Chapter 835 Come again!
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Lao Zuo
"Oh~~~"
The St. James Stadium was full of exclamations. Vardy advanced extremely fast, but after Lindy caught up with a stride, he directly destroyed the attack with a clean tackle.
However, when Vardy stood up to protest that it was a foul, Lindy didn't get up immediately.
The camera at the scene focused directly on Lindy who was lying on the ground. His chest was heaving up and down, his eyes were closed tightly, and he was touching his thigh with one hand, presumably because he touched the "wound" in the collision just now.
"Well, it seems that Lindy's condition is not very good. Let's take a look at the slow-motion playback... Ouch, this kick hits Lindy's thigh wrapped in muscle."
The worries of Lao Zhan and Xiao Ma were written on their faces, and the concerns of Liverpool fans at the scene were also written on their faces. Many fans in front of the TV had already made prayer gestures.
What's more, it has already begun to criticize McKelly for not replacing Lindy.
"It's a crime. Lindy is only 23 years old. Isn't he going to lose his career?"
"What? Do you think the team is too [smooth] now? Does it have to be reimbursed for the season?"
McKelly naturally couldn't hear these criticisms, but he was also under a lot of pressure now, turned his head and shouted directly: "Ronaldinho!"
The latter has long realized that it is not good, and is about to take off his clothes to play. Giroud next to him is gritting his teeth tightly. He can't help at all in this situation.
Behind the bench, Lucas, Maguire, Shaheen, Joe Cole, Daniel Agger and others leaned on crutches and wore sunglasses, helping each other to watch the game.
If it weren't for the suits on several people, it would really look like the troops who had just returned to England from Dunkirk during World War II.
The eyes of several people were full of concern. They were already like this, but they didn't want Lindy to join them again.
When everyone was worried, Lindy on the court opened his eyes suddenly and stood up immediately:
"Come again!"
The roar was full of Lindy's determination, no matter who the opponent was, there was absolutely no reason to back down.
"Look...Look at this, Lindy should be fine." Lao Zhan's tone was very uncertain, he hadn't seen this situation several times.
The surrounding teammates looked at Lindy in surprise, and the blood in his body seemed to be boiling at this moment.
Gerrard even patted Henderson on the back hard: "It's our turn to attack!"
Suarez put his hands on his hips, looked at Lindy with a wry smile, and then turned around: "It's the same as the World Cup final... Forget it, I'll accompany you through this experience!"
Griezmann looked at Lindy who was full of fighting spirit, as if no difficulty could defeat him, thought of his teammates in the national team, and sighed: "Whenever there is a Lindy in France, it would be great."
Following Lindy's standing up and roaring, the Liverpool players turned around in unison, facing Newcastle's goal.
Ready to attack!
Ronaldinho on the sidelines unconsciously stopped tying his shoelaces, got up and stood beside McKelly: "Just let him go crazy once."
On the other side, Flores licked his lips and shook his head unconsciously: "This is Lindy, we are in trouble."
Yes, Newcastle are in trouble.
Since Lindy stood up again in the anticipation, the Liverpool fans at the scene cheered for the team like crazy.
The three old men, Reed, Adam, and Brown even took off their shirts, revealing their chest hair with tattoos, and stood at the front of the line, screaming at the top of their lungs!
For a while, the momentum of the small visiting team stands actually overwhelmed the Newcastle fans at St. James' Park.
The Red Army's No.12 came off the bench!
The game time is 61 minutes.
Lindy received a throw from De Gea, and before he could turn around, Vardy was already pressing up behind him.
Lindy has a leg injury, everyone can see it, but if you don't end, don't blame others for staring at you.
Vardy used both hands and feet, trying to use his body to break the ball from Lindy's feet.
But in the next second, with a light hand, the person in front of him suddenly disappeared in a flash.
The exclamation and instinct at the scene made Vardy turn around in a hurry, but he only saw the back of No. 6.
Who said you can't start dribbling from the backcourt?
Under the surprised and reasonable eyes of the fans, Lindy directly dribbled the ball across the half, and Liverpool's six-man midfield team went forward without reservation, completely trusting Lindy.
In Flores' tactics, there is indeed no arrangement to prevent the opponent's defender from attacking. Cabaye and Kanter looked at each other, and the former took a step directly.
But Lindy seemed to be waiting for this, and then he crossed the middle circle and made a move. With a grunt unknown to outsiders, Lindy sent a pass with the outside of his right foot.
It was still a familiar arc, and I found a familiar person.
Griezmann on the right immediately threw off Thornton behind him and took the initiative to catch the ball.
Thornton, who stretched out his hand, hurriedly followed, stuck Griezmann's turning route, and forced the opponent to pass back.
But pressing and pressing, his teammates rushed behind him, and Griezmann in front of him also ran towards the middle.
As soon as Thornton turned his head, he saw Glen Johnson who was about to rush into the penalty area.
It turned out that Griezmann had already rubbed the ball to the side with his heel while catching the ball, and Glenn Johnson, who followed him, went directly to the bottom and smashed through the entire side.
cross?
Before the center back Williamson came up, Glenn Johnson went straight into the penalty area.
Flores on the sidelines suddenly stood up from his seat, and before he could roar, the long-awaited inverted triangle pass by Liverpool fans had arrived.
On the edge of the penalty area, that familiar figure rushed from the backcourt to the frontcourt.
"Stop him!"
Krull only had time to shout this, and the two defenders had already rushed forward.
Lindy raised his foot and smiled faintly.
The football slid past him, Lindy's right leg was not put down, and on his left, on the edge of the penalty area, Liverpool's No. 8 came into view.
The middle door is already wide open, and I will leave it to him.
The heavy artillery in the world---Steven Gerrard!
"Oh!"
The sky over St James's Stadium was dyed a touch of red.
Only the fans of the visiting team were cheering. The fans of Newcastle couldn't believe it. Their team fell so far behind, and the good situation came to an end!
"Goal in, Gerrard!"
"With a bow and an arrow, it is majestic!"
"Liverpool's smooth attack has shown us another possibility."
"If they can win this game, three days later, Liverpool will face Shakhtar Donetsk in the Champions League, and seven days later, they will go to the Blue Bridge to challenge Chelsea."
"After finishing these three games, the most difficult hurdle in the devil's schedule has completely passed, come on, Liverpool!"
......
The St. James Stadium was full of exclamations. Vardy advanced extremely fast, but after Lindy caught up with a stride, he directly destroyed the attack with a clean tackle.
However, when Vardy stood up to protest that it was a foul, Lindy didn't get up immediately.
The camera at the scene focused directly on Lindy who was lying on the ground. His chest was heaving up and down, his eyes were closed tightly, and he was touching his thigh with one hand, presumably because he touched the "wound" in the collision just now.
"Well, it seems that Lindy's condition is not very good. Let's take a look at the slow-motion playback... Ouch, this kick hits Lindy's thigh wrapped in muscle."
The worries of Lao Zhan and Xiao Ma were written on their faces, and the concerns of Liverpool fans at the scene were also written on their faces. Many fans in front of the TV had already made prayer gestures.
What's more, it has already begun to criticize McKelly for not replacing Lindy.
"It's a crime. Lindy is only 23 years old. Isn't he going to lose his career?"
"What? Do you think the team is too [smooth] now? Does it have to be reimbursed for the season?"
McKelly naturally couldn't hear these criticisms, but he was also under a lot of pressure now, turned his head and shouted directly: "Ronaldinho!"
The latter has long realized that it is not good, and is about to take off his clothes to play. Giroud next to him is gritting his teeth tightly. He can't help at all in this situation.
Behind the bench, Lucas, Maguire, Shaheen, Joe Cole, Daniel Agger and others leaned on crutches and wore sunglasses, helping each other to watch the game.
If it weren't for the suits on several people, it would really look like the troops who had just returned to England from Dunkirk during World War II.
The eyes of several people were full of concern. They were already like this, but they didn't want Lindy to join them again.
When everyone was worried, Lindy on the court opened his eyes suddenly and stood up immediately:
"Come again!"
The roar was full of Lindy's determination, no matter who the opponent was, there was absolutely no reason to back down.
"Look...Look at this, Lindy should be fine." Lao Zhan's tone was very uncertain, he hadn't seen this situation several times.
The surrounding teammates looked at Lindy in surprise, and the blood in his body seemed to be boiling at this moment.
Gerrard even patted Henderson on the back hard: "It's our turn to attack!"
Suarez put his hands on his hips, looked at Lindy with a wry smile, and then turned around: "It's the same as the World Cup final... Forget it, I'll accompany you through this experience!"
Griezmann looked at Lindy who was full of fighting spirit, as if no difficulty could defeat him, thought of his teammates in the national team, and sighed: "Whenever there is a Lindy in France, it would be great."
Following Lindy's standing up and roaring, the Liverpool players turned around in unison, facing Newcastle's goal.
Ready to attack!
Ronaldinho on the sidelines unconsciously stopped tying his shoelaces, got up and stood beside McKelly: "Just let him go crazy once."
On the other side, Flores licked his lips and shook his head unconsciously: "This is Lindy, we are in trouble."
Yes, Newcastle are in trouble.
Since Lindy stood up again in the anticipation, the Liverpool fans at the scene cheered for the team like crazy.
The three old men, Reed, Adam, and Brown even took off their shirts, revealing their chest hair with tattoos, and stood at the front of the line, screaming at the top of their lungs!
For a while, the momentum of the small visiting team stands actually overwhelmed the Newcastle fans at St. James' Park.
The Red Army's No.12 came off the bench!
The game time is 61 minutes.
Lindy received a throw from De Gea, and before he could turn around, Vardy was already pressing up behind him.
Lindy has a leg injury, everyone can see it, but if you don't end, don't blame others for staring at you.
Vardy used both hands and feet, trying to use his body to break the ball from Lindy's feet.
But in the next second, with a light hand, the person in front of him suddenly disappeared in a flash.
The exclamation and instinct at the scene made Vardy turn around in a hurry, but he only saw the back of No. 6.
Who said you can't start dribbling from the backcourt?
Under the surprised and reasonable eyes of the fans, Lindy directly dribbled the ball across the half, and Liverpool's six-man midfield team went forward without reservation, completely trusting Lindy.
In Flores' tactics, there is indeed no arrangement to prevent the opponent's defender from attacking. Cabaye and Kanter looked at each other, and the former took a step directly.
But Lindy seemed to be waiting for this, and then he crossed the middle circle and made a move. With a grunt unknown to outsiders, Lindy sent a pass with the outside of his right foot.
It was still a familiar arc, and I found a familiar person.
Griezmann on the right immediately threw off Thornton behind him and took the initiative to catch the ball.
Thornton, who stretched out his hand, hurriedly followed, stuck Griezmann's turning route, and forced the opponent to pass back.
But pressing and pressing, his teammates rushed behind him, and Griezmann in front of him also ran towards the middle.
As soon as Thornton turned his head, he saw Glen Johnson who was about to rush into the penalty area.
It turned out that Griezmann had already rubbed the ball to the side with his heel while catching the ball, and Glenn Johnson, who followed him, went directly to the bottom and smashed through the entire side.
cross?
Before the center back Williamson came up, Glenn Johnson went straight into the penalty area.
Flores on the sidelines suddenly stood up from his seat, and before he could roar, the long-awaited inverted triangle pass by Liverpool fans had arrived.
On the edge of the penalty area, that familiar figure rushed from the backcourt to the frontcourt.
"Stop him!"
Krull only had time to shout this, and the two defenders had already rushed forward.
Lindy raised his foot and smiled faintly.
The football slid past him, Lindy's right leg was not put down, and on his left, on the edge of the penalty area, Liverpool's No. 8 came into view.
The middle door is already wide open, and I will leave it to him.
The heavy artillery in the world---Steven Gerrard!
"Oh!"
The sky over St James's Stadium was dyed a touch of red.
Only the fans of the visiting team were cheering. The fans of Newcastle couldn't believe it. Their team fell so far behind, and the good situation came to an end!
"Goal in, Gerrard!"
"With a bow and an arrow, it is majestic!"
"Liverpool's smooth attack has shown us another possibility."
"If they can win this game, three days later, Liverpool will face Shakhtar Donetsk in the Champions League, and seven days later, they will go to the Blue Bridge to challenge Chelsea."
"After finishing these three games, the most difficult hurdle in the devil's schedule has completely passed, come on, Liverpool!"
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