Chapter 127 Brother, fight like a man! (Part 2)
The fans at the scene didn't know what happened, but the fans in front of the TV already knew what happened through slow-motion replay.
Just now, when Ribery broke through, Nasri cut off the run in the frontcourt, and he interspersed diagonally. Essin seemed to have no intention of interception. He let Nasri go. Just when Nasri gave his entire back to him, the "Big Buffalo" quietly stretched out his legs and used his knees to pass Nasri from behind. Nasri, who was unprepared, immediately lost his center of gravity and fell into a dog's gnawing mud.[]
He was bullied by Essin and scolded for being "sissy". Nasri, who had been furious, got up from the ground. He clenched his fists and glared at Essin. The latter did not take this kid seriously at all. However, he did not expect that after being half scolded and half instigated by Zhang Yang, Nasri's forehead became hot and there was a fire in his chest. The only bloodiness that had before erupted, and he gritted his teeth and rushed up and was about to pinch Essin's neck.
This is the story behind the conflict that just happened.
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In the commentary seat of France National 1, Thierry and Visto were also screaming. Although the game had not scored yet, it was so intense that it almost started to play.
"Hehe, I really didn't expect that when Nasri, who has always been shy, was so bloody, he actually wanted to beat Essin and beat that 'big buffalo'." Vesto said in an exaggerated tone, "Haha, not bad, not bad, this kid is not bad, he looks like a man."
His commentator Thierry curled his lips, "This Visto, you never care about what the commentary is. This sentence is completely based on the Marseille team's position. I don't know how many fans of Lyon team want to talk about."
"Nasri's actions just now are not right, but we must also see that Essin's previous actions are not right. It is correct for the referee to give each of them a yellow card."
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The protests of Lyon players were invalid and the players dispersed, and the Marseille team was ready to take the free kick.
Zhang Yang went up and laughed loudly. He gave Nasri a thumbs up, "No, haha, I have a habit! This is my Zhang Yang's brother!"
Nasri was also a little dizzy at the moment. He didn't know why he rushed up so well just now, and dared to beat that big black man. This was an unimaginable behavior before.
However, looking at Chang Yang who laughed at him with a thumbs up at him, Nasri smiled happily. He felt happy and excited. This felt great!
Have a genital? That's right! Of course, I, Nasri, are a genital man!
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Seeing Zhang Yang give a thumbs up to Nasri, who dared to try to pinch the neck of the "Big Buffalo" Essin just now, booed in the stands of the entire Gerland Stadium.
They regard Zhangyang's behavior as a further provocation!
"Boy, be careful!"
"Chinese guy, I&&&&!"
Zhang Yang turned his head and looked at the dark home stand, spitted on the ground, and walked away.
Now, the boo was even louder.
Some Lyon fans were like rabbits with their tails stomped on, screaming, and words starting with f popped out of their mouths.
The assistant coach of Lyon team on the sidelines also found the fourth official and protested loudly, "Protest! That boy spits at the fans! Sent off!"
"Fart, your eye saw Zhang Yang spitting at the fans!" Marseille assistant coach Hiltney was displeased when he heard this, and he rushed up.
The fourth official persuaded the two who were excited. Seeing that the two assistant coaches were still arguing, he immediately turned black and persuaded them to go back.
Of course he saw Zhang Yang spitting, but, as the Marseille assistant coach said, the boy spitted on the ground, and just for this, he spitted on the Lyon fans who booed him, which was obviously insufficient evidence.
It is normal for the team to spit on the ground during the game.
Hiltney and the assistant coach of Lyon both snorted, and both of them muttered a few words before going back to their respective places.
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Marseille team therefore won a free kick 26 meters ahead of the goal.
Marseille's first free thrower is Ribery.
Zhang Yang walked towards the penalty area, and he suddenly walked to Ribery who was about to take the free kick, and said something in Ribery's ear. Ribery was stunned at first, then looked at Nasri not far away, and nodded with a smile.
Ribery walked towards the foul with the ball in his arms.
"Frank Ribery is going to take this free kick. He has scored 6 goals this season, two of which were scored directly."
Nasri wanted to take the free kick, but he knew that Ribery was the number one free thrower, so he glanced at the goal of Lyon and ran away.
"Samir." Ribery called out Nasri.
Nasri stopped and looked at Ribery in confusion.
"You'll punish this ball." Ribery stuffed the ball to Nasri, patted him on the shoulder, blinked, "Kick in. You can."
Nasri was still stunned, Ribery had already walked away.
He looked up at Zhang Yang giving him a thumbs up. He knew what was going on, and his heart felt hot. He didn't say anything, but just clenched his fists tightly.
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Nasri held the football and placed it carefully on the turf.
Seeing Nasri standing at the free throw point and Ribery walked away, it was obvious that Nasri was the free thrower.
Kupe clapped his palms. He was not familiar with this kid's free throw characteristics. Although this French national goal seems to be a bit cheap, he is indeed strong and very cautious.
Seeing that Nasri, whom he was not familiar with, stood at the free throw point, Kupe immediately raised his spirits, and he shouted loudly, directing his teammates to line up the wall.
Lyon team lined up a wall of up to six people, each of them being cautious. They were not only unfamiliar with Nasri's free throw characteristics, but more because of their fear of Jankoler. This free throw is about 26 or 7 meters away from the goal, and can directly shoot, but they can also pass the ball directly to use Jankoler's header advantage to attack.
Hollier specifically advised them to pay attention to the defense of Marseille's set pieces. In this game, the Marseille team played away and was not as strong as Lyon. The best scoring method for Marseille's team is naturally set pieces. In their team, there is Jankoler, who is 202cm tall, so be cautious.
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"Nasri stood at the free throw point, and Ribery actually gave the free kick to Nasri. Now, he personally took the free kick. This scene is a bit familiar. In the game with Monaco, it was Nasri who took the free kick and hit the post, and Zhang Yang scored the goal." French National One commentator Visto said to his partner Thierry, "It seemed that Zhang said something to Ribery just now, and Ribery gave the free kick to Nasri."
Vesto was surprised. The reason for his surprise was obviously not that Nasri, a young man, took the free kick, but that Ribery would just cause Zhang Yang's words to give up the free throw. It is said that Ribery is Zhang Yang's best friend in Marseille, and now it seems that this is true. In addition, before the game, Ribery was very involved in the sake of Zhang Yang's brother. He quarreled with Lyon and even almost turned against Kupe.
And Ribery actually gave up the free throw to Nasri. It seemed that he was happy and even encouraged Nasri.
When did the Marseille team, which always had problems in the locker room, get so united?
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Nasri set up the football, then took two steps back, stood still, waiting for the referee's whistle to ring.
His fists were still clenched and he took a deep breath.
Nasri became famous earlier than Zhang Yang. When Zhang Yang first came to Marseille, Nasri was already the new star that Marseille focused on building, and om TV even introduced this new star in succession.
If Zhang Yang became famous quickly, coupled with his Zhang Yang's personality, it was like a sword ready to be unsheathed at any time, then Nasri was like a shy big boy. His personality was too weak, which was also considered by Fernandez to be Nasri's biggest weakness.
Nasri is also one of the players in the Marseille team and is very hard-working in training. He practices free kicks every day, although he is not the number one free kicker in the team. However, he believes that one day he will become the number one free kicker and an important member of the team. Therefore, he is in good shape in free kicks and often records of directly scoring with free kicks in training.
However, in the game, he has not yet recorded a direct free kick score.
Nasri was a little nervous.
He looked at the goal of Lyon.
Seeing Zhang Yang and Ribery on the left and right, they were ready to sprint and ready to shoot at any time.
This is my teammate, my brother’s chance to give me, and I personally take revenge!
After ordering the Lyon team's man wall to retreat 9.15 meters, referee Michel ran out of the penalty area and then blew the whistle to indicate that Nasri could kick.
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Nasri assisted the ball, very short, then he raised his right foot and kicked the ball out. Nasri added force to his waist and abdomen, so the arc of the ball was very obvious, heading straight to the upper left corner of the unguarded goal!
Kupei was always very focused. When he saw the curve of the ball after it was shot, he immediately flew into the air. However, Kupei was only 181cm tall. Although his reaction was fast enough, the curve of the free kick was too tricky, and he slung straight into the upper left corner of the goal!
The goalkeeper of the Lyon team was almost about to touch the ball, but it was still a little bit worse. The ball flew into the goal with his unwilling eyes, and then rubbed against the ball net and knocked it up.
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"Ball - the ball scored? Marseille scored... Their young midfielder Nasri took the free kick and scored." Marseille's commentator said depressedly.
And Vesto yelled: "The ball is in! The ball is in! The ball is in! The 17th minute! Marseille scored! 1:0 Nasri's free kick directly scored! This kid performed like a real man today!!"
Marseille head coach Fernandez jumped out of his seat. He was so excited that he almost tripped, but he didn't care and got up and fisted again!
This ball is amazing!
What he was most happy about was not only the goal, but also the bloody and confidence that Nasri, the shy boy, showed today!
The other Marseille players on the bench also rushed down from the bench and ran to the sidelines to cheer for the ball!
The few Marseille fans in the stands sent a short but huge cheer.
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Nasri looked at the arc, saw it pass by, and finally got into the net, and then heard the sound from the stands, he knew he had succeeded.
He was extremely excited. He felt that his blood was about to boil. He started running, running forward, and collided with Zhang Yang, who had already spread his arms and had put his greeting position. Then, Ribery also rushed up, and more people rushed over like a tide, stirring up huge waves!
Zhang Yang, Nasri and Ribery, the three young men hugged each other tightly, and the teammates rushing up behind were like waves that were stirred up, creating bigger waves.
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ps: The third update.
Chapter completed!