I am a giant in football

Chapter 153 The first hand Chapter 55 What should come will always come

De Jong's joy made the players on the bench envious.

Especially Zardes, as the first forward substitute who has surpassed Sharp.Zaldes is eager to prove himself every time he gets on the court.

When De Jong took off his coat, revealing skin whiter than that of a woman, Ye Fei looked a little envious.

"This guy is so handsome..." Even Ye Fei couldn't recognize what he said, let alone the female fans in the stands, when they saw De Jong was able to play, they screamed like crazy.

"Ye, Frankie is too charming! Look at that female fan, the drool... is almost all over the floor."

Osborne looked at those women who were crazy about De Jong, and was a little unconvinced.Especially these women are all protruding and backward, he likes this type.

But Ye Fei won't focus on these, his first priority is to lead the team to win, and after having a relationship with Sarah, he doesn't think much about messing around again.

The main reason is that there is evil heart but no courage. Sarah is a woman who is very gentle to Ye Fei, but the monitoring is also very strict, and basically Ye Fei is not allowed to contact other women.

"Ye, what happened? Where is it? Why can't I see it?" Osborn asked him in puzzlement after hearing what Ye Fei said.

"Um...it's okay, I'm talking nonsense!" Ye Fei hastily covered up his slippery mouth, and let the matter go.

"No? Did I hear it just now?" Osborne still asked unwillingly.

It can also be seen from this that the relationship between him and Ye Fei is very good at ordinary times, otherwise an assistant coach would dare to insert the chairman's mouth, and it would be hell.

Seeing that Ye Fei didn't pay attention to him anymore, Osborne could only stop asking, but he was still thinking: "What are the two points?"

The female fans here yelled for De Jong, while the male fans over there yelled for Basham, who had just completed a steal on the field.

"It's amazing. Basham's positioning and anticipation skills are so good. How did he think that Gerrard would not break through with the ball by himself? He even blocked the rolling route of the ball with his foot ahead of time."

Smith and Dawson looked at each other at the same time, somewhat disbelieving Basham's steal just now.

In fact, what is even more unbelievable is that Gerrard's state has declined so much. In the first half, he and Basham could still fight for their bodies and abilities. In the second half, they completely fell into a disadvantage.

Being unable to hit, squeeze, pass, and pass is Gerrard's performance at this point in time.

Sure enough, time waits for no one, and the great Red Army captain will be eliminated by time in a blink of an eye.

Basham, who got the ball, did not choose to pass the ball this time, but directly broke through Gerrard and rushed forward.

Gerald, who was already physically exhausted, gritted his teeth, and chased after Basham on his two meritorious legs that were already scarred.

Although he tried his best, he still couldn't catch up with Basham.

"Attack... counterattack..." Basham, who was sprinting with the ball, raised his hand and shouted while pushing the ball forward.

Following this rhythm, the players of Sheffield United rushed forward desperately, especially Salah, who had just recovered from his state, rushed the most fiercely.

This time, Liverpool's backcourt was messed up, and they couldn't tell the difference at all. Sheffield United didn't know if they were crazy. Everyone except Alisson rushed to Liverpool's backcourt.

Even Stevens, who has no offensive power, went up.

The strangest thing was that Ye Fei on the sidelines did not stop the players from doing this, but kept encouraging them to fight back.

"Ye, are you crazy? No one left in the backcourt?" Osborn was so shocked that he couldn't believe what he saw.

"Look at No. 8 (Gerrard), does he still have the strength to defend people? How can he attack when he can't defend people?",
What Ye Fei said was indeed correct. Gerrard slowed down after running less than 20 meters, and watched Basham rush into the penalty area with the ball.

For Basham, who has 72 points of dribbling and 80 points of speed, it is still very smooth to dribble without defense.

Just when Basham entered the penalty area, Liverpool's defensive players were long overdue.

But everything seemed a bit late. Before that, the Sheffield United Trident had already pressed into the penalty area from three sides.

For Liverpool, which is lacking in defense, someone to defend Basham means that one of the forwards must be missed.

"Boom..." Basham, who has a passing ability of 77 points, blasted forward, and then Salah and Zhang Yuning squeezed in the direction of the ball at the same time.

Then, after the two attracted the defender, they suddenly exchanged positions in the frontcourt.

All of a sudden everyone was dumbfounded, "Oh... what kind of routine is this, or is it a mistake between the two of you?"

Smith watched all this curiously.

Of course, this can't be a mistake, especially for the two who have cooperated for so long. Their goal is to attract the only two defenders in the penalty area.

Of course someone will do the rest.

Suddenly, Dawson saw a flash of lightning passing by, and immediately shouted:

"It's him...it's him...Gnabry!"

"We all forget that Sheffield United and this [King of the Penalty Box], most of the goals this season have come from grabbing points in the penalty area."

Sure enough, after Salah and Zhang Yuning attracted the defensive players away, Gnabry rushed directly to the ball's landing point.

In front of the small penalty area in the middle, Gnabry put his head on the ball, "Pa..." There was no shocking sound, nor did Zhang Yuning's feeling of opening and closing.

The ball had already flown towards the goal, and everyone's eyes were focused on the ball at once.

"Yes... yes... there must be..." The fans who were clenching their fists were already extremely nervous.

They were all expecting a miracle to happen, "Come on! Come on!" This was the voice that Osborn kept chanting.He even has a little nervous feeling!

"Ah..." The goalkeeper threw himself desperately to the right, but he misjudged the direction. The ball did not fly to the right, but entered the net from the middle.

"Shua........." With a soft sound, there was a little black in the white net.

“Gnabry………………Gnabry……………Goal…Goal…Goal…Goal!”,
"Go-ahead...go-ahead...Sheffield United overtook the score. This is another double-shot within 10 minutes."

"This time it was Gnabry, one of Sheffield United's tridents."

Dawson finished all the words in one breath without panting.

(End of this chapter)