big mouth ball king

Chapter 562

"It's the third time, and this time I will definitely be able to pass."

Cahill is facing Brazilian defender Maicon, the main right back of the Brazilian national team. He is fast and has great positioning ability. He can even squeeze out Alves' position in the national team.

The previous two times when Cahill challenged him, he was deflated and crushed, and it was impossible to form a breakthrough.

But later Tang Zhenglong told him a way, and this time he was going to give it a try.

Facing Maicon, Cahill suddenly accelerated, and then shouted: "Don, run."

Maicon subconsciously turned his head to look, but there was nothing behind him, but this was Cahill's scheme.

"no one!"

"No, I was fooled."

In such a short period of time, Cahill has already broken through.

"Damn, play me."

A sudden pass is a sudden pass, but it is not that simple to form a cross. Cahill made a fake cross, which was actually to smash the ball.

Maicon was dumbfounded again, "When did this guy become such a thief?"

Just taking advantage of a small time difference, Cahill made a cross.

In the middle of Inter Milan's penalty area, Materazzi fought off Saha. The ball arrived at the back point, and Zanetti was staring at Tang Zhenglong.

Tang Zhenglong was stuck in a relatively favorable position. Before the match, Mourinho reminded his players not to touch Tang Zhenglong in the penalty area. This guy would immediately fall to the ground and pretend to be dead to take a penalty kick. Zanetti was also afraid of such a thing.

But even so, Tang Zhenglong still fell to the ground.

"Depend on!!"

"It's too fake."

"Tang Zhenglong, it's up to you whether you want to make a movie or not." Mourinho laughed from the sidelines.

Tang Zhenglong raised his hands, "Penal kick! Referee, this is a penalty kick, he treated me roughly, penalty kick!!"

"Penalty!"

"Penalty!"

"..."

"Damn, no one pays attention to me."

Tang Zhenglong was upset, so he could only stand up slowly.

"No one cares about me?"

"I have to talk to Ibrahimovic about this."

Tang Zhenglong found Ibrahimovic.

"Zlatan, that is indeed a penalty, Chi Guoguo's penalty."

"Don, you are stupid."

"why?"

"Even if you flopped, you found the wrong person. Zanetti is recognized as a good person."

Zanetti's reputation in football is too good, loyal, hardworking, iron-blooded, this is the same as Liverpool's Gerrard, the soul of the team.

Tang Zhenglong Khan.

"Choose the wrong person?"

Ibrahimovic nodded.

"Okay, then can you defend me next time? You have a bad reputation, and the referee will definitely award a penalty."

"Go to Nima!!"

"roll."

"Hey, this is your idea, why are you angry again?"

"Get out, I have practiced Taekwondo, be careful I will kick your head."

Back in the frontcourt, Tang Zhenglong thought for a while, which one of Inter Milan has the worst reputation?Of course, Ibrahimovic definitely counts as one, but he is a striker. After thinking about it, Tang Zhenglong was amused, he thought of someone.

Materazzi! !
The most classic battle of this guy is the clash with Zidane in the 2006 World Cup final.

What the hell happened that time?
Only Materazzi and Zidane knew it, but since then, Materazzi's reputation in football has become famous.

Tang Zhenglong found Saha.

"I'll switch with you."

Saha was dumbfounded.

"Tang, we are two strikers in parallel positions. They are the same. What should we change?"

"I mean, I'll go to Materazzi's side and you to Zanetti's side."

"Does it make any difference?"

"of course."

We don't understand Tang Zhenglong's world. From Saha's point of view, this is no different, but since Tang Zhenglong wants to change, let's change.

Soon, Everton launched an attack.

Materazzi hurried to find Saha.

"Saha."

"Saha."

"What about people?"

Looking down, how did you become yellow-skinned?
Tang Zhenglong turned his head and looked at Materazzi with a smile, then fell to the ground in an elegant posture.

Materazzi was dumbfounded for a second, and then he realized that this guy was flopping himself.

"He dived."

"Referee, penalty kick, he is a bad guy, he is worse than Ibrahimovic."

"I think you're tired of working, aren't you! Dipping in front of me."

"I didn't dive."

"Did I touch a hair on your body just now?"

"Yes, I have!!"

Materazzi really wanted to beat Tang Zhenglong. Now he realized that Zidane's heart was on fire two years ago, and he would really lose control when he met a rogue.

"Referee, penalty kick."

"Referee, he dived."

Suddenly, both of them realized that something was wrong. Where is the referee?
It turned out that the referee did not stop the game at all, and now Inter Milan is attacking, which means that the two were completely ignored.

"We were ignored?"

Tang Zhenglong looked at Materazzi, and Materazzi looked at Tang Zhenglong.

"Too much, treat us as air."

"Bastard, at least giving a yellow card is also a respect for my diving."

"You admit that it was a flop?"

Tang Zhenglong cut, "Is it important now? The most important thing now is that we are ignored. Do you know what this means?"

"what?"

"It means you're dead."

"You're just mad!!"

*****
Ibrahimovic turned to look.

"Damn it, why is it you again?"

"Materazzi is out of breath. I only know now that it is worse than bad to be out of breath."

"..."

"Don, you are also the best striker in Europe, can't you score goals honestly? Why do you flop?"

"Tch, do you know why my opponents dare not treat me roughly in the penalty area? Think about Inzaghi."

Tang Zhenglong's physical condition will never be able to rely on his body like Ibrahimovic or Balotelli. He is destined to only use technology to gain an advantage.

Ibrahimovic understood that when the whole world knows that Tang Zhenglong likes to dive, then defenders must pay attention to their movements when defending him.

"Don, you are such a thief."

"Thank you."

Tang Zhenglong ran back to find Saha.

"Let's change it back, Materazzi is out of breath."

"..."

Saha doesn't want to understand Tang Zhenglong's world anymore, it's impossible anyway, so let's accept it.

*****
Moyes called Fellaini over. Neither of his two forwards were strong forwards, and they actually suffered a lot when fighting for the top.

"Maruwang, when our team makes a cross from the wing, you have to get in quickly to disrupt the situation."

"Okay, boss."

Neville made a pass at a 45-degree angle, which was nothing, but the appearance of the tall man Fellaini suddenly broke the balance.

Zanetti is hesitating, should he defend Tang Zhenglong or Gao Lao Fellaini?

In the end, Zanetti decided that it was better to defend Fellaini.

Tang Zhenglong looked at it and shouted: "Maruwang, give me the ball."

Zanetti was dumbfounded by Fellaini's header. Is Tang Zhenglong the real offensive point?
(End of this chapter)