It's cheating, but Hazard

Chapter 331: The Golden Crow Flies from the Seabed for the First Time, Red Light Scatters and Blue Clouds Open Up (Part )

"Chelsea's tactical corner kick, the ball goes in!"

"Excellent combination and good timing. Although Van der Sar made a save, he was unable to stop the ball from entering the net."

"Now, Chelsea leads 1-0 at home. Since the 2001-02 season, Chelsea has remained unbeaten in 8 home games against Manchester United, with 5 wins and 3 draws. If Manchester United players don't work hard now, then the next outcome for them will still be a failure."

Van der Sar touched his gloves and finally felt helpless.

Generally speaking, the probability of scoring from set pieces such as corner kicks is very low.

Moreover, there were 8 defensive players in front of their goal at that time, but they just couldn't stop the ball. There was nothing they could do.

The Chelsea fans at the scene cheered.

The Red Devils were naturally unwilling to be outdone and continued to cheer for Manchester United in the away stands.

Van der Sar glanced at the celebrating Chelsea players and once again felt the passage of time on him.

If he were five years younger, his jumping ability would be better, and perhaps the ball would not have reached Mikel and others' heads.

Retirement...maybe it really is the best choice.

Van der Sar silently fished the ball out of the net and thought to himself.

Ferguson continued to chew his gum.

Although his heart was filled with sighs, he remained expressionless.

Good players are becoming more and more expensive now.

But he felt that even if he had money in the future, he would never meet a player like Charles again.

The game starts again.

Stamford Bridge seemed to be full of a spell, and the Red Devils seemed to be trapped in it.

The situation on the field was almost one-sided.

Fortunately, Ferguson was on the field, and before long, Manchester United's players adjusted themselves and regained control of the tempo of the game, preventing Chelsea from continuing to snowball their advantage.

In the 12th minute, Essien received a pass from Mikel in front of the penalty area. The awakened Red Devils immediately sent three players to surround him. Essien saw that the chance to shoot was about to slip away, so he quickly kicked the ball.

The Manchester United player who had just surrounded him immediately stretched out his foot, and the ball hit his foot and bounced out.

Evra finally breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the ball bounce back.

It can't be that just because Vidic is away, their defense will become a door curtain, right?
How can we allow our Chelsea players to move away just because they want to make trouble?

After the ball bounced out, Fletcher grabbed the first spot.

Mikel rushed over immediately and wanted to intercept the ball. Fletcher did not take any risks and immediately passed the ball back to Smalling.

As soon as Smalling received the ball, Fletcher began to regret it.

Damn it, Ciel started sticking to him again just like he did not long ago.

Is this what it means, the higher your worth, the greater your responsibility?
Just when Charles was two body lengths away from Smalling, Charles slowed down obviously, but Smalling in front of him seemed to have seen a nightmare. He suddenly slipped and his left knee fell to the ground.

Ferdinand's eyes widened when he saw this scene.

Is this the defender he taught?
If other people knew about this, how would he be able to continue to be a coach?
Damn it, Smalling, get up now!

Smalling did not hear Ferdinand's thoughts. After he realized that he had slipped, he looked at Charles who was obviously stunned for a moment, and immediately came up with a plan.

He used his left knee as a fulcrum and rotated 180 degrees counterclockwise, moving the ball towards himself during the rotation.

But just like him, Charles also reacted quickly. After seeing his movements, Charles rushed to his side and immediately slowed down, while turning towards Smalling, trying to intercept the ball.

Smalling acted decisively. After seeing Charles, he quickly knocked the ball outwards with his right foot, avoiding Charles's foot while keeping the ball in place.

He continued to turn around, and after completing 360 degrees, he immediately stood up and rushed towards the ball.

Charles, who had just rushed over, was half a step slower when he stood up because he was observing his movements, and his back was still facing the ball.

Smalling was delighted.

Charles quickly took a step forward on the spot to adjust his posture. Just when Smalling was about to approach the ball, Charles also completed the turn and pushed the ground with his right foot. The whole person was like a cheetah and caught up with the ball in one stride.

Lampard, who was just behind, also joined in when he saw this. In addition to him, Fletcher also joined in.

Charles caught a glimpse of the two men in his peripheral vision, but ultimately decided to dribble the ball himself first.

Lampard came in too late, and there was no way he could avoid Smalling who was right behind him and pass the ball to him smoothly.

But the one who is even more desperate is Smalling.

He originally thought that he would be able to catch up with the ball while Charles was turning around, but Charles' explosive power was too fast.

He dragged his feet and shouldn't have left the ball there.

But when Charles tried to steal the ball, he couldn't get up for a while. What else could he do except push the ball outwards to avoid Charles' feet?
Now that I think about it, my behavior just now was just drinking poison to quench thirst.

In the blink of an eye, Charles squeezed in front of Smalling and dribbled the ball forward quickly.

Smalling wanted to overtake behind him, but Charles did not give him the chance at all. He kept blocking him behind and his speed was getting faster and faster.

Vidic retreated frantically, and Torres behind him was watching him eagerly.

The other Manchester United players were not much better. They never thought that Charles would intercept the ball in the frontcourt again.

Before, Chelsea usually intercepted the ball in the midfield and backcourt. I don’t know what was wrong with Charles that he was so reckless in stealing the ball in the frontcourt.

It can't be just because they are second in the league, right?
Charles was getting faster and faster, and Torres gritted his teeth to maintain his leading position.

Just as he stepped onto the top of the penalty area, three of Manchester United's four defenders rushed towards Charles.

"Snapped--"

At this moment, Charles kicked the ball with his right foot, and the ball left Charles' feet in the blink of an eye and found Torres.

Vidic quickly turned around, and Van der Sar also quickly adjusted his position. O'Shea and others who had just surrounded Charles rushed towards the goal, ready to block the shooting angle, while another quickly pounced on Torres.

"call out!"

The moment he received the ball, Torres kicked the ball directly.

Van der Sar reacted quickly and held the ball in his arms.

"It was another steal in the frontcourt. Charles was too active today, and every time he made a steal, he would not return empty-handed. Whether it was O'Neal or Smalling, it was very difficult for them to control the ball at their feet when facing Charles."

"Of course, as a frontcourt player, Charles's defense and stealing abilities are definitely not as good as his offensive abilities, but these two steals are enough to prove that he can display outstanding abilities on both offense and defense."

"Look carefully at these two interceptions. The turning point of the first successful interception was O'Shea trying to pass the ball, and the second one was Smalling trying to avoid Charles' interception."

"The one thing these two have in common is the ball got out of the hands of John O'Shea and Chris Smalling."

"Then Charles can use his explosive power and speed to steal the ball before them."

"After stealing the ball, Charles attracted enough defenders to pass the ball to Torres."

"It stands to reason that at this point, the next step would be a perfect goal, but in terms of goalkeeping, the old ginger is still the best. Van der Sar is still strong and restricted Torres' shooting options through his own positioning. Coupled with the tacit cooperation of other Manchester United defenders, Torres was not left with much shooting space in the end."

Torres clapped his hands with some regret. Van der Sar was about to kick the ball.

He now doesn't dare to pass the ball to the defender anymore.

No one knows when the ball will be intercepted from the defender's feet.

The Chelsea trident that had just been blocking Manchester United's penalty area also began to slowly retreat.

While retreating, Torres soon encountered Charles.

"I shouldn't have hit that ball myself just now."

"I sent it at a bad time. I stayed too long. It would have been better if I sent it earlier."

Ciel said with a smile.

Vidic shook his head when he heard this.

He thought it was a meeting to share the blame.

boring.

Ancelotti pulled his mint from his pocket and poured the remaining half into his mouth.

Although the goal did not go in, he was not worried about the final result of the game at all.

He just didn't believe that Ferguson could escape from Stamford Bridge with three points today?

Charles + Torres + Malouda = advantage!

Thinking of this, Ancelotti chewed his mint happily.

Football is like this, the losing side only needs to think about how to deal with the situation after the game, while the winning side has to consider a lot more.

Van der Sar kicked the ball to Carrick.

Carrick is good at both offense and defense, is very capable of running, and his passes are extremely accurate.

After receiving the ball, Carrick ran all the way.

Chelsea's formation was also fluid, trying to create territorial advantages.

The zonal advantage had just been created when Carrick immediately passed the ball horizontally. In an instant, the advantage Chelsea had originally created disappeared.

The moment Nani received the ball, Evra came in from behind.

After completing the pass, Nani kicked the ball to Evra's feet.

Chelsea players still wanted to intercept, but Evra had no intention of passing the ball and instead chose to cooperate with Hernandez.

The ball was transferred again, and Hernandez dribbled into the penalty area. Ivanovic and David Luiz blocked his way. Hernandez had no choice but to pass the ball across the goal.

Rooney in the middle just started from the back point, wanting to cooperate with Hernandez to make a package attack, but Chelsea's defenders are not so easy to deal with.

Manchester United's plan failed after Terry passed the ball back to Cech.

"Rooney arrived a little late and failed to outflank. From the current perspective, Manchester United just got a great chance, but unfortunately, Rooney did not seize it."

"Chelsea launched a quick counterattack... Torres passed the ball in the frontcourt, Malouda shot from a small angle outside the penalty area, and the ball went past the goal."

"Both sides tried their best today, and Manchester United's players also tried their best, but Chelsea is still in the lead."

In the following time, because both sides did not hold back at all after the opening, their physical strength was depleted very quickly.

After 15 minutes, both sides consciously slowed down the pace, otherwise they would not be able to keep up physically.

After a dead ball, Smalling was quickly called to the sidelines.

He trotted to Ferguson with a nervous mood.

He knew his performance was bad, but which defender could perform exceptionally well against Charles?

"Chris," Ferguson pointed at Charles, "I'm going to give you a difficult task. Keep an eye on Charles for a while."

"I?"

Smalling pointed at himself in disbelief.

Ferguson nodded, "Yes, wherever he goes, you go there, you stick to him, you treat him like your girlfriend..."

"I don't have a girlfriend."

Smalling suddenly interrupted.

"Really or not?"

Ferguson frowned.

Smolin swallowed and finally said, "Really not."

"Well," Ferguson sighed, "No matter what, you stick with him. If he goes to the sidelines to drink water, you follow him. If he wants to throw the ball out of bounds, you stand next to him..."

Smalling wanted to cry but had no tears. However, after taking a look at Ferguson's majestic face, he could only nod and say, "Okay, I'll remember that."

Smalling ran back onto the field.

Manchester United prepares to take a corner kick.

Charles was still in the penalty area, following the goalkeeper's instructions. Smalling pushed Malouda aside without hesitation and grabbed Charles' clothes.

"Brother, let me tell you something."

"what?"

Ciel looked confused.

"The boss just gave me a task and asked me to follow you closely."

"Oh," Charles looked at the Manchester United players' formation on the field again, "How old are you?"

Charles was still adjusting his position, and Smalling quickly followed, "I was born in 1989, brother."

"Brother," Charles almost stumbled, "You are my brother. I am one year younger than you."

"Beep——"

As the referee blew the whistle, Manchester United immediately took a corner kick.

The ball went straight to the front point, and Charles, Torres and others rushed over immediately. Smalling, who had just been following Charles, was like a piece of taffy and stuck to him directly.

Charles didn't bother to be polite at this time, but pushed him away with his hand.

But this guy Smalling couldn't be pushed away at all. Just after being pushed away, Smalling stuck to him again.

At the same time, Charles, Torres and Hernandez jumped to compete for the header. Finally, Torres won the header and cleared the ball.

Charles, Mikel and others quickly changed direction, but Smalling was determined and held Charles tightly.

But no matter how hard Smalling pulled and tugged, he still couldn't get Charles to stop.

(End of this chapter)