Chapter 82 At This Moment, They Are All Heroes!
Alderweird got up, he wiped the sweat from his face, his hands trembling slightly.
The move just now was too risky, and now I still have lingering fears in retrospect.
However, he doesn't regret his actions just now. If he had to do it all over again, he would still choose to block that shot.
This is his job as a centre-back!
Snapped!
Verhenton patted Alderweird's shoulder.
For the attack just now, Verhengtong was also taken aback, but fortunately Alderweird defended it.
"This corner kick must be defended!"
Alderweird groaned.
Verhengtong nodded and said: "Now our midfielder can't find his form, we need to try our best not to concede the ball!"
After finishing speaking, Verhengtong grinned and said: "Shit! I never thought that Tottenham's defense would one day become the protagonist!"
"The Parisians are pressing hard and our task is heavy."
"No matter how difficult it is, we must guard against it. Falling behind at home in Paris will become a disaster for us!"
After a simple exchange between the two, they began to arrange the defense line. They had to defend the corner kick.
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During the UEFA Champions League TV broadcast, Tottenham's commentator Lawrence said with a worried look: "Tottenham's midfielder can't find the form, which puts the defense under tremendous pressure. The burden falls on Alderweird and Verhenton. You need to withstand the pressure."
The thousands of Tottenham fans present were also cheering for 'Tottenham'.
Although their voices were covered by the huge base of Paris fans, they still shouted and tried their best to influence the players.
Tottenham and Paris players flooded into the penalty area, this corner kick is very dangerous.
In the man-to-man defense, they kept pushing each other.
Paris is bound to score a point at home.
Tottenham are resolutely defensive.
Beep! ! !
With the whistle of the referee, the corner kick was taken.
Neymar runs up and kicks the football towards the penalty area.
This is a pre-penalty kick, Cavani and Alderweireld are entangled, and both are fighting for the first spot.
Cavani got the upper hand by relying on a sudden start. He ran quickly, took off, and did it in one go.
Alderweird failed to compete for the jumping point, so he could only walk over and hit Cavani, which made the opponent lose his center of gravity in the air, but Cavani still hit the football.
The soccer ball flies towards the goal irregularly.
"Danger!—" the narrator Lawrence shouted in horror.
Goalkeeper Lloris reacted quickly. He ran over and punched the football out, and he fell to the ground.
The football flew outside the penalty area, and it happened to fall at the feet of the Parisian player Verratti who was helping to defend in front.
Verratti was overjoyed, and he slammed towards the football.
The football flew straight towards Tottenham's goal.
Kyle Walker frantically ran over to block the tackle, and the football hit his calf and flew into the air.
There was chaos in the Tottenham penalty area, everyone was crowded together, and they were all vying for the ball.
"Go away!!!—"
Verhengtong roared, he galloped from the right side, took off high, cleared the ball with a header, and sent the football out of the penalty area again.
Verratti ran towards the ball again, and after stopping the ball, he passed the ball to Neymar.
Neymar is located on the penalty area line on the right side of Tottenham, and he sent the football in again with a pick pass.
Tottenham's penalty area is already full of people, and chaos is not enough.
But Tottenham's defensive players did not give up. They gritted their teeth and kept blocking, pounced left and right, trying to save the precarious Tottenham.
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The stands were dumbfounded, they were stunned by the tenacious will of Tottenham's defense.
Even Lawrence, the receptionist, propped his hands on the table, staring at the scene with wide-eyed eyes, feeling excited, proud, and proud.
In the end, Alderweide became a hero again. He ended the Paris attack, directly destroyed the big foot, and kicked the football outside the Paris half.
"For 2 minutes, Paris Saint-Germain bombed around the gate of Tottenham, and they tried to break through the gate of Tottenham."
"Let us remember these names, Alderweireld, Verhenton, Kyle Walker, Danny Rose, captain Lloris... At this moment, everyone in Tottenham's defense is a hero!"
"They saved Tottenham, I don't know how to praise them!"
"This is Tottenham's steel defense line! They use their own flesh and blood to forge a defense line, and they refuse Paris Saint-Germain's goals again and again!"
"Neymar, Di Maria, Cavani have nothing to do!"
"Despite their best efforts, they couldn't break the Tottenham defense!"
Lawrence said emotionally: "To be honest, we pay too little attention to them. They have been silently guarding the gate of Tottenham. I am proud of them!"
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In the arena, the Paris Saint-Germain players turned and left depressed.
The Tottenham players were panting, these two minutes were too difficult for them, and they almost fell behind.
Yi Le stepped forward and helped Alderweide up. In the chaos just now, Alderweider was hit in the ribs and was still in pain.
Seeing Alderweird's painful expression, Yi Le blamed himself: "Sorry!"
Alderweird froze for a moment, clutched his ribs and asked, "Why do you apologize?"
Yi Le said with some embarrassment: "My performance is not good."
Snapped! ! ! ! ——
Alderweird slapped Yi Le's back hard, which made the latter feel burning pain and grinned.
Alderweide said with a smile; "I admit that Tottenham is a team that plays around the midfield, but I don't agree with saying that only the midfielder can stand up at critical moments."
"We are a team! We trust and rely on each other unconditionally."
"We have always relied on the midfield to win, but when you encounter difficulties, you can actually try to rely on us!"
Alderweireld grinned: "Just like before, we won't let them score, it's our job."
He patted Yi Le on the shoulder and said with a smile: "Just now, we have told them how Tottenham defend! Now, should you tell them how Tottenham attack?"
Hearing this, Yi Le smiled like a warm sun, and said, "Next, you may be bored."
"I wish for it!" Alderweird shrugged and smiled.
"Just wait and see, we'll score!"
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After the game restarted, Tottenham won the ball again with the help of Kante.
Kanter passed the ball to Yi Le, and after Yi Le held the ball, he did not rush out of the ball, but observed Paris Saint-Germain's defense.
At this time, Verratti rushed towards Yi Le.
Yi Le dialed the ball in an instant, stabbed the football from Verratti's goalkeeper, and then walked around behind the opponent and quickly got rid of it.
Yi Le's explosive power is very strong, and Verratti can't keep up for a moment.
When he wanted to turn around and chase, Yi Le had already passed the football to Higuain.
Higuain broke through with the ball, Yi Le approached to the right, came to the direction of Dele Ali, and signaled the latter to press forward.
After Yi Le controlled the right-handed area, Higuain, who failed to break through, also passed the ball.
Yi Le stopped the football steadily, this time without any hesitation, he stuffed a high-quality through ball towards the bottom line on the right.
Dele Alli quickly caught up with the ball, then made a successful inside cut and went directly into the penalty area.
When the opponent's defender has not made up the defense, he volleys suddenly.
The shot was powerful, but it was too angled. It bounced off the goal post and was thrown down by the Paris Saint-Germain goalkeeper.
"A good offensive attempt, Tottenham's midfielder is gradually recovering." Paris Saint-Germain's on-site commentary said with a frown.
And Paris Saint-Germain's defense was also in a cold sweat. This attack had no warning, and the rhythm changed so quickly that they didn't react at all.
If Dele Ali's shooting angle is adjusted a little, the goal will really be scored.
This is not good news for Paris Saint-Germain.
They looked at Yi Le who was rubbing against the turf with a serious expression. The Chinese had gradually regained his composure.