"oh!"
"Cech caught the ball firmly."
Huang Jianxiang also smiled, feeling a little proud of his guess.
"Wang Xiaodong's sneak attack was anticipated by his opponent in advance."
"Cech has quick hands and eyes, and he picked the ball right off."
"Judging from this ball alone, Cech's recovery from surgery is very good."
"But it can also be seen from another aspect that Wang Xiaodong's footwork is indeed very accurate."
"You can hit the ball directly from so far away from the goal. Such footwork is rare in the Premier League."
After praising Cech, Huang Jianxiang gave Wang Xiaodong a rainbow fart as usual.
This is called "correct explanation".
After Cech restarted the kick, Huang Jianxiang smacked his lips several times through the camera's perspective.
"Something's wrong!"
"Director Huang, what's wrong?" Huang Jianxiang muttered, and Zhan Jun naturally asked.
"It stands to reason that Chelsea's formation today should be 442, right?"
"That's right!"
"But look, Makelele is standing so far back, even Essien is standing in front of him... This is not a 442, it is a proper defensive formation of 532!"
After Huang Jianxiang's reminder, Zhan Jun couldn't help but nod after taking a closer look.
"Yes, Chelsea actually adopted a defensive-oriented formation today. It seems that Mourinho has made up his mind to play a defensive counterattack."
On the sidelines, Martin Joel slammed the water bottle to the ground.
"Damn Portuguese, can you only drive a bus?"
Essien and Makelele were originally double midfielders, but they were positioned one behind the other. On several occasions, the Frenchman even stood between the two central defenders.
When it was Chelsea's turn to attack, the midfielders sometimes even forgot how to attack. Whether it was Lampard or Ballack, they were sometimes at a loss when looking at Drogba who was more than ten meters away from them.
There are at least three Tottenham players between the Chelsea midfielder and forward: Wang Xiaodong, Malblanque and Robbie Keane.
If he had to pass it to Robben on the wing, Bale, whose speed, body and size are no worse than Peter Pan, would be even more eyeing.
In desperation, Chelsea's star had no choice but to turn around and knock the ball back to Bridge on the wing, who then passed it to captain Terry.
"Chelsea fell to their feet in the backcourt." The on-site commentator said this sentence with a bit of yin and yang, "Are they learning from Barcelona?"
Chelsea and Barcelona have formed an indissoluble bond in the past two years. Seeing Chelsea playing pass and control in the backcourt, it is difficult for people not to think of that La Liga team that likes to pass and control.
Terry frowned and looked around at the positions of his teammates.
Tottenham's two wingers, Lennon and Robbie Keane, have crossed the center circle and stepped into the Chelsea half. Lennon is faster and more flexible, while Robbie Keane is stronger and better at close combat.
After comparing his two full-back teammates, Bridge and Diarra were closer to the wing due to Makelele's deeper position, and they were further forward on the parallel line.
This is almost inevitable.
Five players want to squeeze into the back position, and the two wingers want to stand further forward.
In this case, Terry did not hesitate to pass the ball diagonally and handed the ball to his teammate Diarra on the other side.
Lars Diarra, who can play on either wing, is a jack-of-all-trades in the backcourt. In fact, if his French teammate Makelele hadn't occupied the center, he would have been able to fill the position of midfielder.
Under Magic Bird, most of Chelsea's players are good at defense.
But this does not mean that Diarra will not attack.
As a defensive player, Diarra's physical fitness is very outstanding. Not only does he have strong confrontation ability, but his ball control skills are also very good.
The most important thing is that he knows when to burst and when to pass.
His passing is simple but effective, never sloppy.
Until Diarra dribbled the ball to get rid of this, Lennon had completely guessed the wrong direction.
The rising star of the San Miao Legion shouted "something bad" and quickly turned around and gave chase.
With Lennon's speed, he can quickly catch up with Diarra.
And Diarra also knew that he couldn't outrun Lennon, so he decisively kicked off and sent a through ball before the opponent caught up with him.
brush!
A strong wind swept past, and Sheva immediately opened her legs.
Looking at Bell running and retreating, the hearts of Bai Baihe fans in the stands were clenched.
Great Sage, hold on, hold on! ! !
Sheva's legs were flying, but he knew that the Welshman in front of him could catch up with him at any time and push him out of bounds.
Martin Joel stood anxiously on the sidelines, squeezing the mineral water bottle in his hand and paying attention to the situation on the court with his eyes unblinking.
The defensive line deployed today was very complete, and neither Bell nor Ledley King, who was further inside, was out of position. Not only did the tailgate team up to block Drogba, but Wang Xiaodong was also actively returning to defense and pounced on Shevchenko.
The only question now is what Sheva will do with the ball.
brush!
Everything is changing on the court.
In Martin Joel's thoughts, Sheva suddenly accelerated and while eating his opponent alive, he also lost a position.
"Walter???"
The explosion of nuclear warheads in Ukraine is accelerating, leaving Bell helpless.
Sheva, who ran out of neutral, didn't even adjust. He directly used his right foot to spin a fast and flat half-high ball and kicked the ball towards the center of the penalty area.
Seeing this, Martin Joel felt a little relieved. Ledley King and Dawson could completely defend such a cross.
But at this moment, there was sudden lightning and thunder in the penalty area.
All the players in white robes seemed to hear the roar of a wild beast, and Ledley King was bleeding from all his orifices because the roar exploded in his ears.
"Didier!" the on-site commentator exclaimed, "The galloping monster!!!"
Dawson's hand almost tore Drogba's jersey, but the force coming from the opponent made Dawson's nails almost split in pain.
Seeing the ball flying into the penalty area, at this moment, Dawson could no longer grasp the fur of the monster, and his right hand also lost its target for an instant.
The huge inertia made him throw himself forward, and he barely managed to stand still after dodging several times.
But that strong blue figure had already flown towards the ball!
Ledley King jumped up hard, but in the camera, he was pinned down by Drogba.
Damn it!
How could there be such a monster in Cote d'Ivoire?
Ledley King's vision dimmed, and the huge black shadow above his head swung toward the ball.
Whoosh!
The little dreadlock on the back of the black shadow's head whipped out a spray of water, causing burning pain to hit Dawson's face behind him.
brush!
Everyone knows this voice.
It's the sound of the ball hitting the net.
The ball went in? ? ?
Scored! ! !
Before Ledley King could get up after falling to the ground, the tall Titan had already rushed towards the corner area and kneeled down gracefully, leaving three bottomless scratches behind him.
The African monster truly lives up to its reputation!
"Didier!"
"GOOOOOOOAL!!!"
"Chelsea leads 1-0!"
The ecstatic Blues fans roared loudly, while some Tottenham fans who had just returned from using the toilet had not yet found their seats.
"Is this...coming in now?" In the studio, Huang Jianxiang was in a daze.
"Cross the ball, use long passes and high-altitude advantages to directly score goals... This is England's simplest and most effective way of playing, and it is also the perfect combination of speed and power." Zhan Jun, who is familiar with the Premier League, explained on the sidelines.
"Chelsea can do more than just drive a bus!"
