six finger demon

Chapter 75 Psychological Warfare

"This Manchester United won a very controversial penalty at the last moment."

Seeing this penalty kick, Huang Jianxiang was disgusted as if he had eaten a fly.

He thought of the partner who could only be sent after that year. If he had a helper by his side, he would definitely vomit all the depression in his heart.

"Manchester United have scored 8 penalties this season." Huang Jianxiang looked at the data, intending to convey his meaning in this way. "They made seven of them."

The backstage of the live broadcast room exploded. There were countless text messages, phone calls and messages from netizens. Everyone was saying: "Is this the overlord of the Premier League? If you can't kick it, you will only make small moves?"

"Black whistle! This is too bullying! From now on, I will hate Manchester United forever!"

"Manchester United is rubbish, the Premier League is rubbish! How can this kind of team be called a giant?"

Naturally, Huang Jianxiang couldn't read this kind of remarks, and the backstage staff also sweated profusely after screening, but they couldn't find one that met the broadcasting standards.

The Chinese broadcast studios thousands of miles away are in such a mess, let alone the local Stamford Bridge.

The searchlights around the blue bridge have all been turned on, not only to illuminate the smoke, but also to dispel the coming darkness.

The fans who came to the scene today were quite restrained. Apart from protesting loudly in their own positions, they did not make other radical moves.

The security guards on the sidelines were already tense. After all, under such circumstances, extreme fans could not control themselves and rushed into the stadium at any time.

In the back-and-forth switching shots, corresponding to the ecstatic Ferguson is a distorted and deformed face of La Nieli.

The usually gentle and gentle old man became hysterical at this moment, and kept roaring after the fourth official.

"Sorry Mr. Ranieri, Wayne and the two line referees have already communicated, this is indeed a real foul!" The fourth official wearing a little red hat smiled and repeated the same words over and over again, like It's like a tireless repeater.

"A real foul?" Ranieli yelled, "So many free kicks before were real fouls? Are you guys all blind?"

Seeing Ferguson beckoning, Ronaldo and Ruud van Nistelrooy ran to the sidelines.

"Rude, you play this ball!" Ferguson maintained 100% trust in Ruud Ruud.

"No problem!" Ruud turned his head and looked at the chaotic Chelsea bench, and nodded confidently.

Ruud van Nistelrooy has scored 8 goals in the league this season. If the scoring shortage in the past two games is put aside, Ruud van Nistelrooy's scoring efficiency this season is still quite high.

Of course, compared with other shooters.

"Cristiano, do you have any objections?"

Ronaldo glanced at the stern-looking Tang Wu on the goal line, and then at Ferguson's kind eyes.

"I'm fine." Ronaldo shrugged and stepped aside.

When Van Nistelrooy stood in front of the penalty spot, Tang Wu immediately recalled the memory of Van Nistelrooy.For Tang Wu, since a penalty kick has been formed, it doesn't make much difference whether Ronaldo or Ruud van Nistelrooy took the penalty.

Right-footed player with superb shooting skills!
In the video tapes I have seen before, there are highlights of Ruud's penalty kicks and other top strikers, as well as Ruud's scoring records this season.

What impressed Tang Wu the most was Ruud van Nistelrooy's penalty 2 minutes before the end of the match against Arsenal two months ago.

In that game, one of the important reasons why Van Nistelrooy frequently evaded the provocations of other Arsenal players was that he kicked away the penalty kick that could kill the opponent!

Flying a penalty kick is enough to fail. If you add punches to your opponent, Ruud van Nistelrooy will definitely become the biggest loser.

"That taste must be unpleasant!"

Just thinking of Gilberto Silva's mocking and exaggerated distorted face in the newspaper sent chills down the spine, and Fanny certainly didn't want to experience it again.

Tang Wu took a peek at Ruud Van Nistelrooy, who was bending over to fiddle with the position of the ball, and suddenly had a thought: Is he also observing me?

Thinking of this, Tang Wu suddenly had a flash of inspiration, and an irrepressible thought spread from Tang Wu's mind.

"Perhaps. This should work!" Thinking of the plan he was about to implement, Tang Wu's whole body was filled with excitement.

"Calm down, calm down!" Tang Wu forced himself to make his appearance look the same as before, and then slowly analyzed the other party based on the existing information.

"He will never kick this ball away!" Tang Wu came to the first conclusion.

"Don!" At this moment, Hasselbaink trotted to Tang Wu's side.La Nie used him as a microphone because he was fancy that he still had enough physical strength.

"In the past 5 penalty kicks Ruud van Nistelrooy scored, 3 went to the left and 2 to the right." Hasselbaink glanced at Ruud van Nistelrooy and said.

"And then?" Tang Wu turned sideways, blocking Fanny's sight with Hasselbaink's bald head.

"There is no more." The Dutch shooter pinched his waist with impatience written all over his face.

It is true that Chelsea want to defend in an all-round way, but the coach let him play to tell Ferguson that Chelsea still has an offensive firepower!

However, Hasselbaink's "threat" has now become a laughing stock, and the Red Devils did not care whether the Blues' striker has sufficient physical strength.After a hard-working attack, he finally won a crucial penalty.

"Didn't the coach tell me to jump left or right?"

"No."

"What about Coach Annovan? Didn't he say anything?"

"Neither did he!"

"What about you, Jimmy? Do you have any suggestions?"

Hasselbaink came here to pass on a message, and Tang Wu's continuous questioning made him even more irritable.

"Me neither." Just as he was about to explode, the Dutch shooter suddenly saw Tang Wu's eyes, and swallowed all his complaints back to his stomach.

Hasselbaink glanced back at Van Nistelrooy, and continued, "Tom, although Ruud and I are teammates in the national team, I really can't give you any advice. He is a natural shooter. It is not an exaggeration to say, With such a short distance, he can kick wherever he wants within the range of the door frame!"

"Well, I see, does that mean the coach asked me to jump to the left?" Tang Wu pointed with his finger secretly.

"TOM, you" Hasselbaink was a little dazed, he even wanted to touch Tang Wu with his hand to see if Tang Wu had a fever and was confused.

"Pat me on the shoulder!" Tang Wu said suddenly. "quick!"

"Oh!"

In this way, Hasselbaink patted Tang Wu's right shoulder, and walked towards the outside of the penalty area under the urging of the referee with doubts.

"Oh, this kid has already made up his mind, right?" When Hasselbaink turned and left, Van Nistelrooy also set up the ball and straightened up.

It is too common for the coaching staff to make an ad hoc analysis based on the past data of the kicker before the penalty kick, and then send the message to the goalkeeper.

Especially for a young goalkeeper like Tang Wu, in order to protect the young goalkeeper from bearing psychological pressure prematurely, the coach often uses "orders" to tell the opponent where to rush.

Tang Wu had a stern expression at first, but after a few words of "pointing fingers" with Hasselbaink, his face changed into an expression of great confidence and death.

Needless to say, this kid must have got La Nieli's "tips up his sleeve"!
There was a slight smile on Fanny's lips, a confident smile.

After several urgings by the referee, all the players except Tang Wu and Van Nistelrooy exited the penalty area.

Tang Wu moved his joints, twisted his neck, and began to stand still in the middle of the goal line.

"Nangong, why is Brother Tang's eyes so weird?" In the stands, Zhou Haohao saw Tang Wu's abnormality all at once.

"Okay, you don't understand this!" Nan Gongyue proudly said, "The goalkeeper and the penalty taker will exchange eye contact before the penalty kick, and the winner will gain greater confidence!"

"Then, doesn't that mean Brother Tang?"

"No! There is one exception!" Nan Gongyue put down the camera in her hand and moved her shoulders, "The current situation is that Fanny wants to "communicate" with Brother Tang, but you see that Brother Tang has been staring at the football , so as to avoid the loosening of the heart caused by looking at the other party."

"It's a bit timid to do this, but compared to those goalkeepers who panic after seeing their opponent's eyes, Brother Tang's current situation is good enough!"

"Eh? Is that so?" Zhou Haohao tilted his neck, "Nangong, you know a lot!"

"Stop talking, Ruud is about to kick, let's pray to Brother Tang!"

After the referee's whistle blew, the smile on Ruud's face became even brighter, as if he had sensed what the opponent was thinking.

"Don't think it's ok if you don't look at me! Boy, I'm sure I'll score this goal!"

(End of this chapter)