In the 73rd minute, under the joint force of Zhuo Yang and Kaka, Mancini did not give the ball to Toti or De Rossi's route. In desperation, he could only forcefully try to break through the wing. However, this time, he was old
Big brother Kafu didn't fight him hard, so he just kept a distance and didn't let you rush up and go to the middle to be honest.
When he arrived at the middle, Mancini, who had been leading for a while, still did not have a good transition route, and Brokey had already posted it up, so he would lose the ball if he didn't deal with it.
In desperation, Little Mancini remembered that a 'sage' once said: If you don't know where to kick, just kick into the door. So, Little Mancini was 40 meters away from the door and kicked it with a blind foot.
Long shot. The direction he aims is roughly the far corner of the goal. As for whether to enter or not, this distance is basically based on metaphysics.
Pirlo, three meters in front of Little Mancini, subconsciously turned around and raised his leg. The football was hitting his lifted heel, and the direction changed into a scimitar and shot. Dida looked at the shooting and ran to the far post
He quickly ran back, but he didn't have time to stop this magical slinger shot from the dead corner near the top of the door post and entered the net. Rome 2:1.
Sleeping skin spread his hands to see which wise teammate could explain to him what happened. The teammates looked at him and wanted to ask why he was so unscrupulous.
This is a pure character ball. Sleeping skin stretches your legs to block it is a defensive move. It is just too intimate. If you play another thousand times, you may not necessarily have this effect once.
Little Mancini was so excited. Although this ball was probably not on his head, he still wanted to celebrate. Maybe he was too proud, and he opened his arms and wanted to hug others, and he didn't
See who it is. Pirlo gritted his front teeth and said to him: "If you dare to hug me, I will beat you to death!"
Little Mancini ran away with her tongue, and Pirlo clenched his fists behind him and roared with anger.
"This is fucking unreasonable-!!!"
The so-called misfortune never comes alone.
It only took three minutes to re-teleplate. Simici had to pull down Williamson, who was inserted in defense, and received his second yellow card in the game. He had already had one when defending Toti in the first half. He was sent off.
It caused Ancelotti's entanglement.
On the bench, Maldini was only a full-time central defender. Bonetla was suspended, Costakuta and Karaze were not on the roster due to minor injuries. How to adjust the central defender was sent off? The score was behind and the offensive end was not
With the loss of firepower, the Rome offensive gradually set off and the defense line must be kept intact. Moreover, the four AC Milan defenders are a fixed system, and no matter what, you must first ensure the integrity of this basic system.
"Carlo, what adjustments should I convey?" Maldini said to Ancelotti while taking off her coat. Sixty minutes later, everyone on the bench warm-up was underway, and everyone can be at Ancelotti time at any time
'Go on the court. But who should Maldini replace?
These players in the frontcourt are just enough. If they lose their players, chasing points will become a luxury in less than ten minutes of the next game.
"Wait, Paul. I have a bold idea..." Ancelotti said to him in a miraculous way: "Tell me, Paul. What serious consequences will be if he loses this game."
"Nothing serious, just a normal away league game."
"So, do you want to see something interesting?" Ancelotti rarely has the nerve to be so owed.
"What do you mean?"
"Hehe, just look at it, brother Paul, come on, sit next to me."
In the 79th minute, Ancelotti waved the flag, No. 1o Seedorf came on the court, and No. 99 Ronaldo made a move. Taking advantage of the time of the substitution and dead ball, An Pang personally walked to the sideline and pointed his hand at No. 18 Zhuo Yang.
Zhuo Yang retreated to the back line and partnered with Nesta to serve as a central defender.
The whole world was in an uproar!
Zhuo Yang is one of the most outstanding strikers in the world football world today and is also a recognized midfielder. When Ancelotti suddenly made such a move, it is no longer nonsensical, but an act of surrendering to the enemy.
As for Zhuo Yang himself..., he was actually mentally prepared because Ancelotti had communicated with him privately a few weeks ago. After all, Ancelotti and Zhuo Yang himself thought he had a fight.
The defender's technical ability and position ability, and both of them are quite interested in this.
This season, AC Milan's central defender is seriously hindered, with poor condition and injuries and injuries, and has become the most dragging existence among the three lines. It is almost the end of the season, and the situation of the defense line is still not improving. Ancelotti must find a little
Emergency measures, otherwise the war may be broken at critical moments.
In addition, it is Ancelotti's professional interest, and he wants to see how comprehensive Zhuo Yang is.
Zhuo Yang did not go to greet his teammates and was stunned and walked back to the defense line. "Mr. Inner, I have to rely on you to support you."
Nesta shrugged with laughter: "Shit ~ You are really... amazing!"
Zhuo Yang also smiled and hit the inner beauty. "Leave Toti to me, you can clean up the others, how about it?"
Nesta laughed: "No difficulty."
Zhuo Yang looked around and beat the defenders again: "Pharaoh, Kaxiang, Da Ge, Toti, I'm leaving it to me." The three masters also laughed together.
Zhuo Yang suddenly turned around, and yelled at the front court with his energy: "Leave that guy Toti to me!!" He pointed his fingers straight at Rome No. 1o, and was extremely arrogant and domineering.
The roar of the lion was clearly heard in the stands, and the audience was stunned by his nude provocation. The Roman fans in the stands forgot to boo or scold, and no one dared to be here
The stadium despises their Caesar so much.
Francisco Toti stood in the arc of the middle circle, his face turned pale and his body trembled slightly, just like a malaria piercing. His fists were almost clenched and bleeding, and his silver teeth were pounding and jumping. Zhuo Yang's
His fingers were still pointing straight at him, with a strong sense of challenge and abusiveness on his face.
"Pass all that damn football to me." Totti stared at Zhuo Yang, and his voice burst instantly. "Did you hear it?!"
There was finally a loud curse from the stands, and Zhuo Yang also lowered his arms amid the thunderous barking sound. Turning his head, he squeezed out a charming look at the beauty inward, Nesta closed his eyes like an intoxication, gently
Shaking his head. "It's amazing!"
Ancelotti was also shaking off the court, and he was obviously excited. "How about it, Paul? Did Zhuo Yang get into the role quickly? Are you very smart?"
Maldini was a little demented. He couldn't believe what he saw. "How come this kid... he is so scheming. He... he... is really suitable to play as a defender."
A AC Milan has one less player and is behind the score. The risky attack is likely to be crippled by Roma's first-class interlude in the frontcourt. Only Roma can concentrate all the balls on Totti, forcing Totti and himself to be single.
Showdown.
Chapter completed!