Football's Number One Madman

Chapter 306 Want to win so much!
With Juan Fran withdrawn through injury, Simeone had to use up his second substitution, with 21-year-old Lucas Hernandez coming on.

But in this way, Atletico Madrid's overall formation has a small problem.

"Let DePaul go forward!"

Of course Gary Neville saw this shortcoming, and immediately gave instructions to the players!
After Forlan leaves the field, Vrsaljko, who is the right back, will become the short board of Atletico Madrid's defense!
Sure enough, in the 42nd minute, Rodrigo advanced with the ball from the left, and DePaul suddenly slipped forward.

Rodrygo scored the ball from the position, DePaul passed the ball non-stop from the edge of the penalty area, and Li Polo made an early prediction to seize the position and beat Jimenez to score with a header!

2: 0!

"Yes!"

The excited Big Neville raised his arms in celebration, then stroked his hair triumphantly, and winked at his younger brother:
"How is it, Phil? Only 3 minutes have passed since I adjusted my tactics!"

Little Neville looked at his brother adoringly:

"Gary, you may really be born to be a head coach!"
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With a 2:0 advantage, Valencia entered the dressing room with ease and joy.

"We played well, especially at the opponent's home court. Everyone can score 9 points. I'm afraid you will be proud of the remaining 1 point."

Gary Neville encouraged his players' performances in the first half before getting to the point:
"In the second half, Simeone's team will definitely counterattack, so we must first stabilize our position and not be frightened by their offensive after the start..."

Cooperating with his explanation, Neville Jr. drew a few arrows on the tactical board:

"Feguli's impact is not enough. If you have not recovered from the Africa Cup of Nations, we can use Cancelo or Munir to play on the wing."

Feguli, who was the first to be criticized by name, almost jumped up from his seat. Looking at the slightly mocking eyes of his teammates, he bit the bullet and made an excuse:

"In the first half... I was frightened by Polo's explosive shot. In the second half, I will go all out!"

Li Bo Luo rolled his eyes:

"You can't beat others with your own feet, so you can rely on me?"

The head coach called Perez's name again:

"The running is not big enough. Li Polo has already retreated to defend. Your sweeping pressure in the middle should not be that great, right?"

Perez nodded viciously while wiping his sweat:
"In the second half, I won't let them pass me once!"

Li Poluo pondered for a moment, then suddenly coughed:
"Coach, I have an idea."

The two Nevilles looked at each other, their eyelids twitching.

Just listen to Li Poluo say unhurriedly:
"Since Atletico Madrid is going to counterattack at the beginning, it is necessary for us to strengthen the defense of the midfield. So... I want to play as a midfielder for 20 minutes."

Gary Neville opened his mouth.

Li Polo shrugged his shoulders, and looked at Figuri again:

"We'll create counter-attacks for you in midfield and if you waste too much, you know what will happen!"

Figuri grinned, and touched his big bald head:
"Made, as long as you give me a chance, I will kill them suddenly!"

Gary Neville shut his mouth:

"Then do it!"
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"It's Calderon!
This is our home field!
We will fight until the last second! "

Simeone's roar still echoed in his ears, and Atletico Madrid's players stood on the field eagerly, ready to launch a desperate counterattack.

But they were shocked to find that the white No. 9, who crippled two defensive players in the first half but did not receive a yellow card, now appeared in the midfielder position...

Simeone's face turned even darker!
"Which head coach will change his strongest forward to play as a midfielder?!"

He gritted his teeth and let out a low growl, and gave Great Neville a fierce look:
"Does the Brit want to win that much?!"

Big Neville ignored him at all, but pulled his brother and whispered:
"Brother, I feel that my authority has been challenged!"

Little Neville nodded expressionlessly:
"Brother, sometimes, don't think too much. How to get along with superstars is also a science!"
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"laugh……"

In the second half, George Cork, the midfielder, was the first to fall under Lee Polo's "iron heel".

In the 52nd minute, just as Cork was about to speed up with the ball, Lee Polo poked the ball away from the front, causing him to fall all over the place.

Saul, who was the closest, was about to grab the ball, but he was bumped by the rampant Perez with his shoulder, and finally sat on the ground with his buttocks.

Perez kicked a curved ball over Felipe's head, giving Feguli a chance to single out the defense.

A few minutes ago, Fei Tianwang, who had vowed to blow up Atletico Madrid's defenders, could only grit his teeth and throw his legs away, charging desperately!
Rodrigo responded from the left flank, but the distance was too far to form a response.

In the end, Fegulli could only create a foul outside the penalty area, which gave the team a free kick.

Felipe, who pulled him down, didn't even get a yellow card!
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With a two-goal lead, Parejo, who took the free kick, had nothing to be nervous about. After casually looking at the wall and the position of the goalkeeper, he directly chose to shoot!

With Oblak not here, Ermen Moya, who replaced him, was just a younger brother to him!
Although... Moya, who was born in 84, is 93 years older than Oblak in 9.

Unfortunately, Parejo, who was full of confidence, hit the jumping wall with a shot. The football rubbed against Savage's head, and then flew high into the stands...

"cut!"

Parejo spat, patted his cheeks with both hands, and trotted to the corner flag area, ready to take the next corner kick.

Seeing that he was so proactive, Rodrigo, the team's second set kicker, had no choice but to give up the opportunity to perform and stay at the front of the penalty area obediently.

Li Poluo raised his right hand high:

"give me!"

Parejo couldn't help frowning.

[You have Savage and Hernandez by your side, how can this be passed on to you? 】

Watching Li Polo lead two defensive players out of the penalty area step by step, Parejo probably understood his teammate's intentions.

He took a deep breath and kicked the ball towards the penalty area!
Lee Polo stopped backing at this moment, and charged forward in reverse!
Savage and Hernandez followed up at the same time, but were blocked by the oncoming Perez and DePaul!
[Pick and roll? ! 】

Simeone on the sidelines was shocked.

During this second, Lee Polo was left unattended!
He jumped high at the 12-yard point and shook his head gently in the face of Parejo's cross!

"Whoosh!"

A white light went straight to the lower left corner of the goal!
The 34-year-old Moya was stunned!

[Negative emotions from Moya, +69! 】

[Savic, +74! 】

[Hernandez, +53! 】

[Simone, +108! 】

"3:0! It's still Lee Polo's iconic header!"

Shen Fangjian immediately announced the result:
"He scored a hat-trick in the 57th minute!"

"One foot from Valencia has entered the gate of the final!"

Jia Tianning nodded in satisfaction:

"Atletico Madrid also wanted to give it their all, but facing the bat army that is united as one, their offensive was far from enough to destroy the visiting team's defense.

Especially Li Poluo, for the overall benefit of the team, he resolutely retreated to help the midfielder strengthen his defense, and repeatedly disrupted the opponent's passing rhythm at critical moments.The opportunity just now came from his interception!

God must be fair, when you thought Lee Polo was concentrating on defense and giving up offense, he opened his scoring account again! "

He glanced at the time of the game, and issued a notice to the Sheet Army:
"Although there is still half an hour left, and there will be a second round in a week, but Atletico Madrid want to advance to the final, there is only a theoretical possibility!"

Although Shen Fangjian wanted to complain, but after thinking for a long time, he couldn't find a reason to refute, so he nodded slowly:

"Master Jia is right!"

(End of this chapter)