Volume 6 Chapter 81

"A throw-in, Abate, De Rossi, handed over to the back line, Italy still controls the rhythm", Zhan Jun explained, the situation has returned to England before the whole court is pressing, Italy seems to be determined to compete patiently with England .

"This period of time is very difficult for England," Zhang Lu said after analyzing the scene. "The score is behind. They should not only equalize the score as soon as possible, but also prevent them from being attacked by Italy again. After all, the lessons learned by the German team are there. If the first half Italy is leading 2:0, this game is really dangerous..."

"Yes," Huang Jianxiang echoed, "This game should be one of the few games in recent years where England fell into a passive position at the beginning, especially with President Ma still in this situation..."

But now that England has been completely aroused, Carroll and Mark Qin rushed up again as arrows. Wherever the ball goes, they will be there. Worry, but there is no better way now.

Stretching and shrinking the head is a knife, fight!

Carroll is so big, he almost chased for half the court, and finally went straight to Buffon, Buffon received a pass from Chiellini, looked up and saw that almost all the players in the midfield were opposed by England Watching, but Buffon is Buffon, and obviously Italy often trains against this, he hardly thought, and drove directly to the right side of the midfield with a big foot.

"Roar... eon", although it only forced Italy to open its feet, it was enough to cheer up the England fans who are now in a turbulent mood.

Balotelli moved to the left side of England this time and used his body to firmly squeeze Ashley Cole behind him. Physically, Ashley Cole should be the weakest of the England defenders. This time he failed to take the lead like Glenn Johnson did just now.

"Balotelli, good ball, he is really important to Italy's offense in the frontcourt now, and he is definitely top-notch physical fitness...", Zhan Jun said.

I saw him padding his chest and stepping on his feet, and he controlled the ball under his feet. After all, Ashley Cole was a head shorter, and he stretched his feet behind him but failed to hook the ball.

"Hey..." Barry turned his head and shouted, reminding Lampard to help him make up for it, and immediately blocked it, ready to break the ball with Ashley Cole, Mark Qin and the other frontcourt players also hurried Retreating to protect the midfield is the price they must pay for pressing.

"Balotelli, whoops, a good shot..." To everyone's surprise, Balotelli saw the double-teamer pretending to make a pass back to the midfielder, and then directly arched his foot. It broke through from Ashley Cole's crotch, causing the stadium to scream.

"Beautiful, Balotelli..." Ashley Cole quickly turned around and chased back, and Terry also quickly moved to the side to help Ashley Cole fill in. In this way, they were pushed forward by Italy. The 30-meter area of ​​the field, but this is Italy after all.

"Smash the ball, hand it over to Marchisio who came up from behind, Balotelli, he really played at the level of a superstar today," Huang Jianxiang said.

"Pirlo is coming up, Mr. Ma, Pirlo, turn to Cassano on the other side, Italy's confidence is fully up, and the fight is very clear...", Zhan Jun said.

At this time, Lineker and the others felt heavy in their hearts. Even if Mark Qin turned into a dog-skin plaster, it was impossible to completely restrict Pirlo from receiving the ball, let alone England who was anxious now.

"Come around and block his way out of the ball." At this moment, Ma Keqin hurriedly shouted to his teammates, and from the camera, he saw England's defense quickly fanning from the left to his right. Lu, even though they know that this will consume a lot of energy than Italy, they have no choice now!

Time passed not slowly, but rather quickly. Although there were not many offenses on both sides, a lot of time was consumed by England in this kind of running scheduling, and they had to do it.

Cassano looked up, and Lampard was pressing the sideline to block his return pass and forced him over.

Lampard and Mark Qin also rushed over quickly.

Perhaps because he thought it was cumbersome to pick the ball and pass back, Cassano finally stopped scheduling this time, but directly used his own skills and speed to get to the bottom.

"Cassano, take the ball to the bottom, this is the usual Italian offensive routine, Balotelli has already inserted diagonally into the penalty area and is ready to grab a point..."

"Pass..., fake move, Cassano dunked back, Glenn Johnson and Lampard both pressed the past, Cassano, turn around and break through, good ball, the personal ability of this striker combination in Italy this year It's really strong, the cross..." Zhan Jun shouted.

After the baseline finally opened up a bit of space, Cassano finally sent a curve ball with his left foot and went straight to the penalty area, looking for Balotelli.

"Balotelli..., Terry, make a clearance...", Mark Qin quickly got out of Lampard's position, returned to the ribs of the penalty area, and boldly stopped Terry's clearance with his chest.

He had to choose to do this. In the current situation, every possession of the ball is as precious as gold to them. If he clears the siege, the outside will be controlled by Italy again.

"It's always the horse who dares..."

"A man of high art is bold..." Zhang Lu and Huang Jianxiang said in unison.

But Italy is not a fuel-efficient lamp, Cassano, Balotelli and Montolivo forced up from three directions, trying to destroy his possession.

The arch of the foot followed one end, and the ball obediently passed over Balotelli's head and flew directly to Ashley Cole on the other side, "Good shot...", Zhan Jun couldn't help shouting.

Watching these two teams play now really feels like a decisive battle at the top of the Forbidden City. None of the players played the ball blindly, and they all played clearly and smoothly relying on their own core.

Restriction and anti-restriction, restriction and anti-restriction, let people see it as fun as a sauna!

"England's offense is advancing very quickly." I saw Ashley Cole pass the ball directly, without any hesitation, directly dribbled the ball forward from the side, and then pushed it directly to Marchisio before Marchisio came over. Wayne Rooney in front of the halfway line.

The shouts in the stands came one after another, and as the situation changed, each took the lead for a while.

Of course, Italy did not want England to advance so easily. Panucci had long left his right-back position and followed Rooney who cut inside firmly, preventing him from easily controlling the ball.

"Rooney, there is no forward space, give it to Barry behind, Barry then turn, give it to Lampard..." At this time, Mark Qin had already moved forward and Gerrard made a switch, and ran to the right .

Lampard had already seen his position clearly before receiving the ball. When the ball reached the frontcourt, where Mark Qin was, there was the starting point. This has become a habit in England.

"Lampard, pass diagonally, and give it to Mr. Ma who pulls the side. This wave is still very clear. There is a short gap for the Italian left midfielder here, because Montolivo will attack in the front midfielder. So the left midfielder needs him and Cassano to take turns to help defend..."

"Push up...", Mark Qin made a firm gesture to Glenn Johnson behind him, and directly dribbled the ball inward, and the instant cross dislocation made the Italian left back Abarth follow two steps and had to be blocked. Len Johnson took it back.

Because he plugged in too firmly, Cassano couldn't follow so deep!

If you look at it from a wide-angle lens, you can clearly see that at the moment Maxine cut in, Rooney also resolutely cut in on the other wing, Ashley Cole also crazily inserted, and England directly opened them. The strongest attack mode.

Prandelli frowned subconsciously. The positions of the three players on England's front midfielder were too flexible, and the Italian midfielder directly led to chaos.

Moreover, Ma Keqin went straight to Pirlo, who was not good at individual defense, as if he was going to die in this game.

"Ricciardo, get back to defense," Prandelli anxiously shouted to Montolivo, who was a little behind the pace. Although Mark Qin was injured, he didn't dare to be careless.

Pirlo fought and retreated. Gerrard held De Rossi at the top of the penalty area. For a while, Pirlo was isolated and helpless. Seeing this, Montolivo quickened his pace and rushed directly behind Mark Qin.

"Heel, beautiful...", but at the moment when Montolivo was about to close the door with Pirlo, Mark Qin directly tapped his left foot, and Lampard inserted it frantically.

Exactly!

"Good shot, even though it was covered with several layers of gauze, Mr. Ma still has a clear understanding of the situation on the field. Lampard, he inserted very firmly. England's chance..."

This change of position finally caused the omission of the Italian midfielder. Lampard moved forward without hesitation, and had to make Pirlo and Cassano on the wing give up their positions to fill the loopholes in front of the penalty area. After all, Lampard Germany's long-range shots are still famous.

"Opportunity...", Lineker and Wilson both stood up at this time. This should be England's most threatening advance in the second half of the first half, mainly because of Lampard's forward drive. Changed the rhythm of the field!

"Lampard...", Lin Inker shouted, but when he was two steps away from the penalty area, Chiellini still didn't come out. Italy's chain defense did not allow him to attack casually and give The opponent leaves space to move forward in the penalty area.

Fortunately, he saw that Pirlo and Cassano were about to close the door, but Lampard's task had already been completed. The moment he was about to lose the ball, he turned around and dunked, just like he did many times in training like that.

The ball passed by Montolivo, causing him to stop suddenly and turn around, because he knew Mark Qin was behind him, but he just turned around and before he had time to stand still, he saw the ball suddenly fly again , flew directly over his head.

"Plop", he fell down in response, no matter how flexible his neck was, he couldn't help tossing like this...

"Mark, it's beautiful..." Lineker shouted excitedly, because just now, England's striker had completed an excellent coordination of retreat and counterrun, and Carroll pulled out to do it. The wall was right in front of Chiellini, which forced him to stand up to defend, but at this moment, Gerrard resolutely slanted and rushed directly behind Chiellini!

Killing intent emerges!

"Gerrard...", as long as he can keep up, it will be a wonderful straight pass diagonally, directly facing Buffon, and Buffon, who reacted quickly, immediately felt the danger and immediately abandoned the door.

"Ah...", Gerrard fell down in response, and De Rossi let go of the concealed pull at the moment when Gerrard was about to lose his balance. A one-handed goal was already worth it.

It’s just that Gerrard didn’t give up either. Even though the forward momentum had been destroyed, he still tried his best to straighten his long legs and tried to shoot in the air. He didn’t dare to pin all his expectations on the referee’s foul, let alone The foul was also on the penalty area line, and De Rossi was quite smart.

"This ball seems to pull people?..." Zhan Jun said uncertainly, "And...", although the movement has slowed down a lot, you can still see Gerrard trying to reach the ball, while the other On one side, Buffon is rushing up aggressively.

"Crack", Gerrard tried his best to reach the ball, but he couldn't control his movement and he pushed him over Buffon's head. He fell down in extreme disappointment, then turned his head, looking for the referee, why, the whistle didn't sound ring?

Proenka was also hesitating, to be honest, he didn't see clearly!

But right away, there is no need for him to be entangled... A white figure turned on the maximum speed, his eyes were red, he stared firmly at the ball, and then jumped directly past Gerrard, still in the air Landed on the ground, opened the pair of scissors...

"Mark...", "Mr. Ma...", when everyone was hesitating, he didn't. For so many years, he has been adhering to the habit of the great striker Suarez, and there is no wasted running on the field!

Lineker yelled frantically as Mark Qin, who was also out of balance, lashed his right foot like a whip on the ball that was hooked by Gerrard and landed and then bounced slowly!

Time stands still, landslides and ground cracks!

"boom……"

"goaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaal..., goalgoalgoal...", Lineker was blushing, mad and intoxicated, and the white phalanx of the entire stand burst into flames like a burning mountain!

No matter how awesome Buffon was, he couldn't stop the ball. He just subconsciously reached out for more than half of the attack, and then the ball came out of his armpit like light, skimmed low, and rushed into the net!

"goaaaaaaaaaaal..., goalgoal..., hataf**kinggoal..."

The whole of England was in a state of shock, and the rising waves seemed to represent the wildest catharsis in their hearts, and countless arms rose instantly!

"Pa", Ma Keqin used his left hand to support the body that was about to fall, and then stood up staggering and rushing, ignoring the pain in the bridge of the nose and the blood red eyes, and shouted frantically, Rush to the sidelines, to the frenzied, ubiquitous whiteness...

"kill……"

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