atypical center forward

Chapter 269

Facing the menacing Thayer, Kayo chose to attack, but Thayer just laid the ball beside him, and he rushed over.

Thayer was about to go over the line, but he had already finished his shot before it was over the line.

The football crosses the goal line under the watchful eye of countless pairs of eyes.

2: 0.

Angel Thayer, Horror Joss.

Not to mention the crazy spectators and commentators, even the Barcelona players looked disbelieving.

Thayer rushed to the sidelines, excitedly took off his jersey, and kept waving it over his head.

"Goal! II crazy Angel, he must have put on God's sneakers today! The Valencian is like a puppet that can't move in front of him, no one can catch up with his footsteps! No one!"

"Sayer scored the second goal for Barcelona after five players in a row. This should be the most exciting goal in the history of the Spanish Super Cup. The football seems to have become a part of his body. Even if the defensive players know what he will do in the next second, there is nothing he can do."

There was nothing the Valencian could do but shake his head and sigh and kick the turf morosely.

Chu Yang rubbed his face to calm himself down.

Thayer has obviously made a qualitative leap, and his growth seems to be faster than that of him with a system. This is probably the difference between a true genius and a fake genius.

Barcelona's celebration time is very long, but the Valencia players have no face to protest. Perhaps they also think that such a goal should even have a privileged celebration time.

The game starts again.

Chu Yang didn't dare to act rashly again this time, and immediately passed the ball back to Moya. Moya and Sneijder stabilized the midfielder by hitting the wall continuously, and then gave the ball to Harvey Alonso.

Alonso launches a long pass over the top.

Fran beat Busquets to get the football and immediately passed it to Chu Yang in the penalty area.

Chu Yang passed Rodri, pretended to hit the goal, and passed the ball out of the penalty area again when Pique came up to seal the bet.

Fran shot furiously.

The football went straight to the goal and was saved by Valdez. Rodri hurriedly made a clearance.

The football was taken by Iniesta in midfield, he didn't stick the ball, but gave it to Rivaldo.

Rivaldo dribbled the ball forward and gave it to Lua until he was stopped by Samps.

Leading by two goals, Barcelona's players were very relaxed, which made their technical movements more smooth and natural. Both Anos and Sainte had nothing to do with him. In the end, they could only stop him with a tackle when he was about to enter the penalty area.

The referee immediately blew his whistle and awarded Barcelona a free kick.

Lua and Rivaldo stood at the penalty spot.

This position is more suitable for left-footers, so Cayo thought that Rivaldo should be the real shot. It wasn't until Lua started running that he thought of blocking the upper left corner of the goal.

But it makes no sense.

The football went around the wall and flew into the goal.

Game No. 304 minutes, 3:0.

Lua trotted backwards after finishing his shot, turned around just as the football was about to enter the goal, ran to the sidelines quickly, and danced the samba.

The people of Barcelona were ecstatic.

They defeated last season's league champion in half an hour, and they did have reasons to be happy.

"The first half is not over yet, and the third goal has come. The Chinese who flew wantonly at Camp Nou last season seems to have broken his wings. He still hasn't even had a decent shot. This is not the Chu Yang we are familiar with, and this is not the Valencia we are familiar with."

"Chu Yang and Forlan did not receive the support of the midfielder. Ancelotti's team was full of loopholes in defense and weak in offense. Of course, Barcelona's strength is also an objective fact..."

Moya looked confused, Chu Yang's face was watery, and Ancelotti on the sidelines was also expressionless.

This scene undoubtedly made the fans even more desperate and painful.

The game started again, and the confidence and morale of the Valencians were hit hard. They were suppressed more and more by Barcelona. Valencia only played an effective counterattack. Unfortunately, Chu Yang's last shot hit the post and missed the best chance of the first half.

At the end of the first half, the Barcelona people began to celebrate in advance.

Ancelotti did not feed the players chicken soup for the soul or give any inspiring, heart-pounding speeches in the dressing room, but let the players execute his tactics unwaveringly.

At the beginning of the second half, Valencia's offense finally picked up a bit.

Chu Yang strengthened the inward cut. Iniesta and Rivaldo, who were helping to defend the wing, had nothing to do with him. Only Alba and Alves could slow him down. Unfortunately, the Chinese striker seemed to have forgotten to bring his shooting boots today. Two more threatening shots missed the goal.

The 3:0 score was maintained until the No.605 minute of the game, and Barcelona expanded the score again.

Their front three sent the ball into Valencia's goal with a dizzying flurry of dribbling and quick plays.

The tide is gone.

But Valencia did not surrender, and Ancelotti took the lead in making substitution adjustments.

"Forlan is off and Thiago Silva is on. Ancelotti replaced a striker with a defender. They surrendered. Maybe Ancelotti didn't want his first game in charge of Valencia to end 5:0, 6:0, 7:0. Are they going to play five at the back?"

Of course, Valencia is not going to play any shit five defenders, but 4321.

Thiago Silva came to the position of central defender, Sainte changed to play as a midfielder, and Sneijder changed to a midfielder.

Single striker, double attacking midfielder, three defensive midfielders, and four defenders.

Many people have given Valencia a conclusion.

Only Castro didn't think so.

In terms of his understanding of Valencia, he said that he was second, and no one dared to admit that he was first.

There are a few more unfamiliar players in the lineup, and he knows who made the transfer of these people.

Chu Yang has never been a pure center who can only score goals, but a frontcourt commander with coaching thinking, good overall situation and mature tactical thinking.

In the eyes of others, Thayer is a truly peerless genius, but Castro knows that no matter how talented Thayer is, no matter how good his skills are, he can't catch up with Chu Yang in some aspects. This is a complete difference in vision and way of thinking. Without decades of court experience, he will never be able to practice, but Chu Yang has truly demonstrated his ability in this area.

The effect of Valencia's adjustments was almost immediate.

With Nemanja Vidic and Thiago Silva on the back line, and in front of them are Sainte, Samps and Xavi Alonso. This is a solid wall that has the potential to become the best defense line in La Liga. Sneijder is caught in it.

As soon as his position was moved forward, Valencia's attack came alive, and as soon as Sainte, whose defensive awareness was a block away from him, joined, their defense also rose to a higher level.

After the adjustment, Valencia attacked for the first time, and Ancelotti knew he was finally on the right track.

This is the Valencia he wants, this is the White Ghost he wants.

(End of this chapter)