The road to godhood starting from Ligue 1

Chapter 185 Scoring a goal is easier than conceding one

Verratti had already sensed Gaio's sudden attack from beside him.

He pushed off the ground suddenly, and when he realized he couldn't get the ball in time, he threw himself out again.

This talented Italian midfielder, who transferred from Pescara in Serie B to Paris Saint-Germain, is limited by his height and can only use such moves in defense.

but,
Gaio was faster than he could land!

They poked the ball away a step ahead of time.

An opening appeared in front of him, and Silva quickly covered for him.

Gaio glanced at the situation inside the penalty area and did not choose to take a long-range shot.

Instead, they faced Thiago Silva, AC Milan's defensive linchpin and the anchor of the Brazilian national team.

Gaio did not slow down.

Just as Silva was about to close in, Gaio suddenly changed speed, the ball shifting back and forth between his two feet. Silva, having come from Brazil, had seen too many changes in dribbling rhythm and was not fooled, firmly sticking to Gaio.

But in football, the attacking side always has the upper hand.

Gaio deliberately created an opening; when he flicked the ball, he appeared to lose control of it.

Silva couldn't resist and, facing a player several years younger than himself, immediately stretched out his foot to try and break the ball.

however,
The instant Gaio extended his foot, he swiftly cut the ball back, slicing past Silva's side.

Verratti, who was catching up from behind, saw this and quickly pulled Gaio back.

Meanwhile, after Silva was beaten, Alex couldn't help but move over to cover.

Sirigu stared intently at Gaio.

Bang!
Under Verratti's interference, Gaio saw Mane following up on the left. Instead of shooting, he dribbled and then pushed the ball to the outside of his left foot.

Ma understood perfectly.

He charged forward and unleashed a powerful shot!
Swish!
Sirigu reacted the instant Gaio passed the ball, but Mane's shot was too close and too fast; even at his absolute best, he couldn't save it.

The football hits the net.

2-1.

boom!
The stadium in Thesari under the night sky resonates with the passion of the Bastia.

The blue flag, like the surging sea.

"Fight, Bastia!!"

Hagi Bejic was thrilled to see Gaio and Mane link up; it wasn't just about the two goals, but also about finding Bastia's best attacking lineup.

Palmiri is more effective than Mane defensively, but offensively, the aging Palmiri is no match for the youthful storm that is Mane.

Bastia's "LGD" combination might need an "M" added, making it "MLGD"!
After scoring, Mane roared wildly.

He released all the frustration he had experienced during his two months in Bastia.

First goal of the league!

After the passionate celebration, he hugged Gaio tightly, saying, "Hey, Yang, you could have taken the shot yourself."

Gaio laughed, "Your chances are better."

That's exactly what he thought. He definitely would have taken the opportunity himself last season. But De Bruyne is right, he should trust his teammates.

The other teammates also rushed up.

They hugged each other.

"Hold on!" Rothen roared.

Everyone's eyes burned with fighting spirit; they couldn't afford to lose face on home turf.

Goals that put you ahead always ignite passion.

The sounds from the Cesarian stadium soared into the night sky, merging with the scattered cheers from all over Bastia, igniting the entire night.

Judging from the scale of the operation...

Deschamps smiled and said to Zidane, "Gaião has improved again. He plays smarter. This goal is just a microcosm of his recent progress. I could feel the difference in him from the World Cup qualifiers."

Zidane nodded. "So I think it's good that he stayed at Bastia. A player can only unleash his talent to the fullest extent and improve faster when he becomes a core player. If he goes to a big club and sits on the bench, it's just a waste of his talent." As he spoke, Zidane also mentioned, "Gaião's passing ability is overlooked by many people. In fact, I know that when Gaião was in Chelsea's youth academy, he mostly played as an attacking midfielder. He has passing ability, but last season at Bastia, he was rarely used. He was more needed to handle the attack, breaking through and finishing."

Deschamps laughed and said, "So I think Bastia's potential has not been fully realized; they have a clear weakness."

"what?"

Deschamps didn't keep them in suspense, replying, "Tactics? Their coach simply doesn't understand Bastia's current strengths; he's still playing Ligue 1 with a Ligue 2 mentality."

time flies.

Paris Saint-Germain continues their siege.

Wow!
Gasps of surprise erupted again from the crowd.

Ibrahimovic unleashed a powerful shot while carrying Anguilla, but Noves tipped it over the crossbar with incredible speed.

Ibrahimovic pursed his lips and shook his head.

They were actually losing the game, which annoyed him somewhat. Coming from AC Milan to Ligue 1, a "farmers' league," he felt like he was lowering his status, but he tolerated it for the sake of the money.

But in his heart, he looked down on those Ligue 1 teams.

As a result, this match made him suffer so much.

soon.

Verratti took the kick.

The ball was lofted into the penalty area, and players from both sides jumped up.

however,
Despite not being particularly tall, Silva accurately predicted the ball's trajectory amidst the crowd and powerfully flung it towards the goal.

Swish!
Novus didn't even react.

The football hits the net.

2-2.

In the 35th minute, Paris Saint-Germain equalized.

Silva raised his arms in celebration, while in the corner, four hundred Paris fans excitedly waved their jerseys.

His teammates ran towards Silva and hugged him in celebration.

This time they were smarter; they celebrated inside the stadium, not outside.

When Ibrahimovic saw his teammate score, he roared tauntingly at the stands.

but,

I wonder whose hand in the crowd threw it with such precision, giving Ibrahimovic a handful of local specialties on the face.

Ptooey! Ptooey! Ptooey!
Ibrahimovic felt his lips touch something that smelled of earth and grass.

The Bastia players did not seem particularly disappointed by the goal they conceded.

This is the confidence that comes from Bastia being able to score goals.

"Fight, Bastia!"

"Fight, Gaio!"

"Fight, De Bruyne!"

In the stands,
The fans began chanting slogans that included the names of every player.

The Bastia players stood in the center circle.

drop!
The game continues.

Paris knew Bastia's strength in attack, so after kickoff, they quickly pressed towards Bastia's attacking players, denying De Bruyne any space to pass the ball.

After looking around,
De Bruyne could only pass the ball back to regain control of it.

After scoring the equalizer, Paris Saint-Germain did not stop pressing; their goal for this match was three points.

The TF1 commentator couldn't help but say, "Neutral fans are in for a treat in this match; scoring is easier than conceding!"

(End of this chapter)