Chapter 17 The Fierce Monaco

"This is CCTV Channel 5, the match between Paris Saint-Germain and Monaco in the third round of the 2017/2018 Ligue 1 season. I am Duan Xuan."

"I'm He Wei!"

Ligue 1 is not taken seriously in China, but Yi Le moved to Paris, and a large number of Chinese fans began to pay attention to Paris Saint-Germain's games.

Therefore, CCTV Fifth Channel also bought the rights to broadcast Ligue 1, with Duan Xuan and He Wei partnering to explain.

"First, let's take a look at the starting lineups of both sides."

Paris Saint-Germain (4-2-3-1):

Goalkeeper: Buffon.

Defenders: Thiago Silva, Marquinhos, Alves, Kurzawa.

Midfielders: Yi Le, Kanter, Rabiot, Neymar, Mbappe.

Forward: Cavani.

 …

Monaco (3-4-1-2):

Goalkeeper: Subasic

Defenders: Raj, Germersson, Glick

Midfielders: Almamy Touré, Fabinho, Thielemans, Jorge, Moutinho.

Forwards: Falcao, Keita Bald.

 …

After watching the starting lineup, Duan Xuan couldn't help but sigh; "Tsk tsk...Paris' lineup looks pleasing to the eye, Yi Le + Kanter, dominate the midfield! Neymar + Mbappe + Cavani super trident, Simply gorgeous offensive line!"

He Wei nodded and said, "I feel that if this lineup works well, they will have the capital to win the Champions League!"

"Of course it depends on the performance on the field. Let's look at Monaco. They have invested a lot in the midfield, and Moutinho, old friend!"

"When Yi Le was still at Millwall, Moutinho was the midfielder of the Wolves. Now the two meet again in Ligue 1. Is this fate?"

"Moutinho's ability is worthy of recognition,

But judging from his previous performance against Yi Le, Monaco needs to think about how to support Moutinho, after all, Moutinho is one of the midfielders who were kicked by Yi Le."

"In terms of offense, they still have to rely on Falcao. This player had a lot of transfer rumors in the summer window, but he stayed in the end. In order to keep Falcao and Fabinho, Monaco obviously spent a lot of money. A lot of price, they are also very ambitious this season!"

"Okay, we can see that players from both sides have walked out of the player channel, and the game has begun."

In the field, accompanied by a huge noise, Paris Saint-Germain and Monaco players walked out of the player channel.

Along the way, the two sides did not communicate, and even Mbappe did not talk to each other.

The coin guessing by the captains of both sides ends.

Monaco players came over to shake hands.

Yi Le shook hands with every player. At this moment, a big black guy grinned at him after shaking hands with Yi Le.

Yi Le also smiled in return.

He seems to remember that this player is called Toure.

It was Moutinho's turn to shake hands with Yi Le, and the former said solemnly: "Hmph! I will beat you in this game."

After finishing speaking, he shook his face and left.

Yi Le couldn't help muttering in a low voice; "Why are you so stingy!"

The handshake was over, and the two sides ran to their respective halves.

In the Monaco halftime, Moutinho took a few deep breaths, his eyes fixed on Yi Le.

This game is very important to him and Monaco. Moutinho wants to defeat Yi Le and wash away his shame.

For this, they are fully prepared!

 …

The whistle sounded and Monaco took the lead.

Calcao passed the ball to Moutinho, Moutinho passed to Fabinho and began to fall in the backcourt.

Paris Saint-Germain also pounced, but their pressing was not as aggressive as expected.

Everything is based on the control area.

"Both sides played very conservatively and were not affected by the clamoring fans. They are still trying."

After a week of hospitalization, old Monet walked out of the hospital and returned to work.

He watched the second round of the match on TV, and won by a big score, which made him unable to bear it anymore, and he never wanted to miss even one game.

"We played gracefully!"

Paris Saint-Germain's style of play is soft, but the fans obviously don't want to admit this kind of thing. They call themselves gentlemen, so they found an excuse of "elegance" to comfort themselves.

Paris did play gracefully because they almost always refused to fight physically.

It's elegant to say it nicely, but cowardly to say it badly!

Moutinho passed the ball to Falcao, and Falcao was about to turn around when someone hooked the ball from behind.

"Kante's steal!"

Kanter is still efficient all the way. He steals the ball and passes it decisively to Yi Le.

The moment Yi Le made contact, Moutinho began to tremble, with panic and anxiety in his heart, turned his head and shouted; "Shrink the defense!!——"

After finishing speaking, he felt as if he was facing an enemy.

But Yi Le didn't pass it out immediately, but ran slowly along the sideline.

Just as he was observing the opponent's back line, a figure suddenly appeared beside him, followed by a fierce shovel.

Yi Le was startled, he quickly picked the ball, and jumped himself.

But the Monaco player raised his foot slightly and hooked Yi Le's arch directly. With his unstable center of gravity, Yi Le was directly knocked down.

"foul!!!!!----"

On the edge of the stands, the fans in Paris saw this scene clearly, this bastard was simply trying to bring down Yi Le.

"You disgusting butcher!!"

"You are disgusting! Disgusting to bedbugs!!"

"If Yi is injured, I will definitely kill you!!"

"You don't deserve to play football at all!!"

The Parisian fans cursed furiously, while Toure patted his ass and got up, turned his head and left.

The referee did not give a card, but gave a free kick.

Yi Le was still lying on the ground, feeling dizzy.

Kanter ran over first and asked, "Yi, are you okay?"

Yi Le shook his head, stood up and said, "It's okay."

He touched his ankle and found that there was no pain, feeling a little lucky.

"That guy did it on purpose!" Kanter frowned.

Yi Le also sullenly said, "I know."

"What are you going to do?"

"Win the game first."

In the direction of the coach's bench, Boas ran to the fourth official angrily, waving his arms, roaring and protesting like a raging lion.

The fans in Paris are also very dissatisfied with this penalty, this is a card!

But the penalty is certain and cannot be changed.

Yi Le didn't argue, and went directly to the penalty spot and almost sent a free kick.

 …

"This is a foul! A naked foul!" Duan Xuan shouted dissatisfied.

He Wei also frowned and said: "The judgment scale of this game is very unfavorable to Paris! Are third-party factors going to intervene?"

There was also a lot of scolding in the live broadcast room.

"What shit referee?"

"This is obviously aimed at the feet!"

"This bastard is so disgusting!"

"Yi Le, don't be so blunt, learn to be a horse, roll a few laps! You get up directly, and your teammates feel that they have no strength to protest!"

"I feel that next, Monaco will have to play dirty again."

"Kick people if you can't kick them?"

Sure enough, Yi Le was frantically taken care of in the next ten minutes.

He was brought down five times in ten minutes, basically every two minutes. Every time Yi Le touched the ball, two players would pull and pull him, and if he couldn't do it, he would shovel.

Neymar's side is not much better, but Neymar successfully cheated a card, and the upright Yi Le can only sulk.

"Yi, why don't you retreat a bit?" Neymar approached Yi Le and said.

He remembered that Yi Le could kick the midfielder.

But at this time, Yi Le was clearly on top.

"I do not!"

Yi Le puffed up his cheeks, like an angry child.

"I'm going to crush them head-on."