six finger demon

Chapter 307 The Hospitality Was Good

After coming to Chelsea, Mourinho never valued personal performance, but he praised Terry many times in public.

"Terry is the best central defender in the world, I know Sir Alex Ferguson would say the same about Ferdinand, just like Wanger said the same about Campbell, Ancelotti said the same about Nesta, but in my opinion Terry is indeed the best. of."

"Since I started at Chelsea, he has been consistent, no ups and downs, no mistakes, his commitment to the game doesn't make a difference whether it's Manchester United or West Bromwich Albion."

"He led Chelsea and his voice was very important on the pitch. In some clubs, the captain is appointed by the manager; in some clubs, the captain is chosen by the players; in others, the captain is an asset to the whole club because He's committed to the team for a long time."

"Terry is the captain who combines the above three points. He is very respected by the players, so he is the choice of the players. I also trust him [-]%. I think he, like me, is born to be a leader."

In the end, countless praises converged into one sentence: It is easy to shake mountains, but it is difficult to shake Terry!
As an England player born and bred in the Chelsea youth academy, under the influence of the captain's armband, the 23-year-old Terry gradually faded away from the youthfulness of the young boy, and gradually put the word of responsibility on his shoulders.

All along, Terry has done an excellent job in this regard.

Including this game.

But who would have thought that at the last minute, the Blues affected the entire game because of the lack of physical strength of the captain.

Just like people never thought that the solid arm of the crane would suddenly break.

No one blamed Terry.

Whether it was Chelsea players, fans, or members of the coaching staff on the sidelines, they all silently watched the Liverpool players celebrating wildly on the sidelines, feeling deeply moved.

This is Anfield, the territory of the Red Army.As the host here, Liverpool is qualified to vent wantonly here.

After "wasting" more than a minute, the players on both sides returned to their own half.

In this moment, everything becomes different.

The psychological gap caused by conceding a goal made many Chelsea players lose their fighting spirit, and even Lampard wanted to end this damn game immediately.Get out of this quagmire as soon as possible, go home, take a good bath, and then have a good sleep.

The remaining few minutes turned into rubbish time, as Liverpool players began to play three passes and two downs from the back after stealing the ball in midfield.As long as the Chelsea players stepped forward to press, Hyypia and others passed the ball back to Tang Wu.

Going deep into the opponent's half leads to futile runs.

When Gudjohnsen, Joe Cole or Kezhiman ran in front of Tang Wu, the Liverpool goalkeeper always ushered in a powerful big foot.

After three times, these energetic Blues strikers stopped attacking.

In this way, Riley looked at the players on both sides who had no fighting spirit, and blew the whistle for the end of the game.

Whoops! ! !

As soon as Beitu ran two steps, he was hugged from the side by an unknown Liverpool staff member.

Excited Liverpool members once again gathered in front of the coach's bench to cheer the victory.

Coupled with the jumping and shouting Red Army fans standing in the stands, many people who just turned on the TV thought that Liverpool had won another incredible cup.

But this is just an ordinary league game.

It's just that the Red Army's opponent is Chelsea.

Chelsea happened to be the leader again.

The on-site commentator looked at the dejected Blues players on the screen, his face was full of pride and pride.

"Look, we won!"

"Chelsea is not invincible!"

"Who said we can't?"

"We can do anything!"

"We are Liverpool!"

"This is Anfield!!!"

With the end of the game, all the grievances on the field came to naught.

Lampard, Makelele and others came to Tang Wu one after another, and had a friendly hug with Tang Wu.

"To be honest, Tang, you really shocked me this time." Lampard looked helpless, "When did you kid run away like this?"

"I've always been good at running, but I just didn't have the chance to run before!" Tang Wu laughed while touching his bald head.

"Fack, if I knew you could run like this, I would have joined the attack!" Lampard rubbed his chin and remembered Tang Wu's good time in the Blues.

Back then, Blues defenders and holding midfielders never had to worry about an opponent attacking from inside the opponent's box with an extremely precise kick.

"Tang, I admit that we lost." With the support of his teammates, Terry limped to Tang Wu's side.

The captain of the blue army looked at this young man who was his teammate half a year ago, his eyes were full of helplessness.

It was this young goalkeeper who invisibly consumed most of Terry's physical strength and energy in attack after attack.

The intensive schedule already made the captain of the blue team breathless, and this game was so high-intensity that even Terry would "stumble".

If he could choose by himself, Terry really didn't want to be an opponent with a player like Tang Wu.

"John, how is my reception? Everyone is satisfied!" Tang Wu and Terry bumped into fists, and they seemed to have returned to the days they had half a year ago.

"Very good! Very good!" Terry smiled wryly, and looked at his teammates around him. The others were like him, with bitter and embarrassing expressions on their faces.

But soon, the captain of the blue army adjusted his mind, and jokingly said: "But compared to your hospitality, I still like Linda's hospitality."

"Linda from 'Lipstick'?" Tang Wu continued, "That thong pole dancing artist with breast augmentation at least three times?"

"Fake! Stay away from me!" Terry pushed Tang Wu away with a look of disgust.

After the game, Mourinho and Beitu also showed gentlemanly demeanor.

The two shook hands friendlyly in front of the player tunnel and smiled at each other.When he let go of his hand and turned his head the next second, his expression changed back to his original expression again.

Such a fast face-changing speed made the reporters around taking pictures and videotaping amazed.

Mourinho's face was full of sternness, but the corner of Bei's bald mouth was filled with a touch of satisfaction.

Who said that the Europa League champion coach is not as good as the Champions League champion coach?
I can beat you without a major general, why are you pretending to be X?

Looking at the score that was fixed at 1-0, Zhan Jun said with a straight face: "Friends in the audience, let us congratulate Liverpool and Tang Wu."

"Tang Wu and Liverpool have shown us how to fight against a strong enemy in adversity. As long as everyone is united and dares to fight, any opponent can be defeated, even if they are Chelsea!"

"Finally, I wish everyone a happy new year. I hope that in the new year, Tang Wu and Liverpool can make persistent efforts and get a better ranking!"

(End of this chapter)