striker cool brother

Chapter 97

Eddie Howe put his arms around Suleman and explained the tactics in his ear.

This is the last substitution for Bournemouth.

Since you want to score goals, why not change to a striker and strengthen the striker's offensive ability?

Suleman has a cross and can also get an assist, but he is not a player who is good at organizing attacks.

Rogers smiled lightly. Since he wanted to score a goal, he refused to give up defense. Isn't this a dream?
Bournemouth wrecked the ball over the touchline and Ricky was substituted by Suleman, unable to continue the game because of thigh cramps.

[The Bournemouth team is fighting today, and two players have already ended up with cramps. 】

[The game is less than 10 minutes away. According to the progress of the game, the referee will not give too much stoppage time. The Bournemouth team has no chance. 】

【Um? 】

The commentator was obviously a little surprised, because he saw that after Liverpool kicked off, the Bournemouth team was still fighting wildly.

The fans at the scene could clearly see the obvious decline in their physical fitness, but they didn't stop, and they didn't stop to pant until they passed the ball to the pressing goal.

If you slacken for a second, you will be scored.

This idea exploded in the minds of Liverpool players in unison.

Although we are leading by three goals now, I always feel in my heart that if the opponent scores, this victory will be overshadowed.

No, you must not lose the ball.

At this moment, Liverpool players felt a strong challenge from their opponents, and they had to fight.

The tempo and intensity of the two sides suddenly accelerated, and it didn't look like they had been fighting for 80 minutes. The sudden activity of the two teams ignited the passion of the home fans.

Off the field, Rogers was dumbfounded.

What is this going to do?
You guys are going to play Arsenal on the weekend, why waste energy like this?

He roared loudly, but the players were blinded and turned a deaf ear to his orders.

In the 84th minute, Liverpool broke through from the wing, finally swaying the Bournemouth defense line, which was seriously declining in physical fitness.

Markovic went down the wing, passed the ball with his right foot through the defender's crotch, and entered the penalty area from the baseline.

Adam Smith's turn was obviously slow, and he pulled and dragged to block Malkovich.

Cook rushed to defend, swung his big feet, and sent the ball directly to the frontcourt.

Suleman leaned against Lucas with his body, turned halfway after taking the ball, and hit directly to the right.

Wilson, who had already started, took the ball and ran all the way, killing outside the penalty area.

Liverpool defender Sacco stood sideways, fought and retreated, and his defense was flawless.

Wilson puts a ball behind him with his arch and Rossi is again ghostly in the passing lane.

But this time, it was Skrtel who defended Rossi.

He was much better at defending and shoveling than Gerrard. Just as Rossi swiped the ball away, he fell to the ground with a sliding tackle and destroyed the ball before Rossi.

Another missed opportunity, home fans scalp numb.

Is it really so difficult to score a goal in the hands of Liverpool?
Rosie and Sturt both bent over, palms on knees, gasping for air.

"Boy, didn't I just shovel your ball?"

Scott said proudly.

Rossi took a deep breath and said, "Just wait and see!"

Throw-in by Bournemouth.

Liverpool returned to defense, and Gerrard, as the captain, was directing the defense.

"Lucas, focus and don't relax."

"Jordan, pay attention to the opponent's advance, and don't let them enter the penalty area easily."

"Lallana, can't you run anymore? Keep going, the preparations for the game are over."

"Anti-high ball, never give them a chance to head the ball."

"Everyone defend this attack well, and together with the fans who support us, bring the victory back to Anfield."

Encouraged by the captain, the Liverpool players responded loudly, vowing to fight Bournemouth until the last minute.

They both felt deep down that if they conceded the ball, it was a failure.

Under the tight defense, the Bournemouth team threw the ball, but failed to find a suitable receiving point.

If you do not serve the ball within the specified time, you will be sentenced to a violation and the ball will be handed over to the opponent.

The ball was over Adam Smith's head, and he dared not throw it.

"Come here!"

Rossi suddenly ran from the center position to meet, and Smith threw the ball in a hurry.

boom!
After Rossi stopped the ball with his chest, he directly kicked the ball and passed it back to the half court, taking possession of the ball first.

After the goalkeeper Boruc stopped the ball, he looked up to observe, flicked his right foot, and passed the ball to the left back Fransey.

Liverpool's defense retreated to half-court, and Francis dribbled the ball past the midfield and passed it to Gosling in the middle.

Lucas quickly appeared in the defensive zone.

Gosling took the ball with his back and suddenly wanted to break through to the left.

Lucas' defense quickly blocked the space for his breakthrough.

But the ball under Gosling's feet did not move with him.

Fake action?
Just when Lucas was surprised, Gosling turned to the other side.

Flick the ball with the outside of the foot and take the ball out the other side.

After shaking off the defense, what appeared in front of him was a large open field.

Before Lucas turned around to block, he passed the ball forward with his bad left foot.

A familiar figure is moving forward quickly.

The ball flew high, passed the defense of the midfielder, and slowly fell to the left side of the penalty area.

Although Rossi started fast enough, the ball fell for too long, giving the opponent plenty of time to defend.

On his left, Liverpool captain Steven Gerrard.

To his right, Sakho, the cornerstone of Liverpool's defense.

Rossi wanted to stop the high-altitude ball steadily while moving at high speed, but he absolutely couldn't do it.

Even if they are lucky enough to stop, there are very few players who can retreat calmly under the double-teaming of these two.

So this ball, no matter how Rossi handles it, cannot break through the defense of the two.

"I said, I won't give you another chance."

Gerrard followed closely behind him, and as long as Rossi stopped the ball, he would not hesitate to grab it.

Can't stop the ball, it will be cut off.

Rossi knew very well that they were waiting for the moment he stopped the ball to steal the ball.

Shooting, I want to shoot directly without stopping the ball.

click!
The only remaining "Highlight Moment Card" exploded in his mind.

Rossi hit the ball sideways, not facing the goal. Sacco guessed that he must be trying to unload the ball, and at the same time, he moved the ball laterally and swayed the defense.

Although this technique is very difficult, Rossi can never do it.

But he was still cautious, watching the movements of Rossi's feet with his eyes, and prepared to respond at any time.

boom!
Just when the ball was about to hit the ground, Rossi used the outer instep of his right foot to gently pad the ball.

What?

What is this operation!
This shot was not only sideways, but also kicked the ball out with the back of his foot.

The ball arced around the goalkeeper's fingers and flew into the net from the near corner.

Still from the top corner of the goal.

yeah! ! ! ! !
The home fans suddenly stood up and waved their fists to the sky. The cheers instantly ignited the stadium.

[GOAL! ! ! ! ! 】

[The ball is scored, the ball is scored!What the hell happened just now. 】

[All the fans at the scene, everyone, including the opponent, are waiting for Luo to stop the ball.But he actually, actually used the back of his foot directly to complete this magical stroke. 】

[I can already imagine that in tomorrow's headlines, the popularity of this goal will definitely exceed the game itself. 】

【Luo, he has brought us miracles countless times.This time, it was him again, who showed up when the team needed the goal the most. 】

[I don’t know why, I always have the illusion that the Bournemouth team that completed this goal is already a victory over Liverpool. 】

After scoring the goal, Rossi fished the ball out of the net, and then sent the ball to the center circle with a big foot, letting the nearby teammates set the ball up.

While running, he raised his hands, signaling the fans to be more enthusiastic and crazy.

Because the game is not over yet.

After scoring the goal, Rogers used the last substitution to adjust, trying to consume the last time.

He finally understood why Eddie Howe only put on midfielders.

Because he believes that Rossi on the front line, with the support of his teammates, will definitely score goals.

No. 8 off, No. 29 on.

At this moment, the captain of Liverpool looked surprised and unwilling.

How can he be replaced at this time?
I still want to fight this kid again.

With a look of disappointment in his eyes, Gerrard took off the captain's armband while trotting, and put it on for Henderson himself.

Applause immediately erupted in the stadium, which was given to the meritorious captain of Liverpool.

After Liverpool kick-off, the fourth official held up his time card.

Injury time, 2 minutes.

The Bournemouth team began to press wildly again. Although there was no chance to turn the game, they would never give up until the referee whistled.

After Liverpool simply moved the ball from the backcourt, they suddenly sent a long pass to Lallana on the wing.

His bottom cross hit Francis in the leg and rolled off the baseline.

corner kick.

Only 50 seconds left until the end of the game.

Rossi moves towards the touchline to defend the opponent's tactical corner.

Sure enough, Lallana took a tactical corner and passed the ball to Markovic.

In the face of Rossi's attack, he directly passed back to his own half.

Only 40 seconds until the end of the game.

Rossi sprints and runs towards the opponent's half.

The home fans saw a flash of lightning, which flew from near the home team's penalty area to the center circle in an instant.

The Liverpool defender who received the ball here saw Rossi's fierce attack and immediately turned back to the goalkeeper.

Rossi directly bypassed him and rushed towards the opposing goalkeeper.

It was already the last tens of seconds of the game, a 50-meter sprint, and the home fans could clearly see that Rossi's running speed was declining, but he was still chasing, chasing that impossible ball.

Snapped! ! ! !

The applause instantly thundered.

The goalkeeper gave the ball to Sacco on the left, and Rossi turned around halfway and ran towards him.

As he turned, he saw Wilson and Ryan Fraser rushing towards him, surrounding Sakho.

Their legs also seemed to be filled with lead, without any sharp speed, only supported by the breath in their chests.

The back molars are clenched tightly, and once they relax, the breath is like a deflated ball.

After Sakho passed back to the goalkeeper again, Jones kicked the pass to the midfielder, and the referee blew the whistle to end the game.

Almost at the same time, the players of the two teams collapsed on the turf, facing the sky, gasping for breath.

What celebration, what loss, all left behind.

The fans gave a standing ovation, and the applause was prolonged.

The outcome of the game is no longer that important.

Gerald walked over and sat down next to Rosie.

"Hey kid, you played well, what's your name?"

Rossi spread his arms, facing the sky, and said slowly:

"My name is Rosie, and I'm... tired!"

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