big mouth ball king

Chapter 528 Tang Zhenglong PKs David
GOOOOOOOOOOAL! !
Cheers erupted from Wembley Stadium.

GOOOOOOOOOOAL! !
"Tang Zhenglong scored again."

Lao Lei's face was livid.

Tang Zhenglong rushed into the goal to fish out the ball.

"Nani, I scored a goal."

"It was Rooney just now? Now it's Nani again?"

James was completely annoyed, and reached out his hand to grab the back of Tang Zhenglong's neck.

"Are you deaf, bastard? I told you, don't disgust me."

"Referee, help me."

Only then did James react and let go immediately, but it was too late, and a yellow card cannot escape.

Tang Zhenglong snickered, the yellow card has come, so can the red card be far behind?
The game continued, and slowly, Lao Lei discovered that his team and Everton were no longer at the same level.

Everton's midfielder is very sophisticated in possession of the ball, no wonder they can win the Premier League championship.

But Lao Lei is still dissatisfied. The term Everton has nothing to do with the giants.

It's like being a nouveau riche and being looked down upon by others. We were the same people yesterday, so why are you different today.

Not convinced! !
Dissatisfaction is dissatisfaction, but on the court, it is difficult for Portsmouth to create shooting opportunities.

Tang Zhenglong peeked at James.

"How can I give him another yellow card?"

"Fouls are okay. For example, if you are single-handedly thrown down by James, it must be a yellow card."

"Okay, let's do it!!"

Tang Zhenglong ran back and found several teammates in the midfield.

"Press the formation back a bit and let the opponent attack, then I will have a chance to counterattack."

Teammates looked at each other.

"But the tactical order of the boss is to let us keep the ball."

Tang Zhenglong shook his head.

"Just listen to me."

……

dumbfounded.

Listen to you?How old are you?

"Don, you should know that disobeying the head coach's order will result in a beating."

"No! There is a saying in China that the general will be outside, and the king's order will not be accepted."

Everyone put on a bewildered expression.

"We don't study much and have never been to China, so don't lie to us."

Tang Zhenglong patted everyone on the shoulders.

"It's okay, listen to me."

Everyone looked at each other, should we just listen to Tang Zhenglong?It's really hard to say whether the team is Moyes or Tang Zhenglong.

Moyes suddenly felt something was wrong, why did his team retreat?
"Why did they come back?"

Usually retreating to defend is because the strength is not as good as the opponent, and they can't control the ball in the midfield. At this time, Everton completely overwhelms the opponent in the midfield.

"Maybe it's a tactic. It's easier to fight back like this."

"But I haven't ordered it yet!!"

"David, have you noticed that after Tang Zhenglong ran back just now, everyone began to shrink their defenses?"

"It seems to be! Could it be!!"

After 20 seconds, Tang Zhenglong was called to the sidelines.

"Tell me! Is it a tactic you changed?"

"No, how dare I."

"Then what's going on?"

Moyes pointed to the changed formations on the pitch.

"How do I know that?"

"How about I ask someone during the halftime break? How about betting 100 million pounds?"

Tang Zhenglong was dumbfounded, 100 million?That will cost my life.

"talk."

Tang Zhenglong lowered his head.

"I admit that I changed the tactics."

Moyes was furious, Tang Zhenglong can now modify his tactics without permission?
"Boss, listen to me. I'm also doing it for the good of the team. Now that we're leading, defensive counterattack is the best option."

Moyes' face was livid, and Alan said from the side: "Don, this is not a question of right or wrong, but the only way to modify tactics is the head coach."

Tang Zhenglong put on a good attitude of admitting his mistakes.

"Okay, I get it, I will never do it again."

Moyes was defeated by Tang Zhenglong, his pitiful face made it hard to get angry.

"Okay, go back."

"Okay, boss."

After Tang Zhenglong left, Moyes and Alan looked at each other and smiled.

"Sometimes it's really impossible to take him."

"I think this is also the cutest part of Tang."

"Hahaha."

Faced with Everton's weakness, Portsmouth really thought that there was something wrong with Everton and began to press the formation.

"Yes, this is Everton's real strength. It was an illusion just now. How could Everton be so strong."

Lao Lei hopes that the team can score a goal, bring the score back, and then overtake in the second half.

The ball was in front of the penalty area, the ball was passed around, but Portsmouth lacked the kind of players who can deliver a killer blow, such as Everton's Mikel Arteta.

In the end, Diarra chose a long shot in front of the penalty area, and the ball was hugged by Howard.

From a distance, Howard saw Tang Zhenglong waving.

This is an opportunity to fight back.

Howard drove over with a big kick, and Portsmouth realized that there were so few defenders on their side.

"What are you still doing in a daze? Run back quickly." Lao Lei was waving his hands and screaming, he had already seen the crisis.

After Tang Zhenglong dribbled past a person, he faced the goalkeeper.

This time James was ready for battle. He took a few steps and also paid attention to blocking the angle of the shot.

"Will Don score again?"

The commentator does not want the game to lose its suspense so quickly.

While running, Tang Zhenglong's left shoulder suddenly sank, and James' eyes widened.

"It's not good, he wants to surpass others."

Pass the ball, the sideline, and the next step is to pass.

"Pounce on me, hurry up on me."

But the movements under the hands of an old goalkeeper like James are very clean. He did not pounce on Tang Zhenglong, but continued to seal the angle.

"Damn!! I'm not fooled."

Tang Zhenglong thought for a while, and could only flop, so...

"Oh my god, Tang Zhenglong fell down, is it a penalty?"

James shook his finger at the referee, indicating that the ball had nothing to do with him.

"He fell by himself."

Tang Zhenglong sat on the ground and rubbed his legs. The referee drew yellow cards while running.

"Hahaha, I succeeded."

"Wait a minute...referee, did you make a mistake?"

The referee gave Tang Zhenglong a yellow card.

Tang Zhenglong stood up abruptly.

"My yellow card?"

"That's right, you flopped and your left leg tripped over your right leg."

……

"How good is your eyesight, can you see so far away?"

"Referee, how could my left leg trip over my right leg? It's unscientific."

"I think so too, Tang you are a genius."

Tang Zhenglong laughed awkwardly.

"Master referee, can you cancel my yellow card for the sake of my genius?"

"it's out of the question."

……

Tang Zhenglong almost died of sweat.

At this moment, a big hand patted Tang Zhenglong's shoulder.

"Tang, you failed to harm someone, you deserve it."

Tang Zhenglong chuckled, "Misunderstanding, it's all a misunderstanding. My left leg accidentally tripped over my right leg. There is no such thing as flopping."

But with a yellow card on his back, he has to be careful next time, don't go down first without getting his opponent down.

(End of this chapter)