The knockout rounds of the World Cup are very cruel and determine the outcome in a single game.
In other words, when the score is behind, yellow cards are not important, red cards are not important, injuries are not important, and physical fitness is not important. As long as we can win the game, everything is meaningful.
Soon, the Argentine players celebrated the end, advocating "pragmatic" football. Scolari also explained to the players. When the game restarted, Chen Mo obviously found that the situation had changed!
In the 21st minute of the game, Portugal's left midfielder Maniche's through ball was intercepted by Di Maria. Without hesitation, Di Maria immediately knocked the ball back to Chen Mo in the face of Ronaldo's pressing.
Looking at the ball rolling towards the right front, Chen Mo subconsciously moved his body to get stuck in the path of Paoletta, trying to protect the ball first. But in the next second, there was a sudden sound of wind behind him!
"Damn it! What is this guy doing!"
In the peripheral vision of his left eye, Pauletta was rushing toward him from the side and behind like a high-speed train!
"This posture is definitely not meant to steal the ball!"
Who doesn’t have a sense of precaution when playing in the Premier League?
Wouldn't it be nice if Silly Baitian had been shoveled and retired by Keane long ago?
In the blink of an eye, Chen Mo immediately pulled the ball back with his right foot and made a semicircle, which was a Marseille spin to the right. In the next second, Pauleta, who had bright spikes, slid past him!
"What is Paoletta doing?!"
"His shoveling was too reckless! Chen Mo got another one-on-one opportunity with Deco!"
The commentator exclaimed, with all the fans watching, the first moment Chen Mo passed Pauletta, the left back Zanetti ran towards the upper right, and when he ran to the midfielder position to cover, Chen Mo had already brought the ball again. Come to Deco!
"What is Pauletta doing!"
Seeing Chen Mo rushing toward him like a strong wind, Deco bent his knees slightly, shifted his center of gravity, and stared at the football that kept jumping forward. The moment he adjusted his posture, a strong wind blew in his face!
Chen Mo has already rushed in front of him with the ball!
"Left or right?!"
Squatting slightly and retreating, his eyes were fixed on Chen Mo's feet. At this moment, Chen Mo stretched out the instep of his right foot to touch the ball!
"Cycling again?! No! This action is!"
The memory of Ronaldinho's oxtail during training came to mind!
Chen Mo dribbled the ball too fast. In the flash of lightning, Deco had no time to think too much. He could only subconsciously feel his waist and abdomen exert force to bend to the right, move his right shoulder to the right, and at the same time, he lunged and turned sideways. The next second, Sure enough, there was a change in the instep of Chen Mo's right instep as he pushed the ball to the right!
Ox tail!
"Got you!"
Deco felt happy in his heart, but the corners of his mouth were already stiff before he even raised them!
It is indeed ox tail, but not the full version of ox tail!
Under the watchful eyes of fans all over the world, Chen Mo swung the bull's tail with his right foot while running wildly, but the hooked ball did not swing to the left. Instead, he used his instep to push to the left again halfway, and the ball instantly passed Deco. Lunging sideways, he passed under the crotch and found Aimar who had already penetrated behind Deco!
"Crotched! Deco is crotched!"
"Aimar, the left midfielder, moved forward to get the ball! Argentina's attack is coming again!"
The commentator was so excited that his voice broke, and the Argentinian fans cheered!
"Don't even think about it!"
Seeing that Aimar was about to touch the ball, and thinking of Scolari's instructions just now, Scotinha, the right midfielder behind Aimar, swept directly with his right foot!
Sweep your legs!
The action was extremely fierce, but at this time Aimar's attention was entirely on Chen Mo, who continued to advance without slowing down after passing the ball!
As Chen Mo's eyes gradually widened, Aimar, who had his back to the Portuguese goal, tapped his right foot against the rolling ball, but as soon as the ball came out, he was hit in the ankle and fell to the ground!
"Oh shit!"
Chen Mo's eyes widened instantly, but he knew what to do at this time!
The Aimar man was swept away, and the quality of the pass was not high. Seeing the through ball passed diagonally forward with too much advance, Chen Mo tensed his legs and kicked the ground vigorously!
The turf lifted up, and with Deco's dull eyes chasing after him, Chen Mo, who was already rushing forward at top speed, exploded with speed for the second time. The turf on the ground was even plowed into four deep furrows!
"Oh my God! Aimar was swept down! This is a move above yellow!!!"
"Chen Mo is still pushing forward! The referee indicates that the offense is favorable!!!"
"Stop it!"
The commentator screams!
Seeing the ball rolling towards the top of the arc, Portugal's left midfielder Maniche gave up helping to defend Messi without saying a word, turned around and ran away!
Maniche chased diagonally from the right midfield, and Chen Mo advanced from the middle!
Meet at the corner!
"Relief? No!"
"Kill him!!!"
While running wildly, Maniche keenly realized that he was closer to the ball and could touch the ball one step ahead. The best way at this time was to intercept the ball or make a clearance directly, but!
Looking at Chen Mo running towards him from behind, a trace of ferocity flashed in his eyes!
Amidst the exclamations of the commentator, he suddenly slowed down slightly, and then turned on his left shoe to step on Chen Mo's left instep when he caught the ball!
"Damn it! You want to destroy me?!"
Seeing Maniche's left shoe light up, Chen Mo's anger welled up in his chest, and his pupils shrank instantly. Amidst the exclamations of the fans in the audience, he suddenly swung his arms and kicked the ground, speeding up again!
"???"
In Maniche's dull gaze, Chen Mo took the first step and gently picked up the ball with the tip of his left foot. The next second, Maniche's outstretched left leg reached in front of him!
The other party is going to cripple him if he shows his shoe spikes, so naturally he has no mercy!
Don't slow down, keep accelerating!
His left leg pushed diagonally to the ground, and his right knee instantly lifted up. In Maniche's horrified eyes, Chen Mo's knee, which roared like an engine, hit the diagonally lower muscles of his outstretched thigh!
Top it!
The huge force directly knocked Maniche to the ground!
"ah!!!"
Maniche's screams instantly resounded throughout the field, and the fans and spectators on the sidelines held their heads and screamed, but the referee who was following behind on the left did not blow the whistle, but just waved one arm forward to signal that the game should continue!
"Maniche didn't get into position at all. He stretched out his foot to challenge someone and showed off his spikes. This ball will either be a fair collision or a foul on Maniche! He might even get a yellow card later! "
"Don't worry so much, Chen Mo is going to review the defense line!"
Ignoring the referee, amidst the exclamations of the Argentinian fans in the audience, Chen Mo overturned Maniche and ran with the ball towards the top of the key!
"He prefers to let his teammates finish!"
Stepping outside the penalty area, he caught Messi with his left eye, running away from Ronaldo and cutting quickly. At the same time, he once again confirmed that Crespo was being marked by his teammates on the right side.
Looking at Chen Mo running in front of him, Portuguese central defender Cava lowered his center of gravity slightly, but not too much. He also put his center of gravity on his left leg, ready to intercept the ball when Chen Mo passed the ball to Messi.
But he didn't realize that the moment he put his weight on his left leg, causing his left calf muscles to become tighter than his right calf muscles, Chen Mo's eyes flashed!
"You want to prevent me from passing the ball?!"
In the flash of lightning, Chen Mo, who was running wildly, stretched out his right leg to pick up the ball, trying to pass the ball to the right to Messi.
"No feint?! Impossible!"
"He still had to change his direction! I guessed it!"
Looking at Chen Mo's ankle movements, thoughts flashed in his mind. Carvalho immediately shifted his focus back to his right leg. As expected, Chen Mo's ankle changed the moment his right foot touched the ball. Carvalho was delighted!
How could you not study your World Cup opponents in detail? !
Before the game, he knew that Chen Mo had the ability to observe the contraction of his opponent's muscles to adjust his own movements!
So focusing on the left leg is just a trap to guide Chen Mo to change direction!
but!
Carvalho had just shifted his center of gravity and moved his right shoulder to the right to prevent the change of direction, when the smile in his eyes instantly turned into horror!
Chen Mo's ankle position did change, but he didn't change direction. Instead, he pushed the ball directly to the right!
"Oh my god! Did Chen Mo make a mistake when he touched the ball?!"
"There are no teammates there! The ball is about to roll out of the baseline. Wait! Let me go! What speed is this???"
Amid the roars of the commentator and the exclamations of the Argentinian fans, Chen Mo at the top of the arc sent the ball directly to the right side of the Portuguese penalty area with a through ball!
"What?!"
Looking at the ball rolling away from his left foot, looking at Chen Mo who had already burst in front of him and got stuck, Carvalho looked shocked as he chased back sideways!
I thought that Chen Mo was going to pass the ball, and I thought that Chen Mo might use his own mentality to counterattack, or change direction while riding a bicycle to thrust his right shoulder, but!
He never thought that Chen Mo would directly attack his left side with speed!
With a speed of 99, Chen Mo ejected directly and got stuck in front of him in one step!
"Damn! He's too fast!"
With just two steps on the ground, Carvalho discovered that Chen Mo, the outsider, had already separated himself from him. Looking at the No. 24 Argentina jersey blowing in the wind, he fell to the ground in desperation and put down a shovel to block the shot. angle!
"Points?! Point a hair!"
The corner of his left eye glanced at Carvalho, who was on the ground with a shovel, and Chen Mo, who was on the right side of the Portuguese penalty area from the top half arc of the penalty area, made an emergency stop and spiked the ball with his right foot at the same time!
In the desperate eyes of Carvalho, who was flying close to the ground, the ball passed in front of his eyes. Then, before turning around, the Argentinian fans behind the goal jumped to their feet!
"Dump Carvalho!! What to do with this ball!! Oh! Crotch ball!!! The ball goes in! The ball goes in! Oh my god! A 70-meter run past three people from the backcourt, I What did you just see?!!!”
"The wind of ninety thousand miles is moving. The wind stopped, and the boat blew three mountains! A terrifying seventy-meter run! Let us congratulate Chen Mo! He helped Argentina expand the score in the 21st minute of the game! This was already his first game. His second goal is also his third goal in this World Cup! According to the momentum that Argentina is showing now, and according to the competitive state that Chen Mo is showing now, as long as this number of goals is increased, there is a complete chance. Go compete for the World Cup Golden Boot!”
"Yes! Oh! Chen Mo's celebration! Oh my god, I hope he doesn't take the card."
The commentator roared excitedly, but after scoring the goal, Chen Mo did not immediately run to the Argentinian fans' stands to celebrate with his teammates. Under the gaze of fans all over the world, he shook his wet black hair and rushed to the Portuguese fans' stands. district!
Roaring angrily, he lunged and raised his hips at the same time, with his left hand in front and his right hand behind, and his hands were like guns!
Batistuta's machine gun fire!
In the background is a Portuguese fan area wearing a red jersey. A handsome man wearing a No. 24 Argentina jersey with wet black hair, elegant and elegant, raised a gun and swept away!
shocked!
The commentator was also stunned for a moment, the fans in the audience were stunned for a moment, and fans all over the world were stunned for a moment!
The only sound left in the air is the sound of the camera pressing the shutter!
One second later!
Countless water bottles fell crazily!
Amid the roaring roars of the Portuguese and Argentinian fans, Chen Mo did not run away with his head in his arms. Instead, he straightened his chest and spread his arms, with a confident smile on his lips, and let the water bottle fall in front of him!
This time, Argentinian fans are even more excited!
Not only the Argentinian fans at the scene, but everyone watching this game around the world became excited!
"Awesome! Chen Mo is awesome! Wei...Viagra?! Did you fucking poop again?!"
"Si Guoyi! Oh! Si Guoyi! Si Guoyi! Si Guoyi! Si Guoyi!!! Mersang is so handsome!!!"
"Glass Bobo! I can't believe it! Ah! Damn it! I didn't even go to this game!"
"Hey! Hey! Mr. Chen Mo is too strong, Smecta! Damn it, Smecta!"
The sky is boiling!
Amidst the bursts of exclamations, including outside the stadium and in communities around the world, all the cars were awakened by the noise, and Didi screamed!
The most excited ones were naturally the Argentinian fans at the scene!
"Awesome! Xiaomo is great!"
“Make the Portuguese look good!”
"You will be the Maradona of our new generation!!!"
The Argentinian fans in the stands were completely in a state of carnival, beating gongs and drums and cheering for joy!
"YES! YEEEEEEEES!!! I really didn't see the wrong person!!!"
On the Argentine bench, the silver-haired old man Pekerman was chatting like a teenager. He raised his hands in the air and flew to celebrate wildly with the coaching staff, roaring like crazy!
The big stone in my heart fell!
All members of the coaching staff breathed a sigh of relief!
Although Chen Mo is famous internationally and has many honors, he is only 19 years old, and this year's team failed to reach the quarterfinals of the Champions League in May!
At the beginning, their coaching staff established Chen Mo as the absolute core, but they endured a lot of pressure from public opinion!
But, it's all worth it!
Chen Mo did not disappoint them!
"He committed a foul on this ball first, so the goal is invalid!!!"
The Argentine bench was jubilant, but next to it, the Portuguese bench was lifeless. All the players watched silently as Scolari ran to the fourth official and roared!
"I understand your feelings, but Mr. Ivanov saw clearly, and I saw clearly that Maniche was not stuck in his position, and he showed his spikes."
"Are you all fucking blind?! People were kicked and injured, and you actually said there was no foul play?! Don't you have eyes?!"
After falling behind by two goals, Scolari went berserk. He pointed at Maniche, who was being carried off the field by the team doctor, and turned to the fourth official with a slap in the face.
The words were ugly, and the fourth official frowned: "Please pay attention to your words, Mr. Scolari, if this was not the stage of the World Cup, you would have been in the stands. If you have any objections to the penalty, you can go to FIFA after the game." Appeal. Well, this is my last warning."
"OK! OK!!! OK, what now?! He is shooting Portuguese fans with machine guns! Shouldn't this be a card?!"
Complaint, what to complain about? As a commander, he may not know what Maniche is going to do, but it’s not bad to make Chen Mo suffer!
Scolari continued to press, but the fourth official, who was already angry at his swear words, turned away: "After the celebration, Mr. Ivanov may give Chen Mo a yellow card, but I think you still care about Scolari." I wonder if Codinha will get a red card if he tackles Aimar from behind."
"I'll go hello! Okay!"
The fourth official's eyes were already a bit dangerous. Scolari suddenly regained his consciousness and returned to the bench with a face as white as a scapegoat.
Even if Chen Mo is given a yellow card, it won't change the situation!
Chen Mo's physical fitness is very explosive, but he plays with his brain and his style of play is very clean. In nearly 100 games in two seasons at Arsenal, he received a total of three yellow cards. Moreover, even if Chen Mo had a mental disorder and was turned into a red from two yellow cards After a penalty, they were still two goals behind!
Falling behind by two goals in twenty minutes in a single knockout match!
Uncomfortable, Scolari paced back and forth on the sidelines, and this scene was quickly broadcast by the camera.
"Two goals behind, Mr. Scolari must be very troubled now."
"Of course, it's actually because it's too early. If the game has now reached forty or fifty minutes, it would be easier for him to make a decision. After all, there is no way out in a single knockout match. All he needs to do is attack with all his strength. But the time is only twenty minutes now. The Argentine players didn't use up much physical energy.
In the first twenty minutes or so, Argentina's ball possession rate had to be at least about 70%. Argentina was organizing the offense most of the time. How could he dare to switch to an attacker in this case?
Not only can't attack without the ball, but it will also be easier to penetrate. Now we can only wait until the Argentine players' ball possession rate declines due to the physical decline of the Argentine players, and then start to counterattack. "
"What you said makes sense, but I don't think there is much point in delaying it. Chen Mo is a physical monster who can attend every season and averages 14 kilometers per game. There is no physical problem at all.
And even though he scored two goals in this game, when he actually went to the backcourt, he essentially gave up part of the offensive ball.
He used his partial sacrifice on the offensive end in exchange for the full activation of Argentina's four front midfielders. To describe it simply, his threat level in the attacking midfielder position is three, then his threat level when returning to the defensive midfielder position is two, but the sum of Argentina's four midfielders will become five, six, seventy-eight, especially Messi.
Although he didn't score a goal, Chen Mo was able to find reasons to challenge Deco several times in the past 20 minutes. The first was that Chen Mo got rid of Pauleta himself, and the second was that Messi almost completely destroyed Portugal's entire right wing. The midfielders were all pressed, and no one could help defend Chen Mo immediately.
Back to the topic, physical fitness. If one or two of Argentina's current four attacking midfielders fail, Pekerman can completely replace Mascherano and Cambiaso, and then let Chen Mo return to the front line. The field changed from the core of the organization to the core of the offense. By that time, Portugal still had no way to solve the defensive problem. "
"That makes sense. Let's see how Scolari makes his decision."
I slept until 11pm yesterday.
Can only pretend to be dead
Then there is another chapter in the evening.
