Football: A late bloomer, starting with Leicester City

Chapter 428: Against Chelsea, Kante’s thoughts!

September 9, Calderon Stadium.

"Kick Barcelona...Kick Barcelona...Kick Bayern Munich...!!"

"I'll wipe it...!!"

After a burst of powerful Champions League theme song ended, the players of Atletico Madrid playing at home and the players of visiting Chelsea stood in their respective halves, waiting for the referee's opening whistle.

The second round of this season's Champions League group stage has finally arrived.

Chen Yufeng took on Belgium national team teammate Hazard and former Leicester City teammate Kante.

Before the game, the three of them looked at each other and smiled, saying nothing.

"Beep!"

Until the start of the game, when Kanter passed by Chen Yufeng, he secretly patted Chen Yufeng's butt.

"Chen Yufeng responded quickly!"

"Correa covered his face in pain. If he had scored that goal, nothing would have happened. After he missed the kick, Courtois quickly took the goal kick and Hazard stopped the ball beautifully. After getting rid of it, the ball was given to Morata!”

He has changed, but his change is not the decline that everyone expected, but an increase!

"On the midfield line, Koke, Partey, Saul and Griezmann are arranged from right to left."

"Dear viewers, the second round of the Champions League group stage has officially begun! The home team Atletico Madrid has formed a 442 formation. On the forward line, Chen Yufeng and Angel Correa stand side by side."

"..."

Kanter is right.

This move made Chen Yufeng a little at a loss. He looked back at Kanter, who had already run away, and vowed to 'teach a lesson' to this ignorant former teammate today.

"The tempo has increased, and we can obviously feel this! One to one! Chen Yufeng evened the score before the end of the first half!"

"One kick! Breaking through the crotch! Courtois didn't have time to react!"

"David Luiz and Chen Yufeng compete for explosive power. Which one of them can get the first kick? I am more optimistic about Chen Yufeng!"

After saying that, Kanter lowered his head and ran away. Azar looked back at Kanter's back and began to think deeply again.

"What about the others? Even if you are lucky enough to stay with him for a while and develop some feelings, you will soon face separation and meet again as rivals."

"Chelsea has a three-four-three formation, which can also be called a three-four-two-one."

"..."

"It's been a long time, a chance!!"

"Hit! One to zero! Chelsea takes the lead on the road!"

"Morata! One-shot!"

"Lucky you."

"Fried meatballs and body blocking! He successfully passed Kanter! Beautiful! Beautiful! Kanter's expression was a little frightened. He seemed to be saying, long time no see, why has Chen Yufeng become stronger again?"

"Can it be passed out? The angle is relatively small, only the crotch position... Okay! Beautiful crotch pass, Griezmann picked the ball out!"

"The goalkeeper is Courtois, the three central defenders are Cahill, David Luiz and Blues captain Azpilicueta."

"Through ball from Hazard! It turns out that wasting opportunities will be punished!"

"The attacking midfielders are Hazard and Fabregas, and Morata is at the front as a single arrow."

"Could it be that as long as we meet him as an opponent, the only outcome will be failure?" Azar's eyes were slightly absent-minded and he murmured.

"..."

"Chen Yufeng keeps going, keep going! Here it comes! Pass to Correa! Correa...ah, he didn't score! Correa wasted a good opportunity!"

"Hahaha, maybe he hasn't experienced Chen Yufeng's level of intensity in team training matches for a long time."

No, that might not be right either.

"Griezmann! Came to his favorite place, the ribs!"

Who doesn’t know the story of this terrifying striker who scored 6 goals in 16 rounds of La Liga?
Just remove the prefix 16 from the 10 goals and leave only a fraction. That is also a super shooter who averages one goal per game.

Chen Yufeng is still the same Chen Yufeng in the Premier League, he has not changed at all.

"Four midfielders from left to right, Marcos Alonso, Baljok, Kante, Moses."

"..."

On the side, Kanter, who usually speaks very little, rarely answered the question, "At least, you will still be teammates in next year's World Cup. As long as you are in Belgium, you will always be teammates."

"Atletico Madrid has made a continuous offensive! They suppressed Chelsea's midfield line and retreated! Chen Yufeng faced his old teammate Kante!"

"There are no changes in the back line. The central defender combination is Godin and Lucas Hernandez, with Juanfran and Felipe on both sides. The goalkeeper Oblak."

"This is a close contest. Both the Blues and the Sheets have been in very good form recently. The face-to-face showdown between the two super strikers Hazard and Chen Yufeng is also very eye-catching. It depends on who can break the other side first." The door is open!”

"I've always wanted to keep playing with him, but that's obviously impossible, haha."

This doesn't look like it was done by a human at all, it's more like he entered the first round of La Liga this season with 10 goals.

In the stadium, Chen Yufeng roared and performed his signature slide and kneel. The sight of his back made countless Chelsea players feel a little scared.

Could it be that he is really lucky?

…………

"Beep!"

After the start of the second half of this game, the rhythm on the court was visibly slower.

The two sides refused to give in to each other and fought tooth and nail to attack or defend every local area. Therefore, the rotation of football has always been relatively slow.

This way of playing football is generally called a deadlock. It is only done when both parties are in a mood.

Otherwise, why not think differently?
But there was no conflict between Atletico Madrid players and Chelsea players...

There is no enmity in their history, so how could something like this happen?
"I guess it's because of the competitive spirit. Both sides know that this is a key battle to qualify for the group, or even be first in the group, and they must win."

"For Atletico Madrid, they definitely cannot accept a home defeat to Chelsea. The same goes for Chelsea. Even if there is no reason, they will fight you to the end."

Liu Peng, the single commentator of this game, explained to the viewers in front of the TV, "This kind of game is actually suitable for watching live. Do you want to hear the reason?"

"Haha... We must admit that there is nothing exciting about the two sides playing like this. However, the more they fight and the more anxious they are, the more immersive the atmosphere becomes. Over time, the fans will accumulate a lot of emotions."

"When another goal is scored, it will explode."

"I'm above the Calderon Stadium now, and I can clearly notice the throbbing of the Atletico Madrid fans' square. From this, I can guess what they will look like if someone scores a goal." "Just. Look who it is!”

"..."

"Chelsea scored! Kante came out! He has made obvious progress at Chelsea during this period, and his ability with his feet has improved a lot!"

"Pass to Hazard! Hazard cuts inside and shoots!!!"

"Beautiful inside cut! Perfect winger type goal!!"

"Two to one! Chelsea takes the lead again, and the striker steps up!! Atletico Madrid is in trouble, can they equalize this time?!"

"Do you still remember the topic I just told you? Although Atletico Madrid did not score, after Chelsea scored, I still felt an earthquake-like atmosphere at the scene. You must know that they are the away team!"

"I'm afraid to take off my own noise-canceling headphones, I'm afraid I won't hear anything, hahaha."

Liu Peng's commentary style is relatively neutral. When Chelsea scores a goal, he also has enough respect for the Blues fans.

"Atletico Madrid is ready to make a substitution. Torres is going to replace Angel Correa, who was not in good form today! This is a matchup substitution and a very wise decision."

"The first substitution of this game has occurred. When will Chen Yufeng be replaced? We all know that his recent state is not good and he has hardly completed the entire game."

"As soon as he left, I was not very optimistic that Atletico Madrid could equalize the score or even take the lead. I guess Chelsea coach Conte is the same. He is just waiting. When Chen Yufeng comes off the field, he directly arranges a steel barrel defense."

"Let's see if he can get his wish."

"..."

"The ball just played was obviously because Azpilicueta couldn't keep up with Chen Yufeng. Let's take a look at the replay. When Chen Yufeng went to the ribs, he already knew that he couldn't guard him and deliberately stretched out his hand to pull."

"Fortunately, I was lucky. I only gave a free kick, not a penalty kick. Just a little bit, Atletico Madrid will have a good chance to equalize the score. This free kick is considered a short corner kick. The distance between the football and the goal is long." , The angle is small, it must be passed.”

"Let's take a look at the playback of another shot..." Just as Liu Peng finished speaking, the director suddenly cut off the playback animation and moved it to the green field.

Liu Peng was confused when he first saw the green field. He thought his friends from the broadcast team had made a mistake and adjusted the wrong picture.

But then he realized that some key information had appeared!
He quickly cast his eyes to the court, which was surely the fastest way to receive the information.

The monitors and broadcasters placed in front of the director must have no delay from the actual situation. Even if there is a delay during the live broadcast to the audience, they will not be there when explaining.

Otherwise, the picture presented will be completely incorrect.

"Yeah...!!!" Before Liu Peng even raised his head, he heard the audience shouting. When he turned around, he saw Atletico Madrid fans in red.

what's the situation?
He threw himself down the field with a confused look on his face. Judging from the scenes of Chelsea players standing helplessly with their arms akimbo, and the scenes of Atletico Madrid players quickly running toward the corner flag area, was Atletico Madrid scoring a goal? !
"The goal was scored!! Beautiful goal!! Atletico Madrid equalized the score! Let's wait for the replay!" Liu Peng was not sure who scored the goal, so he could only roar to relieve his embarrassment. .

The broadcast team could no longer keep up. They could only show the players celebrating at this time to deal with the audience. Behind the scenes, they must be urgently producing replays.

Soon, the replay footage came out.

Chen Yufeng and Griezmann stood in front of the football. After a few discussions, they waited for the referee's whistle.

"Beep!"

As the referee's whistle sounded, Chen Yufeng flicked the ball. Griezmann, who was standing further outside, stopped the ball with the soles of his feet, creating a wider angle for the goal.

"Bang!!!" Chen Yufeng's full-moon scimitar shot went straight to the far corner of the goal. The football passed through Courtois' stretched body and was involved in the ten-cent corner of the far corner of the goal.

"Oh...!! Another free kick scored directly! Chen Yufeng's shooting skills are getting better and better!"

"We all know that centers are generally synonymous with shooting skills, while wingers are synonymous with dribbling. Players at these two positions have extremely strong individual advantages and characteristics."

"But now, the Champions League top scorer is Chen Yufeng, La Liga top scorer is Chen Yufeng, and he is also the top scorer in both events. How should we define what kind of player Chen Yufeng is?"

"Two to two! Congratulations to Atletico Madrid! Chen Yufeng scored 7 goals in these two games! This is really a value-for-money deal!"

"If we knew that Chen Yufeng was so useful, some club would definitely want to pay a high price of 200 million!"

"..."

"Okay, Chen Yufeng has made an honorable exit. Simeone replaces Gabi to strengthen control of the midfield. Torres has a single arrow in front."

"With fifteen minutes left in the game, I think Simeone will let Griezmann and Torres partner in the center and restart the 442."

"..."

"Griezmann! The seventh corner kick today! Penalty to the outside!"

"Godin's header! Hit Kante's knee! Torres stabbed!"

"This goal... this goal still went in! The football flew into the net after refraction!!"

"Three to two! Atletico Madrid overtook the score at the last minute! Torres scored the winning goal!"

"What a blessing!! I was mentally prepared for a draw, but the last moment finally came!"

"The fans at the Calderon Stadium did not come here in vain today! We fell behind twice and equalized twice! It's so beautiful!!"

"..."

On the court, Torres spread his arms like a roc spreading its wings, laughing wildly and rushing towards Simeone on the sidelines.

"Nice!!" Chen Yufeng also sat up from the bench at this moment, waving his right hand excitedly, and then Simeone grabbed him and gave him a tight hug.

"Thank you both. Without you two, there would be no victory!" Simeone patted Chen Yufeng on the shoulder, quickly turned around, and hugged Torres, who came to the coaching bench to celebrate with him.

He said the same thing to both of them.

"Of course, the feeling of a decisive victory is so great!"

Torres was still laughing, "Usually we keep the lower limit, and Chen Yufeng controls the upper limit and gives the opponent the final blow. But today, he single-handedly kept the lower limit for Atletico Madrid, and I came to give the opponent the last blow!"

"I feel like I am Chen Yufeng."

"Can you have some ambition?" Many people chased after him. After hearing what Torres said, they were unhappy and said: "After scoring such a crucial goal, you should at least be me Godin. We are on the same level, understand? ?”

Torres: "..."

"Hahaha." Chen Yufeng laughed from the side.

He breathed a long sigh of relief, looked at his teammates joking with each other in front of him, and the cheering fans in the distance, and then thought about the upcoming victory...well, this feeling is really good.

Perhaps, this is some pure happiness that football brings to people.

"Beep! Beep! Beep--!"

Under the regretful eyes of all Chelsea players, the referee blew the whistle for the end of the game shortly afterwards.

Atletico Madrid finally defeated Chelsea 3-2, and their Champions League group points reached six.

Qualifying should be relatively stable.

(End of this chapter)