Full-level pass: Lukaku also feeds Harland

Chapter 59 Stamford Bridge Dilemma Appears!

October 2011, 9!
The fourth round of the Premier League officially started.

7:[-] p.m. local time in London.

The bus carrying the Everton team finally drove into Stamford Bridge slowly.

Lao Kong got off the car and went directly to the pre-match press conference.

However, what surprised Lao Kong was that when he arrived at the scene, he found that Ancelotti hadn't appeared yet.

After waiting for a while, Ancelotti walked into the press conference hall slowly.

That pace, as always, is elegant!
It's just that Ancelotti is elegant, but Lao Kong is quite angry.

This is Chelsea's home court. As usual, the head coach of the home team will appear at the press conference a few minutes in advance.

Ancelotti did not respect himself at all.

fuck!

Old Kong cursed angrily in his heart, and then began to wait for the start of the press conference with his usual expression.

first question!
From the London Athletic.

It was Carlo Ancelotti who took the question.

A question that doesn't have much nutrition, the reporter actually asked Ancelotti what he thinks of the game.

cut!
How can the old-fashioned Ancelotti answer this kind of question.

Anything is possible in any football game, Chelsea will do everything they can to win or something.

However, it is obviously a normal problem on Ancelotti's side.

Turn around and come to Lao Kong.

The reporter of the London Sports News immediately changed his face.

"Mr. Conte, your striker Lukaku publicly said in an interview with reporters that Ancelotti is blind. How do you comment on this matter?"

How to evaluate?

How the fuck is that rated?

One's own players publicly insulted the opponent's head coach. How should he answer such a thing?

Is it possible to let myself also scold Ancelotti for being an arrogant blind man?

Not to mention, it seems really cool to scold like this!

"Well, this is a personal matter of the player, I don't want to comment!"

Old Kong vaguely refused to answer.

However, the next ten minutes of the press conference also seemed to turn into a Kaku special show.

What Lukaku's hat-trick wasn't a joke?
Can Lukaku pose a threat to Terry?

When he returned to the locker room, Lao Kong had almost gone berserk.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he entered the door, Kaku, the idiot, was still standing there holding his black head and dancing in the middle of the crowd.

Conte held back.

After all, there is nothing under his staff who can replace this idiot.

Let Pierce pull behind the tactical board.

Lao Kong patiently explained the tactical arrangement to everyone.

Not far from the home team locker room.

The elegant Ancelotti is doing the same thing at the moment.

"All of Everton's offenses were initiated by No. 23 Qin!"

"I've said this countless times these days!"

"Michael, you and Mikel must guard against him!"

"I don't want to see that kid still pass the ball like he played against Arsenal!"

Ancelotti reiterated what he has said countless times over this time.

Sitting opposite Ancelotti, Essien and Mikel nodded seriously.

Although the old guy Ancelotti looks very gentle on weekdays, it would be terrible if he started to go crazy.

The saliva almost caught up with the old hair dryer next door.

Wait for An Pang to finish emphasizing the tactics.

Only then did Lampard and Mikel turn their heads and complain.

"The old man's condition is not right today!"

"Shh, being called blind by Lukaku, the old man's situation is strange!"

"Haha, John, if you didn't keep an eye on Lukaku and got scored by that kid in this game, the boss probably won't let you go for a month!"

Speaking of Lukaku, Lampard naturally turned his head and hugged Terry, who was ordered by An Shuai to mark Lukaku.

"That guy's going to play wide, he can score goals, I peeled and ate the football!"

"Haha, that's what you said!"

"However, that No. 23's pass is really good! Moreover, he doesn't seem to need to look up to observe the pass. I really don't know how that guy confirms the position of his teammates!"

While talking, the generals of Chelsea brought the topic to Qin Feng again.

The most direct manifestation of this is when players from the two teams appear behind the player tunnel together.

A group of old guys in Chelsea all set their sights on Qin Feng.

This pause made Qin Feng get goose bumps all over his body.

Especially Mikel.

As Chelsea's starting midfielder, he is directly facing Qin Feng.

Mikel, who was dark and dark, stood beside Qin Feng. It has been almost 3 minutes since the beginning, but he didn't look away.

Kaku, who was standing beside Qin Feng, was unhappy.

You said that although in theory, Mikel is his real teammate.

But in this situation, Kaku knows who is his father in the end.

"Hey, stop looking!"

Turning around and standing in front of Qin Feng, Kaku said directly to Mikel.

However, unexpectedly, Kaku's sound was like a fuse, suddenly igniting the players of the two teams who were already faintly smelling like gunpowder.

"FUCK, what are you talking about?"

Mikel has no feelings for Lukaku, a young player who was thrown to the reserve team by Ancelotti after only a few games after transferring to Chelsea.

Seeing that this guy dared to attack him with big black eyes, he naturally turned back.

"fuck you! You say it again?"

Someone said fuck in front of Qin Feng!
How can Kaku lose face.

So ever!
The two black heads almost collided.

Ok!

The referee was not far away, and as soon as they turned their heads, the two of them retreated to their positions.

Argument is quarrel, the two of them are not stupid.

If he was given a red card before the game started, his head coach would definitely eat him raw.

"LeTV Sports!"

"LeTV Sports!"

"Here is the fourth round of the 2011-2012 English Premier League that is being broadcast live for you!"

"Chelsea vs Everton at home!"

"The players of the two teams have already stood in their respective halfs!"

"The referee is looking at his watch too!!"

"Beep!!!"

"Accompanied by the referee's whistle!"

"The game has officially begun!"

"The first is the starting list of both sides!"

"Chelsea starting goalkeeper in traditional blue home shirt attacking from left to right: Petr Cech!"

“Left back: Ashley Cole, centre: Ivanovic with Terry!”

"Right back: Ferreira!"

"Three central midfielders: Mikel at the back, Essien and Lampard one left and one right slightly forward!"

"Left midfielder: Malouda!"

"Right midfielder: Salomon Kalou!"

"Single striker: Drogba!"

"On the other side, Everton's starting goalkeeper, attacking from right to left in the away white jersey:."

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"The two teams unexpectedly formed the same 4-3-3 formation today!"

"Of course, in terms of specific differences, Everton has added double midfielders in order to enhance defense!"

"Chelsea possession of the ball!"

When the referee's whistle sounded.

Drogba turned sideways and directly returned the ball to Lampard behind him.

As the core of the Blues' midfield.

Lampard was in no rush to drive the ball away.

After catching the ball with his right foot, he pulled it back, and Lampard directly returned the ball to Mikel behind him!
And this time!
Malouda and Salomon Kalou on the left and right have already rushed into Everton's backcourt.

Without waiting for Lukaku to step forward and press.

Mikel directly kicked the ball to the right with a big kick.

Malouda caught Mikel's long pass firmly, and then began to kill along the wing towards Everton's hinterland.

"The 31-year-old Florent Malouda is still Chelsea's offensive weapon on the left!"

"Hey, Mr. Zhan Jun, do you still remember that in the 06 World Cup, Zidane played with Buffon's penalty kick with a spoon? It seems that Malouda created it!"

"Well, yes! As an all-rounder in the frontcourt, Malouda has always been a universal card in the hands of Ancelotti in the past few seasons."

"Hey!"

Lao Huang and Zhan Jun on the sidelines were chatting about Malouda's gossip.

On the court, Malouda, who had just rushed to the right of Everton with the ball, hadn't taken a few steps when he was suddenly tackled by Nigel De Jong who came from the side with a sliding tackle. on the turf.

and!

This time De Jong's sliding shovel was the first to shovel on the ball.

So the referee, who was close at hand, pushed forward with both hands to signal the game to continue.

Lichtsteiner, who accidentally got the ball, was also unambiguous.

The right foot kicked the ball forward fiercely, and began to kill along the wing towards Chelsea's left.

Lichtsteiner rushed wildly while observing Qin Feng's movement.

only!

What makes Lichtsteiner depressed is that Chelsea's central midfielder Essien has been following Qin Feng, even though he is off the ball.

And Essien deliberately ran on the side between himself and Qin Feng.

Seeing that there is no way to hand the ball to Qin Feng.

Lichtsteiner can only do it alone.

Seeing that he was about to rush into the hinterland of his backcourt.

Mikel, who had been retreating all the time, couldn't control the middle anymore. With strides, Mikel rushed towards Lichtsteiner.

It's just that Lichtsteiner didn't think he would end the attack.

The moment Mikel approached him.

Lichtsteiner's astute oblique kick!
He directly handed the ball to the feet of his own right midfielder Dignyar Biryaredinov, who has been pulling for himself in front.

As the only Everton team that can surpass Royce in terms of speed.

The moment Dignyar Biryaletinov received the ball, he immediately made a slam.

Pure speed!

Dignyar Biryaletinov passed Ashley Cole directly.

Although the 31-year-old Ashley Cole has not declined much, but in terms of speed, he is really not as wild as when he was in his 20s.

Being slammed down by Bir Yaletinov, Ashley Cole couldn't keep up with Bir Yaletinov's footsteps.

After breaking into the bottom line.

Bir Yaredinov seemed to have been rehearsed countless times in training.

The inner arch of the right foot rubbed against the lower edge of the football.

The ball was hoisted directly into Chelsea's penalty area.

"Pretty!"

"In the restricted area!!!"

"Lukaku!!!"

A perfect cross.

Bir Yaredinov found Lukaku who broke into the penalty area at the front point with great precision.

Watching the football flying towards him rapidly.

The high-jumping Kaku seemed to have heard the shouts of the Everton fans in the visiting stands not far away for his goal.

Not only shouting, but Kaku can even imagine how wonderful it would be to see the face of the blind man Ancelotti in front of the Chelsea bench turned into a pig's liver.

Yes!

This kind of cross, for our Kaku, isn't it just an open hand?

Belgium dunks! ! !
Hey.
Suddenly!
Kaku, who was flying in the air, felt an unimaginable force coming from behind him.

Accompanied by this huge force, his forehead, which was about to touch the football, sank suddenly.

And above his head, a stronger figure appeared.

Kaku knows that figure!

damn it!
Is the captain of Chelsea.

That man named John Terry!
"crucial moment!"

"Blues captain Terry fell from the sky!"

"After a high jump, he squeezed Lukaku and pushed the ball over the baseline!"

"This is Terry!"

"You can always trust Terry!"

This time, before Teacher Huang could speak, Zhan Jun took the lead.

On the court, Terry, who squeezed Lukaku directly on the turf, didn't look excited.

Instead, he looked at Kaku, who was still in a dazed state, with a playful face.

At this time, Qin Feng also ran up.

Looking at Lukaku who was still lying on his stomach, Qin Feng stretched out his hand and pulled him up.

Together, Kaku still did not forget to give a thumbs up to Bir Yaletinov on the right.

For the ball just now, Bir Yaletinov's pass was indeed fine.

It's just that my body is too weak.

In a trance!
Kaku felt that he should gain muscle.

Belgian dunks without muscles seem to have no soul.

The game has just started 2 minutes!

Everton won the first corner kick of the game.

Qin Feng held the ball and stood in the corner without hesitation.

Because of the existence of full-level passes, the most threatening offense of the Everton team is actually Qin Feng's corner kick.

Silva, Nigel De Jong, and Jagielka in the backcourt all squeezed into the penalty area.

And Ancelotti has already practiced Everton's corner kick tactics.

So, including Drogba.

Chelsea is the team back to defense.

In the restricted area!
The two teams are almost squeezed in 15 people.

Looking at the ever-changing passing route, Qin Feng didn't know how to choose.

Chelsea's old six are too thieves.

All Everton players who entered the box were surrounded by at least two Chelsea defenders.

no way!
Qin Feng can only pass the ball to Thiago Silva, who is in the best position.

It's just that it's about the same as the ever-changing success rate on the line.

Qin Feng's corner kick was passed, and Terry snatched the ball at the first point without any threat.

It's not that Qin Feng's pass was inaccurate, but that the number of Everton players who catch the ball is still seriously insufficient.

From this moment on, the game also fell into a cruel positional battle!

Qin Feng, as always, was extremely tightly double-teamed in the midfield.

Even after Ancelotti saw that Qin Feng was able to put a Barcelona skin on Everton with just his own pass, Ancelotti directly ordered Malouda that as long as Qin Feng retreated to his own half, then Malouda gave up the attack directly and turned to defend Qin Feng.

Come down like this!

No matter where Qin Feng is, he is always guarded by Chelsea players.

On the sidelines, Ancelotti smiled after watching Qin Feng misfire while Everton could only start playing the most primitive long pass.

of course!

An Pangpang smiled, and the old Kong frowned.

Lao Kong knew that Qin Feng would definitely be the focus of Chelsea's defense!
But he didn't expect Ancelotti to be so ruthless, directly defending Qin Feng to such an extent!
PS: It's too late for the meeting, so I will send the first chapter first, and the next chapter will probably be delayed, everyone forgive me!
(End of this chapter)