six finger demon

Chapter 57 Mutu Playing Stupid

With the official start of the match between the two teams, Veron's power was gradually revealed.

Although the Argentine wizard has a physical problem that is criticized, fans all over the world will be amazed when he really shows his skilled feet.

In the center of the field, when the bald man in the No. 20 Blues jersey and Duff on the wing staged a wonderful two-for-three in a small space, the passion of the visiting team at the Olympic Stadium was completely ignited.

"This is the Italian game!"

Liu Huilan sighed, pulled her son, and stood up with her husband beside her.

"Xiao Ming, did you see it? I can't see mom hugging you!"

"Mom, don't be ashamed! This is the Champions League! Not Serie A!" Xiao Gaoming, who was just over one meter away, gave his mother a look of contempt, and stepped on the stool.

"What's the difference?" Liu Huilan shielded Gao Xiaoming's surroundings with her hands one behind the other, for fear that he would fall off.

Fans stand on stools when they are excited. This phenomenon is also common in China, so Liu Huilan is very skilled in this area.

"Of course there is a difference!" Gao Xiaoming patted his mother's hands away, "Mom, the team in white here is Lazio, the Serie A team; the team in blue over there is Chelsea, the Premier League team!"

"Isn't it just England and Italy? Why do I think they are all played by Europeans?"

"Honey, you're wrong!" Gao Yuejin, who was cheering with a small flag, also turned his head to join the conversation, "Have you seen the Chelsea goalkeeper? He's Chinese!"

"What's wrong with the Chinese." Liu Huilan knew Tang Wu's nationality when the player list was broadcast before, but she still insisted: "You see, he didn't go up to grab the ball like everyone else, why stand behind by himself? "

"Xiao Ming, tell your mother, it's been more than ten years, and your mother and I can't make sense!" After Gao Yuejin handed over one of the flags in his hand to his son, he joined in the voice of "ho, hey, ha".

"Mom, Tang Wu is the goalkeeper! The goalkeeper!" Gao Xiaoming felt helpless.

After accepting Dad's flag, I have to do things for Dad.

"Isn't it because the teammates don't take him to play? Or let him keep the goal!"

"Mom, I really admire you!" Gao Xiaoming was completely defeated by Liu Huilan, "Do you know that a good goalkeeper can beat the top half of the team!"

Gao Yuejin gave Gao Xiaoming these words, and Gao Ming also deeply agreed.

"Hmph, you and my father are only good enough to bully me, but I can't understand it!" Although Liu Huilan was angry, she still focused on her son, for fear that he might make a mistake.

Although Liu Huilan doesn't know much about football, she has watched many football matches with her husband and son over the years.

They watched the domestic A-League alone.

She has seen many scenes of excited fans in the stands, but she has never felt surrounded by fans like today.

There were shouts one after another, fans of the visiting team and the home team scolded each other, and the interference of football hooligans could be heard endlessly. Everything was so chaotic.

"This place is much more lively than Jinzhou Stadium!" Liu Huilan had to admit.

Just when Liu Huilan compared the Olympic Stadium with the Golden State Stadium in her mind, her husband and son suddenly shouted together.

This time, Liu Huilan heard clearly what the two of them were shouting.

"Tang Wu! Tang Wu! Tang Wu!"

The fans in the neutral stands were chanting "TOM", but there was a sigh from all over the Olympic Stadium.

In the small restricted area, Tang Wu got up from the ground, pointed with his left hand at the ball that had just bounced on the billboard, clenched his fist with his right hand, patted his chest and shouted loudly: "Wayne, near corner, near corner! Block the near corner for me!"

Bridge pinched his waist and looked at Tang Wu with embarrassment.

If he had put his focus on the inside just now, even if Inzaghi shot forcibly, he would have been blocked by his extended foot in time, instead of flying to the goal line and being punched by Tang Wudan.

This was Lazio's first attack in the first half, and it was also Lazio's first shot.

But it was this shot that almost broke through Chelsea's gate.

How could Tang Wu not be angry?

After drinking with Sun Taiyang and Li Tie last time, Tang Wu suddenly realized that he had a greater goal.

The Olympic Games, Asian Cup, World Preliminaries and other competitions are coming soon. If I don't make good use of Chelsea's starting position, then even if I return to China, I will become a substitute again.

The position of the goalkeeper is not like other positions. It can be rotated and replaced.You can express yourself in the only playing time and win the "heart" of the coach.

In a World Cup match, if it is not guaranteed that the team will definitely qualify or will not qualify, the substitute goalkeeper will hardly be able to play.

This is the tragedy of the substitute goalkeeper!

Like the Gunners' Lehmann!
His goal-line skills and saving ability are already well-deserved world-class goalkeepers, but unfortunately, under the halo of the Lion King Kahn, he can only become a substitute in the German national team.

So Tang Wu has long made up his mind to seize every opportunity to replace Chelsea in the next game.

Only in this way can I make my experience in the competition no less than those old goalkeepers in China who have been guarding for more than ten years.

What's more, today is the Champions League, and Chelsea are facing Lazio, the most competitive team in the same group.

Facing such a team, Tang Wu didn't want to make any mistakes.

"Xiao Ming, is this Tang Wu very powerful?" After the shouts around her gradually stopped, Liu Huilan hurriedly handed over a bottle of mineral water.

"Of course! Tang Wu is the number one goalkeeper in China!" Gao Xiaoming took a sip of water and praised Tang Wu without hesitation!
"Better than that Liu Jiansheng?"

"Mom, what are you talking about, how can Tang Wu compare with that kind of person!" Gao Xiaoming looked contemptuous.

Liaozu goalkeeper Liu Jiansheng has recently been involved in a big lawsuit because of smoking X. It is also because of the overwhelming reports in China that Liu Huilan remembers Tang Wu's only "peer"!
"Mom, do you know? We Chinese players have played abroad for more than a dozen years. But when it comes to goalkeepers, Tang Wu is the only one!"

"Cut, it's as if it's real!" Although Liu Huilan was skeptical, she really didn't have any news about other goalkeepers in her mind.

Of course, many goalkeepers have gone abroad for further study over the years.But most of them are benched in the lower leagues, but the Chinese people don't know that's all.

Corner kicks are Tang Wu's forte.After these days of training, even if it's an outspin ball, as long as the arc is not too big, Tang Wu will occasionally choose to attack.

The corner kick taken by Livelani was firmly received by Tang Wu. After driving all the players out of the penalty area, Tang Wu chose to throw the ball to Glenn Johnson on the wing.

Since Chelsea controlled the midfield, Tang Wu didn't want to let the opponent and his teammates compete for the ball!
"Hey! Over here!" Players rarely yell long sentences during offense.

Veron understood and immediately sent the ball to fellow Crespo.

As soon as the Argentine striker touched the ball, he was "taken care of" fiercely by the Lazio defender.

Liverani, who had just returned to defense, seemed to only have the ball in his eyes, striding forward, rushing towards Crespo with an indomitable momentum all over his body.

Naturally, the Argentine didn't want to sit still, and pushed the ball to Mutu's feet with a light push on the outside of his left foot.

At the same time, he twisted his body and squeezed away Livelani's rush.

Crespo's body is not vegetarian!
The Romanian naturally knew what his teammates meant, and he was ready to be a "wall" before the ball rolled in front of him.

But before the swinging leg hit the ball, a figure slammed into Mutu with inertia.

With an exaggerated cry, Mutu was directly crushed by Mikhailovich.

Beep beep beep!

The referee blew his whistle quickly and interrupted the game.

Mutu was lying on the ground, only feeling that there were two villains circling around his head.

"Dad, did you score a goal?" A little angel wearing a red pipe cap on the left clasped his hands and whispered in his ear.

"HONEY! I'll let you shoot as many times as you score!" A succubus in revealing clothes on the right also pulled his ear and blew into his ear.

"Oh, referee, where am I?"

The referee frowned. Although he felt something was wrong, he still judged that Mutu had been hit hard.

Mikhailovich on the side heard the voice: "Hey, the referee, he is playing stupid!"

You can see that the person in front of you is a referee, but you don't know where you are?
Seeing the yellow card that the referee was about to hand out, Mikhailovich could no longer control himself.Breaking away from his teammates, he stepped forward and grabbed Mutu by the collar, "Hey, you idiot, wake up, stop pretending!"

Mutu has played in Serie A for three years, and the defenders defending him certainly know what kind of virtue he is.

"Hey, please show some respect! Please don't hurt my teammates!" Lampard was the first to rush up, pulling away Mikhailovich's hand, and blocking Mutu behind him.

Then Terry, Veron, Duff and others also surrounded them and stood in front of the Lazio players one-on-one.

In the end, no matter how Mikhailovich obstructed him, a yellow card was still erected above his head.

Seeing the irresistible yellow card, the Serbian defender spat on the ground and said harshly to Mutu, "Boy, wait for me!"

When the Lazio players gradually retreated, Mutu got up under the pull of Lampard.

Looking back at Veron in front of the ball, Mutu trotted towards the penalty area.

While running, he crossed himself on his chest: "Oh, HONEY! Thank you for pointing me in the right direction!"

(End of this chapter)