It's cheating, but Hazard

Chapter 330: The Golden Crow Flies from the Seabed for the First Time, Red Light Scatters and Blue Clouds Open Up (Part )

The game is about to begin.

Smalling glanced at Charles secretly.

"Can I really defend him?"

Vidic patted Smalling's shoulder gently and said, "We will win."

"Okay, players from both teams re-enter the field and the game officially begins."

Stamford Bridge is now a world of ice and fire. Amid the large area of ​​blue, the red color is also trying its best to show its presence.

At the beginning, there was no testing between the two sides. After all, they were old acquaintances, so they went straight into the main show.

Soon, Chelsea planned a quick attack. Everything was perfect. After Charles got rid of the defense, he immediately passed the ball and Malouda followed to the middle. At this time, Manchester United's defense also had a huge loophole. Now the biggest threat target Malouda was in a state of no one guarding him.

Smalling and Vidic rushed forward, and at that moment, Malouda kicked the ball.

There was a problem with the defense, but the old and strong Van der Sar was focused and as steady as a rock, holding the ball in his arms.

"When Van der Sar signed a one-year contract with Manchester United last year, the Dutch goalkeeper said he would officially hang up his boots after the end of this season."

"Although Ferguson tried his best to keep the old man, at the beginning of this season, Van der Sar once again stated that he would retire at the end of the season."

"Evan der Sar's performance today proved that he is still as good as ever. I wonder if he can keep a clean sheet today, considering that Manchester United were beaten by Chelsea both home and away last season."

"At the same time, the goalkeeper position is also special. It is not the case that the younger the goalkeeper, the better. Sufficient experience is also an essential weapon for a goalkeeper."

"Chelsea will probably have to work hard on their next shot."

Van der Sar took a look at the situation in the frontcourt. Chelsea was in excellent form, so he did not dare to take the risk of kicking the ball, but chose to pass the ball to Smalling in front of him.

At this moment, Malouda, who was just in the middle, immediately moved forward. Torres, who was not far away, also had the same idea. When Smalling looked back, the passing route between him and Vidic had been blocked.

On the other side, Charles' position was very delicately stuck between him and Fletcher.

After a quick analysis, Morin finally chose to pass the ball to O'Shea on the wing.

But his choice played right into Charles's hands.

The moment he crossed the ball, Charles, who had just been standing on the sidelines watching the show, immediately moved.

O'Shea turned around to protect the ball the moment he received it outside the penalty area. Charles, who arrived later than him, quickly grabbed the back of his jersey and at the same time accelerated to squeeze to his right.

O'Shea originally wanted to transfer the ball, but in order to protect the ball, he turned around passively, and with his back to the goal, there was no way to transfer the ball.

His teammates were all not far away, but Charles's kid was very wicked. After blocking his position, it became extremely difficult for him to pass the ball.

There is no other way but to get past Charles first.

As O'Shea thought about it, he kicked the ball forward with his left foot.

Compared to his offensive ability, Charles' defensive ability can only be described as average.

By the time he reacted, O'Shea had already shaken off his hand and rushed to the baseline to receive the ball he had just passed to him.

Charles pushed hard with his left foot, changed direction immediately, and rushed to O'Shea diagonally with foresight.

O'Shea had just stopped the ball and adjusted his posture when he saw Charles catching up again.

He had just stood at the bottom line, but after Charles rushed over, he had no intention of keeping a distance from him, but chose to pressurize him further.

O'Shea had no choice but to stand outside the baseline, stepping forward with his right foot and blocking the ball with both feet.

Charles also lowered his center of gravity and watched O'Shea's movements closely.

O'Shea just felt sweat all over his back.

damn it.

He is just a defender, what should he do?
Playing as a full-back at the start, I broke Chelsea's entire defence?

Recalling the forward moves he had seen over the years, O'Shea finally chose the one that impressed him the most to practice.

He just twisted his left knee slightly and lifted his left heel slightly. When he saw Charles making a similar move, the inside of his left foot quickly pushed the ball outwards.

But what he didn't expect was that Charles' reaction speed was even faster than his. Before he finished his action, Charles had already speeded up.

You have to know that in order to successfully receive his pass, his movements were not big, which means that the ball did not roll far.

O'Shea quickly reached out to stop Charles, but Charles didn't fall for it at all.

I saw him kneeling on the ground with his left leg, and at the moment he lowered his height, he stretched out his right leg and just reached the ball.

Seeing that Charles' right foot was about to hook the ball away, O'Shea immediately slid his intercepting hand back, grabbed Charles' sleeve tightly, and stretched out his foot to poke the ball out.

His idea was successful, but not completely.

Charles was a step faster and kicked the ball out first, but O'Shea's feet and hands hindered Charles' movements.

Looking at O'Shea who was leaning towards him, Charles had an idea. Using his kneeling left foot as the axis, he exerted force with his right hand.

"Shh!"

The next second, O'Shea was thrown out by Charles like clothes in a washing machine.

At the moment his hand was shaken off, Charles' right foot and left hand landed at the same time, and the ball was right under his body.

Damn it, he knew he couldn't do the job of a striker!

O'Shea gritted his teeth and turned around quickly.

He and Charles were only a few feet apart, half a body length.

He doesn't read much.

But soon, Charles taught him a lesson.

The furthest distance in the world is not between life and death, but when I am right in front of you and you have no way to stop me!
Seeing Charles getting up, but O'Shea following behind him was extremely embarrassed. Smalling, who had been watching nearby, finally remembered Ferdinand's teachings and rushed out of the penalty area.

Charles pushed the ball outwards with the outside of his right foot. O'Shea, who had just been following Charles, immediately made way when he saw Smalling rushing towards him.

The moment Smalling arrived, he immediately stretched out his foot to try to intercept the ball, but the ball, which was just not far in front of him, was like bait on a fishhook, and was immediately taken back by Charles the moment it came over.

Ciel was as nimble as a cat.

Dribble the ball along the sideline.

Van der Sar took a deep breath and quickly blocked the corner.

Now it's zero angle, it will be very difficult to shoot.

But it was Charles who got the ball!

He had no doubt that Charles could still score the ball even at a negative angle.

Suddenly, Van der Sar suddenly thought of something and shouted heartbreakingly: "Someone come to the far goal!" Evra rushed to stand near the far post.

After confirming that there was someone at the far post, Van der Sar finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Damn it, a player who can score the goal of the century and he is the only goalkeeper, how can he be prevented?
O'Shea, who had just made way, quickly overtook on the curve and went around Smalling. Fletcher also rushed over. The moment Charles stepped into the penalty area, he was immediately surrounded by three people.

Charles thought about the position of his teammates in his mind, and no teammate could catch the ball!

This time, O'Shea did not give up his position, but stretched out his foot decisively when he was parallel to Charles. However, Charles is Charles. As long as he is given a little space, he can avoid the defensive player's steal.

As expected, O'Shea's foot immediately missed the target. Looking at the baseline right at his feet and the Manchester United goal that had blocked the near and far corners, Charles could only try to change direction and move away from the baseline.

But how could Manchester United, who had finally managed to restrict him, miss this opportunity?
Smalling, who had just been fooled, immediately stretched out his foot and tried to poke the ball out from behind when O'Shea's kick missed. Charles flicked the ball with his left foot and narrowly avoided Smalling.

However, just as he stretched out his foot, Fletcher, who had been watching him eagerly, was the real mantis stalking the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind!

The ball just got out of Charles' control, and the next second, it was sent out of the baseline by Fletcher.

"The ultimate transition from offense to defense... Although it was only in this small area and only one Chelsea player was directly involved, no one can deny that this was an ultimate artistic performance."

"It was just a cross pass, but no one expected it to be the beginning of Charles dancing on the heart of Manchester United."

"I guess O'Shea never thought that it would be more painful for him to pass Charles than to defend him."

"When Charles arrived, O'Shea protected the ball with his back to goal, but everything has its pros and cons. After protecting the ball with his back to goal, O'Shea had no way to pass the ball away. When he tried to pass the ball to himself one second later, Charles was still like a lingering shadow."

"He wanted to trick Ciel out of his focus and then pass him."

"Although he knew that Charles was much better than him in terms of dribbling, he still chose to show off his skills in front of an expert."

"The ball was transferred and this time, O'Shea finally returned to his job and started defending Charles."

"The ultimate small-scale escape, Charles dances on a tightrope."

"But obviously, this angered Manchester United's defenders, and with the cooperation of the three players, the ball finally flew out of the bottom line as Manchester United wished."

"The crisis is not over yet. Chelsea has a corner kick. Can Van der Sar defend Chelsea's attack?"

The moment the ball flew into the stands, the Manchester United fans who had been afraid to breathe finally breathed a sigh of relief.

But when he saw Charles take the ball thrown by the caddy and slowly walk towards the corner area, his face immediately turned red again.

Damn it, Chelsea Oil is going to destroy football someday!
Ferguson glanced at his watch and then continued chewing gum with an expressionless face.

On the field, Charles had already walked to the corner area and stretched out three fingers at the same time, probably explaining some tactics.

Ancelotti next door was also not idle.

He pulled out a box of mints from his pocket and "praised" himself by pouring half of the box into his mouth.

Ferguson reached back into his pocket, took out another piece of gum, and chewed it slowly.

Damn, he thought of the Champions League final that year again.

Chelsea players quickly adjusted their positions on the field as if according to some pattern.

Van der Sar tried to decipher the pattern by carefully reading their surface patterns, but still couldn't come up with anything.

In the end, he could only let other Manchester United players defend each player one-on-one.

At the same time, he did not forget to instruct a player to stand at the far post to defend against Charles' direct corner kick.

"Beep——"

As the referee blew the whistle, Torres, who had just been standing in the small penalty area, rushed out immediately. At the same time, Charles immediately took a corner kick.

Just as the ball was about to roll to the penalty area line, Charles immediately ran diagonally into the field.

Smalling, who was originally marking Torres in the small penalty area, immediately followed out, and Vidic, who was standing not far from the front point, also rushed over.

Vidic looked at Charles' position and subconsciously thought that Torres would pass the ball directly to Charles next.

Because the space between him and Smalling was too big, and Torres was facing away from the goal, as long as Charles received the ball in this position, with his shooting skills, the defensive players stacked in the penalty area would pose no threat at all. The real threat was only goalkeeper Van der Sar.

Smalling rushed towards Torres, Vidic kept observing Torres' movements, but rushed towards Charr without stopping.

Looking at Vidic rushing towards him, Charles immediately changed direction, changed direction drastically, and rushed towards Torres diagonally.

Football is a game of time and space.

To establish an advantage, the simplest way is to create a numerical advantage in a local space.

Torres and Smalling are one-on-one in the local space. Now as long as he goes over, it will instantly become two-on-one!

One of the main reasons why he failed to dribble past the opponent just now was that he did not have the support of his teammates and was three against one in the local space.

If the position was better, he could use time to trade space and delay the arrival of his teammates, but near the baseline is obviously not a good position.

Torres was in sync and ran back with the ball.

Smalling, who was originally following Torres, subconsciously followed Torres.

In the blink of an eye, Charles arrived at the position where Torres originally received the ball, "Give it to me!"

As soon as Charles finished speaking, Torres kicked the ball with his heel without hesitation. Smalling cursed inwardly and turned around immediately.

Damn it, he knew he couldn't defend against Charr, and Vidic still said he would win.

If he can win, why can't you keep an eye on him!

But the distance that Torres had just taken him away from was not something that could be made up by just turning around.

Charles stopped the ball and then paused for a moment.

Malouda and Mikel, who were lurking in the small penalty area, took a few steps back at this moment.

Just when Smalling was about to reach him, Charles kicked the ball with the inside of his left foot, and the ball quickly rose into the air and headed straight for the small penalty area.

At the beginning of the golden black seabed, Zhu Hui scattered the green clouds.

Van der Sar, who was originally blocking the near post, rushed out immediately after seeing the rotation and trajectory of the ball, trying to grab the ball.

But Charles' control of the arc was too strong. Although the ball had started to fall from the highest point, he still couldn't touch the ball.

The ball accurately found Malouda.

At this moment, all eight Manchester United players gathered in the small penalty area, but they still couldn't stop Malouda from dribbling the ball.

"boom--"

Mikel, who was standing near Malouda, kicked the ball in perfect sync. Van der Sar, who had just found the ball in the chaotic crowd, immediately went to the ground, but the ball had already been picked up by Mikel.

Van der Sar quickly looked up and saw the ball hit the crossbar of the goal and finally bounced into the net.

(End of this chapter)