It's cheating, but Hazard

Chapter 218 Chapter 216 The Brazilian Team's Stories
Bailey sat in front of the TV and felt that the picture was becoming increasingly blurry.

When he was 17 years old, he helped Brazil win the World Cup. Four years later, he wanted to represent Brazil in another bid for the Jules Rimet Cup.

However, the World Cup that year was not his stage.

He was injured due to a foul in the first game. He wanted to persist in the second game, but eventually he had to withdraw due to injury.

He thought he could return before the final, but he felt unwell just after completing a set of sprints.

Fortunately, there is Garrincha.

Although he was also injured by rough fouls, he used his limping steps and scored two goals to successfully lead the team into the final.

Although Garrincha had many bad habits, although that World Cup had passed many years ago, and although Garrincha had passed away many years ago, he still could not forget Garrincha's unique pace.

Pele looked at Charles in the TV series with deep affection, because in Charles' steps he saw the time when he and Garrincha teased Kuznetsov and besieged the goal guarded by Yashin.

Bailey wiped away his tears and found his cell phone with his blurred vision.

"Wawa, I think I saw Garrincha."

……

Mourinho only felt his hands shaking.

He has been thinking about it day and night these days, thinking about different systems and watching one Barcelona game video after another.

He admitted that Barcelona is indeed strong now, like a visitor from outer space.

But he doesn't believe that there is an absolutely unbeatable team in football.

He kept looking and looking, and finally found the problems with Barcelona.

Charles' outstanding performance this season has masked the overall lack of coordination in Barcelona's front line.

Although Charr performed very well in various competitions last season, he joined the team midway through the season and was mostly in midfield.

Barcelona's offensive firepower is shared by the trident.

But this season, in Barcelona's forward line, whenever Charles is on the field, it must be Charles who is the brightest and most outstanding.

As long as they can defend against Charles, Inter Milan's chance of advancing to the Champions League is just around the corner.

In a closed training session before the game, he asked Inter Milan's players to carefully practice the strategy of defending Charles.

Although the recent trend in football is not to mark people, when facing the team that Charles is in, he never thought of following the trend.

He tried 4-5-1, with nine players behind the ball, with the midfield pressing the Barcelona ball holders, clamping down on the Barcelona midfield while leaving space for counterattacks.

But he eventually scrapped the idea and opted for a 4-4-2.

He didn't know what Guardiola's final tactics would be, so he wouldn't let a player mark Charles alone.

This would only leave him with one less player, and Charles would not necessarily be invisible throughout the game.

In the end he chose zone defense.

The effect was really good at the beginning, and Barcelona's team offense was almost ineffective.

But now the facts seem to prove to him that Barcelona, ​​with the magical Charles, can do anything, even if their forward line is not coordinated as a whole.

But how could Mourinho give up just because of this?
He suppressed his inner fear, walked to the sidelines calmly, and shouted loudly.

At the same time, the Inter Milan players who were originally a little confused on the field calmed down.

Amidst the cheers, Inter Milan kicked the ball back into organization.

After Samuel received the ball, facing Yosi who immediately stepped forward, he saw him knock the ball with his left foot and directly transfer the ball back to Zanetti's feet.

Xavi and Yosi immediately changed their targets, but Zanetti, who had calmed down after the panic, made another long pass and found Pandev.

Barcelona's midfield was exhausted time and time again, but all to no avail.

The football was like beads, slipping and shifting under the feet of Inter Milan players.

The moment Sneijder received the ball, he saw that Barcelona's midfielders still wanted to press, so he took a long shot without hesitation.

"call out--"

Everyone's eyes were on the ball, and at this time Valdes jumped high and easily took the ball.

Valdes looked at the situation in the frontcourt and finally chose to be safe and passed the ball to Pique.

The ball passed back and forth between Barcelona's defenders and was finally passed to Iniesta by Maxwell.

Iniesta immediately dribbled sideways after receiving the ball, but Inter Milan's players were like buses, blocking Iniesta's passing route.

Seeing this, Charles retreated immediately without any hesitation.

At this time, Iniesta passed the ball back to Maxwell, and the moment he saw Charles, he immediately moved forward.

Milito realized something was wrong and quickly stood between Charles and Maxwell, but he was still a step too slow in the end.

At the same time, the forward Iniesta was also watched over by his other teammates who were on high alert.

Unable to find a suitable point to pass the ball, Charles had no choice but to pass the ball back to Maxwell again.

The moment after receiving the ball, Maxwell realized that he could only dribble alone after transferring the ball. However, the next second after he attacked, Cambiasso and Motta were like two speeding buses.

Maxwell also lost control of the ball just after Motta knocked him to the ground.

At the same time, Capbiaso knocked the ball forward.

"Snapped--"

Barcelona players still wanted to intercept, but Sneijder was one step faster.

The ball accelerated again under his feet, and Busquets felt like he just blinked his eyes, and the ball was at Eto'o's feet unknowingly.

Pique and Puyol were ready for the match, but their old teammate had no intention of breaking through alone.

Eto'o kicked the ball with his right foot and it flew directly over the heads of the two men.

At the same time, Milito, who was originally beside them, accelerated and rushed out.

"Milito, one-on-one!"

"Hey, why did the referee blow the whistle?"

"The linesman thinks this ball is offside?"

Mourinho, standing on the sidelines, was extremely angry.

He could see that this ball was clearly not offside. It was clearly a good ball and Milito was clearly going to have a one-on-one chance, but the linesman thought it was offside and blew the whistle.

Just when Mourinho was so excited that he wanted to argue with the referee, Guardiola was not idle either.

He was seen dancing with excitement like a conductor directing a music competition, and eagerly called Charles to his side.

Although the ball was just called off, Barcelona is still leading by one goal, but the problems at Barcelona cannot be ignored.

"Charles, wait a minute, don't retreat to the midfield to organize the team. We have no way of playing quick short passes right now. Do you know what you should do now?"

Guardiola put one hand on Charles' shoulder and pointed at the situation on the field with the other, guiding him step by step.

"Uh," Charles didn't react for a moment, "How do I do it?"

"Just like the first goal, you should try to break through as much as possible."

Guardiola did not continue his questioning.

"What we thought before was very different from the actual situation in this game. This time you just need to break through on your own and don't waste time coming back to organize."

Seeing Charles nod, Guardiola didn't say anything more, just patted him on the shoulder.

Shortly after Charles came on the court, the game, which had been interrupted, resumed.

Maxwell saw the opportunity and passed the ball directly to Iniesta.

The moment Iniesta received the ball, Cambiasso pressed forward from behind. Iniesta had no choice but to lean on Cambiasso and pass the ball back to Busquets.

However, at the moment the ball was transferred, Sneijder and Motta were like the ubiquitous cars on the road, heading straight towards Busquets to double-team him.

Busquets had no time to pass the ball forward and could only pass it back like before.

Seeing Milito rushing towards him, Maxwell pulled the ball back with his left foot and turned around immediately.

However, Milito was like a running cocklebur, following Maxwell closely.

Maxwell glanced at Puyol, but at the moment he kicked the ball, Milito predicted it in advance and blocked his position directly.

He staggered and almost fell to the ground. Just when he wanted to control the ball by force, Milito, who was ruthless, shook his ankle and hooked the ball directly to him.

Puyol quickly chased after him and finally successfully blocked Milito outside the penalty area.

At the same time, the referee blew the whistle again.

The moment the whistle sounded, Milito, who could no longer calm his inner anger, vented all his anger on the ball.

"Maxwell lost his balance himself, not me!"

Milito was breathing heavily, but the referee didn't want to listen to his explanation. As soon as he kicked the ball away, he immediately gave him a yellow card.

Mourinho's face turned livid. He felt that he was being targeted by the referee again.

Is it because he said: "He has never lost to Barcelona when the number of players is equal"?

The game continues.

Puyol made a long pass and transferred the ball to Busquets.

Inter Milan's players all held their breath and quickly moved to defend.

But their defense was eventually found a gap by Busquets.

Busquets aimed in the direction of Charles and kicked the ball under.

"call out--"

Charles just glanced back and rushed forward without hesitation.

At the same time, Iniesta also broke out from the wing, and just as Motta and Cambiasso moved to double-team him, he picked up the ball.

The two of them looked up quickly and saw the ball falling directly towards Charles like a rainbow.

As soon as Charles stopped the ball, Maicon and Lucio rushed over.

At the same time, Motta and Cambiasso gave up Iniesta who was nearby and made a flanking move downwards.

Lucio held his breath, because he had suffered enough from Ciel just now.

Just as he saw the opportunity and stretched out his foot decisively, Charles tapped the ball with his left foot and stopped suddenly at the same time, directly avoiding Lucio's outstretched foot.

Lucio, who rushed too far, had no time to brake, and directly exposed Maicon, whose heart was pounding like thunder, behind him.

Before Maicon could kick the ball, just as Lucio looked back at Charles reluctantly, Charles gently flicked the ball with his left foot and transferred it to his right foot again.

When he caught a glimpse of Motta whizzing from behind, right in front of Maicon, Charles turned 90 degrees counterclockwise and pushed the ball backwards with his right heel.

Motta subconsciously hooked the ball, but at this time he could only watch Charles' feet, because the ball had already been transferred away by Charles.

Half a second later, Motta was finally able to confirm that Charles was not a monster, because he was really tripped after being hooked by his own foot.

But the next second, Motta immediately regretted his judgment.

The Ciel is not even an Earth creature!
Although he looked like he was about to fall, he used the outside of his left foot to push the ball to the left again, which again made Motta's attempt to steal the ball fall into vain.

Charles almost performed a split, but when Maicon saw Lucio and Motta passing by him and Charles and failing one after another, he rushed forward without hesitation.

While you are sick, I will kill you!
Charles supported himself with his hands and swung his body from right to left like a swing.

At the same time, Maicon took a big step forward and knocked the ball with his left foot.

But what he never expected was that Charles knelt on one knee, put the sole of his left foot on the ball and pulled it to the right, and the ball rolled directly over the instep of his left foot.

Maicon swallowed his saliva, and saw Charles' left ankle tilted, and he changed his step to push the ball with the instep.

The ball hit Maicon's shoe and bounced slightly, but on this side, Charles' hand seemed to have a spring, supporting his body and bouncing him up.

Maicon had just turned around when Cambiasso rushed straight up.

Before Charles could stand firm, Cambiasso kicked the ball hard with his left foot.

Maicon realized something was wrong and wanted to cooperate with his teammates, but at the moment Cambiasso passed the ball, Charles pushed the ball to the right again with the outside of his right foot.

Seeing that he could not pass the ball to Maicon, Cambiasso immediately changed his plan and wanted to kick the ball to Lucio who was not far to Charles' right.

Charles quickly used his left hand to hold Cambiasso, pushing him backwards, while at the same time leaning forward, trying to pin Cambiasso behind him.

Cambiasso wanted to push Charles away anxiously, but he was standing on one leg and had no space to exert force.

Feeling that he had to stretch his right foot to touch the ball, Cambiasso gritted his teeth, leaned on Charles, and poked the ball with his right foot.

Finally, the ball was poked out half a meter.

At the moment the ball was poked out, Charles shook off Cambiasso and rushed up at the same time with Maicon.

It was only half a meter away, but the fans on the sidelines felt that Cambiasso, Maicon and Charr were racing against time.

The fans wearing blue and black jerseys covered their hearts with their hands.

Because they knew that if they could not steal the ball from Charles, the consequence might be that Inter Milan would fall behind Barcelona by another goal.

Inter fans breathed a sigh of relief when they saw Charles just stretched out his foot on the field, and Cambiasso and Maicon double-teamed him from the left and right, blocking Charles behind them and successfully clearing the ball.

Even though there were four people surrounding and double-teaming them, for some reason they always felt that their players were the weaker one.

Obviously, Charles couldn't stand steadily and fell down, but he was able to pass the opponent with just one foot.

Obviously Charles... is so good, why can't he be an Inter Milan player?

Charles patted his legs helplessly.

One of Garrincha's legs is 6 cm shorter than the other, which means that his way of controlling the ball is different from that of normal people.

But Charles's two legs are the same length.

The advantage of this is that when he runs at full speed, he doesn't have to run and stop like Garrincha.

But the downside is that when faced with a situation like the one just now, it is easy for him to lose his balance and it is also more likely for him to fall in a confrontation.

If he had been hooked before, Charles would at most stagger a little, not like now.

And judging from these two dribbles, Charles has a deeper understanding of Mourinho's bus station.

Barcelona's frontcourt is Mourinho's bus's home base, and it is difficult to break through.

Just like crossing the defense line, he had only heard of bypassing the Maginot Line, but had never heard of launching a head-on attack on the enemy's fortress.

Barcelona throw-in.

Charles took the ball thrown by the ball boy and finally chose to pass the ball to Iniesta in the midfield.

Just after the ball was passed several times between Barcelona's midfielders, Charles also broke into Inter Milan's penalty area.

Feeling the nervousness and awkwardness of Maicon beside him, and feeling that the ball could not be passed to him for a while, Charles consciously acted as a psychological mentor.

Maicon's original name was Michael, but when registering his household registration, the staff registered his name incorrectly. In the end, Maicon's parents had no choice but to make the best of it.

Maicon is still at his peak now and can occupy a starting position even in the Brazilian national team which is full of talented players.

Later, he was expelled from the national team.

This was not a big deal, after all, the Brazilian team has a lot of talented players.

"Gazzetta dello Sport" reported that the reason for the dismissal was that Maicon did not return home all night, which angered head coach Dunga.

But on the same day, Brazil's Ole newspaper exclusively reported a shocking piece of news.

It is said that Maicon was expelled from the national team because of a prank he played on his teammate Elias.

The specific situation is that after the holiday, Maicon, Elias and Oscar went to a nightclub in Miami together.

But after Elias drank too much, he behaved ridiculously, making the other two feel embarrassed.

So they decided to play a trick on Elias.

But after hearing what Maicon said, Oscar felt it was too much and did not participate.

Eventually Maicon took Elias back to the hotel and tricked him with pepper and condensed milk.

When Elias woke up, Maicon lied to him that he was tricked by four people in the bathroom.

Elias didn't believe it at first, but he felt the pain deeply.

Elias checked it in horror, but when he saw the condensed milk, he was completely desperate.

Desperate Elias told Dunga the incident directly and then conducted a thorough examination.

Before the test results came out, Dunga called Maicon over for questioning.

Finally, after questioning, Mccon realized that he had played too big.

So he admitted that nothing had happened and it was all a farce he had created.

Then because this incident was so bad, Dunga finally decided to fire Maicon.

However, this report is so outrageous that it is generally considered to be fake news.

"you……"

Before Maicon could finish his words, Charles pushed him aside and rushed towards the penalty area.

At this time, Iniesta kicked the ball, and the ball crossed almost half the field and flew straight into Inter Milan's penalty area.

Maicon reacted quickly and put Charles behind him, while holding back Charles' hand.

In the middle of the penalty area, Ibrahimovic and Samuel competed for the header at the same time, but Samuel took the lead and successfully cleared the ball before Ibrahimovic.

Just as the two men fell and rolled into a ball, the goalkeeper rushed forward and caught the ball in his arms.

(End of this chapter)