Chapter 161
Chapter 161
"Hey!"
"Keane shot directly in front of the goal!"
"The ball went in!!"
"The ball went in!!"
"Powerful force makes miracles happen!"
"Five minutes into the game, Tottenham Hotspur took the lead with a world-class goal from their vice-captain Keane, who blasted open Manchester City's goal!"
"1:0!"
"Hey!"
"This is really a beautiful shot. Keane shot as soon as he got the ball, not giving Manchester City's defense any chance to react. Goalkeeper James was half a beat late in his save!"
Nearly 40,000 White Lily fans at White Hart Lane burst into cheers and shouts, and the momentum was overwhelming!
In the corner area, Robbie Keane made his classic celebration pose, pressed on the grass, turned over and followed up, and then made a move of shooting with a gun raised to the sky!
biubiubiu!
Tottenham Hotspur players rushed forward to celebrate as Robbie Keane's "soldiers"!
"Goooooood!!!"
Martin Jol was even more passionate than his own players on the field. He clenched his fists, put his arms against his waist, and bent his legs to make a firing motion!
Barton, who failed to successfully stop Robbie Keane, scratched his head and watched the goal replay on the big screen.
Damn.
This guy is really a tiger. He shot directly and let him score!
What is a world wave?
A world wave does not refer to a certain type of shot, but refers to a sudden, unpredictable, and unreasonable explosive shot.
This ball.
Robbie Keane didn't care about any tactics, the position of his teammates, the defense in front of the goal, the position of the goalkeeper...
He just got hot-headed and put all his strength into it.
This kind of shot is the most difficult for players to defend.
You can attribute this goal to luck, but luck always stands on the side of the strong. In the final analysis, it was the experience and skills accumulated by Robbie Keane over the years that made this goal possible!
Stuart's expression was ugly.
The main reason was not that he lost the ball. As a defender during his playing days, he knew that this kind of ball was indeed unstoppable.
What was ugly to him was that the team's offensive round today was very slow and constipated.
What was ugly was that the experimental 4-3-3 he set up today did not seem to have achieved the desired effect.
Let's take a look!
Stuart comforted himself.
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The game continued, and it was still Manchester City who kicked off the attack.
Soon, Manchester City's offensive problems were exposed more obviously. Musampa, who played on the left side before, became even less able to play in the middle.
Especially under the tight defense of the four midfielders of Tottenham players!
It was difficult to pass the ball, so he could only pass the ball frequently to Barton or Reina in the defensive midfielder position.
Tottenham Hotspur.
With a one-goal lead at the start, they took the initiative to slow down the tempo. After getting the ball, they were not in a hurry to advance to the front court, but instead slowly penetrated through the middle with short passes.
The situation began to become dull.
Cole and Vassell on the wing, under the command of Stewart, pulled back to the position of wing forward.
Manchester City's offense has improved a little.
At least, they can hold the ball in the midfield and make some effective advances.
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The 39th minute of the game.
Reina sent a diagonal pass from the wing and found Vassell. Vassell finally lived up to his expectations this time.
He completed the dribbling overtake on the wing, passed Jermaine Jenas, and sank to the bottom line.
Vassell made a reverse triangle pass and sent the ball to the middle!
This ball!
Michael Dawson on the Tottenham Hotspur defense line saw through the passing route in advance and jumped up to block the pass with his back!
The ball rolled down, and Tottenham goalkeeper Paul Robinson took the initiative to attack!
He ran out with a big kick!
The ball flew out of Tottenham's penalty area and was cleared successfully!
"Ouch!"
"The quality of this cross is not good!"
"This should be the fifth or sixth time that Manchester City's cross was blocked in this game!"
"Vassell is really fast!"
"We need to practice passing more!"
In the ESPN live broadcast room, Zhan Jun said anxiously, he was really anxious for Manchester City.
Without Knight, Manchester City became like they couldn't attack against a strong team like Tottenham with good defensive coordination!
Su Fei in the middle was strictly guarded.
No player on the wing could stand up.
I don't know if that central midfielder Musampa is Stuart's illegitimate son... He is basically in the midfield and has no effect!
Can he still stay on the field?
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Of course Stuart didn't want to keep Musampa on the field, but the team really had no one to use him!
The strength of each of our players,I know it all.
Although Musampa is useless on the offensive end, he can at least play a role in interception in the midfield. If the other players come up...
I guess the midfield will be leaking like a sieve!
At this moment, how much Stuart hopes that there will be a truly reliable offensive midfielder in the team!
Tottenham's butterfly midfield has basically locked up the control of their own midfield.
How can we score goals if we can't get through the midfield?
It was not easy to get through the midfield, but there was no stable launcher on the wing to deliver shells to Su Fei...
Thinking of this, Stuart couldn't help but look back at Knight, who was sitting in his seat with an ice pack tied to his feet.
"Knight!"
"Boss? What's wrong..."
Knight looked confused. He didn't provoke the old man for no reason, so he naturally looked like he was looking for trouble.
"I warn you, if you do any fancy or dangerous moves in future training matches, you will be sent to the reserve team!"
"Ah?"
Knight's mouth was so big that an egg could be stuffed in it. He felt so wronged. What was going on? Why did he make trouble for no reason...
Could it be.
The old man missed my heroic sideline breakthroughs and exquisite crosses on the court?
"Boss..."
"Hmm?"
"Do you have the thought that you wish my foot would get better soon so that you can play?"
Stuart, whose thoughts were exposed, did not blush or feel nervous, but glared at Knight fiercely.
Knight was even more hurt.
Damn.
Can't you be so arrogant and admit my importance directly and generously?
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"Beep!"
Manchester City failed to score a goal until the referee blew the whistle to end the first half.
This was a big blow to the Manchester City players who had won three consecutive games after the draw with Chelsea.
It had been a long time since they had experienced such a game controlled by the opponent.
The players followed Stewart back to the player tunnel with their heads down.
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At this time, under the same sky.
At the Maksimir Stadium in Croatia, the game between Dinamo and Inker had just ended.
4:1.
Dinamo won a big victory!
Luka Modric was standing on the side of the court, enjoying the cheers of the home fans.
In this game, he successfully performed an assist hat trick, making 3 assists alone, and was the absolute hero of Dinamo's victory in this game.
However.
Modric, who was celebrating passionately, caught a glimpse of the figure of his agent Zdravko Mamic in the player tunnel.
Mamic was smiling and waving.
A bad premonition rose from Modric's heart, he wiped his nose, and dragged his feet towards the player tunnel.
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