Golden Greenery

Balotelli failed to beastize again, because Zhuo Yang said something to him.

Barcelona and Inter Milan last week in Milan Meazza, Balotelli, who came off the bench, surprised the Barcelona man. Messi, such a character, left a shadow in his heart. If Balotelli can always behave like that, let alone every moment, as long as every game comes three or four times, there is really nothing else in the world football.

With ten minutes left in the game, Mourinho replaced him, and the Barcelona people's hearts were all mentioned in his throat. The Barcelona can easily control football, but they cannot control the monsters.

Zhuo Yang is also very worried. Although it is clear that Balotelli is only a small probability event, what if it is today? This is an unpredictable product, and he really wants him to start a beast, especially when he has plenty of physical ability to defend against Barcelona who has been running for 80 minutes. Don’t look at only 10 minutes left, maybe two goals are not enough to be fair.

Pique and Puyol frowned in Sichuan expressions, and Xavi and Keita were also sinking in water. Valdes spit on the gloves.

Zhuo Yang looked around his teammates and looked at everyone's heart-wrenching looks. He sighed secretly, and gave himself a boost, and then he beckoned to Harvey and Keita.

"You continue to follow the routine, this kid..." Zhuo Yang made his mouth toward Balotelli: "Give this kid to me."

"Zhuo Yang...Are you sure?" Keita asked hesitantly, and Harvey's eyes kept dodge, obviously the two doubted him.

If it were to be someone else, the two of them would never have this question. Zhuo Yang's defense in the midfield, whether it's card sweeping or blocking the mark, has quite a few brushes and is well-known. But Balotelli, this will be a war between man and beast.

Zhuo Yang rolled his eyes. "Not sure, not at all. Or, who are you?"

"No! Zhuo Yang." Keita said in a straight voice: "I trust you very, very much, and all the evil spirits will disappear in front of you."

"Yes! Zhuo Yang." Harvey hurriedly echoed: "A lot of Balotelli, in front of you is not enough."

"It's working!" Four hands clenched fists in unison, and finished walking faster than the rabbit.

"Hey...discuss..." Zhuo Yang stopped.

He signaled his meaning to Puyol and Pique again, and Zhuo Yang turned to continue to cheer himself up, as he prepared for the beast change.

Humph! I can't count the number of great defenders that I have successfully defended one-on-one. I was singled out with Klose at the age of 17, 18-year-old Barack, 19-year-old Ronaldinho, 20-year-old...

Thinking about it this way, Zhuo Yang unwittingly put himself out, showing his fierce arm muscles, and raised his arms like a fighting battle. Lotley came together curiously: "Zhuo, are you fighting? Who? Call me up with you!"

Zhuo Yang collapsed like a deflated ball, and his height seemed to shrink by five centimeters. "What fight? What do I need you to fight?"

"That's not easy to say, after all, I have practiced gossip..."

"Hey, Mario." Too lazy to listen to him, he practiced the eggplant gossip palm, but he saw that the Chinese counterfeit on the TV made two gestures and felt very tall.

"Mario, I have encountered some problems recently and would like to ask you something." Zhuo Yang and Yan Yue said.

"Really?" Balotelli was overjoyed: "Brother Zhu, you quickly said."

"You said that after taking the third step before shooting, is it based on the leg first? Or the shot leg first? Or together? Or left heavy right light? Left light right heavy?" Zhuo Yang looked very Dignified: "I haven't figured it out."

Balotelli: "..."

Who can pay attention to such nonchalant details at the moment of that sparkle? Under perennial training, the body's functions respond naturally. But what donkey was tied, what donkey, Balotelli solemnly began to recall the shooting action, he took it seriously, the same serious.

"Think about it, please." Zhuo Yang patted Balotelli, who was lost in thought, and left.

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Eto'o was trained by Mu Shuai during the halftime break, because in the second goal loss, he chased and defended Zhuo Yang Xiao half of the field, but suddenly gave up in the end, causing Zhuo Yang to no one The defense line was caught flat-footed after playing Inter.

Eto'o did not refute, but the grievances in his heart are inevitable. Because he is not a pure defensive player, but an efficient shooter, he can follow Zhuo Yang to that point. Except for Mourinho, any other team should be praised as a model worker.

Fortunately, Mu Shuai said that he still left him on the field. In the final battle stage, he replaced Balotelli with Big Milito. This shows that Mu Shuai has completed most of his work today. satisfying.

Barcelona's ball possession rate reached 71%, and Inter Milan are still losing ground, but they resist very tenaciously. But even under such difficulties, Eto'o still made a great opportunity.

In the 86th minute, I saw that Inter Milan had gone and could not get the ball. Even if the ball was counterattacked, it would not be able to play smoothly. Balotelli was restricted by Zhuo Yang himself.

Eto'o took the ball a little closer to the sideline behind the center line, and Barcelona's triangle defense quickly rotated over.

Eto'o suddenly turned into a cheetah, flicked back Maxwell, and then suddenly turned and accelerated meteor trails to drill out of between Harvey and Henry.

Chasing chasing, blocking, Barcelona did not panic, triangle formation is about to form again after the formation rotation. But at this moment, Eto'o passed the ball.

Eto'o not only shoots fast, but also has an excellent pass. As long as he is willing to pass, the ecstasy of that foot is no less than that of today's famous passers.

Football pierced Barcelona's defense, Balotelli stood out, and Zhuo Yang, who was responsible for marking him, was picked up by Vieira with a tough body, and the two fell into a ball on the ground.

Balotelli ran with the ball, and the person chasing him could only chase farther and farther away. The letters printed on the back of his No. 45 jersey did not seem to be ‘Balotelli’, but ‘ByeBye got you’.

After finishing it, no one would be wrong with him, and can only expect Valdes' character to burst.

A remnant of Balotelli stepped on the restricted area line

then

he

Slow down

Just how fast it started

How hard the brakes are now

What he seems to be thinking about

Keep thinking

Forget the shot

Puyol, who is in desperate pursuit, finally had a chance to destroy the football cleanly by the rear shovel. At that moment, he was glad that Balotelli was deliberately releasing water.

He is thinking, after thinking about the third step when shooting, is he putting his foot on the leg first? Or do you shoot the leg first? Still working together? Or is it heavier than right? Left light right?

There is a joke:

——“Centipede Centipede, which leg do you take first when you walk?”

Therefore, the centipede would never walk.

Therefore, Balotelli began to think about life.