Football: My coaches are all world-class stars

"Hey! Is that all you can do? Did you just want to cause me some trouble?"

Zhang Bo's physical fitness is quite good.

Especially in the recent period of quitting smoking and drinking, training hard, and nourishing the empty body that was nostalgic for nightlife before.

Now that his body is in a hot state, coupled with the awareness of grabbing points that is practiced every night, even Le Marchand cannot easily move.

Just listening to Zhang Bo's constant trash talk, Le Marchand looked up at the 75-minute game time, but felt something was wrong.

To be honest, it's really not that difficult to cripple a person.

If the upper leg shovels the calf, it will definitely go down.

But still the same sentence, no grievances, no enmity, you can't use such "killing moves".

Not to mention being too obvious and punishing myself.

It's just that some other actions are not very harmful, and with Zhang Bo's body placed there, Le Marchand really can't do anything.

He could only respond: "You are a softie, you only dare to talk."

Zhang Bo indifferently pointed to the scoreboard on the big screen on the court and said, "See, this ball is going forward in front of you..."

Le Marchant found out that he really couldn't compare to Zhang Bo in terms of verbal skills.

This guy can find angles to attack you from all over the place, leaving you suffocated.

But there was really nothing to do with him on the court, and Le Marchand didn't even want to have a verbal fight with Zhang Bo.

It's just that Le Marchand wanted a truce, but Zhang Bo didn't let him go at all.

Standing in the arc of the middle circle, right next to Le Marchand, watching Fulham bombard their own gate, panicked, but calm on the face, in Le Marchand Shang Bian said: "Hey, have you conceded defeat? Such a good corner kick opportunity, why don't you go up and charge?"

Regret, Le Marchand!

I shouldn't be fighting psychological warfare with this blog!

Although this guy is a rookie, his mouth is no different from other old guys, even worse!

When I was too lazy to talk to this rookie, I saw this guy pass me, suddenly turned around and ran towards the backcourt!

Le Marchand was shaken by Zhang Bo's words.

When Zhang Bo started, he realized that the ball had already flown from Millwall's backcourt!

He hurriedly got up and chased back, while raising his hand to signal Zhang Bo was offside.

It's a pity that the linesman didn't respond at all, and Le Marchand discovered that Zhang Bo had started the game before halftime.

The first premise to know the offside rule is that the offensive player must be in the opponent's half.

It's in your own half, so why are you offside?

Le Marchand knew that raising his hand was useless, so he quickly put down his hand and chased after him.

Although Zhang Bo's speed is not very fast, the problem is that Le Marchand is not fast either!

In addition, the startup is slower than Zhang Bo, and he is really not left behind.

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"Single knife ball!"

"Zhang Bo is going to face the goalkeeper alone! Can he kick in!"

The local commentator of Millwall has watched so many games of Zhang Bo, and he is quite clear about the characteristics of his own players.

I know that compared with Zhang Bo's header, astute movement, and flashy turning skills, his shooting skills seem to be a bit problematic.

It's just the voice of the commentary. Le Marchand on the field can't hear it!

Seeing the empty space in front of him, Zhang Bo crazily pushed forward like a wild horse, striding like a meteor, and rushed directly to the penalty area.

It's hard to die, Zhang Bo has averaged one goal per game since facing Sheffield United, scoring a total of four goals, and the only goal he scored with his feet was at the Craven Farm Stadium.

Le Marchand instinctively clapped his hands, but he didn't need any effort at all.

But if anyone knows Zhang Bo's shooting skills best, it must be Zhang Bo himself!

Don't look at him striding forward, but his attention is all behind him, feeling a hand on his body, without any hesitation, he decisively screamed and fell to the ground.

"beep!"

The whistle sounded quickly, Zhang Bocai fell to the ground, and the referee's whistle sounded there.

Of course, such a quick whistle was also because Le Marchand's action was so obvious that there was no need to hesitate at all.

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"Foul by pulling people! This foul must be given a card!"

There is no need to explain specific instructions, the Mivolwo people in the entire Neil Stadium have already been arguing!

"Yellow card!"

"Quick! Punish him!"

The people of Millwall are in a hurry!

I can't wait to go to the court and take the cards out of the referee's pocket.

Fortunately, this penalty was really easy. Although Le Marchand tried his best to explain that he didn't use any strength at all, everyone could see clearly that he put his hand on Zhang Bo's shoulder.

The referee Edel Thompson did not listen to the explanation of the sad-faced Frenchman, and took out a yellow card very resolutely, and then took out a ruby ​​card from his pocket, pointed to the sidelines, and asked Le Marchand to leave the field immediately.

Although this penalty really didn't require much thought, the Neil Stadium still gave thunderous applause for the referee's penalty.

"In the 75th minute of the game, Fulham defender Le Marchand had no choice but to draw a foul because he prevented Zhang Bo from becoming single-handedly, and received a second yellow card!"

"Two yellows turned into one red, and I was directly punished!"

"In the remaining time, Fulham can only rely on ten people to fight!"

"What is even more worrying is that, as the main central defender, Le Marchand will not be able to play in the next game!"

Although Le Marchant looked dissatisfied, he had to go on.

On the sidelines, Fulham coach Slavisa Jokanovic watched his love walk off the field dejectedly, not to mention what it was like.

I originally wanted to get Zhang Bo down, but I didn't expect to get my own people down.

Seeing the coach's expression, Le Marchant felt even more uncomfortable. He lowered his head and said, "I'm sorry, coach, I messed up."

Jokanovic really didn't have the time to deal with this favorite player who made a mistake. There was one less central defender, and adjustments had to be made.

With 10 players playing against 11 players, there is still 15 minutes left in the game and we can only think about how to stabilize first.

Otherwise, if another goal is scored, it will be difficult to return to the home court.

Immediately, Sessegnon, who was staring at Abdo, was replaced, and another central defender Joe Bryan, who was transferred from Bristol City, was replaced.

It's just that without the threat of Sessegnon, Fulham, who has one less player, is tantamount to giving up the offense completely.

It's just that in such a boiling atmosphere at the Neil Stadium, how much effect would it have if one less player went all out to defend?

In the 8th minute after Le Marchand's penalty, in the 83rd minute of the game, Millwall scored again!

The Millwallers, who were pressing hard, went through a scuffle, and in the end Abdul, the iron man, picked up a leak in front of the goal and scored a goal.

Unexpectedly, Abdo, who had marked Sessegnon for most of the game, scored at the end of the game.