six finger demon

Chapter 324 The Patron Saint of Liverpool

Chelsea corner.

Gallas pinched his waist near the corner flag, looking at the players from both sides in the penalty area.Suddenly pushed the ball under his feet and sent a tactical corner kick.

Joe Cole quickly ran out of the penalty area to meet Gallas' corner kick.

Due to insufficient mental preparation, Joe Cole could only kick a half-high ball in a hurry under Traore's pressure, and passed the ball back to Gallas who came back from a more dangerous run.

Traore gave up on Joe Cole and ran towards Gallas and the ball at his feet.

Gallas had no choice but to hang the ball high into the penalty area without waiting for the ball to fall.

Football is such a wonderful thing. Sometimes your effortless cooperation will be broken by the opponent's defender stretching out his leg after a kick;

The ball flew high into the Liverpool penalty area and looked harmless.

However, a blue figure suddenly broke into the crowd, aiming at the falling ball and jumping.

The ball landed [-] or [-] meters away from the goal. Coupled with the interference of the Liverpool players, no matter how strong Lampard's header ability was, he could not pose a threat to Tang Wu's goal.

But the general of the blue army is very smart. After several long-range shots failed, he knew very well that if he wanted to break through Tang Wu's gate, he had to be caught off guard!
Ever since, Lampard's header was a little bit, and the ball was ferried to Drogba on the edge of the small penalty area.

All Liverpool's defenders were running out, but Carragher was still one step behind and dragged to the last position.

Offside?

Still not offside?
Several consecutive Red Army members raised their right arms high, signaling Drogba to catch the ball offside.

Tang Wu was obviously not among them.

For forwards, they are obliged to give up the attack after offside, of course, the premise is that they hear the whistle; but for goalkeepers, no matter whether the referee's whistle sounds or not, they must control the ball in their own hands as soon as possible.

"Hey! You're offside!" Tang Wu yelled, running towards the ball at Drogba's feet.

The single goal 8 meters in front of the goal, this is a golden opportunity for Chelsea to equalize the score!

"Dangerous!" Zhan Jun's worried voice came from the CCTV studio.

As the top scorer in Ligue [-] last season, Tang Wu's little trick is not justified for Drogba at all.For him, it's just a matter of sticking out and pushing the ball into the damn gate.

On the sidelines, Mourinho had already clenched his fists, staring at Drogba nervously, ready to raise his hands and cheer at any time.

On the other side, Beitu also opened his eyes wide, staring at the heads-up in Liverpool's penalty area without blinking.

After the chest stop, Drogba turned and faced the goal.

With the strength of the beast in Côte d'Ivoire, even taking a volley is no problem.

That's what he does!
Drogba believes in his footwork so much that he doesn't need to continue to adjust.At this distance, even with his eyes closed, he can whip the ball into the goal.

What he pursued was to shoot the goal with the fastest speed at the first time, so that Tang Wu couldn't even react.

Bang!
The touch from the instep indicated that he had succeeded!
The ball flew straight to the upper right corner of the goal like a fired shell.

Are you going to score?
Is Chelsea on the verge of an equalizer?

Are the two sides going back to the same starting line again?

The Blues fans in the stands all held their breath, watching Drogba's every move with both eyes, accumulating strength and waiting for the moment of explosion.

Oh my god!Let's break through TOM's goal once!We knew it was a wrong sell!

Drogba's every move was seen by Tang Wu, and his brain had already anticipated Drogba's leg swing.Tang Wu immediately gritted his teeth, stamped his right foot on the ground, and jumped up diagonally to the right.

The vigorous body of the Liverpool goalkeeper is like a jumping monkey, leaping forward through layers of resistance in the air.

Bang!
The clenched left fist sticks out straight from the top of the head, stretching as much as you want.The left fist with an extra finger remained motionless like a piece of steel after being hit by the ball.The forward ball had no choice but to bounce to a higher place.

Snapped!
Tang Wu's body fell heavily from the air to the ground.

Looking around, what I saw was Drogba's unbelievable expression.

WHAT? ? ?

The ball didn't go in? ? ?

There was an exclamation in the sky above the Millennium Stadium.

After exclaiming, the Blues fans lamented: "Fack! I said you shouldn't sell TOM!"

"Oh! holy shit!"

"What did I see?" The live commentator was also extremely excited.

"Drogba is squatting in front of the Liverpool gate with his hands covering his face. It can be seen that the Blues general can hardly believe that the ball will be saved!"

"Oh my God, what an amazing save!"

"AMAZING TOM, AMAZING SAVE!"

“AMAZING TOM, REALLY AMAZING TOM“

After chanting a few words back and forth, the commentator continued: "Seeing such wonderful saves, who dares to say that TOM is not the number one goalkeeper in the Premier League!"

"No, he is number one in the world!"

"His left hand was born for goalkeeping, he is a genius, a natural goalkeeper!!!"

In the commentary booth of the Millennium Stadium, commentators from all over the world are describing the magnificent save just now in their own languages.However, this level of saving can only be conveyed by replay, and ordinary words cannot describe its greatness at all.

"Hoohoho!!!"

Tang Wu stood up, clenched his left fist like a predator, and beat his chest condescendingly in front of Drogba.

bang bang bang! ! !
One time is not enough, two times, three times.
When Gerald, Hypia and others rushed to surround Tang Wu, they stopped Tang Wu's "self-mutilation" beating.

Members of the Red Army surrounded him one by one. Tang Wu stood in the center, holding his left fist high.

This is Liverpool's last line of defense!
Anyone who wants to pass by must walk over my dead body! !
I am the Patron Saint of Liverpool! ! !
Tang Wu raised his single fist, and Drogba crouched on the ground.The two formed a sharp contrast in the same picture, and perhaps there will be more fights between the two in the future.But this time, Tang Wu was the winner!

At this moment, all the fans who came to the Millennium Stadium to watch the game were all drunk by Tang Wu.

Calm psychological quality, decisive attack, amazing reaction, extreme save, all of these are so flawless and perfect.

Mourinho shook his head and sighed helplessly.

But the arrogant young marshal did not lose his composure because of this, he was just a little disappointed.

The game has only passed half a point, and there is still a long time left for Chelsea and Drogba.What he has to do is to help the players stabilize their minds and organize the next wave of offense.

Taking advantage of the dead ball opportunity, Mourinho called Terry to the sidelines and gave a few words.The captain of the blue team brought the coach's words to the audience, and the Chelsea players felt a little more at ease.

Seeing Tang Wu strike again and hold Chelsea's corner kick in his arms, Bei Bald's face was full of satisfaction.

That's right!

I'm in the back three, I'm just letting Tom out of the box to play the sweeper, I'm just letting him kick all the midfield free kicks!

What can you do with me?
Those damn media, shut your stinking mouths and let me open my eyes and take a good look!
TOM is the number one goalkeeper in the world, who else dares to say that we have neglected his goalkeeping skills?
TOM is a genius, a goalkeeper genius who doesn't stick to the penalty area!

The world of geniuses, you idiots will not understand, hahahahahaha
No one could see that this bald Spanish young marshal with a smile on his face was already smiling in his heart!

(End of this chapter)