Chinese players in Europe

Chapter 358 Completely Destroyed (Part [-])

In this game, Ancelotti put Ashley Cole on the left and asked him to only focus on defense.Originally, he was disapproving of Ancelotti's cautiousness. No matter how hot the Tottenham captain is recently, no matter how hot his state is, he is just a young junior, and it is impossible for him to be better than the world's footballer Ronaldo.

But now he has to be thankful for the head coach's arrangement, relying on the opponent's lightning-fast speed, as long as he can't go up and back, the opponent can wander back and forth in the side corridors to make a big fuss.There is always a big gap between the video and the reality. Could it be that he has watched the video of the game many times, but he doesn't have any special feelings. At best, he thinks that the opponent is just a speed madman.But when it comes to speed, he is not afraid of anyone at all.

Now Cole has really learned that Mo Fei's abnormal breakthrough ability is not dominated by speed alone. Qualified to learn Mo Fei's personal skills, because relying on speed alone, the opponent has no way to parry.

Cole has this feeling now. He can subdue C. Luo, but he feels uneasy about blocking Murphy.Cole didn't dare to have the idea of ​​teaching Mo Fei any more, and carefully blocked the inside line. As long as Mo Fei didn't cut inside, he would rather let him pass easily.He no longer dared to put too much hope in blocking Murphy, anyway, the threat from the cross was not that great, his team's central defender was tall, and Tottenham's two small forwards had no chance at all.

Could it be that he also knew this, so naturally he had no intention of crossing the ball. Seeing that Cole was only standing on the inside, he was not annoyed. He quickly slid his feet across the football. Extra moves directly force the opponent!
Ashley Cole felt a huge force coming from her body, staggered under her feet, and was almost thrown to the ground.Before he had time to marvel at his opponent's strong physical fitness, Cole, who had just stabilized his figure, saw a black shadow drifting past his right shoulder.

"Oops, the opponent wants to break through from the side to the center!"

Cole's reaction was quick. Just as this thought appeared in Cole's mind, his body had already been thrown out without thinking.He knew very well that if he let the opponent just pass by, the opponent could go straight into the penalty area to face the goalkeeper, and he had to put a shovel behind his back.

Cole was lucky, because he destroyed the ball at Mo Fei's feet and prevented Mo Fei's sudden inside cut this time.At the same time, he is also sad, because his foot hooked Mo Fei, and the price he paid for this was a free kick and a yellow card.But Cole felt it was worth it, and no one could afford the consequences of letting the opponent enter the penalty area.The team is already behind, and if they concede another goal, there is little hope of a comeback in this game.

Mo Fei got up from the ground, patted the grass clippings on his body expressionlessly, and walked lightly in front of Cole, as if talking to himself or targeting Cole, muttering: "The world's number one on the left Wei is really strong."

Could it be that this remark is both ironic and exclamatory. The lament is that Cole's reaction is indeed world-class, otherwise he would have succeeded in introverting.The irony is Cole's foul tactics, otherwise it is still unknown whether he can be stopped.

But these words made Cole feel flushed and ashamed.He has always regarded himself as the world's number one left-back, and he is very proud of his character, who doesn't even look down on Ronaldo, but now facing the breakthrough of a young junior, he can only stop the opponent with malicious fouls, which makes him He felt a pang of shame.

"Yellow Monkey, just wait, I will make you useless on the left, and I will completely penetrate the right corridor of Tottenham!" Cole, who was reprimanded by a junior, suddenly felt ashamed. road.

"Oh?" Mo Fei looked at the other party lightly, but felt a little funny in his heart.You also punched through Tottenham's right. Now you can't even take a step in the half, and you don't have a decent counterattack. It's just a joke to punch through the right.However, the other party insulted him as a yellow-skinned monkey, which made Mo Fei's face darken for a moment, and said coldly: "Black-skinned monkey, I'm waiting for you, I hope you don't let me down."

Cole was annoyed by Mo Fei's retort, and was about to say something more, but the other party had already turned around, so he could only swallow the sarcasm that came to his mouth, not to mention how angry he was.

Mo Fei's free kick did not shoot directly, because the position on the right side was too far, even if the football flew according to the predetermined trajectory, the power would be slowed down a lot, and there was no threat at all.Could it be that he didn't choose to cross, the Chelsea central defender stood tall in the penalty area, and his own players were completely caught in the ocean, and the pass could only be lost without any news.

Could it be that he kicked a free kick to Huddlestone in the middle, and then quickly ran away from Melles to meet Huddlestone, lest Huddlestone, a stunned young man, see the situation is not good and immediately pass it middle.

Huddlestone did have the idea of ​​lobbing the ball directly into the penalty area, but he saw Mo Fei's running position and immediately passed the ball back to Mo Fei.Could Fei seem to have eyes behind his back, and he missed the football, then stepped sideways, turned around on the spot, just to throw away the running Meirelais, and chased after the football behind Meireles.

There was once again warm applause from the stands, and Tottenham fans expressed heartfelt joy and pride at the skillful dribbling without even touching the ball.

"This little guy has amazing ball skills, skilled skills, and rich imagination. His future achievements must be limitless." Zola in the stands pointed to Murphy who was running at high speed, and said to Abramovich, "Frank's state It won’t last for a few years. We have to reserve an excellent replacement for the future of the team. I think Tottenham No. [-] is the best candidate. Even if he comes, he may not be able to replace Frank immediately, but he can replace Florent (Malouda) is also available as a winger. He is much better than Florent."

Abramovich lightly applauded Murphy's extraordinary performance, then nodded to Zola, and said: "He has proved his ability, and there is no need to question it. The problem now is that it is not us Whether you are willing to buy it depends on whether the other party is willing to come.”

"That's true, so Carlo's move not to bring him to Stamford Bridge seems to be a wrong decision now. What's more, even if the other party agrees to the transfer, the transfer fee is not a small amount." Zola said lightly.

"As long as I can bring him to Stamford Bridge, I don't mind spending a lot of money on him." Abramovich said to himself with a trace of indifference on his stern face, his eyes fixed on the figure wearing the No. [-] white jersey Said, "Money is just a bunch of numbers to me. Doing what I want is the happiness I want..."

Zola nodded and said nothing more. As the other party said, money is just a bunch of numbers to the Russian economic giants in front of him. I hope the sky-high transfer fee can impress Tottenham...

field.Throwing away Meireles, Mo Fei immediately accelerated along the wing and charged towards Chelsea's bottom line.

Mikel tried to intercept Mo Fei from the side, but Mo Fei quickly followed up with Modric in the middle and made a one-two hit to the wall. He easily got rid of Mikel's defense and continued to the bottom line.

Ashley Cole came up to meet him, ready to press close to him.He didn't expect his two powerful midfielders to be thrown off so easily by the opponent, which made him feel more pressured.However, he had no choice but to rush forward, he was forced to retreat by Mo Fei's sprint, and now there was no way to retreat, it was impossible to let the opponent directly cut inward to the middle!

Cole has long been enraged by Mo Fei's "provocation", wishing he could shovel his opponent out of the court, but the yellow card on his body is as heavy as a mountain, which makes him dare not act recklessly at all, and he is timid in his actions. I'm afraid that if I don't pay attention, I will be sent off the field by the referee.

Cole's "filthy language" also made Mo Fei feel uncomfortable. He had already tested Cole and he naturally couldn't let the opponent intercept him on the side. He didn't give Cole a chance to get close at all. To the extreme use the speed to overpower the opponent.

In Cole's eyes, this kind of behavior is a naked insult, but his speed is not as fast as Murphy's, and there is nothing he can do about it.He just stretched out his hand to bring down his opponent, but suddenly thought of the yellow card on his back, he couldn't help hesitating for a moment.

In such a trance in the blink of an eye, Mo Fei's figure has already passed Cole's eyes. Under the inconceivable gaze of the other party, before the football crosses the baseline, he flicks the ball horizontally to the left, and it really cuts in!
Mo Fei's sudden insertion caused chaos in Chelsea's penalty area.Carvalho, who was closest to Murphy, had to abandon Pavlyuchenko to meet him. At this time, he could no longer care about leaking people in the middle. He could only hope that his teammates' defensive ability would not let Di Foo and Pavlyuchenko touched the ball.

Could Fei see the goalkeeper Petr Cech shifting his footsteps to the left, obviously trying to block his shot, and before Carvalho arrived, he pushed the football to around twelve yards in the middle with a nudge.

Mo Fei's foot-to-the-ground pass was very clever, and it happened to roll between Carvalho's running straddles. Pavlyuchenko took advantage of the gap between the left and the right, and rushed over to Terry with a shovel. He pushed the football lightly with the arch of his foot before, and the football rolled into the empty goal without hindrance, splashing a snow-white spray.

2: 0!

In the No.301 minute of the first half, Mofei passed the ball for an assist, and Pavlyuchenko scored an empty goal. The two teamed up to further expand the lead!
The process of the game seemed to be unexpectedly smooth. Tottenham, who played away, had already led the home team Chelsea by two goals in the 31st minute of the game.The fans of the visiting team in the south erupted into a tsunami of cheers again. They were really excited. In just half an hour, the team had already beaten the rivals in the same city.Tottenham fans have never been so elated, and the depression that has been suppressed by Chelsea for nearly ten seasons has been vented most comfortably.

"GOAL! The goal is scored! The goal is scored! Beautiful inside cut, beautiful push! No.301 minutes, Tottenham Hotspur scored another goal by Russian Pavlyuchenko in the away game, 2: 0! It’s unbelievable! This game has become a one-sided situation, which no one could have expected before the game. Tottenham used their solid footsteps step by step towards a breakthrough that has never been achieved in this stadium. The spell of victory strides forward!"

"Beautiful goal! Chelsea's performance is not like a super giant that once swept the Premier League. They have no power to fight back in front of Tottenham, and they are too weak! The strength of Tottenham this season is too terrifying. In the previous two league rounds plus the ongoing game, they have scored 7 goals, and their terrifying attack power is the best in the Premier League! This reminds me of last season's Bundesliga dark horse Hoffenheim, isn't it? Will they go all out like the former and successfully overthrow the traditional semi-finals monopolizing the Premier League title! Don't doubt that Tottenham have already proved that they have this ability with practical actions!"

(End of this chapter)