It was raining all night for Manchester City. Akun was not able to play yet, and Yang Feng ran to receive the award. David Silva was injured again, and Akun accumulated yellow cards and was suspended. The result was that they In the game against Newcastle, Xiti suffered its second defeat of the season. Fortunately, Yang Feng rushed back in time and was placed in the starting lineup before he could catch his breath.
Usually he always claims that his lineup is thickest in the Premier League, but at this moment, Pellegrini realizes that he is no different from others. It seems that he has many choices in the formation, but with the first I chose to make a comparison, and the other options looked unsatisfactory.
Yang Feng was pushed onto the shelf and moved to the middle of the midfield.
It was not that he had never played this position before, but he was mostly used as an assaulter. This was the first time he had organized an assault like this.
"Manchester City came out 4-4-2.
Goalkeeper: 13-Oblak;
Defenders: 5-Zabaleta, 4-Kompany, 26-Demichelis, 13-Kolarov;
Midfielder: 42-Yaya Toure, 15-Navas, 23-Nasri, 9-Yang Feng;
Forwards: 11-Negredo, 10-Dzeko.
Yaya Toure dragged the midfielder deep, Navas and Nasri were separated on both sides, and Young organized the overall situation in the midfield..."
Now not only the traditional attacking midfielders like Riquelme and Zidane have become the dust of history, but even the so-called modern attacking midfielders like Kakana are ready to disappear in the long river of history, waiting for Ronaldo to play next year After the World Cup came out, this position showed some signs of recovery. It will not be given a new definition until De Bruyne makes a name for himself, but that is just an example. In the mainstream situation, wingers are becoming more and more important, and midfielders are becoming an unfamiliar term.
But this is exactly what Yang Feng will play in this game.
Pellegrini, who single-handedly created the peak Yellow Submarine, is still very good at using the attacking midfielder. It can be seen from his pre-match arrangement: "If you get the ball and don't know what to do, Then pass it to Yang!”
This is the so-called attacking midfielder tactic.
When the midfielder thrives, the team thrives; when the midfielder dies, the team dies.
"Cardiff City started with a 4-1-4-1 formation.
Goalkeeper: 1-Marshall;
Defenders: 28-Kesselin, 4-Cockell, 6-Turner, 25-McNaghten;
Midfielder: 8-Medl; 16-Nun, 17-Guardson, 18-March, 7-Wittingham;
Forward: 10-Fraser Campbell.
This is a game between the top of the league standings and the bottom of the league. Cardiff City currently has only two wins and four draws in the league..."
In the previous life, they should have won three games at this stage in time and space. The game they lost was the first game against Manchester City. So football is really fucked. At the end of the season, they ranked last in the Premier League. Cardiff City only won five games all season, and one of them came from the championship.
By the way, Cardiff’s current coach is the famous Solskjaer.
"The opponent is a newly promoted team or the last place in the current league. It is not difficult for Manchester City to win this game, but they must deal with it with twelve points because there are other things for them in this game. special meaning.
First of all, they have scored 898 goals in the Premier League era. As long as they can score the opponent's goal twice in this game, they will usher in the 900th Premier League goal in the club's history;
Manchester City has won 249 Premier League games. If they win this game, they will usher in 250 Premier League wins;
At the same time, Yaya Toure has also scored 49 goals in his Premier League career and is about to reach the 50-goal milestone.
Now in the 22nd round of the league, Manchester City has scored 64 goals. With 16 rounds left in the league, they are very likely to score 100 goals this season, even more than Chelsea set in the 2009-2010 season. His season record of 103 goals..."
"The Ballon d'Or is both pressure and motivation." Lineker is very optimistic about Yang Feng playing this position, because in his opinion, a person who can move to that level will have a vision that is, if not the ceiling of current service. In the first tier, coupled with his footwork and dribbling ability, organizing is not just a matter of sprinkling water. "I still remember that in the first game after Irving won the Ballon d'Or, he performed his best performance in the Premier League. One of the best performances was a hat-trick against Newcastle. According to him, after winning the award, there is always an urge to prove himself to the world..."
Yang Feng now not only has the urge to prove himself to the world, but also has the urge to pass all eleven people on the opposite side, and even has the urge to roll around if he touches the turf.
Um, cross out the last one.
Manchester City serves.
After Dzeko passed the ball back, he ran towards the Cardiff City goal. As a result, he had just ran about ten meters when he found a figure overtaking him forcefully, leaving him with only the blue figure of No. 9...
Dzeko stopped in shock, and then Yang Feng suddenly stopped and changed direction.
Gunnarsson, who came to intercept, braked suddenly, but slid to the ground.
Yang Feng did not fly past him, but pushed the ball back and dunked it.
Gunnarsson, who had just stood up and prepared to pursue, was injured twice and was knocked down again.
"...Poor Gunnarsson, he was passed by Yang twice...Let's see if Medel and Nunn can stop Yang..."
Medel and Nunn stood in front of Yang Feng, one on the left and the other on the right. Each of their kicks were harder than the other, but Yang Feng's feet seemed to be coated with glue. The football flexibly shuttled between his pulls and buckles, cleverly avoiding every robbery. .
He Shi exclaimed: "Yang Feng's feet were like a butterfly pierced through flowers, successfully protecting the football... Negredo came to help, Yang Feng passed... a fake move?! Medel was deceived! Wearing crotch Nunn! Beautiful!"
Yang Feng broke out from the double-team of the two men under the cover of Negredo, but Gunnarsson, who had just been teased by him, had already caught up and shoveled directly from behind.
Yang Feng noticed it and quickly dodged, but was still hooked by the toe of his shoe and fell to the ground.
The teammates immediately rushed up and dealt a heavy blow to Gunnarsson, but Yang Feng himself sat on the ground slowly and arranged his shoes and socks, with a relaxed smile on his face.
"Such a smile... I believe many people, like me, think of Ronaldinho at this moment. Only people who truly enjoy football can show such an expression in the fierce professional competition..."
Yaya Toure pulled Yang Feng up, and while asking for help, he thoughtfully helped him place the football.
Yang Feng glanced at him in surprise.
Toure is definitely one of the only old men in the team who can challenge his authority. Although everyone usually cooperates happily, Toure will never be so licking in front of him.
Is it because of the Golden Ball? Or do you feel threatened by Kanter? Or both?
Yang Feng nodded to him and motioned for him to go in and prepare for a follow-up shot.
"I will hit the left side," Yang Feng said, "but not too high, at most it will reach the chest."
Yaya Toure made an OK gesture and ran into the penalty area.
Cardiff City seemed to be facing a formidable enemy, and it only took two minutes to set up the human wall.
Yang Feng raised his head and glanced at the right side of his eye, then lowered his head and started running, rubbing his inner instep vigorously and shooting.
The football drew an exaggerated arc, bypassed the wall, and turned to the left of the goal.
Marshall had no time to react and could only watch the football getting closer and closer to the goal.
With the sound of "bang", the Cardiff players felt like they heard the sound of nature, but the next second, a blue figure rushed to the football like a cheetah, making them feel like they were falling into the abyss.
For a moment, Toure couldn't tell whether Yang Feng's foot deliberately hit the goalpost and passed the ball to him, or whether it missed the goal and hit the goalpost. However, it did not prevent him from being prepared to lift his right foot, and the arch of his foot was light. A slight push sends the football into the net.
"Goal!!! Just over a minute into the game, the score has already become 1-0. Manchester City got a dream start! Congratulations to Yaya Toure for scoring his 50th goal in the Premier League!"
He Shi naturally substituted Yang Feng's perspective, so he felt regretful at the first moment, "Unfortunately, it almost went in. Yang Feng's free kick did not go over the top of the wall, but went around the wall. , which places higher demands on the players' footwork. If they are not careful, they will fly out of the door frame or hit the goal post..."
Yaya Toure quickly rushed out from the door and ran towards Yang Feng.
Originally, he wanted to give Yang Feng a big hug, but Yang Feng had already raised his hands from a distance, so he could only raise his hands high and slap him hard, and then couldn't help but ask: "You didn't do it on purpose, did you? "
Yang Feng didn't understand what he was talking about for a moment, and said, "What's the purpose?"
"Goalpost," Toure said, "You didn't hit the goalpost on purpose to assist me, did you?"
"Although I also want to admit it and gain your gratitude and admiration, but..." Yang Feng pointed at himself, "Am I really sick? Why should I hit the goal post if I can score a goal?"
"Okay..." Toure somehow secretly breathed a sigh of relief, "But I still have to say, it was a great fight!"
"You cum well, too."
Although Yang Feng did not hit the goal post intentionally, he can indeed feel his improvement in free kicks. This is of course brought about by the improvement of ball feel.
He even felt like he had hit a bottleneck.
It seems that as long as he improves a little more, his free kicks can be improved to SS.
Solskjaer on the sidelines raised his head heavily when the football entered the goal, as if he had been hit in the face by the football...
The 38th team in the league is currently ranked 1st in the league. Of course, he doesn't dare to expect a victory or even a draw from here, but being hit by someone like this right after the game started is a bit unbearable for anyone else.
The game begins again.
It has to be said that Yang Feng's organization and dispatching ability is really unflattering, but with his superb dribbling, the entire midfielder was still disturbed by him - not only Cardiff City's midfielder, but also Manchester City's midfielder. field.
Not only did his opponents not understand what he was going to do, but his teammates also didn't understand... But one thing was clear to the Cardiff City players, that is, they could not let him lead him like this anymore.
"...I don't know if it's because of the change of position. Yang was particularly keen on dribbling in this game. Although I don't advocate this practice, I have to say that his dribbling is really pleasing to the eye...Maybe it's my misunderstanding. I always feel that his dribbling ability has improved again, maybe this is the magic of the Ballon d'Or?"
Isco's dribbling and Neymar's dribbling are certainly not the same style.
The dog's dribbling is generally quite satisfactory. The special thing is that the technique is exquisite and the direction is flexible, while the horse is truly unconstrained.
He is so unconstrained that not only his opponents and teammates don't know what he is going to do next, but he himself doesn't understand it either.
Everything seems to be a conditioned reflex. There is no need to think much at all, and the feet will subconsciously make sexy moves on their own.
He Shi's eyesight was still very good, and he quickly saw the clues, "Yang Feng is a bit like having no tricks to win. His dribbling style suddenly makes people's eyes shine. Director Zhang, you think this counts?" Isn’t it also a so-called epiphany?”
Director Zhang was amused by him, and said with a smile: "This is an interesting statement, but it seems to be true. Look, in the past, when Yang Feng dribbled the ball, we could predict what he would do next, but Now I have no idea how he is going to play... Oops, this ball is quite interesting..."
Yang Feng took the ball sideways in the ribs of the penalty area. Cardiff defender Kesselin immediately pressed forward, but as soon as he got closer, a rainbow rose above his head.
"Rainbow style pass! Yang was really too relaxed... He went in, and sure enough, Kesselin pulled someone from behind. Huh? He didn't fall! Yang broke free from Kesselin's pull and dribbled the ball into Cardiff City's penalty area! "
Cockell and Turner immediately rushed to Yang Feng hand in hand.
Dzeko and Negredo were directly let go.
The two stood behind the door, looking at each other.
As if Yang Feng didn't see it, he tapped his right foot lightly and the football passed under Cockell's crotch.
Just as Turner was about to fall to the ground and tackle someone, Yang Feng suddenly moved the outside instep of his right foot laterally.
He looked down and saw the football pass under his crotch.
Marshall quickly struck out, bending down and carefully facing Yang Feng, who was coming diagonally with the ball.
Yang Feng gently dribbled the ball forward with the outside instep of his right foot, and suddenly looked up at the other team's Dzeko, who was facing the empty goal with his hands on his hips.
Marshall straightened up as a conditioned reflex and was about to pounce on Dzeko, but the next moment, Yang Feng suddenly shook his ankle.
The moment Marshall was distracted, the football passed between his legs and rolled into the goal.
"Goal!!! Yang once again single-handedly penetrated Cardiff City's goal! After the rainbow pass, he passed through the crotch three times in a row. This is a performance like street football..."
"Congratulations to Manchester City for scoring the team's 900th goal in the Premier League!"
"You scored the team's 900th goal in the Premier League and gained 2 points. Current points: 19"
"You staged a wonderful breakthrough and gained 2 points. Current points: 21"
"Nais!"
The sudden improvement in strength was mainly due to the fact that the opponent was really not strong. Yang Feng played like a fish in water in this game, but with his coquettish leg-breaking style, he was able to get a hammer. At the beginning of the second half, he was sent to the opponent with a scissors kick. stretcher.
He could have played again after simple treatment, but Pellegrini was afraid to let him play.
In the end, Dzeko scored the last goal in stoppage time. Manchester City defeated the newly promoted team 3-0 and won the team's 250th victory in the Premier League.
Yang Feng scored the second goal of the game over three consecutive players and successfully won the best goal in European football this round.
A week later, Manchester City defeated Chelsea 2-0 in the FA Cup to advance to the next round.
Three days later, the Champions League came. Manchester City faced Schalke 04 at home. Yang Feng faced his old club for the first time since leaving Gaelkisen.
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Dad is undergoing chemotherapy these two days. I don’t know if I have time to update. I can only say that I will try my best.
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