"Palermo is becoming more and more like Milan. When the ball reaches the penalty area, it is passed into the dead end. The effect is very poor. Did you watch last night's game? AC Milan lost again, and Allegri was dismissed." Kong
When Ti talked about Milan, his face was filled with smiles
"Since Pirlo was missing, AC Milan has dropped a level. This is all Allegri's fault. We are the proud ones, haha." Chen Long also made a rare sarcastic comment.
People who know a little bit about football can see how important Pirlo is to a team. You can replace a forward because he is old, but you have to think carefully about replacing the brains of a team, just like you can replace him.
Lose an arm, but you need a brain or a heart...
"The progress is not bad, as long as there is no business..." Just when Conte was about to praise him, his old face froze in the air. Before he could say the word "foreign", Palermo actually scored!
"Yeah! What is Chiellini doing?! Is this the end of his life?! Is this a real fall or a flop? Is it necessary to clear the ball like this? I'm confused. I really wonder where he got his master's degree.
of!"
It turns out that this is what happened. A Palermo player originally threw a high ball into the penalty area. The tall and powerful Chiellini jumped high in front of the opponent's forward, and then wanted to volley to make a clearance, but this guy
His foot did not kick the ball. Instead, he lost his center of gravity and fell to the ground! Just when he was about to raise his hand to signal a foul, Palermo forward Fernandez suddenly rushed to the ball and poked the ball into the goal.
The ball that was originally easy to clear was actually missed by the opponent! This ball was lost very cowardly!
"Natural disaster... Natural disaster... I guess Chiellini is not like this, eh..." Chen Long was also speechless, but he could only comfort Conte in this way. Recently, the team has always been subjected to such bizarre events.
Troubled by weird concedings, it’s not match-fixing. The players are trying their best. Where can there be so many match-fixings?
"If you can't even break through the opponent's makeshift defense, then it's a waste of time," Conte cursed. Of course he was talking about Palermo's defense. Before the game, Palermo's two central defenders were injured.
Well, the coach of Palermo had to let two full-backs come in as a temporary guest in such a defense line with no tacit understanding. There is no excuse for Juventus to be invincible.
Less than two minutes before the goal, an opportunity appeared and the ball came to Vucinic's feet. Unknown to Vucinic, because he had been injured for too long, his shot from close at hand actually missed.
"I'm telling you! This guy is like a sick cat now. If he had been replaced by a guy like Bei Bang, he would have gotten in already!" Conte rambled like an old woman, never talking about it.
Um... You banned Bekbang yourself. Now that you think of him again, it's disgusting. Is the old fox getting old and suffering from amnesia?
"Look, these guys from Palermo thought they were stalling for time, and they started playing this trick just a short time after the game started!"
It seems that it is better to sit in the coach's bench. Listening to the old fox keeps nagging, my ears are calloused.
"Yes! This ball was well intercepted. The pony has made progress. My love is not in vain. Damn it, you actually shot it from a long distance?! Are you stupid?!" Conte covered his face with his hands. Obviously he felt that Marchisio was like this.
The ball was handled too hastily, so I had to cover my face and sigh!
But this is the stadium and they are cheering! Thunderous cheers
Ah? What's going on? Conte exposed the gap between his fingers and aimed at the opponent's goal. He only saw a ball lying quietly in the goal. He couldn't help but turn his head and look at Chen Long in confusion.
"This goal was scored?"
"Yes, I'm in," Chenlong replied quietly.
"Wow, it's so good! It's so good! I love you, pony!" Conti suddenly hugged Chenlong and danced around like a little kid.
Um...what happened to the old fox today? He had obvious symptoms of anxiety. He was nagging when he didn't score a goal, but he was elated after scoring a goal. His mood changed a lot! Chenlong couldn't figure out what Conte was like today.
"Don't look like a monkey. Try going 56 games undefeated. Then you'll know what I'm going to feel like!"
So that’s it, Chenlong finally understood
After equalizing the score, Juventus finally put down their burdens, and the game gradually became smoother. However, the forward was too weak and did not seize the opportunity to expand the score. Until the end of the first half, the score was still one to one.
"Boy, go and bring Juventus 56 unbeaten games." After halftime, Conte finally breathed a long sigh of relief. Finally, he no longer had to suffer anymore, because if Chen Long played, his heart would also be broken.
No need to bear as much pressure as before
"Yes! Why haven't you left yet?" After Conti finished speaking, he found that Chen Long was still standing where he was, not moving at all.
"You can't move, you can see for yourself." Chen Long frowned and stared at the group of people holding hands in front of him. These people were all wearing Palermo team uniforms.
"What are you looking at?" Conte turned his head and was stunned, "What is this? What is it doing? Not letting you pass? A blatant kidnapping?" Apparently Conte was also shocked by this scene and was a little off guard.
He was right. The opponent's fans just wouldn't let Chen Long pass and blocked him in front. It didn't matter, the crowd slowly moved closer to Chen Long and him, with a vague tendency to surround him.
They actually want to trap us in broad daylight? Chenlong thinks that the Palermo fans are too crazy. They learned this from the Inter Milan fans and are becoming more and more daring!
"Old fox, the thirty-sixth strategy is the best, I dodge!" At the moment when the fans were about to surround him, Chen Long took a step forward alertly, and then without thinking, he climbed directly onto the barbed wire fence!
I climbed to the top of the fence in a few clicks, and then I left the words I just said.
"What should I do?!" Conte didn't expect Chen Long to do this, but he was not Chen Long. How could he climb the fence in a suit? But after the Palermo fans gathered around, they did not continue to make things difficult for Kong.
Instead, they all raised their heads and looked at Chen Long. They also didn't expect that Chen Long could reach out as quickly as a monkey and climb onto the fence.
This unusual move made fans from other areas look over in surprise. When they saw that it was Chen Long from Juventus, they were so surprised that they couldn't open their mouths from ear to ear!
Chenlong ignored the weird looks from everyone, quickly climbed over the fence, and then landed on the ground on the other side. The stadium security also appeared beside him in time.
Chenlong didn't wait for the security guard to open his mouth, he pointed at Conti and mumbled something. A lot of security guards listened with doubt, but didn't really take it seriously. They originally thought it was a troublemaking fan who was browsing the fence to cause trouble, but it turned out that it was
Chenlong!
Chen Long ignored the security guard's entanglement and walked straight to the locker room. The audience burst into crazy jeers. Of course, there were also the voices of a small number of angry Juventus fans, but they quickly disappeared in the boiling atmosphere.
in the ocean
Damn it, don’t go to the stands with that idiot Conte from now on. Your life is important, and you have to have one or two bodyguards, otherwise you may really die one day. After Chen Long walked into the player tunnel, he still
Covered in cold sweat, he cursed in a low voice
When the teammates saw Chen Long running into the locker room panting, they all looked confused.
"You were hiding in some corner just now. You're just like this when you didn't play." Marchisio joked while drinking a drink.
Chenlong was sweating like rain, and replied angrily: "That's good, it's better than being surrounded by a dozen men. Conti doesn't know if they have already pressed him to the ground and executed the ritual on the spot, and he is still a virgin."
It has been broken, I have to be smarter, otherwise I will be wailing in the stands!"
Everyone listened half-comprehensively, not understanding what terrible things could happen in the stands, but Chen Long continued: "It took you forty-five minutes to take down such a scumbag defense line. Seriously?"
It’s so disgusting. I’ll give you another fifteen minutes in the second half. If you don’t start the pot, I’ll make a substitution.”
This was said to the two forwards, "We must focus on ground attack. Everyone should be closer and don't always play long passes and lobs. That's not what we play. If we play too much, we will lose inspiration."
We need strong ground cooperation to tear down the opponent's defense and beat them to the ground."
Chen Long disdains long passes, just like he disdains using headers to score goals. Football is kicked with the feet, not other parts, which is consistent with the aliens' ideas.
Throughout his career, he rarely used headers to score goals. Unless he was forced to do so, it wasn't that his headers weren't good, but that he didn't need them at all!
"Break through the middle, go forward and cooperate, and you can kill them. Go, old guys!" Finally, Chen Long made a summary and drove his teammates out of the locker room, except for the three young players who were temporarily exiled.
He is the youngest person in the locker room now, so he changed his title to "Old Guy"
Of course this is a joke. Chen Long has always believed that a relaxed and happy locker room is far more energetic and positive than a lifeless locker room, so he likes to joke in the locker room to relieve everyone's pressure.
After running out of the players tunnel, Chen Long looked at where Conte stood, hoping to find Conte again.
But Conte is really missing...
Wasn't this guy really pushed to the ground by the fans? Wow, poor old man, he's still going to be fucked by others in his old age, so he won't be able to protect himself in the evening.
Of course, Conte was not knocked down as he imagined. Instead, after Chen Long attracted the security, at his strong request, the security escorted him out of the stadium. He was also out of danger and out of danger.
After the stadium, Conte took a taxi and ran away...
