number one striker

Chapter 370 The Contest of Patience

"There are not many ways to deal with Barcelona." Simeone said in the locker room, "Their possession of the ball is unrivaled in the world, and running out to a high position to press is simply courting death."

Costa lowered his head in shame.

"I'd rather the formation be flattened than rush to grab it rashly, understand?"

"But it is impossible to score goals by blindly retreating." Defense general Godin said.

"So, this is what Caesar is for." Simeone glanced at Caesar and said, "After stealing the ball, pass the ball to Caesar recklessly, and don't put the ball under your feet. Give me a pass that can only be obtained by Caesar sprinting 50 meters. Use speed to break through Barcelona's defense."

"Since Barcelona is already ahead, will they still attack?" Vidal was asking this time, and Simeone said confidently: "Believe me, a coach like Guardiola who pursues perfection will never stop scoring goals. He can probably hold back in the first 10 minutes of the second half, but after 10 minutes, our feigned cowardice will lead Guardiola out. This is a contest of patience, you must hold back for me!"

Retreat, retreat, retreat.
Costa suppressed the throbbing in his heart, standing in his own half, not daring to move.Several times, Barcelona players fell in front of his eyes, and Costa almost rushed out to grab him.

Hold back!

Must hold back!

Guardiola watched Atletico Madrid's formation change, and Vilanova on the side said: "Simeone is not stupid, he knows how to retreat."

"Let everyone control the ball, don't attack rashly." Guardiola issued an order.

So Barcelona has been in the Nou Camp, and occasionally attacked the dangerous area a few times, but was forced back by Atletico Madrid's impenetrable penalty area defense.

Simeone was still sitting on the bench. Guardiola secretly glanced at him from the corner of his eye, but unfortunately he couldn't see him through a layer of glass.

What is this guy thinking?
Did they just give up the game?
Or are you planning something?
Guardiola is thinking, Simeone is waiting.

Seeing that 12 minutes had passed in the second half of the game, and Barcelona had no intention of attacking, Simeone couldn't help feeling a little nervous.

Boggs said: "It seems that some people guessed wrong, Guardiola didn't attack."

"Wait, wait." Simeone was too nervous, he was waiting for the moment when Barcelona attacked, but the cunning Guardiola just couldn't come out.

The two were fighting invisible like this. Simeone couldn't bear this tension many times, and wanted to stand up and walk around, but finally restrained himself.

If Guardiola sees his nervousness, the 12-minute wait will be in vain.

Vilanova watched Simeone's Erlang legs put down and get up again, and said to Guardiola: "They don't seem to have any other tricks."

Guardiola pondered for a moment, finally nodded and said: "Advance steadily, attack slowly."

The Barcelona players were also holding back. They played so well in the first half. They got 5 or 6 excellent opportunities. The feeling of bombarding the opponent fascinated them.

Now Guardiola finally waved his hand to signal that they could attack, and they immediately accelerated the passing rhythm and warmed up before attacking.

In this game, Barcelona's midfielders are Harvey, Thiago and Xiaofa. The three of them are extremely creative and imaginative.But just like the Barcelona players in recent years, their physical fitness is relatively average, which gives Atletico Madrid a chance to defend.

"Isn't this a foul?!" Thiago just picked the ball and wiped Vidal, but was pushed down by Gabi who followed.Thiago complained to the referee, but the referee ignored him and ran up with Gabi.

"Gabi made a long pass! To Caesar! The ball is too big! Can Caesar catch up?!"

If you can't catch up, you have to chase me!
Gabi's eyes widened, fixedly staring at Caesar who threw Alves away.

The German lived up to expectations, facing the curses of the Barcelona fans, he chased after the ball before it went out of bounds.

Then Caesar flicked his right foot, and the whole person made a 90° turn while running at high speed, and cut into the penalty area.

The exclamation of Camp Nou covered everything, Alves gritted his teeth and chased after him, but it was too late, Caesar kicked the goal from a small angle.

It's a pity that the angle of the ball was too small, and it was saved by Valdes.

Vilanova frowned and muttered, "Why does it feel like we were lured out by the other party?"

"Corner kick! Costa's header!"

"The ball just went wide! Barcelona escaped!"

In the face of Atletico Madrid's counterattack, Barcelona's response is: suppress them with offense.

Guardiola has confidence in his team, and Messi is in such a good state in this game, there is nothing to be afraid of.

"Messi received the ball in the middle! Thiago and him made a collision with the wall! Thiago approached the penalty area!"

Vidal and Gabi have been left behind by Thiago, and Godin can only rush out to defend.

Thiago looked to the left, kept his feet, and passed it straight to Messi.

"NO LOOK PASS! Messi single-handedly faces Courtois!"

Messi glanced at his opponent and chose his favorite lob.

As a result, the ball could not be fully kicked, and Courtois was tall and long, so he took the ball off abruptly.

"Counterattack!!"

Courtois held the ball and ran out of the penalty area, throwing the ball vigorously to Caesar who retreated in the middle.

Fabregas was defending him. Fabregas, who knew that he couldn't keep up with his speed, wanted to take advantage of Caesar's chest to stop the ball and rush forward. As a result, Caesar's chest stopped and his knee bounced, avoiding Fabregas' protruding thigh.

Then he raised his left foot and brought the ball over.

"Caesar circled around Cesc Fabregas! Barcelona's defense is a bit empty!"

Because of the injuries of Pique and Puyol, Barcelona can only let Busquets match Mascherano.The defensive ability of these two people is naturally inferior to the combination of Puyol + Pique. Seeing Caesar rushing up, Busquets felt a little guilty.

"Slow him down!"

Mascherano also wanted to have a defensive cooperation with Busquets, but Busquets was passed by the Caesars as soon as they met.

Pony pounced on the ground and shoveled, Caesar exerted force with his left foot, and at the same time he was flying up into the air, he also knocked the ball away.

"Caesar passed two people in a row! Alves came to fill in!"

Caesar stretched out his left arm and resisted Alves. Even if the Brazilian full-back fell to the ground and shoveled, he couldn't touch the ball because of his height.

"Foul!" Barcelona fans behind the goal all stood up and shouted loudly towards the field.

Looking at Alves again, he fell to the ground covering his face.

fart!

I pushed his chest!What are you doing covering your face? !

"Caesar pushes! Valdez failed to touch the ball! Atletico Madrid pulled one back! The score is now 1:2! The suspense resumes!"

(End of this chapter)