Captain Pa feel ashamed.

Then he trotted all the way to the main stand, and blew kisses to the cheering fans, which drew even more enthusiastic cheers! -
"The Bat Corps took the lead at home. I'm afraid it will be difficult for Real Madrid to play now?"

Zhan Jun cleared his throat and glanced at the guests.

Zhang Lu agreed with his point of view:
"Hehe, that's right, Valencia's defense is one of the best in the entire La Liga. After all, Li Polo can cover half of the defense line by himself. It's just that their two main full-backs can't play, so there is still a point. Hidden danger. But... as long as Li Polo stays at the back and plays normally, there should be no problem, haha."

Zhan Jun also laughed, and then reported a statistic:
"After conceding the goal this time, Navas ended his record of 735 consecutive minutes without conceding a goal, ranking second in the history of the Champions League, and missed the record of 2 minutes without conceding the German goalkeeper Lehmann..."

Navas doesn't care about this insignificant record at all, but like other teammates, he is very worried about the current predicament.

Everyone knows that Valencia's defensive ability this season, whether it is Real Madrid, Barcelona, ​​or Atletico Madrid, has not taken advantage of their iron walls...

Now that Valencia has taken the lead at home, Real Madrid may be tied up again!

Zhang Lu shook his head again:
"Before we were still saying that Danilo was Real Madrid's short board, but in a blink of an eye, Marcelo on the left became the key to conceding the ball..."

Marcelo is also very wronged!

[The full-back advances forward to attack, which is originally the team's inherent tactics.When I go forward, whether it is a midfielder or a defender, they should help me fill the position as soon as possible! 】

[It's Kroos and Ramos' awareness of filling too much hips, what's the matter with me as a winger? ! 】
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Valencia, who led by one goal, did play more relaxedly.

This is their home court, and they are born with a certain advantage. In addition, they defeated Real Madrid 3:1 three months ago, and they are far ahead by more than ten points in the standings. Galaxy battleship, they are still very confident.

Real Madrid had to press all the way up and wanted to equalize the score as soon as possible.

But they ran into a problem.

After receiving the treatment, Benzema seemed to be unable to run, and Valencia's defense was infinitely compressing the space for Ronaldo and Bell. They could not exert their explosive power and speed at all.

As for jumping ability and header advantage...

Sorry, as long as Lee Polo stands in front of the door, this is a no-fly zone for Galacticos!

After the siege continued for nearly 10 minutes, an opportunity appeared in front of the home team again.

In the 26th minute, Kroos suddenly passed the ball after passing Parejo from the side. Benzema grabbed Mustafi to prevent him from jumping, but Ronaldo suddenly went around and rushed to the landing point!
Nuno on the sidelines jumped up and almost hit the ceiling with his forehead!

Fortunately, Li Polo made up for Mustafi with a stride. He plucked the green onion from the dry land, and he just came from behind and hit the football before Ronaldo's header!

"Oh!"

There seemed to be a bomb exploding in front of the home team's goal. Whether it was Ronaldo or Li Polo, they both fell hard under the mid-air collision, and both sides were hurt!

But the goalkeeper Alves did not hesitate at all. He caught the football and threw it with his hands!

Gomez on the left drove straight in from Modric's defense zone, and found Rodrigo in front with a straight kick!
Rodrigo did not continue to dribble, but chose a wide range of transfers!

The right winger Fegulli sprinted quickly and completed a horizontal cross before the football flew out of the baseline!
Paco, who outflanked in the middle, praised his teammates in his heart this time:
[Finally it's not a high-altitude ball riding a horse! 】

He stretched out his right foot before the defender and the goalkeeper closed in, and smashed Fei Tianwang's cross into the goal!

2: 0!

Mestalla is boiling again!
Li Boluo covered his dizzy head, glanced at Ronaldo who was also stomping, and laughed loudly:

"Want to grab the header with me? You're too tender!"

"If you hadn't competed with me for this header, maybe you wouldn't have conceded the ball at all!"

Ronaldo's canthus was completely cracked, bloodshot eyes even burst out!
Having played football for more than ten years, he certainly knows that what Li Polo said is just nonsense!
But... why is he still so angry and unwilling?

[Negative emotions from Ronaldo, +777! 】

(End of this chapter)