Chapter 949 Ignore You

After West Ham United made a steal in the backcourt, after the midfielder Mendieta got the ball, he directly sent a long pass to Henry.

Danger! Mourinho Direnji stood up from the coach's bench. If the ball is lost again. Tottenham have no chance of equalizing. Moreover, the fighting spirit of the players that had finally been rekindled by the gambling between Lin Feng and Suleiman would also be completely shattered by this ball.

All the Tottenham Hotspur players in the front field stopped, staring blankly at the ball flying in the air, hoping that it would not pass to Henry's feet.

It's a pity that Mendieta at his peak was the best midfielder on the planet. His passing was no less than that of Beckham, and the ball was accurately stuffed at Henry's feet. Fortunately, Carvalho, who has never left the back line, posted it immediately.

Turning around, changing sets, making an emergency stop, and breaking through, Henry used a series of fake moves to sway past Carvalho, who was close to defending, but just swayed past Carvalho, and there was a blackness in front of him, the Italian central defender from the Mediterranean concrete defense. Navarro posted it. He has long seen that Henry, who is in a high start, cannot be defended by Carvalho alone, so he made up for it in advance.

Henry secretly thought something was wrong, knowing that the ball was about to be lost, he gritted his teeth, and glanced at him knowingly, and found that his teammate Vieri had appeared at the front of the penalty area, and there was no one guarding him. My mind changed sharply, and then I rushed out before Cannavaro came.

Vieri was overjoyed when he saw the ball coming. As long as he gets the ball, in Vieri's current peak state, this kind of single-handedly. Must enter!

unexpectedly. Just as Vieri was about to get the ball, a black shadow flashed out and intercepted the ball halfway.

Everyone was shocked and looked at Cristiano Ronaldo!

Wasn't he still in the frontcourt just now? Once Vieri was terrified, Henry was also puzzled, he didn't understand how this Luo suddenly appeared in the backcourt.

Damn it, is this his tactic! Capello looked at Mourinho clenching his fist in the distance. I muttered to myself.

Mourinho raised his fists high! This is his tactic, a tactic that balances the team's offense and defense, and allows Luo to sacrifice a certain amount of freedom to attack. Now it's finally paying off. If this game can be won. This group of young players will definitely grow up quickly. These young players are not bad at all. Even better than the main players. What is lacking is the experience of the competition and the ability to attack key battles. After experiencing such a difficult competition, they will have the strength to challenge the existing main lineup.

At that time, I will face the troubles of happiness - Mourinho smiled.

, Luo! Lo! Lo! "Lin Feng witnessed Mendieta's pass,

Heartbroken and almost kneaded into a ball. Unexpectedly, in the end it turned around. Luo broke out halfway and intercepted the pass, which made Lin Feng overjoyed. Originally, Lin Feng breathed a sigh of relief and was about to drink a glass of beer, suppressing his shock, but out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at Suleiman, who was gloomy, and his eyes rolled suddenly. It would be terrible if he didn't get angry with him at this time.

Therefore, Lin Feng jumped up from the sand, raised his arms and cheered loudly, congratulating Luo Qing, with that cheering expression, cheering movements, and complacent eyes, the Arabian robe on Suleiman's body trembled in anger, It's too irritating, this person is too irritating, this is clearly a naked provocation.

"Mr. Lin, now your team is lagging behind!" Suleiman snorted and said.

Lin Feng didn't pay attention to Suleiman. No matter how many times it lags behind, now you should be astonished and you should be astonished, and you should be showing off.

The so-called happiness in life must be full of joy, don't let the golden cup be empty to the moon! Especially now that he can anger Suleiman, there are not many such opportunities.

Hmph, just be proud of yourself, let me see what you will do after the team loses later! Suleiman turned his head away, not looking at Lin Feng.

At this moment, Luo, who had just adjusted his breath, began to break through with the ball frantically. Although he sacrificed himself for Mourinho's tactics, it does not mean that he cannot attack. On the contrary, Mourinho also gave him absolute freedom on the wing. It just needs him to judge the situation and pass the ball more, and at the same time remove unnecessary fancy moves.

breakthrough! breakthrough! Breaking through Luo's forced breakthrough, he went all the way to the backcourt of West Ham United. Amidst Capello's loud curses, Luo made a forcible turn and changed the line, making a move to cut into the penalty area. West Ham United's Aldair pressed hard. Come over, block the route, unexpectedly Luo made another buckle, and then shot furiously!

West Ham United goalkeeper Abbiati didn't react at all, he just looked back, and the ball flew into the nest whistling at almost zero angle!

The audience was dumbfounded! The originally boiling West Ham United fans were dumbfounded, they were stunned by Luo's goal!

World wave! This is definitely a super world wave! A Tottenham Hotspur fan was boiling. They witnessed one. The appearance of super world wave.

Mourinho even learned the posture of flying, and ran all the way to the corner flag of Luo Qingqing. He bumped fists heavily with Luo. Today he used the right tactics and chose the right person, Luo did not live up to his trust!

The commentators on the scene continued to praise and ridicule Qi Yumenwei's works day by day. Ben Yao has spoken many balls, and frankly. For the first time, Tottenham gave birth to a superstar. Regardless of whether the goal was lucky or not, but in such a critical battle, scoring such a beautiful goal, it can be said that one goal became famous!

At this time, Lin Fengben in the box was still celebrating Luo's return to defense, destroying West Ham United's attack. Unexpectedly, before Lin Feng sat down, he saw Luo's wonderful goal, and he jumped up again, and this time he jumped extremely high, as if a basketball player was about to slam dunk. Almost touching the ceiling, there was a loud joy in the mouth o bibibi o planing and then fell to the ground. Lin Feng deliberately rushed to Suleiman and bent down to imitate the players on the field, constantly waving his right fist, Suleiman was so angry that he almost threw the champagne in his hand.

calm! calm! Suleiman strongly restrained the depression in his heart. If he really smashed the glass, needless to say, the two of them would definitely fight like those local hooligans. He believed that Lin Feng would never be polite, so he gave Lin Feng that look, and Suleiman knew that Lin Feng had long wanted to find an opportunity to have a real fight with him, and wanted to beat him up.

In the past, Suleiman was not afraid of Lin Feng. After all, Suleiman has also learned karate for several years, and ordinary people can't walk into it. However, Lin Feng just had a duel with the amateur heavyweight boxing champion Noah not long ago, and he won. Suleiman asked himself that he was by no means an opponent of Noah, let alone Lin Feng. What's more, Lin Feng also carried the title of "The Strongest Fist", which made Suleiman even more afraid.

If he spilled the glass of wine in his hand, it might not be that the two of them fought like hooligans, but that Lin Feng beat him unilaterally. Suleiman was not stupid, so he wouldn't give Lin Feng this chance to beat him up. And if he was beaten, it would be in vain. He could remember Lin Feng's status as "Sir Commander of the British Empire". If he poured this cup, Lin Feng could definitely take the opportunity to beat him up.

I drink! Suleiman snorted and ignored Lin Feng. But Lin Feng is also hateful. Just celebrating endlessly in front of him made Suleiman feel ups and downs, tangled up and down, not to mention the discomfort.

"Mr. Lin, your team is still behind, and it was just luck. If you ask someone to shoot again, they may not be able to get in!" Suleiman groaned.

Lin Fengli didn't pay any attention to it, and Yi was in charge of the odds, let's celebrate now!

Damn it, don't be too complacent, there are still a few minutes left, and when the game is over, I'll see how you cry! Suleiman cursed in his heart.

At this time, kick off again. Although lost a goal. But West Ham are not upset. They are all famous players and have experienced many big scenes. This kind of ball can only be said to be luck. Although it is beautiful, it is actually harmful to the whole team. The battle situation did not play a key role, because it was scored by the efforts of Luo alone, not by the tactical cooperation of the whole team.

Unexpectedly, before the kick-off, I heard Capello shouting for defense from the sidelines! All retreat!

Vieri and the others frowned. They are not rookies anymore, and to a certain extent, they can see the opponent's offensive intentions and the situation on the field. Now the opponent is just lucky and scored a goal, and it is a long-range surprise attack, which has not disrupted their defensive lineup at all. Fully retreat at this time. Is it necessary!

Immediately, kick off! However, respecting Capello, the West Ham United players still chose to retreat, but Capello frowned. Although the players retreated, their attitude was not firm. But think about it. Capello didn't have much to say. indeed. Just that. Mostly due to luck, he doesn't need to be too cautious. It's better to leave the players a little free space.

Immediately, as expected by the West Ham United players. The situation on the field has not changed drastically because of this, the two sides are still stalemate, and West Ham United also caught a few opportunities, but it is a pity that Petr Cech's brave performance made everything come to naught.

There are only old minutes left in the game!

"Mr. Lin, there are still a few minutes left, and the competition is over! I really appreciate Mr. Lin's pole dancing!" Suleiman followed suit. Take the opportunity to ridicule Lin Feng.

Naturally, Lin Feng would not talk to Suleiman. At this time, Lin Feng was not in the mood to talk to Suleiman anymore. Although a goal has been scored, the game has not changed. It is not good to watch the time pass by!

Come on, everyone, believe in yourself. You can do it! Lin Feng murmured in a low voice.

Ten minutes left! But two goals behind! A Tottenham player with the surname of Tottenham began to get impatient. Although Luo's goal greatly boosted morale, the reality of being behind the ball made everyone unhappy. Now that the time is approaching, everyone is even more impatient. The movements also gradually became larger.

Messi, Luo, Kaka and others received yellow cards successively.

Minutes, only minutes left, the game will be over!

Everyone, including Mourinho, was a little anxious. But there was only one person on the field who was not in a hurry, no, it should be said that although he was in a hurry, his mind was extremely clear and calm. He was Cesc Fabregas who suffered in the first half.

Chance!