big mouth ball king

Chapter 603 Speed ​​90
Diego Godin.

Tough guy from Uruguay.

Godin is responsible for marking Tang Zhenglong in this game.

After Tang Zhenglong's speed was upgraded to 90, his self-confidence also began to burst, and it felt like he was hanging around all the time.

"Why do I feel that Tang's speed has accelerated again?" Moyes said to Alan beside him.

"It's unlikely. Tang is almost 23 years old. It stands to reason that he is a stereotype in terms of speed, right?"

"Could it be that Tang has lost weight?"

"That seems even more unlikely."

On the court, Tang Zhenglong became more and more depressed as he played.

There are many types of speed on the football field, such as explosive power, running with the ball, and endurance. Tang Zhenglong's 90 refers to the highest speed while running with the ball.

And Godin is very good at suppressing Tang Zhenglong's start.

That's why sprinters can't come to play football, because you can't add up if you try to accelerate, and the opponent's defender will limit you.

The green field is not a [-]-meter runway, it is full of fierce confrontation.

"Damn, why is my 90 useless?"

"Master, your understanding of speed is too one-sided."

"is it?"

Tang Zhenglong was dumbfounded, isn't speed just speed?What else?
"Master, please experience it well."

In fact, the opponent Godin was not easy. He felt that Tang Zhenglong was as slippery as a loach. If he didn't hold down the first time and let him pass by, and the acceleration succeeded, then it would be basically impossible to hold him down again.

Tang Zhenglong found Godin.

"Your name is Godin, right?"

"My name is Diego Godin."

"Your name is Diego too?"

In Spanish-speaking countries, there are as many people named Godin as Zhang Wei in China.

"My father-in-law's name is Diego too."

"Your father-in-law?"

"Yes, Maradona, the Argentine one."

Godin rolled his eyes.

"Shameless!!"

"By the way, my speed is 90 now. Can you stop disturbing me and let me charge once. I really want to try my limit."

Tang Zhenglong's skills can only be used in official competitions, so he really wants to give it a try, but the opponent is like listening to heaven.

"Are you speaking English?"

"correct."

"Okay, stop speaking English to me."

……

*****
The tactic developed by Pellegrini was simple - attack Everton behind.

Premier League teams are fast-paced, and when attacking, the defenders press up a lot, so there is a lot of space behind them. Several defenders in Everton like to attack, such as Baines.

Pellegrini is indeed a master tactician. The tactics he formulated are very positive. He is waiting for an opportunity.

Everton's several attacks failed without success, while Huang Qian waited for the opportunity, and finally, they waited.

Huang Qian is a double forward, one is the Italian golden boy Rossi, and the other is the high center forward Llorente (not the one in Bilbao, the other Llorente).

Seizing an opportunity, Pires sent a cross and the ball was accurately found on Llorente's head. The Spanish high center forward was a guise. He swung the ball with a header and gave it to Rossi on the other side.

Everton was surprised, only to realize that the small man on Huang Qian's front line was the biggest threat. Baines chased back quickly, but it was too late. Rossi tore a hole and faced goalkeeper Howard.

"Shoot!!"

GOOOOOOOOAL! ! !

The cautious Chilean did not celebrate immediately, but looked at the referee first to make sure that Rossi was not offside before celebrating.

Moyes lowered his head and conceded the ball first.

"I knew nothing good would happen in Spain."

"David, do you really care about that incident?"

"..."

"..."

Moyes patted Alan on the shoulder, "Have you been spoiled by Tang Zhenglong? Your mouth is so big now."

"..."

*****
"My speed is 90, I'm 90, I'm really 90."

Tang Zhenglong is like a handsome guy, but when he walks on the street, he never turns his head back.

"I'm so fast, why no one cares about me."

"Master, it's not good for a man to be too fast."

"..."

"Damn it, your system is dirtier than mine now."

Tang Zhenglong looked at Godin, and he must use his speed to make the opponent deflate and let the opponent know how powerful I am.

Correct!
Just do it! !
"Hey, you stepped on my foot."

Tang Zhenglong looked down and accidentally stepped on Godin's foot.

"Your feet are so big."

"Nonsense, I'm much taller than you."

"..."

"You are not suitable to play as a forward forward. You are too short to stand up."

"Nima!!"

"I'm the World Footballer, okay?" But Tang Zhenglong didn't say that.

After a while, Howard kicked the goal.

Originally, it was enough for the goalkeeper to open the goal kick with a big kick, but suddenly Howard saw Tang Zhenglong running back.

"Give me the ball."

Howard was dumbfounded, why did Tang Zhenglong come back?

"Give it to me."

Howard could only push the ball to Tang Zhenglong.

Moyes also noticed something was wrong, what did Tang Zhenglong do when he came back?
Tang Zhenglong had already run between the two central defenders at this time. It was really weird, and even the well-informed Pellegrini couldn't understand it.

"The striker goes back to the defense for a goal kick? What's the matter?"

Tang Zhenglong turned around after taking the ball, and then ran faster and faster.

"That kid is really fast."

The fans at the Love Song Stadium couldn't help standing up, because this scene seemed familiar. Didn't Messi do this in the league?
It takes distance to fill up the speed of 90, which is why Tang Zhenglong ran back. As the speed became faster and faster, Huang Qian's players also became nervous.

Midfielder Senna.Cazorla was passed one after another, and Tang Zhenglong soon faced Godin.

"This guy went back to speed up? Then I can only say that you are weird."

Godin knew that against fast players, it would be fine to get stuck, as long as the opponent hit him.

So Godin got stuck on Tang Zhenglong's only way forward.

But...he was dumbfounded.

Tang Zhenglong actually passed the ball.

"Haha, are you stupid, do you think I will do it alone?"

After Saha received the ball, he and Tang Zhenglong played a two-for-one and knocked the ball back. Godin froze like a wooden dummy.

Tang Zhenglong faced goalkeeper Diego Lopez, dunked with his left foot and shot with his right foot.

ball……

Roll, roll, just as you were about to enter the door, someone touched it.

GOOOOOOOOOAL! ! !

Tang Zhenglong was dumbfounded, the ball was about to roll into the goal, Saha made another kick, and then the goal became his.

"Hey, this ball is mine, why are you touching it?"

Saha laughed and said, "Don, I knew what you wanted to do when I made the ball for you, so I ran to the goal right away."

……

Tang Zhenglong felt like he was being robbed.

"Don, you score so many goals, you don't mind if I score one?"

"I mind very much. Goals are like girlfriends. You can never have too many goals."

But Tang Zhenglong didn't say it, but said with a smile: "Of course I don't mind, remember to make a ball for me next time."

"Hahaha, let's talk."

(End of this chapter)