big mouth ball king

Chapter 489
"Master, I still feel uncomfortable when I think of the empty goal in the first half."

Yakubu turned on Tang Monk mode again.

Tang Zhenglong was dying of sweat, "This guy always bothers me when he can't score goals. I'm not your nanny."

"Do you think this is good? I will create a good chance for you later and guarantee you a goal."

"But I even missed the empty goal."

……

Damn, it's endless! !Started an infinite loop.

"Don't worry, I promise you can enter this time."

"What if not?"

"Then..."

"Work harder next time."

Yakubu almost vomited blood, so to say this is to say nothing.

After changing sides to fight again in the second half, the pace of the game between the two sides has slowed down a bit, and they are both accumulating their strength. The final decisive battle will be 75 minutes later.

Grant called out several offensive players on the bench to warm up, including Pizarro and Ben Haim.

Soon, the game came to 75 minutes, still 1 to 1, Grant began to make substitutions.

Pizarro played, and Anelka formed a double striker.

For Chelsea, 1-1 is out and they have to score again.

But what to be afraid of, Chelsea made a backcourt error and gave Everton a corner kick.

Grant scolded his mother in his heart. At such a critical time, he made a mistake in stopping the ball in the backcourt and gave the opponent a corner kick?
It's like a person who only has 10 pounds in his pocket, and starts a business with this money for lunch, but he didn't expect to keep the money on the way.

The Chelsea players all fell back to defend.

Makelele saw that Tang Zhenglong did not run into the restricted area.

At this moment, a shocking scene appeared.

Tang Zhenglong, Cahill, Yakubu, and Neville circled around in front of the penalty area.

"Three circles to the left."

"Three circles to the right."

Chelsea was stunned, what is this for?
At the moment when Chelsea was distracted, Arteta took a corner kick. The four people who were still circling were divided into front point, middle point and back point, and quickly inserted to grab the point.

It turns out that the purpose of spinning in circles is to confuse the opponent.

Carvalho headed the ball over the baseline.

Everton continued to take a corner kick.

"Come on, let's keep going in circles."

The Chelsea players were outraged.

"Are they taking us for fools?"

"Why do I feel that this matter was organized by Tang Zhenglong?"

"Yes, it must be him. No one can come up with such a weird tactic except him."

The four Everton people here don't care, even if the next second is the end of the world, they are still going around happily.

The moment Arteta took a corner kick, the four immediately dispersed to grab a point.

"Again!!!"

This time it was Chelsea defender Alex who hit the ball first, but the ball was not pushed far, and the ball reached Tang Zhenglong's feet.

Makelele came to Tang Zhenglong as if teleporting.

Tang Zhenglong still had no chance to shoot directly.

"How about... another Marseille turnaround?"

As soon as Makelele, the boring gourd, made eye contact with Tang Zhenglong, he instantly understood what Tang Zhenglong was going to do.

Flick the ball lightly, then step on the ball.

Marseilles turn! !
what!
Where's the ball? ?
Chelsea are also looking for the ball here.

The ball stays where it is again.

Just when everyone was looking for the ball, someone followed up with a burst shot, and the ball flew into the goal with a swipe.

Yakubu! !

"Master, you really scored for me, you left the ball where it was on purpose, right?"

Tang Zhenglong...

In fact, it was Marseille who sent the ball, but this time it was sent to the right person.

Of course Tang Zhenglong couldn't show his timidity, he patted Yakubu with a smile, "That's right, I just left the ball where it was on purpose, to give you the chance to shoot."

Makelele flashed over.

"Did you make a mistake? It's the same as the first time."

"Nonsense, I did it on purpose, it's called a Marseille assist."

Marseille assist?

Your face is really big.

*****
Grant has been pushed into the corner, and Chelsea need to score 2 more goals to advance, otherwise they will be out.

Although the League Cup is tasteless, it has reached the semi-finals, who would want to give up easily.

It's like the room is ready, even if the woman is not very beautiful, you will not easily give up the opportunity to talk.

With a big wave of Grant's hand, Ashley Cole was placed on the winger position, leaving only three defenders in the back line.

This is a desperate game. If Everton counterattacks and scores another goal, it will be over.

After passing the ball five or six times, it came to Ballack's feet, rubbed the ball, and was about to pass it to Anelka, but the intention was too obvious and was pushed out by the Everton player.

The ball came to Ballack's feet again, this time he was going to be simple and rude, and he kicked it directly.

A burst shot went straight to Howard.

Naturally, Howard couldn't hold this kind of ball with his palms. He raised two fists and hit the ball.

The ball flew high and came to the midfield. Tang Zhenglong was fighting for position with Makelele.

"Haha, I finally met someone shorter than me, little dwarf, I'm going to bully you."

Makelele couldn't compete with Tang Zhenglong in this kind of jumping and scrambling for the ball on the spot.

Shun the ball forward, Tang Zhenglong began to accelerate.

Makelele followed behind Tang Zhenglong and was able to keep up at first, but was quickly thrown away.

Grant was so surprised that Tang Zhenglong could get so far away from Makelele by accelerating in a straight line?
There were only two people in Chelsea's defense line. Tang Zhenglong went straight to Carvalho. One-on-one, Tang Zhenglong used his speed to overwhelm his opponent.

Cavallora couldn't hold back.

"One-handed!!"

Everton fans stood up one after another, will this be the game-killing goal?
Even if it is one-on-one, Cech is still so confident, he has the confidence to save the ball.

At this moment, Tang Zhenglong stretched out his left foot.

Cech showed a bewildered smile on his left foot.

"Fake action."

But the next second he was dumbfounded, Tang Zhenglong stretched out his left foot and shot.

"It's amazing, Tang Zhenglong is a right-footed player, but he shoots with his left foot."

This was a scene that no one expected, and Cech was also stunned.

The ball slowly rolled into the goal.

GOOOOOAL! !
Tang Zhenglong hurried to the sidelines to celebrate.

This time it's Hulk.

"Look, Tang Zhenglong is imitating the ape-man Tarzan."

"Ape-man Tarzan."

"Ape-man Tarzan."

?

...&%?

Tang Zhenglong was dumbfounded, this is the Hulk, how did he become Tarzan the ape-man?
After much deliberation, well, getting a yellow card can only be recognized.

Tang Zhenglong took off his jersey, rolled around on the lawn, his body was covered with green, and then did the same action just now.

"What does this mean?"

green.

muscle man.

Someone figured it out.

"Hulk, Tang Zhenglong is imitating Hulk."

Ding dong.

The third imitation task is completed.

Tang Zhenglong has imitated Spider-Man, Iron Man and Hulk respectively.

"There are only two more to complete the task."

Turning around, you can't escape with a yellow card, but it doesn't matter if you get a card after completing the task and adding Marvel's cash.

In the end, Chelsea failed to stage a reversal. Everton advanced to the League Cup final 3-1 with a total score of 5-3.

(End of this chapter)