The first tumor in football

Chapter 202 Reversal of the Score
Valverde stood in front of the tactical board with a frown on his face.

As the head coach of the most famous football club in the world, five minutes into the half-time break, he didn't know how to summarize the players and arrange tasks for the second half.

In the first half of the game, although Barcelona scored two goals thanks to Messi's outstanding performance, Atletico Madrid also scored two goals.

Moreover, it can be said that those two goals were scored entirely by Song Wen relying on his personal ability.

He was alone, as if he was in an empty space, and he made Barcelona's defense run around in circles.

If Messi's first goal can be ranked in the Puska Award.

Then Song Wen directly responded with two goals with the same sperm content.

If we want to win the game, we must curb Song Wen's performance.

But what exactly is the weakness of that monstrous young man?
What terrifies Valverde the most is that, as people say online, today's Song Wen can be said to be the strongest complete form ever seen.

The first thing was the frequent and crazy running starting from the first half.

You have to know that in most cases, Song Wen just went shopping in the first half.

Secondly, Song Wen’s left foot, which had been hidden, was taken out again!

In fact, Valverde even forgot that Song Wen is a player without a weak foot.

Because Song Wen's left foot ability was only used when he first entered the Premier League and played against Tottenham.

At that time, Song Wen's cut-in left a deep impression on Valverde.

But he hasn't used his right foot for a long time.

Even now, many people have begun to speculate whether Song Wen was just lucky at that time.

However, today, the young man once again demonstrated his terrifying left foot ability in Barcelona's penalty area.

It is precisely because of this reason that Barcelona's defense was as soft as tofu when facing Song Wen.

In Valverde's view, defending Song Wen is almost impossible.

You know, when this guy was in the Premier League, he broke through the luxurious defenses of six top clubs.

The defense of so many excellent defenders and the painstaking planning of so many world-class coaches did not play any role. He did not think that his Barcelona could defend against Song Wen.

After all, the current Barcelona team's defensive data is really not very good.

In Valverde's view, the only way to win this game is to play offensively.

It can be seen that Atletico Madrid's two forwards today, both Griezmann and Costa, did not seem to be in very good shape.

But now, Barcelona cannot be said to be invincible in terms of offense.

He has already cursed all the top executives of Barcelona in his heart.

Why let Neymar go at the beginning of the season?

If Neymar were still there, Valverde's confidence would definitely be raised to a higher level.

The current Barcelona team relies almost entirely on Messi in terms of offense.

Although Suarez is still outstanding, his condition is obviously not as good as in previous seasons due to his age.

Valverde could also see that although Messi didn't say anything, he was very eager to win the game.

This can be seen from the fact that he didn't walk much in the first half of the game.

But at this moment, Valverde also understood one problem.

That is Messi today. Even if he plays like he did in his youth, his physical fitness and endurance will not allow him to play the entire game like this.

But the monster on the opposite side can!

At this time, Pique was secretly looking at Messi.

The veteran defender of Barcelona is now feeling pessimistic about the game.

Because he felt that although he could see through many people, he would never be able to see through Song Wen's next move.

In Pique's opinion, the young man named Song Wen is simply an enhanced version of Messi.

Not only does he possess Messi's ability to break through, dribble, change direction and organize attacks, but he is taller than Messi, faster than Messi and stronger than Messi!
He can slip away from you in an instant like a loach.

It can also push you away like a big truck.

What he does depends entirely on what he wants to do, and he can do it.

Messi had been off the field for five minutes, but he was still gasping for breath, which was never seen in previous games.

Valverde coughed.

He knows what he has to do as a coach.

"Pique, you have to keep a close eye on Song..."

Before Valverde finished speaking, Pique had already spread his hands and started complaining.

"I swear I have tried my best! You should have seen that even if there were three of us to surround him, that guy could still get out of our encirclement!"

Hearing Pique's complaints, Valverde turned his eyes to Busquets.

Indeed, Barcelona's defense is really aging now.

Faced with the young man's attack, he just turned around like an aircraft carrier, leaving them with nothing but watching Song Wen score the goal.

“In the second half, don’t let him get into our penalty area.”

Valverde looked determined and said:

"Not even once."

Busquets didn't say anything, but his noncommittal attitude also showed that he didn't listen to Valverde's words at all.

If possible, they didn't want to let that kid into the penalty area in the first half.

Valverde knew that Busquets did not understand his words and added:

"I mean, any time he gets the ball, foul him."

Seeing that Busquets wanted to say something, Valverde continued:

"Believe me, the second goal was a complete accident. Antonio's whistle was clearly in our favor. All you have to do is not to foolishly provoke him."
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"Welcome back, dear audience!" Zhan Jun's voice exploded in Douyin's live broadcast room, with the background of an aerial shot of snow falling all over Camp Nou. "In the first half, the two sides were tied 2-2. Song Wen responded to Messi with two amazing goals! Now let's connect with the reporters on the front line."

"Bullshit!" Fan Zhiyi suddenly slammed the table, and the wolfberries in the thermos cup splashed onto the tactical board. "Watch this replay first! Busquets's scissor kick in the 38th minute, the studs were only three centimeters away from Song Wen's ankle!"

The barrage exploded instantly:

[Teaching traditional performing arts]
[The referee is blind]
[Song Wen is not hurt? He must be made of iron.]
Zhan Jun adjusted his glasses and pulled up the data panel: "According to statistics, Barcelona fouled Song Wen 9 times in the first half, but only 2 were actually penalized. On the Atletico side, Godin was called for fouls in both normal confrontations with Messi."

The screen suddenly cuts to the player tunnel, where Song Wen is wrapping his sports bandages like a hand wrap for fighting, and when he looks up, his eyes collide with Messi's. The Argentine pauses as he lowers his head to tie his shoelaces, and his eyelashes, wet with snow, tremble slightly under the camera.

"Something's going to happen." Fan Zhiyi suddenly lowered his voice, "Look at the way Song Wen wraps the bandage. He's risking his life." The barrage of comments was filled with emoticons of [tactical retreat].

"The pressure is now on Barcelona," Zhan Jun switched the tactical board, "and on Atletico's side... Song Wen's position! Simeone moved him to the left winger!"

The snow particles were rolled into a vortex by the airflow of the kick-off. Before the football pushed by Griezmann rolled across the center line, Song Wen suddenly started like a shark smelling blood.

"Stop him!" Pique's roar broke into a voice.

Roberto and Rakitic came in a pincer formation, but Song Wen lifted the ball with his toes 0.3 seconds before the two of them closed in. The ball brushed Roberto's raised studs and flew across the center line, and the snow foam splashed when it landed blinded Umtiti's eyes.

"Five meters! Three meters! Dangerous area!" Zhan Jun's commentary pace suddenly accelerated.

Busquets slid sideways like an out-of-control snowplow, his studs plowing four deep grooves in the turf.

The moment Song Wen jumped up, the Spanish midfielder's right leg suddenly raised up - this was not a tackle at all, but a kick aimed at the ankle!
"Fuck!!!" Fan Zhiyi's roar and the exclamations of 90,000 people exploded at the same time.

Song Wen twisted his waist forcefully in the air, the sole of his football shoe brushed against the shin guard on the inside of his thigh, and he fell heavily into the snow pile.

Referee Antonio's whistle was two seconds late.

Then he ran over and put his hand into his pocket.

"Busquets! This is definitely a malicious foul! He should definitely be given a red card!"

In the DouYin live broadcast room, after confirming that Song Wen was not seriously injured, Fan Zhiyi shouted excitedly.

"The second half of the game had just begun, and Busquets made a very inappropriate move. Fortunately, Song Wen didn't seem to be seriously injured..."

Fan Zhiyi paused and his eyes widened like bells.

"Yellow card! Just a yellow card?!" Zhan Jun watched the distorted slow motion on the broadcast screen, "Why the hell is this a yellow card!!"

The barrage in the live broadcast room was also instantly ignited at this moment:

[Murderous football?]
[Did Professor Bu change his profession to become an orthopedic doctor?]
[It is confirmed that the referee accepted bribes!]
Barcelona fans immediately started to fight back:

[The King of Fake Falls Starts Again]
[Who is to blame for the slippery snow?]
[Song Wenhui is very good at dodging Chinese Kung Fu]
There was a burst of boos from the south stand of Camp Nou, and the big screen repeatedly played the snow mist that rose when Song Wen fell.

As Antonio wiped the sweat off his face and took out his cards, he suddenly met the half-smiley look of No. 17. No. 17 was lying on the ground, holding up three fingers and silently mouthing, "The third time."

Pique watched Song Wen stand up, and took the opportunity to lean closer to Song Wen's ear: "The ambulance at Camp Nou has heated seats, do you need them?"

He was answered by a sudden scream.

Song Wen passed the ball at the moment of the free kick. When Pique turned around, he only saw the red and white No. 17 like a sharp blade out of its sheath, leaving four parallel braking marks on the snow.

"Stop him!" Ter Stegen's roar changed tone.

At the moment when Alba and Semedo closed the door to defend, Song Wen suddenly used the outside of his left foot to rub out a rainbow ball.

The ball drew a zigzag trajectory in the air that violated the laws of physics, bypassing all the outstretched legs and accurately finding Costa who was lying in ambush at the back post!

"Got it!" Fan Zhiyi smashed his thermos cup on the tactical analysis screen.

Costa's volley was distorted the moment it touched the ball, and Suarez secretly grabbed his shorts.

The Italian turret managed to shoot the ball at the moment of falling, but Ter Stegen blocked it with his face and it went out of the baseline.

"This is not even judged?!" Zhan Jun swore rarely, "Suarez's hand is still holding Costa's waistband!"

The barrage exploded into fireworks:

[Has Suarez changed his career to stripping pants? ]
[The referee comes with a mission]
[All Barca members are villains]
Song Wen came up to Griezmann and patted the Frenchman on the shoulder.

Griezmann understood and walked towards the corner.

Since Song Wen came to Atletico Madrid, Song Wen has been the one taking the penalties, free kicks and corner kicks.

But when Griezmann knows that when he needs to go to the corner spot himself, that means this flying man will turn into a helicopter.

Griezmann looked into the penalty area and Song Wen pointed to the sky.

He nodded.

After several training matches, Griezmann realized that Song Wen's physical fitness is simply like a monster.

When this person jumped up, I could only see his shoulders.

Griezmann took a few steps back and then kicked the ball.

The ball drew a beautiful trajectory in the air, and Song Wen in the crowd had already jumped high!
Behind Song Wen, Pique was stunned.

He stood there without jumping, and even his hands were on Song Wen's shoulders.

In fact, Pique didn't want to jump at all.

Song Wen's terrifying jumping ability is known to the world. He has scored goals via headers from corner kicks more than once.

Valverde naturally made tactical responses to this early on.

That is to let Pique stand behind Song Wen, directly press Song Wen and prevent him from jumping!

Pique did just that.

But the man in front of him was like a rocket launching, flying straight up with a momentum that could not be stopped at all!

Pique swore that he had tried his best.

But that man was able to defy common sense of physics like this.

Even with his own pulling, Busquets on the other side could only reach Song Wen's shoulders! !
"Song Wen! Header!"

In the Douyin live broadcast room, Zhan Jun shouted excitedly!

"It's in! 2-3!! Fifty minutes into the second half, Song Wen completed a hat trick and scored his third goal against Barcelona, ​​helping Atletico Madrid to reverse the score!!!"

At the same time, the barrage in the live broadcast room exploded instantly.

"Song Shen can stay in the air for 2.8 meters! Messi will never be able to achieve this jumping ability in his entire lifetime!"

"Ah? The referee didn't blow the whistle for this ball? Where's the height limit at Camp Nou?"

"General Fan is so lucky! Emperor Song Wen scored a hat trick with headers and beat the dwarf soccer king!"

"The referee didn't call a foul on Song Wen? Pique got kicked in the face!"

"Messi should shut up, Song Wen will not hide in the locker room and cry in the Champions League knockout game"

"Danmu knows about football? When Boss Mei scored a goal, didn't you see Song Wen tying his shoelaces and pretending to be calm?"

"I suggest a rematch! Song Wen put hair gel on his hair to increase his jumping height!"

"Atletico Madrid fans jointly petition: Ban Song Wen from scoring goals with his head, which makes it difficult for us trolls to perform well"

(End of this chapter)