The moment the ball flew towards the goal, Torres felt that it was a sure shot.
Even the Chelsea fans huddled in a corner of the stadium thought this goal would definitely be scored.
Everyone stood up and was about to burst into cheers.
Unexpectedly, after the ball passed over Schmeichel's left hand, it hit the goal post with a "ding" sound and bounced out!
The left back Jeffrey Schlupp, who was returning to defense, did not give the Chelsea players a chance to shoot, and immediately cleared the ball out of the sideline.
Seeing this, the cheers of thousands of Chelsea fans in the stadium suddenly turned into a sigh.
Witnessing with his own eyes that the ball did not go into the goal, but bounced out of the center post, Torres was stunned on the spot with a look of disbelief on his face.
Even Mourinho on the sidelines couldn't help but put his head in his hands.
An inexplicable thought suddenly appeared in my mind:
"If it were Didier (Drogba), this goal would definitely be scored..."
His tactical system has always required a supporting center who can serve as a fulcrum in the frontcourt, play with his back, and fight with the opponent's defenders.
It's a pity that neither Eto'o nor Torres is such a center...
The regret and helplessness in my heart are only short-lived.
He immediately calmed down and applauded the players' quick counterattack to express his approval:
"nice shot!"
"Well done!"
"That's it!!"
Compared with the regrets of Chelsea players and fans, Leicester City players and fans were shocked.
Some older fans in the stands quickly took out quick-acting heart-saving pills and took two to relieve their shock.
Ling Feng, who returned to the back line, looked at Torres and couldn't help but give him a thumbs up in his heart:
Worthy of being the Iron Guard of the Blue Army!
The rescue methods are so thrilling...
Although the result of this counterattack was a false alarm,
But just one passing error almost resulted in a loss of the ball.
This shows how sharp Chelsea's counterattack is!
Ling Feng became more determined in his inner thoughts:
If you want to win Chelsea at home, you must not give them a chance to counterattack!
Even if I am a little dissatisfied with the accuracy of Dean Hammond's pass.
But Ling Feng didn't complain out loud about his teammates.
After all, as a midfielder, it is normal to try to pass threatening balls.
It is normal to make mistakes in passing the ball.
He's not the kind of pressure freak who likes to complain to his teammates...
However, just because Ling Feng didn't speak out, it didn't mean that others wouldn't speak out either.
Captain Morgan took a few strides and came to Dean Hammond, saying in a deep voice:
"Dean, your pass just now was too casual!"
"You should give the ball to Ling to organize!"
Facing Morgan's huge pressure like a dark iron tower, Dean Hammond, who knew that he was in the wrong, did not dare to refute.
Who knows that he is a newcomer who has just transferred, and his status in the team is not high, and he is undervalued.
He just nodded silently and apologized:
"I know, this ball is mine."
Seeing that he admitted his mistake, Morgan didn't say much nonsense. He reached out and patted the other party's shoulder, then turned and left.
After the sideline kick-off, Chelsea right winger William passed the ball back to the backcourt, trying to organize another attack.
However, when it comes to positional warfare, Leicester City is not afraid.
After all, both central defenders are excellent in frontal interception and air defense, and are not afraid of high-altitude balls or crosses from the wing.
In the end, there was really no space to pass the ball, and Lampard's long shot from the outside of the penalty area declared that the attack was in vain.
Next, the court once again returned to a stalemate where you attack and I defend.
Leicester City steadily controls the ball, cautiously passing short passes to each other, and not making direct or long passes easily;
Chelsea, on the other hand, retreated with all players, pressing in the frontcourt from time to time.
As Leicester City's number of passes continued to increase, the ball possession rate even soared to 80%!
However, most passes are short passes between players, with very few forward through balls or long passes.
Both sides seem to have an inexplicable tacit understanding, and it seems that no one intends to break this balanced situation.
As time went by, the game became a bit boring.
However, Leicester City fans are very accepting of their team being able to tie with Chelsea at home.
They started singing in the stadium stands and playing human waves...
. . .
"Beep~~Beep~~~"
As Paul Tierney's whistle sounded, the first half came to an end!
Mourinho trotted and ran into the player tunnel first.
Pearson, on the other hand, was waiting for his players to walk off the court and high-fived them one by one.
It can be seen from the smile on his face that he is satisfied with his team's performance in the first half.
At the same time, Chelsea fans were in the stands.
Jorge Mendes, who was wearing a black suit, stared at the black-haired young man wearing the No. 23 blue jersey on the court, his eyes thoughtful.
Jorge Mendes, Portuguese, is one of the most famous agents in football today.
Its customers include Cristiano Ronaldo, Di Maria, Falcao, Pepe and other famous stars, covering clubs of all sizes in the five major leagues.
In addition to a large number of stars, he is also the agent of "Madman" Mourinho.
Originally, the reason why Mendes appeared at the King Power Stadium was to discuss transfer signings with Mourinho this winter window.
But unexpectedly, he discovered Ling Feng's unexpected joy!
Ling Feng attracted his attention with only half-time performance.
Judging from the vicious eyes of Mendes' professional football agent, this young man from Leicester City definitely has the potential to become a superstar!
Being young means full of unlimited potential;
Being handsome means that your commercial value will not be low;
Good football skills mean the opportunity to join a wealthy club and gain competitive honors;
Moreover, he has a local household registration in England. Such a potential star will definitely become a hot commodity for local agents in England.
"But how can those unprofessional guys compare with me?!"
In Mendes' view, even if Ling Feng had an agent, he would use his reputation and connections to convince Ling Feng to switch to his own staff.
If Ling Feng doesn't have an agent yet, that's even better, he just got a big deal!
Thinking of this, Mendes raised his eyebrows, immediately took out his phone and dialed a number:
"Hey, Santos, help me investigate a player right now."
"The number 23 of the English Championship team Leicester City, the pronunciation of the name is a bit strange, called Ling... Feng..."
"Investigate who his agent is, as well as his background and contract..."
In less than ten minutes, Mendez obtained all the information on Ling Feng through his powerful intelligence network and connections.
From how old he was when he entered Leicester City’s youth training, to how many people he has in his family, his contract salary and liquidated damages, etc.,
Among them, Mendes is most excited because there is no news about Ling Feng’s agent yet!
