indianbanksassociation Chapter 163: Destroy The Jagged Blue Army! Kill The Suspense! Myn Shines At Camp Nou! Europe's
Chapter 163: Destroy The Jagged Blue Army! Kill The Suspense! Myn Shines At Camp Nou! Europe's
"Chelsea, Out!!"
"Chelsea, Out!!!"
"Mourinho, go, out!!"
The Camp Nou sounded a fierce taunt from Barcelona fans!
A sea of red and blue people boiled wantonly in the auditorium.
The words refer to, except for the Chelsea players on the field.
There is no doubt that there is Mourinho who hates Barcelona fans on the sidelines!
The score of 2:0 in the first half took advantage of the trend and rewritten the total score of the two teams to 4:1!!
This Chelsea team has been criticized for its offensive ability.
The difficulty of making a comeback tonight has been magnified to the point where it is almost impossible!
Cech in front of the goal slammed the post next to him.
The Premier League Golden Glove who has won UEFA's best goalkeeper many times.
The nightmare against Barcelona continued from Stamford Bridge all the way to Camp Nou!
Chelsea players in the penalty area, a quiet atmosphere.
Terry and Ivanovic held each other's hands in annoyance.
not far away.
David Luiz who 'give' Barcelona this opportunity to set the ball in the frontcourt.
Slightly confused, he squatted on the ground.
In the Chelsea era, this Brazilian puffy head has always been the backbone of the Blues' defense.
The double-swing talent of central defender and midfielder allowed Louis to shine in the Blues!
However, he made his debut in the two-leg Champions League knockout tie against Barcelona.
But obviously a big mistake was made!
Elsewhere on the field.
Hazard stood on the spot with his hips akimbo.
The short and stout figure is full of helplessness.
Eto'o hovers in the midfield.
Not long ago, the exquisite cooperation near the Barcelona penalty area reminded him of the time when he was still playing for the Red and Blues on the "090" day...
It was a memory full of mixed emotions!
pitch side.
Accompanied by the hustle and bustle of the scene.
Mourinho stared blankly at the big screen above the Nou Camp.
"Boss, we need to hurry up and think about our strategy! In the second half..."
The assistant coach next to him looked sad.
Mourinho slowly adjusted his breathing: "We still have a chance...don't sentence yourself to death early, Laurent!"
"Three years ago, in the same place, right here, Camp Nou! I led Inter Milan to eliminate the damn Barcelona!"
"Damn Barca fans will never forget my run at Camp Nou...I wouldn't mind doing it again tonight!"
The final epilogue of the first half passed quickly.
The game enters halftime!
Barcelona locker room.
Enrique gave a few simple instructions and left most of the time to the players themselves.
Baotaso called the players in the back line together.
Instead of the head coach, he gave detailed instructions.
Iniesta and Xavi stood shoulder to shoulder in front of the technical analysis table.
Looking back at the technical statistics of the first half.
On the other side of the locker room.
Messi and Moore laughed and hid behind Ye Lingfeng, while Busquets was struggling back and forth in front of the three.
"Hey, that's not fair! This is the first time I've played this game! What's it called Seagull Catch Kangaroo? You should let me go anyway!"
Busquets complained angrily.
Ye Lingfeng was amused: "God tm seagulls catch kangaroos, this is called eagles catch chickens!"
Messi laughed endlessly: "Ye also only taught us once! You are too stupid, Sergio!"
Chelsea dressing room.
With a very different vibe from next door.
Mourinho paced back and forth in the middle of a silent dressing room.
"Fernando, put on your shooting boots! We need your goals in the second half!"
Mourinho glanced at a group of Chelsea players.
In the end, it fell on Torres, who hung his head in front of the No. 9 dressing position.
"Are you going to take me off? I didn't get nothing in the first half! In an attack..."
Eto'o on the side spread his hands.
"no no!"
Mourinho frowned fiercely, "Both of you must be on the field! We will change our formation and style of play in the second half!"
"Laurent! Get me my goddamn tactical board!"
The assistant coach hurriedly followed suit.
Mourinho slammed the tactical board in his hand: "We still have a chance in the last half! But the chance is ultimately in your hands!"
"Damn Barcelona fans shouting Chelsea out, Mourinho out! Are you willing to walk out of Camp Nou like this?"
"Goals, we need goals! My return to Chelsea this season will be completely meaningless if I get out in disgrace tonight!"
Fifteen minutes flew by.
Accompanied by the non-stop hilarity of Camp Nou.
Players from both sides returned to the field again.
"At the beginning of the second half, Chelsea took the lead in making substitutions."
"Mourinho replaced Torres, who sat on the bench in the first half, and in contrast, Oscar, who was a full-back, was replaced!"
"It wasn't a matchup! Mourinho changed the formation... With Torres and Eto'o on the pitch at the same time, the Blues changed to a 4-4-2!"
"4-4-2, one of the most commonly used formations by the madmen in the Porto period! The 4-4-2 and 4-2-3-1 formations have run through the beginning and end of Mourinho's coaching career!"
™ Beep!"
On the court, the referee blew his whistle.
The second half of the game officially begins!
The Nou Camp once again set off a terrifying cheer!
In the middle circle position, Torres kicked off and knocked across.
Eto'o catches the ball and sits back to Hazard behind him.
Immediately, the two Blue Army center forwards took inconsistent steps and ran towards Barcelona's backcourt one after another!
"This is the first time Chelsea have used a double center formation this season! Mourinho's eagerness to equalize the score is clearly revealed!"
"It's just different from the iron-blooded blue team eight or nine years ago. At this time, Chelsea's strikers are no longer Drogba and Crespo!"
"Can Torres and Eto'o have an unexpected chemical effect?"
-[As a Chelsea fan, I miss Drogba's first day. 】
-【Alas, when Drogba was here, how could Chelsea's offense be a problem...】
-[Barcelona fans said, come to Barcelona! In Ye Lingfeng, you can see the shadow of Didier Drogba in the past!]
on the pitch.
Within twenty minutes of the opening of the second half.
After the change, Chelsea's pressure on the offensive end is very different from that in the first half!
And because there is one more goal to mark, it also adds a little pressure to Barcelona's defense.
But unlike Chelsea's attacks of yesteryear.
This Chelsea team still followed the customary style of long pass and lob in the offense and counterattack.
But standing in the frontcourt is no longer the former Blues Drogba!
In terms of fulcrum ability, it is obviously difficult for Eto'o and Torres to play their due level!
As for ground penetration...
In front of Barcelona, which once pushed the concept of pass control to a climax, and at the same time sat in the midfield with the "Habaibu" trio.
Going to the ground is obviously not a rational solution!
Mourinho on the sidelines folded his arms and stared at the situation on the field.
As the second half of the game time passed by every minute and every second.
Unprecedented pressure repeatedly swept through this madman's heart!
on the pitch.
Seventy-first minute.
Chelsea's front right.
William, who received a direct pass from Lampard, dodges away from Iniesta, who is on defense.
Swipe the ball down the baseline!
Trying to take advantage of speed to attack Barcelona's wing!
However, on the slope, Alba made a decisive tackle.
Poke the ball straight over the touchline!
The Barcelona fans in the nearby stands burst into applause!
Enrique on the sidelines picked up the football that rolled to his feet.
Hold it in your hand and 'play' carefully.
"Give me the damn football!"
William pushed Enrique's shoulder impatiently and snatched the football back!
The auditorium on the sidelines immediately erupted into boos!
The players on the Barcelona bench swarmed, cursing and surrounding William who was outside the sideline.
This is a 'trick' for the leading team to affect the opponent's mentality
"Ignore him, William! He's trying to piss you off! Do what you have to do!"
Not far from the Chelsea coaching bench.
The Blues assistant roared in William's direction.
Mourinho on the side snorted nonchalantly through his nostrils: "Absurd tricks!"
pitch side.
William took two steps back, and then threw a strong hand throw into the field with all his strength!
Under the fall of the football, Matic moved the ball.
Trying to ferry the ball back to Lampard not far away!
However, the Chelsea midfielder marked the Barcelona center for the entire game.
At this time, it has in turn become a defender who checks and balances his tactical intentions!
Ye Lingfeng moved spiritually in the direction of William throwing the ball.
The shoulders are firmly stuck in Matic's forward position!
Although the height and weight are unexpectedly not an advantage.
But the impeccable core strength has become the key factor in every close fight!
Under the interference of Ye Lingfeng 0..
Matic's judgment on the first landing point was slightly biased.
Under the landing point of the football, Ye Lingfeng and the Serbian midfielder took off at the same time!
In the scramble for half the ball, the two grabbed the first spot almost at the same time!
The football did not fly to Lampard's holding area according to the established route.
Instead, it was lifted high again and flew towards the middle of the midfield!
drop down.
Busquets overwhelms Eto'o beside him and leaps high!
With a heavy hit on the forehead, the ball is sent to the frontcourt of the home!
Messi astutely captured where the football fell.
After catching the ball in the chest, he unloaded the ball in front of the side of the body!
Ye Lingfeng, who participated in the sidewalk competition not long ago, immediately threw off Matic, who was sluggish beside him.
Run to Chelsea's backcourt!
Barcelona's overall formation has an obvious forward pressure in an instant!
The Nou Camp once again set off cheers!
Enrique on the sidelines clapped his hands vigorously, signaling the players to move actively.
Not far away, Mourinho waved his arms cursingly and kept shouting towards the field!
In the middle of Barcelona's frontcourt, Messi took the ball in small steps.
Fast pace!
The unique dribbling frequency is exactly the signature secret of this Argentine star!
Lampard kept returning to defense in the direction of his own penalty area.
At the same time, I glanced at the three points in Barcelona's frontcourt...
It is different from the regular offensive posture of the Red and Blue Army.
In this attack, Messi lined up in the middle, while Ye Lingfeng swayed to the side.
On the other side, Moore is also making a very threatening movement!
Barcelona's MYN trio, once again put pressure on Chelsea's defense
Sexually obvious offensive threat!
In the exclamation of the fans on the sidelines.
Messi's classic shoulder sinking is in disguise, and the center of gravity is shaking slightly.
He swayed away from Lampard, who was trying to block him with his legs.
Take advantage of the trend along the central road to press towards Chelsea's penalty area!
On the left and right sides of the restricted area, Ye Lingfeng and Er also arrived one after another!
At the front of the restricted area, David Luiz pressed forward decisively.
Terry frowned and continued to stay firmly in the penalty area.
Petr Cech in front of the goal was sweating again!
Messi caught a glimpse of David Luiz's attack.
The inner instep of the left foot suddenly hit the lower left side of the football!
The ball was passed diagonally to Ye Lingfeng on the right!
After receiving the ball, Ye Lingfeng took the ball lightly.
Go straight into the hinterland of Chelsea along the right side of the penalty area!
Terry in the restricted area responded immediately.
Adjusting the center of gravity of the body, he decisively exerted pressure on the Barcelona center forward!
Mourinho on the sidelines clasped his head with his hands again, his heartbeat suddenly increased!
Wherever he looked, he was facing Terry's fierce attack.
Ye Lingfeng's upper body shook slightly, and the center of gravity of his body shook and shifted in a small range.
A simplified version of the pendulum was extraordinary, and appeared in the restricted area of the Blue Army at that time!
Immediately after that, Terry's center of gravity was also shaken at 2.5.
The arch of Ye Lingfeng's left foot lightly buckled the England captain's figure.
Step forward!
The arch of the right foot sent a cross into the penalty area!
The football falls.
Moore, who was smart and forward, made a light kick.
The football hangs directly to the lower right corner of the goal!!
Petr Cech on the goal line missed the shovel.
This game is the third time to watch football go into the net!!
apologize!
The net is lifted again!
"3-0!!!"
"Barca completely killed the suspense of the game!!"
"Back to Camp Nou, the red and blue team once again interpreted the horror of Europe's first offensive firepower!"
"Moore made another victory for Barcelona! In this game, Barcelona's MYN striker combination averaged one goal."
"Destroy this iron-blooded blue army completely!!"
In the Longguo studio, Zhan Jun's excited voice spread throughout the studio.
In the live broadcast room, there are constant barrage discussions!
Deafening cheers instantly set off at Camp Nou!
Inside Chelsea's penalty area, Barcelona's MVN people embraced together again!
Cech in front of the goal slumped on the ground with dull eyes.
"How many goals did Real Madrid's BBC score this season? Is there half of ours?"
Moore excitedly jumped on Ye Lingfeng's back and gave Messi a high five!
"The three of you are more like an attacking combination! Real Madrid's BBC, Benzema has been dissociated from the system!"
Xavi and Iniesta joined teammates in celebration.
Waving arms to the Barcelona fans on the sidelines!
The whole Camp Nou seemed to be caught in a wave of carnival!.