This conflict did not make Manchester United's players restrain themselves. They continued to delay the time when they should...
Lazio, on the other hand, was made more and more impatient by this conflict.
When Motta asked his teammates for the ball in the middle, no one passed the ball to him, but they all chose to do it themselves.
"C-Oh!" Chang Sheng saw this scene from the audience and continued to curse through gritted teeth.
In fact, he didn't know who he was scolding.
Scolding players who go it alone?
Scolding Manchester United for delaying time?
Or scold this damn fate?
Chang Sheng didn't know, he just wanted to curse.
Otherwise, he will explode due to the unhappiness in his chest.
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Mota was also very anxious.
Because his teammates aren't passing the ball to him, what use is he as a playmaker?
Can someone without the ball at his feet be a playmaker?
The good-tempered Motta had to yell at his teammates for the first time: "Pass the damn football to me!!**, pass it to me!"
But the effect is not very good.
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"How about letting Giroud go up?" Assistant coach Di Matteo said standing next to Chang Sheng.
"No." Chang Sheng rejected the proposal without hesitation.
Giroud went up desperately, but the bullets in his pistol were not finished yet, so there was no need to throw away the pistol and draw the dagger.
"Motta can no longer control it..."
"Wait a minute, wait a minute..." Chang Sheng didn't know whether he was answering Di Matteo or muttering to himself.
Seeing him like this, Di Matteo couldn't continue to persuade him.
Anyway, the head coach bears full responsibility. If he loses the game, he must be responsible for winning. Why does he, as an assistant coach, worry so much?
He stepped back.
Rudy Gonzalez saw him coming back and asked, "Were you rejected without hesitation?"
Di Matteo nodded: "He is so stubborn."
Rudy smiled: "That's how he is. If it weren't for his stubbornness, he wouldn't be where he is today."
Di Matteo sighed: "Do you think there is still hope for us?"
"I don't know." Rudy's answer surprised Di Matteo. He thought Rudy Gonzalez, who had a good relationship with Chang Sheng, would say something like "I trust Chang Sheng, so there must be something else."
Hope". Unexpectedly, Rudy's answer was simply "I don't know".
He turned to look at Rudy in surprise.
"At this time, it is beyond the scope of what a coach can do." Rudy Gonzalez saw that he was a little surprised and explained. "So I can only say that I don't know. I don't know what Chang can do."
He couldn't do it. But he did everything he could. He asked Motta to be the core, thus equalizing the score. More... can only be seen. Since he chose to believe in Motta, at this time he also
Just believe it to the end. Let’s see what happens next.”
Rudy Gonzalez pursed his lips toward the court.
"Now, it's the players' battle."
Di Matteo stopped talking. He turned his head and looked at Chang Sheng on the side of the court.
The man squatted down again, resting one hand on the ground, leaning forward slightly, and looking up at the court slightly.
This is his signature move, indeed...indecent.
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"The game time is passing minute by second, and Lazio and Manchester United are still tied at 2:2. If the game ends with this score, Manchester United can leave the Stadio Olimpico with a smile, while Lazio's future will be gloomy. The biggest thing
The problem is... we don’t see the possibility of Lazio turning defeat into a victory now!"
The commentator was talking nonsense, which made the Lazio fans in front of the TV upset.
After Motta roared continuously, he finally regained possession of the ball. The ball fell at his feet and he could organize the offense again.
Unfortunately, at this time, there are only a few minutes until the end of the game.
It is now eighty-eight minutes, and there are still two minutes before injury time. The injury time is at most five minutes, which means that the remaining time of this game is only seven minutes at most...
This is the last chance you can take advantage of.
Now every offensive opportunity is very precious, and the ball cannot be handed over easily.
When he thought of this, Motta felt that the ball under his feet weighed more than a thousand pounds.
But holding the ball for a long time doesn't work either.
Posting back and forth is even more impossible.
Passes that can't stretch the opponent's defense are meaningless and are just helping Manchester United waste time.
Because Manchester United's three defense lines are very well positioned, there are not many or even no spaces for Lazio players to move, so most Lazio players can't even move.
Motta looked around. For the first time in this season of playing for Lazio, he was in a situation where he didn't know how to pass the ball!
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Ferguson saw this scene on the coaching bench and smiled with satisfaction.
The characteristics and advantages of Lazio's offense are passing and movement, mainly running.
Their defense and offense are based on running. As long as they keep running, they can find and create spaces and pass the ball.
When running, it will also be difficult for the opponent to defend, because the target you are marking may be in this position one second, and may have run to a new position the next second.
Therefore, the only way to contain Lazio's offense is to prevent them from running.
He accumulated a large number of troops in the backcourt. Facing Lazio's attack, he used the overall defense to the extreme. It was like erecting walls one after another in front of Lazio. By continuously hitting the walls, he forced Lazio to drive at high speed.
The car finally stopped.
If Lazio doesn't brake, it will hit the wall and lose power!
Now it seems that he succeeded.
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Motta moved the football around, and when it fell back to his feet, another minute and a half had passed.
He suddenly glanced behind Leo Ferdinand, as if... there was a small gap.
Vidic was slightly behind, and that was an opportunity that could be exploited.
However, he didn't know if he saw it or if his teammates also saw it.
Especially Cavani.
He is the closest there. If he can't see it, he will just pass it directly to goalkeeper Edwin van der Sar.
But...this is the only chance.
He could only take a gamble, but it was better than continuing to fall for a few more minutes, right?
Maybe if we turn it around again, we won't even have such a chance.
Because Vidic will definitely notice that her position is a little further back.
In fact...he's noticed it now!
Vidic glanced to the side and was about to rush forward!
Motta no longer hesitated and sent a through ball directly!
But it is a pity that the ball was not passed... The football was destroyed by Leo Ferdinand with a tackle!
Because as soon as he passed the football, he saw Rio Ferdinand making a tackle on the ground. His intuition and experience told him that his pass would most likely be stopped by Rio Ferdinand.
Because Ferdinand guessed his intention, maybe it was because Vidic shouted from behind.
But at the same time, because of Rio Ferdinand's action, his interception will not be too clean, which means that although the football will be blocked by him, it will not be under his control.
As for whose football will be counted when the time comes...it's hard for anyone to say.
but……
Worth grabbing!
So Motta ran out immediately after passing the ball!
At the same time, Vidic also pressed up and erased the gap. If someone sent the football over again, Cavani would definitely be offside.
Rio Ferdinand fell to the ground and could not continue to grab the ball, but don't think that Manchester United has no one to defend.
Carrick stabbed out diagonally and rushed towards the football with Motta. He wanted to destroy the ball directly!
Even if you can't destroy it, you still have to interfere with Motta getting the ball.
"Motta!!" the Italian commentator shouted loudly.
"Carrick!!" was the cry of the England commentator.
Then the two met...
Motta gritted his teeth and rushed towards the football. He also saw Carrick next to him, and he knew that he could not control the football easily.
Even if you can control football, it is not the best choice.
Because when he controls the football, it means he is trapped in Manchester United's defensive quagmire and cannot get out.
So Motta never wanted to regain control of football in the first place.
From the moment he accelerated towards the football, he had already decided what he was going to do.
That is...
Shoot!
With a ferocious look on his face, Motta rushed to the football before Carrick. Because his purpose was simple and easy to implement, he had an advantage over Carrick, even if it was just a little bit...
That is also an advantage!
When Carrick realized that he could no longer get ahead of Motta and hit the football, he flew directly towards the football and...Motta's feet!
Even if it is a foul, we must stop him!
He did hit Motta in the foot... but maybe it should be said that Motta hit his foot...
Motta hit the football hard before Carrick!
Bang!
The football flew past Carrick's toes.
Then Motta's shooting foot hit Carrick's raised tackle foot.
Carrick's foot was bounced back by Mota's kick!
This shows how powerful Motta’s kick is!
And what about Motta?
Being tripped by Carrick, he also lost his center of gravity. Under the influence of inertia, he rushed forward and fell to the ground.
But even so, his head was held high and his eyes were firmly fixed on football.
He watched the football pass over Rio Ferdinand's body and begin to rise upwards.
It won't fly, right?
His eyes were fixed on the football, not even daring to blink, for fear that if the football was out of his sight, the football would be directly above the goal...
Then he saw Van der Sar leaping back on the spot, raising his arms and reaching for the flying football...
Will he pounce?
The football whizzed past Van der Sar's hands and above his head!
Then Van der Sar completed a complete arm swing, and his body rose into the air - obviously, he was slow!
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"MOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOTTA!!!"
When Motta swung his foot towards the football, the Italian commentator began to shout Motta's name in a long voice. When the football hit the net hard and was still spinning, his voice fell.
Curtain.
But soon he started again.
"GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOL!! GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOL!!! Motta! Motta! Thiago Motta!! World wave! No one in this world can block this kick! No one! No one!!!" (To be continued. Please Search Piaotian Literature, the novels will be better and updated faster!)
