Football's Number One Madman

Chapter 242 Will this striker stop the ball?
8 month 14 day.

Although it is already 20:45 in the evening, the sky of Barcelona can still see the bright sunshine...

For most of Spain, at this time, their nightlife has not even officially started!
A large number of fans wearing classic red and blue jerseys are gathering at the Nou Camp. They waved scarves, team flags, banners, and posters, pouring into this football temple with high emotions.

A reporter in front randomly stopped some fans for interviews:
"What do you want to say about the upcoming game?"

The fans yelled:
"Barcelona are champions!"

"Fuck Valencia!"

Two fans even displayed a large poster on the spot, allowing the broadcast footage to be filmed immediately.

On this two-meter-tall poster, Messi, wearing the No. 10 jersey, stepped on the football with high spirits, but opposite him, Li Polo, wearing the No. 9 jersey, was crying and begging for mercy!
That's right, in the new season, Lee Polo gave up the No. 4 jersey he had worn for a year to the newcomer Van Dijk, while he "reluctantly" put on the No. 9 that no one cares about.

Although he is nostalgic for the central defender position, but... Van Dijk + Mustafi, such a combination, he can't bear to snatch his teammates' chances to play!
This Xia Chuang, Neville, who lacks contacts and resources in world football, really can't buy a decent striker. Lee Polo can only follow the general trend and reluctantly make a guest appearance.

"I want to see Messi beat Lee Polo!"

After mentally humiliating their opponents, the hopeful Barcelona fans walked into the stadium laughing.

But their captain, Iniesta, was not so relaxed at the moment.

Although coach Enrique was very confident in the pre-match press conference, but... the atmosphere in the dressing room is clear to everyone.

In the four warm-up games before the season, Barcelona only won one victory. In addition, they were frantically rubbed by Liverpool led by Klopp 4:0. The team is still far from the best state...

In addition to being in poor condition, Barcelona's staff is not neat.

Neymar is still participating in the Olympics, and the Brazilian king vows to win this time.

The first goalkeeper Ter Stegen accidentally sprained his ligament in training three days ago. He was unable to play in two rounds and had to let Bravo continue to top.

But... what the entire European football world knows is that Manchester City has officially issued an offer to Barcelona, ​​and Guardiola is confident in poaching Bravo.

After all, in the eyes of Gua Shuai, who has just coached the world's number one goalkeeper Neuer for three years, Joe Hart, who has played for Blue Moon for many years... can he also be considered a goalkeeper?

So, under the current circumstances, how can Bravo, who is ready to leave, devote 100% to the game?

In addition, the left back Alba got a gastroenteritis free card, and the new aids Umtiti and Gomez have just returned to the team because they participated in the European Cup finals. They cannot start regardless of their physical fitness or state. A main-level player was unable to play in the first round of the game.

Of the 11 starters, 5 are substitutes. Can they relax? -
"Yo guys, are you guys going to bloodbath us with the rotation?"

Sure enough, in the player tunnel, Lee Polo, who was at the end of the Valencia queue, shouted.

He looked at the second goalkeeper, Bravo, backup defender Digne, and Vidal, and shouted angrily:

"Can I understand it this way, you think I am a striker without any threat? Just send some cats and dogs to freeze me?"

Gritting his teeth, he added some drama to himself:

"Since you humiliated me first, don't blame me for being cruel!"

[Negative emotions from Bravo, +46! 】

[Digne, +20! 】

[Vidal, +38! 】

Bravo, who is about to leave Barcelona, ​​is so innocent that he exploded:
【I don't want to appear either! 】

[It's all the fault of the little lion! 】
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"Drip~~~"

Referee Jesus Sil Manzano blew the whistle and Messi passed the ball back, turned and inserted it into the opponent's half.

He deliberately glanced at Li Boluo, and found that this opponent really acted as a forward obediently, and did not withdraw to participate in the defense.

Messi couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief:

[Thanks to the Virgin Mary, in today's game, I finally don't have to listen to that guy's nonsense! 】

[I'd rather be one against five every time I dribble than fight that bastard one-on-one! 】
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How can there be any quiet time, but someone is carrying the burden for you.

Mascherano was the one who carried the burden for Messi.

Watching his teammates send the ball over the center line, the Barcelona giant met his opponent in this game.

"I heard that you were beaten by Liverpool in the warm-up match?"

Li Poluo approached with a smile:
"By the way, I remember that you seem to have transferred from Liverpool, right?"

"Well, can you tell me something about what happened at that time?"

"In order to transfer to Barcelona, ​​​​did you fake your injury or pay out of your own pocket, like Fabregas and others?"

Mascherano looked at him as usual, and responded calmly:
"People like you don't know how to respect others at all."

"You never understand in your life, to be able to play for Barcelona, ​​​​for me, it means dreams and everything."

Li Poluo let out an "ah" and blinked at him:
"Why can't I understand? We are the same people."

"You can use all means to join the temple in your heart. Then I will use all means to win the game!"

Mascherano's expression finally changed distortedly:

"Are you also worthy of comparison with me?"

[Negative sentiment from Javier Mascherano, +33! 】
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"I don't know if it was affected by the disastrous defeat to Liverpool in the warm-up match. Barcelona entered the state a bit slowly today. On the contrary, Valencia's players ran more actively. Look at Barcelona's frontcourt cooperation this time, Busquets made a direct pass... The ball was accurately intercepted by Perez, and Valencia launched a counterattack!"

Before the commentator Shen Fangjian had time to carefully analyze the starting rosters of the two sides, his attention was attracted by the situation on the court:

"DePaul got rid of Rakitic's defense and sent a wide-range long pass! He's going to go straight to..."

Before he could finish his words, Jia Tianning next to him couldn't wait to shout out:
"Lee Polo!"

"Li Polo started in an instant! Mascherano and Pique failed to create an offside! His speed is too fast! Pique has given up chasing back!"

Pique only took two steps before shaking his head helplessly.

His position is too far away, even if he tries his best, it is impossible to catch up with Li Polo, so he can only pin his hopes on Mascherano and Bravo who are closer.

Compared to Pique, Mascherano still has a chance.

Because they all know that Lee Polo, who was born as a central defender, is born with insufficient skills at his feet. If he wants to stop the ball comfortably for such a long-distance pass, it may not be possible to complete it in less than two seconds.

As long as Li Poluo slows down a little bit, Brother Xiao Ma may catch up!

Sure enough, Li Polo, who was about to break into the penalty area, turned his head to observe the trajectory of the pass, while preparing to slow down to catch the ball.

Brother Xiao Ma's confidence soared, his legs exploded with amazing strength, and he jumped out like a jaguar!
[This is the shortcoming of switching from a central defender to a forward! 】

[If it's Messi or Suarez, they don't need to stop the ball at all, but they will shoot directly before the defender catches up! 】

Seeing that Li Boluo's speed had dropped to the lowest level, Brother Xiao Ma took another step forward, then stretched out his right foot diagonally from behind, ready to complete a deadly interception!

[This position... has not yet entered the penalty area, even if there is a foul action, at most one yellow card will be taken, and no penalty will be awarded! 】

Mascherano, who had already expected everything, even anticipated Lee Polo's next annoyed expression:
[When the time comes...how should I satirize him? 】

"Oh!"

After 0.3 seconds, Li Polo stopped the ball before Mascherano intercepted it, but failed to avoid the flying tackle of the Argentine giant, and could only roll over in the air and fell heavily. At the top of the arc in the penalty area.

"drop!"

The referee Manzano stepped forward and showed a yellow card directly to the fouled Mascherano, and then awarded the visiting team a free kick in a good position.

Parejo and DePaul rushed over almost at the same time, but DePaul, who had just secured his position as the main force, still succumbed to Captain Pa's "pretentious power" and obediently took a step back.

Parejo picked up the football, glanced at Mascherano who was still lying on the ground, and couldn't help frowning:

"Time to wake up, man!"

But Mascherano still didn't respond, he just pressed his inner thigh tightly, and bean-sized drops of sweat oozed directly from his forehead.

He gritted his back molars and circled twice in the air with his other hand:
"Made, I'm hurt!"
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"Oh? Barcelona is going to make a substitution?"

Shen Fangjian was still regretting that Li Poluo had missed a good opportunity, so the fourth official here raised his sign.

It was Jia Tianning who reacted faster:

"This is the power of Li Polo! He just ran a few steps and created a tragedy in the Barcelona defense line!"

"Javier Mascherano not only got a yellow card, but also pulled a thigh muscle due to lack of preparation!"

"Barcelona's central defender who can play now...only Umtiti who has just returned to the team!"

As soon as Umtiti came on the field, he saw Parejo kicking a full moon scimitar and hitting the dead corner of the goal!
1: 0!

Only 4 minutes into the game, Valencia took the lead!

(End of this chapter)