Chapter 574 Resurgent Udinese
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Lao Zuo
As Udinese's overall defensive formation also moved to the left, there was a small gap on the right.
In normal times, the full-back will deliberately leave a space.
Because when the offensive side passes the ball, there will be 2-3 seconds for the defensive players to adjust their positions.
But this time it was different.
Lindy braked suddenly while running.
【Third Perspective】
open!
Turn around, reverse foot, kick up.
Lindy turned sideways and sent the ball directly to the right.
"Oh!"
The ball went very fast, and Lindy passed the ball with the power of the shot.
The football appeared in a straight line in mid-air, flying towards Griezmann in front of Udinese's defense.
"Nice limit shift."
"I don't know how Lindy saw Griezmann."
"This ball is a bit like a midfield magician."
Don't wait for Lao Zhan to sigh.
In the next second, they witnessed the birth of an international superstar.
Griezmann did not cut in as Lindy told him in advance.
But after seeing Gerrard take the defender away, an idea suddenly came to his mind.
I saw him jumping sideways to the incoming ball, his body was almost level with the ground.
The left foot just slammed on the football so hard.
"Shh!"
The entire Anfield was suddenly quiet for a second, and then the fans hugged each other like crazy to celebrate.
"My God!"
"What did I see?"
"It was a super-genius shot!"
"What kind of surprise did Dalglish bring us from La Liga?"
"This is the biggest surprise!"
"This goal is definitely worthy of this year's Puskas Award, I can guarantee it."
"I feel that he is Liverpool's next Irving. With this goal, it is a pity to play right winger."
After the goal, Griezmann himself was a little unbelievable.
After seeing the referee's gesture and his teammates rushing towards him, he realized that he had indeed scored.
He turned around and found the direction of the KOP stand.
Regardless of whether there was a yellow card or not, he took off his jersey and rushed towards the stands.
"I'm Antoine, Griezmann!"
A roar announced that Griezmann, who will be regarded as the third person after Melo in the future for a short period of time, began to move towards his goal.
Lindy also rushed over and lifted him up high.
He also shouted at the KOP stands: "This is Griezmann!"
And Griezmann, who was lifted up all of a sudden, panicked.
He, a big man, was suddenly hugged and held high, what was this?
But the fans started chanting Griezmann's name frantically.
"It's so similar, one seems to be the Almighty version of Dalglish, and the other seems to be the Shadow Front version of Ian Rush." Reid's eyes were a little red.
The game was exciting, but he was a little moved by the scenes that Liverpool showed this season.
Brown on the side also agreed: "Yes, it's too similar...just like when we were young and watched football here with our parents."
Adam wiped the corners of his eyes, "I still remember, when we first met, the two of you couldn't beat the guys next door, so I beat those guys away for you!"
"Just kidding, I remember you were beaten, and Brown and I rescued you and sent you to the hospital."
Speaking of which, Reid and Brown grabbed Adam's hand from left to right and began to "hammer him".
At this moment, the train of time is slowly passing by Anfield Stadium.
That roaring figure is very much like Liverpool, the Red Army that once made the whole of Europe tremble.
Three middle-aged men with slightly bald hair stood there side by side.
Laughing and laughing, tears streaming down my face...
The passing time and old people are like the classroom on campus that can never go back.
Together with their youthful memories, they all stayed in yesterday.
"Well, I've decided to have another child, and all this will always have to be faced."
There were still tears on Reid's cheeks, but there was a smile in his eyes: "Even if one day I leave, someone will cheer for me in the KOP stands!"
Brown and Adam look at each other: he's finally out of it.
The screen returns to the field,
The game of one-sided attack is still going on. For Udinese, the time now is a bit tormented.
But at this time, Quedolin suddenly changed himself.
He began to direct the game directly with his own voice on the sidelines, as if he was playing live.
"Asamoah, go up, get in his position, get your feet moving."
"Amelo, haven't you eaten breakfast? Shovel him, are you the goalkeeper? Do you own the goal?"
"Pingqi, have you joined an environmental protection organization this season?? Vegetarian??"
"Isla, if you continue to take a walk, I will go back to the reserve team tomorrow, and I will do it."
"Basta..."
For a while, Quidolin's voice kept ringing on the court.
Even the fans behind the visiting team's bench frowned, "Isn't this guy too unqualified? Why is he full of swear words?"
"That's right, he's still shoveling people. Who does he want to shovel? Lin, kill them and send them to God!"
"Lin, shovel them over, don't be shy!"
Everyone seemed to have found a way to fight back, and they began to encourage the players on the field to fight back.
But one little boy frowned: "Wait a minute, aren't we attacking? Do you want Lindy to take the ball and tackle someone?"
"Uh......"
All the yelling stopped instantly, everyone, you look at me, and I look at you.
It seems that.......is such a truth.
But after Quidolin's energetic command, the Udinese players on the field began to slow down.
The familiar shouting made them feel that this is not Anfield, but a Serie A stadium.
The mentality of the players has gradually returned to normal.
After a few 10 minutes of confusion in the first half, the situation on the field began to change.
The reinforced concrete defense that has been proven in Serie A this season is back.
The game time is 41 minutes.
Lindy planned to find Griezmann to continue to cooperate on the right, but did not wait for him to pass the ball.
Ping Qi directly dribbled the ball and sent Lindy off the field.
Not to mention Lindy, even Dalglish on the sidelines and the audience were stunned.
These days, is there anyone who tackles the ball from Lindy's feet? ?
Lindy himself was also a little dazed, he only felt that his stressed foot had just been hit.
It's not a shovel, but the body is brought to its supporting foot after the shovel.
This ball...a good shovel!
He got up slowly, and sent the first compliment of the day to Pingqi.
"Ouch, we saw that Qi Ping directly shoveled Lindy out."
"There was no foul, and the ball was on Lindy's head."
"From the slow motion, the ball finally bounced to Lindy's feet and went out of bounds."
Xiao Ma looked at Lindy with eyes full of stars: "Look, Lindy still gave Pingqi a thumbs up in a very gracious manner."
Ping Qi was a little worried that his movements would be too big, after all, he was at the opponent's home court.
It is also normal to eat cards.
But he didn't wait for a foul, and he didn't wait for a yellow card.
Instead, he waited for the ball and Lindy's appreciation.
All of a sudden, even the 31-year-old Ping Qi felt a little embarrassed.
Who is Lindy?
He is an opponent, and at the same time, [World One Waist].
FIFA's best midfielder of the year!
"No wonder you can form a three-king hegemony pattern with Melo, this kind of bearing..."
He looked at Lindy's back in the distance, and admired him sincerely.
In normal times, the full-back will deliberately leave a space.
Because when the offensive side passes the ball, there will be 2-3 seconds for the defensive players to adjust their positions.
But this time it was different.
Lindy braked suddenly while running.
【Third Perspective】
open!
Turn around, reverse foot, kick up.
Lindy turned sideways and sent the ball directly to the right.
"Oh!"
The ball went very fast, and Lindy passed the ball with the power of the shot.
The football appeared in a straight line in mid-air, flying towards Griezmann in front of Udinese's defense.
"Nice limit shift."
"I don't know how Lindy saw Griezmann."
"This ball is a bit like a midfield magician."
Don't wait for Lao Zhan to sigh.
In the next second, they witnessed the birth of an international superstar.
Griezmann did not cut in as Lindy told him in advance.
But after seeing Gerrard take the defender away, an idea suddenly came to his mind.
I saw him jumping sideways to the incoming ball, his body was almost level with the ground.
The left foot just slammed on the football so hard.
"Shh!"
The entire Anfield was suddenly quiet for a second, and then the fans hugged each other like crazy to celebrate.
"My God!"
"What did I see?"
"It was a super-genius shot!"
"What kind of surprise did Dalglish bring us from La Liga?"
"This is the biggest surprise!"
"This goal is definitely worthy of this year's Puskas Award, I can guarantee it."
"I feel that he is Liverpool's next Irving. With this goal, it is a pity to play right winger."
After the goal, Griezmann himself was a little unbelievable.
After seeing the referee's gesture and his teammates rushing towards him, he realized that he had indeed scored.
He turned around and found the direction of the KOP stand.
Regardless of whether there was a yellow card or not, he took off his jersey and rushed towards the stands.
"I'm Antoine, Griezmann!"
A roar announced that Griezmann, who will be regarded as the third person after Melo in the future for a short period of time, began to move towards his goal.
Lindy also rushed over and lifted him up high.
He also shouted at the KOP stands: "This is Griezmann!"
And Griezmann, who was lifted up all of a sudden, panicked.
He, a big man, was suddenly hugged and held high, what was this?
But the fans started chanting Griezmann's name frantically.
"It's so similar, one seems to be the Almighty version of Dalglish, and the other seems to be the Shadow Front version of Ian Rush." Reid's eyes were a little red.
The game was exciting, but he was a little moved by the scenes that Liverpool showed this season.
Brown on the side also agreed: "Yes, it's too similar...just like when we were young and watched football here with our parents."
Adam wiped the corners of his eyes, "I still remember, when we first met, the two of you couldn't beat the guys next door, so I beat those guys away for you!"
"Just kidding, I remember you were beaten, and Brown and I rescued you and sent you to the hospital."
Speaking of which, Reid and Brown grabbed Adam's hand from left to right and began to "hammer him".
At this moment, the train of time is slowly passing by Anfield Stadium.
That roaring figure is very much like Liverpool, the Red Army that once made the whole of Europe tremble.
Three middle-aged men with slightly bald hair stood there side by side.
Laughing and laughing, tears streaming down my face...
The passing time and old people are like the classroom on campus that can never go back.
Together with their youthful memories, they all stayed in yesterday.
"Well, I've decided to have another child, and all this will always have to be faced."
There were still tears on Reid's cheeks, but there was a smile in his eyes: "Even if one day I leave, someone will cheer for me in the KOP stands!"
Brown and Adam look at each other: he's finally out of it.
The screen returns to the field,
The game of one-sided attack is still going on. For Udinese, the time now is a bit tormented.
But at this time, Quedolin suddenly changed himself.
He began to direct the game directly with his own voice on the sidelines, as if he was playing live.
"Asamoah, go up, get in his position, get your feet moving."
"Amelo, haven't you eaten breakfast? Shovel him, are you the goalkeeper? Do you own the goal?"
"Pingqi, have you joined an environmental protection organization this season?? Vegetarian??"
"Isla, if you continue to take a walk, I will go back to the reserve team tomorrow, and I will do it."
"Basta..."
For a while, Quidolin's voice kept ringing on the court.
Even the fans behind the visiting team's bench frowned, "Isn't this guy too unqualified? Why is he full of swear words?"
"That's right, he's still shoveling people. Who does he want to shovel? Lin, kill them and send them to God!"
"Lin, shovel them over, don't be shy!"
Everyone seemed to have found a way to fight back, and they began to encourage the players on the field to fight back.
But one little boy frowned: "Wait a minute, aren't we attacking? Do you want Lindy to take the ball and tackle someone?"
"Uh......"
All the yelling stopped instantly, everyone, you look at me, and I look at you.
It seems that.......is such a truth.
But after Quidolin's energetic command, the Udinese players on the field began to slow down.
The familiar shouting made them feel that this is not Anfield, but a Serie A stadium.
The mentality of the players has gradually returned to normal.
After a few 10 minutes of confusion in the first half, the situation on the field began to change.
The reinforced concrete defense that has been proven in Serie A this season is back.
The game time is 41 minutes.
Lindy planned to find Griezmann to continue to cooperate on the right, but did not wait for him to pass the ball.
Ping Qi directly dribbled the ball and sent Lindy off the field.
Not to mention Lindy, even Dalglish on the sidelines and the audience were stunned.
These days, is there anyone who tackles the ball from Lindy's feet? ?
Lindy himself was also a little dazed, he only felt that his stressed foot had just been hit.
It's not a shovel, but the body is brought to its supporting foot after the shovel.
This ball...a good shovel!
He got up slowly, and sent the first compliment of the day to Pingqi.
"Ouch, we saw that Qi Ping directly shoveled Lindy out."
"There was no foul, and the ball was on Lindy's head."
"From the slow motion, the ball finally bounced to Lindy's feet and went out of bounds."
Xiao Ma looked at Lindy with eyes full of stars: "Look, Lindy still gave Pingqi a thumbs up in a very gracious manner."
Ping Qi was a little worried that his movements would be too big, after all, he was at the opponent's home court.
It is also normal to eat cards.
But he didn't wait for a foul, and he didn't wait for a yellow card.
Instead, he waited for the ball and Lindy's appreciation.
All of a sudden, even the 31-year-old Ping Qi felt a little embarrassed.
Who is Lindy?
He is an opponent, and at the same time, [World One Waist].
FIFA's best midfielder of the year!
"No wonder you can form a three-king hegemony pattern with Melo, this kind of bearing..."
He looked at Lindy's back in the distance, and admired him sincerely.
