The first tumor in football

Chapter 130 Do you know how to spell brain in English?
Grealish moved step by step and sent himself directly into the net.

Everyone watching this scene was stunned and couldn't understand what Ipswich was trying to do.

In the Douyin live broadcast room, as a fan of Ipswich, Fan Zhiyi is racking his brains and trying to make up for it.

"Um... we saw that Grealish from Ipswich made a very strange move... he sent himself directly into the goal... Manchester United's goalkeeper De Gea seemed very puzzled by this and was complaining loudly. But Grealish spread his hands and said, "You guard your goal, I'll stay inside the goal... Hiss, oh, what kind of tactic is this? I don't quite understand it."

Even the professional commentator, Mr. Zhan Jun, was a little confused at this moment.

He searched his mind for all the football tactics, but couldn't figure out what Grealish was doing, so he could only reluctantly say:

"Well... I feel that this might be a psychological tactic. For this ball, Song Wen should have wanted to shoot directly, so he didn't need Grealish to guide the ball in the penalty area. You see, when he let Grealish do this, De Gea was confused. He was wondering what on earth you wanted to do? He couldn't concentrate."

Although Zhan Jun’s explanation is far-fetched, there seems to be no better explanation than this.

It can't be said that Grealish walked into the goal in order to hug De Gea and let Song Wen score, right?
At this time, De Gea was indeed a little upset by Grealish.

He glared at Grealish and shouted in dissatisfaction:
"Hey! What are you doing! Get out of my goal!"

Facing De Gea's accusation, Grealish looked very innocent. He spread his hands helplessly and said:

"I'm just standing here. Why are you so excited? I don't know what I'm going to do."

Although Grealish spoke from his heart, he really didn't know the purpose of Song Wen's arrangement, but to De Gea, Grealish's words sounded very strange.

De Gea could only look at the referee and yell:
"Hey! Referee! Look at what he's doing!"

Faced with De Gea's complaints, the referee could only spread his hands helplessly.

After all, it's Grealish's business where he wants to stand.

Now Grealish has no ball at his feet and does not do anything to infringe on De Gea.

If Grealish interfered with De Gea's attempt to save the ball, or received the ball in an offside position, that would be another matter to follow.

Now he really couldn't order Grealish not to stand somewhere.

Even if Grealish runs out of bounds to take a shit, there's nothing he can do about it.

When Grealish saw the referee signaling that there was nothing wrong with him, he suddenly felt itchy.

He knew that in his position, he couldn't do anything. After all, if he moved, he would be offside.

So he simply leaned against the net, crossed his legs leisurely, and interacted with De Gea with a smile.

"Hey De Gea, you know what, don't try to save Song's shot, that will only make you look like a clown."

"You have no idea how amazing Song is. Wow, look at you. Relax a little. Are you so nervous that you're sweating?"

"Hey, hey, hey! Jones! What are you doing! If you stand like this, you will block De Gea's view!"

"Ashley Yang, stop looking around. You and I both know the power of Magic Song! If you surrender now, you lose half the battle!"

Grealish was like a chattering mouse, standing in Manchester United's goal, constantly attacking Manchester United's players, and even commanding Manchester United's defense.

Although he felt his anus had begun to twitch subconsciously, which meant that many people were glaring at him, Grealish was like a warrior ready to die bravely, with no fear at all.

Because in his opinion, this might be the purpose of Song Wen placing him in the Manchester United goal.

Psychological warfare!
So Grealish performed with all his might.

This made Song Wen on the other side look a little confused, and he had no idea what Grealish was showing off.

While Grealish was still chattering, Song Wen had already slowly stepped back a few steps.

His steps were firm, his eyes were deep, and his gaze was fixed straight on the goal.

Everything seemed to indicate that Song Wen would directly shoot at the goal.

De Gea jumped twice on the spot, patted his gloves, ignored Grealish's chattering and concentrated his attention.

The entire Old Trafford stadium fell silent, waiting for Song Wen to kick.

Song Wen took a deep breath.

This kick actually didn't put much pressure on him.

He even wanted to give it a random kick to see how outrageous the Concept God's abilities could be.

But after thinking about it, his strong professional ethics made him give up this idea.

Song Wen retreated three meters away, then took a big step forward!
After a run-up, he raised his right foot high and kicked the ball with great force!
"boom!"

The moment the instep touched the ball, a dull sound was heard.

But Song Wen was stunned.

Because of his shot, he felt something was wrong!

He found that the force points of his feet and the ball were completely different from what he had originally imagined!

Although the kick was solid, from the angle, he actually missed the target!

He shot the ball towards the goal with a very serious attitude.

But under the control of the concept god's power, his point of force actually changed.

The ball flew high, like a meteor passing through the air!
But Song Wen soon discovered that the ball flew too high!
Although the arc of rotation is large, it doesn't look like it is heading towards the goal at all!

"Song Wen! That was a very high-quality kick..."

In the live broadcast room, Fan Zhiyi subconsciously wanted to flatter the opponent, but he just watched the ball fly over the crossbar of the goal.

Under the shocked gazes of countless people, the ball began to fall violently!

Grealish in the goal was also shocked and turned around following the trajectory of the ball.

I saw the ball suddenly falling in a huge arc!
Then it stopped steadily in front of him.

Although there was still a net between him and the ball.

"Forehead……"

Fan Zhiyi scratched his hair in embarrassment.

This was the first time he saw Song Wen fire an anti-aircraft gun so high.

"The power of this ball was a little bit greater, but judging from the arc of its fall, it was still a very high-quality elevator ball."

Manchester United fans even started shouting directly.

[Hahaha, Gao Lin is possessed? ]

[That's it? That's it? ]

【It’s hard for De Gea to waste so many expressions. 】

[I am dying of laughter. Pass the ball to Grealish in the goal? ]

[See how much pressure I'm under at Manchester United? ]

On the court, Song Wen also felt a little scalp-tingling.

He thought he had found a loophole in the system.

Unexpectedly, the system was one step ahead.

This kick of the ball really and perfectly landed at Grealish's feet, there was nothing wrong with it!

It just went around the goal!

After a brief silence, Song Wen was met with unbridled ridicule from Pogba.

"Oh! Cool! Is this your footwork? Hahahaha!"

Seeing that Song Wen ignored him, Pogba immediately became angry and continued to mock him: "You know, maybe you have some talent in speed, but real football is not played like this."

He pointed to his head again.

"You have to use your brain, you know, your brain."

Song Wen looked at Pogba as if he was a lunatic.

I can't help but sigh in my heart that the more people lack something, the more they emphasize it.

So he couldn't help but ask back:
"Do you know how to spell brain in English?"

Pogba's face froze, he opened his mouth and only one "h" came out, and then it was as if fate had strangled his throat and he could no longer make a sound.

Song Wen smiled, shrugged his shoulders, turned and left.

There are some things that no longer need to be ridiculed.

Because some people will become famous on their own.

Pogba mocked for a long time, but was directly broken by Song Wen's words.

Looking at Song Wen's graceful back as he left, Pogba couldn't bear it anymore and started cursing.

And the peak Pogba that no one has ever seen is also quietly awakening.

Manchester United goalkeeper De Gea kicked the ball out and his long foot went straight to Pogba in the midfield.

After Pogba and Lin Huang passed the ball to each other a few times, Manchester United's forward line soon pressed to the front line of Ipswich.

Facing Pogba, Diao Mao obviously lacks a lot in terms of both technology and experience.

Pogba created space with just a few light feints.

Then he sent a low curve ball that shocked everyone.

The ball passed behind Ipswich's defense and went straight to Master La on the side.

Master La was obviously in very good form today. He easily dribbled past Ipswich defender Bella and created space for his shot.

This forced Webster on the other side to step forward to block.

But this also causes Lukaku's position to be missed!

Master La faked a shot and passed the ball to Lukaku.

But Webster forced his foot to tap the ball on the way, causing it to jump. Not only did it change its path, it also became a half-high ball that was very difficult to handle in the penalty area.

However, Lukaku, who has always been clumsy and even a little dull, seemed to have suddenly come to his senses at this moment.

I saw him hook his right foot backwards!
Then he made a scorpion kick with his heel!
"GOAL!!!"

"boom!!!"

The commentator's excited cheers caused the entire Old Trafford Stadium to be filled with enthusiastic cheers from fans!

In the Douyin live broadcast room, Zhan Jun said regretfully:
"In that case, in the 1th minute of the game, Pogba made a quick pass, Rashford assisted Lukaku, and in a very amazing way, he broke through the Ipswich goal and changed the score to 0:!"

Fan Zhiyi said:

"Ipswich's defense still has the same problem. I feel like they'll be completely messed up as soon as Manchester United's forwards break in. How could you miss Lukaku in this position?"

The comments in the live broadcast room also started celebrating at this moment.

[Fake world-class midfielder: dribbling through, looking miserable. Real world-class midfielder: relaxed and carefree, a random pass can open up the situation.]

[Come on! Tell me loudly who is the best midfielder in the world! ]

[Manchester United fans, let's be honest, Pogba was a little too aggressive today. Thanks to Song Wen.]

【Thanks to King Song for letting Manchester United fans see the peak of Pogba. 】

[Lukaku's shot today was so fucking abstract. He is simply the most flexible fat man I have ever seen.]

[The top ten goals of the week are scheduled. 】

Manchester United scored a goal and were celebrating excitedly.

The Ipswich players looked a little dejected.

Faced with such a sharp offensive lineup of Manchester United, Ipswich players deeply realized the gap in hard power between themselves and the opposing players.

Can't prevent it, can't prevent it at all.

If Song Wen of their team requires the opposing team to always send two or three people to guard him.

Then Manchester United players would almost have to send two Ipswich players to coordinate the defense.

It is impossible to defend against a one-on-one situation.

Conceding a goal to the opponent was not enough to dampen Ipswich's morale.

After all, this team has reversed its way from being an underdog to reach its current heights.

However, the huge gap and feeling of powerlessness when facing the opposing players are the biggest reasons for the Ipswich players' discouragement.

Seeing the looks of the crowd, Song Wen didn't say anything.

Equalizing the score is much more useful than cheering people up.

He just called Pittman over.

When Pittman saw Song Wen calling him, he smiled and ran over happily.

Song Wen didn't waste any more time talking to him, he just said:

"After the kickoff, stand in the front position."

Pittman was stunned.

"How far ahead?"

"Just be within the offside position. When you see me kick the ball, just run. Find the position that is most comfortable for you to shoot. Don't worry about anything else."

Hearing Song Wen's words, Pittman was a little stunned.

In theory, your position should be determined by your teammates' passing path.

And it seems that Song Wen doesn’t know his most comfortable shooting position?

Just as he was about to speak, Song Wen pushed him forward.

"Okay, let's go."

Pittman ran back to his seat, feeling both confident and nervous.

He felt that the tacit understanding between him and Song Wen was not as strong as that between him and McGoldrick, and he was worried that some low-level coordination mistakes would occur.

The reason why Song Wen chose Pittman was because Pittman, as a substitute striker, did not receive much attention from Manchester United in this game.

On the other hand, Grealish was originally the second player of Ipswich and the target of Manchester United's attention.

In addition to the fact that he had been acting naughty in the goal before, he was now being watched closely.

So Pittman is clearly the best choice.

The game between the two sides continued. After Pittman kicked off, he followed Song Wen's instructions and ran towards Manchester United's half.

After Song Wen fell a few times near the center circle, he saw that Pittman's position had been settled.

Suddenly there was a heavy artillery attack!
(End of this chapter)