Football: A late bloomer, starting with Leicester City

Chapter 408: The heart-stirring game drama! The Sheets Army wins the Audi Cup Championship! (asking for monthly ticket)

"Beep!"

The referee blew the whistle to restart the game in the 82nd minute. Liverpool's players kicked the ball out of the center circle with heavy faces. A wave of worry enveloped everyone.

Everyone knows what they are worried about and what they are afraid of.

"Go, go, go!"

"Press out! Launch the final charge!"

"This is our last chance, grit your teeth and run a few more steps!"

The wolf-like Atletico Madrid players quickly rushed across the half court, shouting slogans like nomadic cavalry on the ancient grasslands, as if the half court in front of them was the territory they had just conquered.

A war of plunder and annihilation began.

The offense and defense changed again, and the drama on the football field reached its peak at this moment.

"Kirk kicked him in the shin, you blind man!"

"Listen to the reminder in your headset. The linesman obviously wanted to wave the flag to signal a foul just now, but you did nothing!"

"Bang!" On the court, Koke, who had a very strong impact, directly bumped into Liverpool's full-back Alberto. Liverpool was obviously not adapting to Atletico Madrid's rhythm.

I just have bad luck today. If I were lucky, Atletico Madrid might be in the lead now.

"Fuck! Isn't this a boast?!"

It used to be Robben's, but Robben is old and he can still play.

It's hard to stay focused at all times, especially when you know your team is about to become a joke if your goal is lost again.

Klopp, who was on the sidelines, also quickly rushed to the fourth official and roared at the fourth official: "Hi! Hi! Hi...!!"

The second penalty kick was controlled by Saul, who had just run out of the corner kick area. Saul was dribbling the ball while observing the situation in the penalty area, thinking about which footwork he should use to pass the penalty area.

"Bang!" Saul took a corner kick, and the football fell quickly into the penalty area, but unfortunately it didn't seem to be high enough.

"It's over." Liverpool's players turned around in numbness and looked at the net in horror.

The football finally passed over Chen Yufeng's head and flew towards the goal.

Although there were very few goals, no matter what, they really saw Chen Yufeng's unparalleled elegance.

Saul certainly wouldn't mind handing the ball to a player with stronger personal abilities. With one push, the football came to Chen Yufeng's feet.

A game is related to all players on the field, and the state of each person may affect the state of the team.

Liverpool had obviously played good football for nearly a whole game and were on the verge of a sure victory, but at the last moment they were discouraged by a world-shaking kick.

"Whoosh!" As a result, the football flew out of the baseline by just a hair, hit the billboard of the Allianz Arena and then flew into the audience.

"What is he doing? What is he doing? Who is responsible for the goal? Will you consult the video referee team? You irresponsible guys!"

This was just because of extreme nervousness and anxiety. He was also very tired from this game.

"Bang!" At this time, Cork had already driven straight in from the wing, came to the edge of the penalty area and passed an arcing pass.

It's a pity that none of them skipped Chen Yufeng.

This is his signature inside cut!

After receiving the ball, Chen Yufeng took a few steps inside the center, shook off Alberto and Lovren who came up, and shot out before Matip fell to the ground to tackle.

The two of them combined to create a wonderful goal that gave Atletico Madrid a boost.

The side with the overwhelming offensive became Atletico Madrid, and Liverpool's defense suddenly became precarious.

In the middle, Matip and Lovren were standing next to Chen Yufeng. One interfered and the other jumped to compete for the top.

The referee's whistle did not sound, which gave the panicked Liverpool players an excuse to complain crazily to the referee.

In the air, this football has almost no rotation, which means that it has extremely violent power and speed!
"Beautiful! Got it..." Griezmann and others' eyes suddenly lit up, and they quickly ran to the door, preparing for possible follow-up shots.

At the forward position, Liverpool defender Lovren jumped high to clear the ball.

He was always in front of the goal and didn't do much exercise.

"Hit! Hit!" Chen Yufeng echoed outside the penalty area. He quickly ran to the corner of the penalty area and signaled Saul to pass the ball.

Klopp on the sidelines felt that his legs were weak, and something was about to hit his heart.

The football lifted off the ground, with a slight arc, and turned to the far corner of the goal.

One of the functions of a star is that in times of adversity, he can occasionally help the team recover something through a flash of inspiration.

Atletico Madrid won a corner kick.

"Bang!!"

It's obvious that they want to win but are also afraid of losing.

There is no doubt that Chen Yufeng and Griezmann did it.

Chen Yufeng did not crowd the penalty area. He deliberately stood on the arc of the penalty area, forcing Liverpool to send two people to mark him.

"Ohh...!!" All the fans at the scene exclaimed. This wonderful final moment and Chen Yufeng's explosive performance kept their hearts in a state of excitement.

"Bang!" Mignolet hit the ball out with one palm. After getting up from the ground, he was already sweating profusely, as if he had just taken a shower and hadn't had time to wipe it off.

"Hoo Chi, Hoo Chi, Hoo Chi...!" The Liverpool players who escaped were breathing rapidly, their hearts were beating loudly, and those with poor psychological quality even experienced partial tremors in their limbs.

"Ah." Atletico Madrid wiped their faces with regret.

Chen Yufeng looked up at the sky, regretful and clapped his hands to encourage his teammates, "Come on, come on!!!"

He really didn't know what to say. At this time, no matter how many extravagant encouragements he received, they might not be as useful as two powerful words of encouragement.

He turned around and glanced at the time on the scoreboard. The regular time had just entered the 87th minute, which meant that they had at most two chances to attack.

Including overtime, there will be no more than 5 times.

The last chance has arrived.

Can there be a penalty shootout?
Chen Yufeng swallowed. He had just come to this team, and he hoped that he could bring something of himself with him.

Let Atletico Madrid, which already has super cohesion and unique style, become even stronger!

At the very least, they have to learn to play against the wind.

Because no one will win from the beginning of the season to the end of the season, and no one can lead strongly every time.

"Bang!" Liverpool goalkeeper Mignolet kicked the goal kick. Now, they will definitely not dare to control the ball in the backcourt.

Kick the ball farther first. It doesn't matter if you can't catch it. Just take some time.

In the Atletico Madrid backcourt, Lucas Hernandez won the ball and then passed it to Juanfran, who found Saul with a direct pass.

After Saul turned around, he found that the opportunity was not good, but thinking about the rapid passage of time, he sent a long pass to Chen Yufeng's head.

"I'll do it! Yufeng, I'll do it!" A voice sounded from behind his head. Chen Yufeng no longer stepped back to fight for the top. Instead, he took a step forward and turned around to face the goal.

Koke appeared in front of him and successfully stopped the ball with Matip's chest.

At the same time, out of the corner of his eye, Chen Yufeng saw Griezmann, who was eager to try at the far end. He seemed to have found a route behind Liverpool's defense and was waiting for the pass.

Chen Yufeng's eyes moved, waiting for Kirk's response.

"Oh!"

"Oh!"

Two voices sounded one after another. After Koke pushed the ball back, Chen Yufeng passed the ball with a curved ball and hit the left rib of Liverpool's defense.

There, Griezmann stepped in quickly.

Have the opportunity!
"Oh..." The fans at the scene stood up excitedly. They seemed to be about to see a heart-stirring drama of falling behind first and then drawing evenly.

It's definitely very exciting for them.

wonderful!

It’s so damn exciting!
They have seen how those stars with extremely strong personal abilities can make a desperate blow when the entire team is running out of ammunition and food!

On the court, when Griezmann was about to receive the ball, Koke also came to the back post.

This is an offensive method engraved in the bones of offensive players.

Cork turned and started after seeing Chen Yufeng's kick. No matter what, it is always good to be closer to the goal.

If Chen Yufeng shoots, he may be able to catch the missed shot. If Chen Yufeng passes the ball, he can outflank the backcourt.

"Bang!" Griezmann's pass swept towards the back point.

Koke, the young player who played an absolute role in this attack, struck the final blow for Atletico Madrid.

"Whoa!" After a steady push hit the goal, all the Atletico Madrid players' eyes lit up, and then they looked sharply at the linesman on the sidelines.

All this happened in a very short moment, a very sudden moment.

They were not sure whether Cork was offside or not.

Everyone's hearts were raised and they were ready for the final emotional outburst.

They don't want anything else to happen at this time.

"Beep!" A whistle sounded, and the assistant referee quickly ran towards the extended line of the center circle.

Looking back, the referee pointed his finger towards the center circle.
No offside!

The goal is valid!

Absolutely flat!

Atletico Madrid tied with Liverpool at the last moment!
They did it!
"Yeah...!!!" The fans at the scene shouted excitedly, which merged with the cheers and shouts of Atletico Madrid players.

Everyone breathed a heavy sigh of relief, and then felt a sudden strength in their bodies, which allowed them to run to the sideline as much as they wanted, wave their arms excitedly, or kick the diagonal flagpole.

"This time, we can celebrate longer!" Griezmann shouted. He felt his important value after assisting twice, which made him very happy.

By dragging the game into a penalty shootout, their goal was achieved.

Now, they don't have to take the ball out of Liverpool's goal and rush back to attack.

This time, they want to enjoy all the feelings after this amazing goal!
"Yufeng, great pass!" Griezmann immediately gave Chen Yufeng a thumbs up. He knew that whether it was the last goal or this goal, Chen Yufeng's contribution was actually greater than his.

This is a player who is in tune with himself, at least on the court. In the new season, with me and him, maybe Atletico Madrid can really compete for the championship? At least it’s okay to win the championship with one line, right?

Through these three games, Griezmann was truly impressed by Chen Yufeng.

He now regards Chen Yufeng as his good partner in the future!

"Then I wish we can have such passes and goals every day!" Chen Yufeng laughed and said, but quickly changed his words: "No, actually I would rather play more relaxedly. I hope we will not fall behind next time. From the opening You can find the status.”

If given the choice, no one wants to fall behind first, and the same goes for Chen Yufeng.

What he said before was just a last resort.

Playing against the wind is something that everyone must master and face head-on.

But it’s not something you’re looking for specifically.

"Is this our offensive line? I've never felt like our offense was as strong as it was these few minutes."

Simeone on the sidelines raised his arms, shook them a few times, hugged team president Cerezo, and said excitedly: "Have you ever experienced this feeling? This way, as long as the opponent makes a small mistake, or... , As long as they are not in the best defensive condition, we will definitely score!”

"The offensive line has such amazing explosive power, what should we be afraid of in the new season? Hahaha... Who do you think this is all because of?"

"Because of who?" Cerezo smiled, pointed at Simeone and said: "Because of the kid who sold out his jersey."

"All right."

Simeone turned around, waved one last time and smiled: "Get ready for a penalty shootout!"

…………

"Beep!"

The game resumed and the distraught team became Liverpool.

Everyone seemed to have lost their temper, and conducted their conduct on the field indifferently.

There was no desire to attack and no other thoughts.

After the game time is over and what Klopp says, this is their only goal now.

How can they make a decision when they are confused?

In other words, they are no longer willing to take the risk of change.

Otherwise, how could they ignore Klopp's shouts from the sidelines at this moment?

"Press out, press out! Fight hard at the last moment, have you forgotten how you fought before? Attack, attack! You are eleven people!"

When he said the last sentence, Klopp's words were particularly strong, and it was obvious that he cared about this very much.

The advantage of numbers is originally an exciting, relaxing and joyful thing.

Because people subconsciously believe that the confrontation between top teams and the numerical advantage are enough to affect the entire game.

Especially if you start with one more player, it means there is no way you can lose.

If you don't score more than three goals, you can say that you haven't performed well.

But the more this happens, the more it represents the psychological gap you have when you fail to take advantage of this advantage and fail to win the game at the last minute of the game.

Especially when the opponent scored two goals in the last ten minutes to tie the game, and there was no overtime in the competition, the players were about to enter the penalty shootout with a collapsed mentality...

The accumulation of all these things caused Klopp's mood to change a bit.

"Second half stoppage time, two minutes." The fourth official on the sidelines raised the stoppage time card, and the game entered the countdown.

Klopp hesitated on the spot for a long time, and finally turned around and came to the bench, waved and shouted: "Karius, get ready to play. I will send you out for the penalty kick. This is your strength."

After saying this, he suddenly fell into a trance.

Because he saw Arnold holding his head in his hands and looking shocked.

I also saw the depressed Milner, who was burying his head near his knees, unwilling to get up for a long time.

Is this a defeat?
Klopp had some ominous premonitions in his heart, and he seemed to have predicted the outcome of his team.

"Okay!" Goalkeeper Karius had no idea. He stood up after a sonorous response. He knew that this was a good opportunity for him to perform.

If he performs well, it is very possible to keep Mignolet on the bench and start the game himself in the future.

Chen Yufeng, Griezmann, Koke, Saul, Hernandez?
Just wait, all your penalty kicks will be saved by me!

I want to be a Liverpool player!
Go win the Premier League title! FA Cup champion!

Reached the knockout round of the Champions League, competed with Real Madrid, saved Cristiano Ronaldo's header, and saved Bale's long shot!
A line has appeared in Karius's mind, a line that only exists in his imagination and is unlikely to happen.

The first minute of stoppage time passed quickly, and Liverpool was still passing passively in the backcourt, seemingly ready to wait until the end.

Atletico Madrid's players did not rush forward. In any case, they were the smaller side. After the score was equalized, they did not need to play so aggressively.

Otherwise, if they press forward and someone else counterattacks and scores another goal, wouldn't it be a failure?
If anyone has any ideas at this time, it is only Chen Yufeng and Kirk.

The two men also occasionally pressed the player holding the ball at this time, looking for the possibility of the other party making mistakes.

The latter is because it can run itself.

The former is more because I didn't run much today and couldn't catch the ball most of the time, so I still have physical strength.

Of course, the most important thing besides this is that they still have the desire to score goals and the hard work.

"Oh!"

Lovren passed the ball to Matip with one kick, and Matip passed it to Emre Can in midfield. The latter turned around and took a few steps, then turned back and passed to Matip.

Matip, as the ball-distributing hub in the central defender position, is constantly catching and passing the ball.

Chen Yufeng noticed this and began to ambush beside him.

He pretended to come to Lovren's side and interfere with Lovren's actions, but in fact he was keeping an eye on the timing of others passing the ball to Matip.

After a few kicks, he became familiar with Liverpool's rhythm, and then inserted himself into this rhythm, anticipating the ball speed and turning habits of each of their passes.

Overtime time approached 1 minute and 50 seconds. At this time, Alberto turned around, observed and prepared to pass the ball to Matip.

"It's now." Chen Yufeng muttered in his heart, and began to accumulate strength all over his body, preparing to charge quickly when Alberto made a move.

He was very sure that the destination of Alvito's pass was Matip's feet.

Matip may pass the ball to the midfielder, or he may turn and pass it to the goalkeeper. It's hard to figure out.

But Alberto's idiot's turn was too obvious...

Complete the steal before Matip receives the ball.

Chen Yufeng made up his mind and his breathing became rapid.

He knew that this could be an opportunity that could change the fate of the team.

"Bang!" Alberto took action.

"Thump thump thump...!" Chen Yufeng also took a step, but he just took a step and started sprinting.

Lovren, who was standing behind Chen Yufeng, didn't feel anything at first. After seeing Chen Yufeng's whereabouts and the development of football, his expression suddenly changed and he shouted in horror: "Matip! There is... behind you"

Before he could say anything, Chen Yufeng was already behind Matip and stretched his foot towards the latter's feet.

I don’t know if Lovren’s words misled Matip, making Matip think that Lovren was asking him for the ball.

Before any effective observation could be made, Matip turned around and prepared to move the football.

When he turned around, he suddenly bumped into Chen Yufeng.

Not a hit, but close enough.

After staring at each other with Chen Yufeng, Marti was frightened and instinctively lost his body and fell back again.

"Bang!" Chen Yufeng kicked the ball away and rushed behind the Liverpool defense.

One-shot ball!

At the last moment, ten-man Atletico Madrid got a chance to stand alone!
It seems that the game does not need to enter a penalty shootout?
"Yufeng! Score it! Score it! Please, I really beg you!" Griezmann chased Chen Yufeng while constantly murmuring.

"If this goal can be scored, I will be your little brother for five years." Kok also prayed in his heart.

"Can regular time end?" Simeone quickly stood up from the bench and slowly stood on tiptoes as Chen Yufeng advanced.

"Farke, Farke... don't!" As for Klopp, he was naturally frozen in place, with some curse words in his mouth.

He lowered his head and covered his expression with the brim of his hat.

Countless people stood up from their seats, whether they were sitting in the ordinary fans area, the VIP fan area, the bench, or the coaching bench.

Even the ball boys selected by Bayern Munich’s youth training system on the sidelines, the photographers, reporters, scouts, and analysts who were sitting in their seats to take photos of the game.

In front of more than 60,000 people, Chen Yufeng approached Mignolet with the ball.

The Mignolet in front of him is no longer the Mignolet who won the European Cup with him. The Mignolet at this moment is more like an obstacle.

Chen Yufeng stepped over this obstacle and achieved results!

"Bang bang." Two voices sounded, and Chen Yufeng made a big fried ball, passing Mignolet who fell to the ground in a last ditch effort.

The door is empty!
"Bang!" Chen Yufeng pushed the ball into the goal.

His exhausted body suddenly burst out with strength, which made him rush to the sidelines despite his exhaustion. He raised his head, spread out his hands and closed his eyes, letting the brightest lights of the Allianz Arena shine on him. on the face.

Three to two!
Lore!

Let two chase three!

Ten-man Atletico beat Liverpool!
The combination of various elements made Chen Yufeng understand one thing.

At this moment, he is Atletico Madrid's savior!
He accomplished an amazing feat!
They are about to win the championship trophy at the Allianz Arena!
"This must be the best gift I can give to Atletico Madrid fans." Chen Yufeng smiled and then fell down along his body.

Only he knew that he was exhausted. In the eyes of others, his celebration was extremely perfect. When he fell to the ground, it meant that he had completed all the tasks and exited with honor.

"Yeahhhh...!" More than 60,000 fans at the scene burst into the most enthusiastic celebration since the start of the Audi Cup.

Countless people were spraying their saliva wildly, as if they didn't know how to express their excitement other than this.

All the Atletico Madrid players also flocked to Chen Yufeng like crazy.

(End of this chapter)