Chapter 818 Did You Forget?
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Lao Zuo
De Gea looked at Maguire who fell to the ground, then at Daniel Agger who was unresponsive, and then at the football in the net, a little confused.
Why did this suddenly pop up to grab a spot?
Lindy clenched his fists tightly as he listened to the frenzied celebration at the scene.
He looked around coldly for a while, and after a long while, he finally let out a bad breath, and Lucas who was beside him also came to him: "Lin, I think we are in trouble."
Yes, everyone can see that Liverpool are a little embarrassed by Everton's reckless style of play.
Suarez and Salah on the front line, Griezmann and Coutinho in the midfield are a little scared.
They are not players who are good at their bodies, and everyone knows that in this intensive schedule, if they suffer even a small injury, they will miss at least 8 games.
It was a very dire consequence, and Lindy could see fear in their eyes.
He patted Lucas on the shoulder: "Wait a little bit later." After speaking, he walked towards Maguire.
McKelly watched anxiously from the sidelines, and Dalglish was also anxious among the fans. There were less than 1000 red-shirted fans guarding the King in the middle, but their anger was burning like the jerseys.
The autumn sun is particularly warm, shining the whole stadium like a furnace, just like the atmosphere of the two teams now.
When the game resumed, the referee Weber's forehead, which had not yet broken a sweat, faintly seeped fine beads of sweat.
In just 1 minute, Salah and Suarez were brought down consecutively in the frontcourt.
It was just because the resistance of the two was not very fierce, they just fell to the ground, and the referee did not call a foul.
But he soon regretted it. Suarez was knocked down from the side in the aerial battle with Jagielka.
Now, Lindy retaliates in the same way, no, fight for the top.
After denying Liverpool's pass, Baines received Jagielka's pass and Everton countered quickly and firmly.
A long pass and the ball is sent directly to the midfield.
Gibson glanced at Fellaini in the frontcourt, ready to make a header ferry.
The next moment, his eyes went dark, and before he could see clearly, he lost all feeling in his shoulders. After a trance, his vision briefly entered the darkness.
"beep~"
The referee Webb waited for a second, but still called Lindy's foul.
Lindy just stood there, waiting for the football that was pushed into the sky by him to slowly fall down.
Fellaini hurried up and wanted to make a quick move, but was bumped by Lindy's shoulder again. The latter didn't expect that Lindy would take the initiative to provoke, so he staggered back a few steps without checking for a while.
Lin Di slowly caught the football and walked towards the referee: "The ball 30 seconds ago was not a foul, so is this my foul?"
The referee Weber stretched out his hands, his eyes wandered, and he didn't answer Lindy, but just stretched out his hand to make Lindy back.
Everton players took the opportunity to rush up and try to take the football from Lindy.
But Lindy just held on to the football, fixed his eyes on the referee, and continued to ask: "What's the difference?"
"I have my penalty scale, are you challenging me?" The referee Weber saw the Everton players coming up, and suddenly gained confidence.
Although this reason is very strange, he took the initiative to explain it, and his right hand unconsciously touched his pocket.
"Calm down!"
Lao Zhan was very impatient: "Lindy must keep calm at this time, and it will be troublesome if he is punished!"
Xiao Ma is also very worried. In this game, Lindy has pressed the referee three times in a row, and this time he directly held the ball and pressed hard.
Seeing the referee's appearance, Lindy's expression changed several times, and finally he gritted his teeth, vigorously shook off the interference of the two behind him, and threw the ball to the referee.
? !
The referee, who was about to give Lindy a yellow card, instinctively reached out to catch the football, and almost missed it in a hurry.
Weber looked at the football in his hand in confusion, and the action of drawing out the yellow card was naturally interrupted.
He froze for a moment, and finally handed the ball to Fellaini without continuing to give cards.
Everton is not happy right away, why not give the agreed card?
Gibson, who was knocked down just now, came up and asked: "Isn't this a card? At least give a yellow card as a warning."
Facing the Everton players who were making progress, the referee turned around and ignored them.
Damn, no matter how much money you give next time, you won't be able to enforce the Derby. It's really troublesome.
Lao Zhan endured it for a while, and finally held back his laughter: "Lindy's move is worth learning from other players, and it allowed him to escape a yellow card."
McKelly on the sidelines had never had the experience of directing on the spot. He turned his head and couldn't help but look for Dalglish's position, wanting to get some instructions.
But soon, he felt that he didn't need to stand on the sidelines, because that small stand became the focus of the entire Goodison Park stadium.
"Lin, fuck them!"
A tidy roar suddenly sounded from the stands in the corner, and all the players on the field heard the roar of thousands of people.
Lindy turned his head and looked there. On a small piece of red stands, many fans pointed in the same direction, like a red chrysanthemum, surrounding Dalglish in the middle.
What's so special about this?
Not only Lin Di was dumbfounded, but everyone else was also dumbfounded.
Moyes even rushed directly to the fourth official: "Does the referee not care about this situation?"
The fourth official stepped back and explained: "Please calm down, the referee has no right to punish fans who shout."
During the conversation between the two, the situation on the field changed suddenly.
Gibson, who had just been knocked over by Lindy, shoveled Lucas directly near the arc of the middle circle. The referee was hesitating, and Lindy also returned a flying shovel.
This time, Lindy didn't have any strength left in the tackle. While protecting the football, he got up quickly.
Gibson crashed directly into Lindy's back, as if a Dongfeng Nissan crashed into domestic toughened glass.
A terrifying scream made the surrounding players swallow their saliva involuntarily.
After Lindy got up, he didn't push forward quickly. He turned his head and glanced at Gibson, and spread his hands, looking very helpless.
You see, he hit me, so don't blame the blunt knife!
Then, out of the corner of his eye, he saw a blue figure rushing towards him, with a slight sneer on the corner of his mouth.
He still didn't move, his breath sank to his dantian, his body slightly squatted down and got off the horse.
3,2,1
Lindy slammed to the right!
There was only a muffled groan, and the fans on the scene exclaimed with many boos.
Lindy turned to look at the blue figure again.
You are very interesting, have you forgotten my other title [Super Beast Waist]? ?
Facing the dumbfounded referee and Everton players, Lindy finally moved.
......
Why did this suddenly pop up to grab a spot?
Lindy clenched his fists tightly as he listened to the frenzied celebration at the scene.
He looked around coldly for a while, and after a long while, he finally let out a bad breath, and Lucas who was beside him also came to him: "Lin, I think we are in trouble."
Yes, everyone can see that Liverpool are a little embarrassed by Everton's reckless style of play.
Suarez and Salah on the front line, Griezmann and Coutinho in the midfield are a little scared.
They are not players who are good at their bodies, and everyone knows that in this intensive schedule, if they suffer even a small injury, they will miss at least 8 games.
It was a very dire consequence, and Lindy could see fear in their eyes.
He patted Lucas on the shoulder: "Wait a little bit later." After speaking, he walked towards Maguire.
McKelly watched anxiously from the sidelines, and Dalglish was also anxious among the fans. There were less than 1000 red-shirted fans guarding the King in the middle, but their anger was burning like the jerseys.
The autumn sun is particularly warm, shining the whole stadium like a furnace, just like the atmosphere of the two teams now.
When the game resumed, the referee Weber's forehead, which had not yet broken a sweat, faintly seeped fine beads of sweat.
In just 1 minute, Salah and Suarez were brought down consecutively in the frontcourt.
It was just because the resistance of the two was not very fierce, they just fell to the ground, and the referee did not call a foul.
But he soon regretted it. Suarez was knocked down from the side in the aerial battle with Jagielka.
Now, Lindy retaliates in the same way, no, fight for the top.
After denying Liverpool's pass, Baines received Jagielka's pass and Everton countered quickly and firmly.
A long pass and the ball is sent directly to the midfield.
Gibson glanced at Fellaini in the frontcourt, ready to make a header ferry.
The next moment, his eyes went dark, and before he could see clearly, he lost all feeling in his shoulders. After a trance, his vision briefly entered the darkness.
"beep~"
The referee Webb waited for a second, but still called Lindy's foul.
Lindy just stood there, waiting for the football that was pushed into the sky by him to slowly fall down.
Fellaini hurried up and wanted to make a quick move, but was bumped by Lindy's shoulder again. The latter didn't expect that Lindy would take the initiative to provoke, so he staggered back a few steps without checking for a while.
Lin Di slowly caught the football and walked towards the referee: "The ball 30 seconds ago was not a foul, so is this my foul?"
The referee Weber stretched out his hands, his eyes wandered, and he didn't answer Lindy, but just stretched out his hand to make Lindy back.
Everton players took the opportunity to rush up and try to take the football from Lindy.
But Lindy just held on to the football, fixed his eyes on the referee, and continued to ask: "What's the difference?"
"I have my penalty scale, are you challenging me?" The referee Weber saw the Everton players coming up, and suddenly gained confidence.
Although this reason is very strange, he took the initiative to explain it, and his right hand unconsciously touched his pocket.
"Calm down!"
Lao Zhan was very impatient: "Lindy must keep calm at this time, and it will be troublesome if he is punished!"
Xiao Ma is also very worried. In this game, Lindy has pressed the referee three times in a row, and this time he directly held the ball and pressed hard.
Seeing the referee's appearance, Lindy's expression changed several times, and finally he gritted his teeth, vigorously shook off the interference of the two behind him, and threw the ball to the referee.
? !
The referee, who was about to give Lindy a yellow card, instinctively reached out to catch the football, and almost missed it in a hurry.
Weber looked at the football in his hand in confusion, and the action of drawing out the yellow card was naturally interrupted.
He froze for a moment, and finally handed the ball to Fellaini without continuing to give cards.
Everton is not happy right away, why not give the agreed card?
Gibson, who was knocked down just now, came up and asked: "Isn't this a card? At least give a yellow card as a warning."
Facing the Everton players who were making progress, the referee turned around and ignored them.
Damn, no matter how much money you give next time, you won't be able to enforce the Derby. It's really troublesome.
Lao Zhan endured it for a while, and finally held back his laughter: "Lindy's move is worth learning from other players, and it allowed him to escape a yellow card."
McKelly on the sidelines had never had the experience of directing on the spot. He turned his head and couldn't help but look for Dalglish's position, wanting to get some instructions.
But soon, he felt that he didn't need to stand on the sidelines, because that small stand became the focus of the entire Goodison Park stadium.
"Lin, fuck them!"
A tidy roar suddenly sounded from the stands in the corner, and all the players on the field heard the roar of thousands of people.
Lindy turned his head and looked there. On a small piece of red stands, many fans pointed in the same direction, like a red chrysanthemum, surrounding Dalglish in the middle.
What's so special about this?
Not only Lin Di was dumbfounded, but everyone else was also dumbfounded.
Moyes even rushed directly to the fourth official: "Does the referee not care about this situation?"
The fourth official stepped back and explained: "Please calm down, the referee has no right to punish fans who shout."
During the conversation between the two, the situation on the field changed suddenly.
Gibson, who had just been knocked over by Lindy, shoveled Lucas directly near the arc of the middle circle. The referee was hesitating, and Lindy also returned a flying shovel.
This time, Lindy didn't have any strength left in the tackle. While protecting the football, he got up quickly.
Gibson crashed directly into Lindy's back, as if a Dongfeng Nissan crashed into domestic toughened glass.
A terrifying scream made the surrounding players swallow their saliva involuntarily.
After Lindy got up, he didn't push forward quickly. He turned his head and glanced at Gibson, and spread his hands, looking very helpless.
You see, he hit me, so don't blame the blunt knife!
Then, out of the corner of his eye, he saw a blue figure rushing towards him, with a slight sneer on the corner of his mouth.
He still didn't move, his breath sank to his dantian, his body slightly squatted down and got off the horse.
3,2,1
Lindy slammed to the right!
There was only a muffled groan, and the fans on the scene exclaimed with many boos.
Lindy turned to look at the blue figure again.
You are very interesting, have you forgotten my other title [Super Beast Waist]? ?
Facing the dumbfounded referee and Everton players, Lindy finally moved.
......
