Football: Reject the national football team, I will join the German national team Chapter 1129 Aesthetics of violence! Calderon was pressed on the mute button
Chapter 1129 Aesthetics of violence! Calderon was pressed on the mute button
The ball was too sudden.
So much so that right back Koke didn't have time to cover up.
Of course, Ansaldi also handled it calmly.
If the ball is moved further forward, the central defender will step forward to cover the position, and there will not be such a good shooting environment.
The football flies towards the goal.
Navas in front of the goal immediately moved to the left and flew to save——
"Shua——"
However, he couldn't touch the ball at all, and the ball hit the net!
“goooooooooooooooal!!!”
"Ansaldi hits a world wave!"
"Atletico Madrid got off to a fantastic start!!!"
The fans at the scene were stunned.
Is this really Ansaldi's fault?
You know he is a left back——
But it was such a beautiful shot!
Even a top shooter would find it difficult to score such a goal——
The fans at the scene immediately erupted into roars of cheers.
The entire Calderon Stadium is vibrating——
Ansaldi, who scored the goal, was stunned for a moment before excitedly rushing to the sidelines.
Obviously, he himself didn't expect that he could hit such a beautiful shot.
Navas sighed and punched the ground hard.
He knows that it is difficult not to concede a goal against a team like Atletico Madrid.
But he didn't expect to lose the ball so early——
Simeone showed a bright smile on the sidelines and clapped excitedly!
With this goal, his tactical arrangements will be more calm——
Ye Chen in the middle of the field did not sit idle, but encouraged his players to cheer them up.
It's just a brief loss of the ball, they still have a chance!
The game started again soon.
Because of the goal, the fans have been singing the team song——
This also stimulated Atletico Madrid's players and made them defend even harder.
Sevilla seemed a little at a loss when the ball resumed.
The attack has been unable to launch.
Ye Chen in the frontcourt can only frequently retreat to the midfield to get the ball.
4 minutes and 21 seconds.
Ye Chen finally found an opportunity to start.
De Bruyne in the backcourt passed the ball to Ye Chen.
Martial and Mane next to him were both running, but Ye Chen directly resisted Miranda, pushed the ball to the right, turned around and forced a volley.
But the kick was too reluctant, and Moya hugged her firmly!
5 minutes and 18 seconds.
Atletico Madrid right corner kick.
Griezmann sent the ball directly to the center, and Mandzukic jumped high from the crowd and beat Rudiger to header.
But the ball was shot out by Navas with one palm in front of the goal.
The fans at the scene applauded Mandzukic, but Atletico Madrid's oppression continued.
5 minutes and 41 seconds.
It was Griezmann who took the penalty again.
This time I was still looking for Mandzukic, but no one in the penalty area hit him.
It spun directly outside the penalty area.
Ansaldi, who was ambushing outside the penalty area, took advantage of the situation and fired another explosive shot——
"Bang!!!"
Power works miracles!
The football flew to the far corner again!
"Ansaldi volleyed from the outside!"
"Phew, the ball missed a little this time——"
"Sevilla was suppressed miserably at the beginning!"
"Maybe the strength gap between the two teams is bigger than we thought!"
However, as soon as He Wei finished speaking, a goal appeared on the court——
Navas in the backcourt passed the ball directly!
Rudiger immediately passed the ball to Wang Chu in midfield.
Wang Chu took the ball and saw Ye Chen retreating.
Although Cork was following closely behind him, he still passed the ball decisively!
The moment the football was passed to Ye Chen, Ye Chen flicked the toe of his right foot.
The football passed directly by Cork who stepped forward.
Ye Chen also used his body to resist Kirk and turned around forcefully——
Kirk quickly stretched out his foot to interfere with Ye Chen, but facing the falling football, Ye Chen didn't hesitate at all and shot directly with one kick!
"Bang——"
The whole action is done in one go!
No sloppiness at all!
The football turned into an angry dragon, spreading its teeth and claws in the air and flying towards the goal.
Moya in front of the goal saw the football getting closer and closer and fought hard to save it.
However, the football came to the penalty area in a blink of an eye——
"Shua——"
The next second.
Football comes into close contact with the net——
The huge force caused it to spin on the net for more than a second before falling to the lawn!
Seeing this scene, Moya trembled violently in his heart.
If this ball hits his hand - his hand won't be broken, right?
It would be more dangerous if hit on the head——
No wonder people say Ye is a murderer on the court.
The speed of the ball is at least 150km/h——
Being hit by such a football is equivalent to being hit by a high-speed vehicle.
The consequences are disastrous!
The huge Calderon stadium seemed to have pressed the mute button, it was eerily quiet.
This ball is too violent!
It makes people stunned and makes their backs feel cold——
“Incoming!!!”
"Ye Chen helped the team equalize the score!"
"Everything within the stadium is within shooting range!"
"Ye Chen knocked on the door of Atletico Madrid with an unreasonable shot!!"
After scoring the goal, Ye Chen did not run wildly. He put his index finger in front of him, signaling to the fans at the scene to shut up!
However, this aroused the fans' rebellious psychology.
They burst into loud boos again——
Some fans even made extremely racist actions towards him.
Of course, this is the real football world.
No matter how strong he is, he can't get everyone's habits.
After all, he is the one who stole Atletico Madrid's Champions League title with his own hands!
The players swarmed up and hugged Ye Chen.
The happiest person is Wang Chu——
Assist bonus is available!
And 1 assist!
So comfortable!
But even if he equalized the score, Ye Chen didn't dare to take it lightly——
"Brothers, please focus, we must not lose this game!"
How many people in the outside world are watching them now?
They are all waiting for them to lose!
If they lose, you know what will happen to them with your buttocks——
The game restarted soon.
The goal has a great impact on Sevilla's momentum.
12 minutes and 19 seconds.
Koke on the right passes the ball to Mane in the frontcourt.
Mane accelerated away from his former teammate Griezmann and passed directly.
Ye Chen was surrounded in the penalty area, so Mane didn't look for him.
He was looking for De Bruyne in front of the penalty area.
Ding Ding looked at the ball and volleyed it without stopping.
The football hit the goal like a cannonball.
But Miranda in the penalty area blocked this powerful volley with his body.
Although Atletico Madrid has a lot of defensive tricks, the players are indeed tough enough.
Of course, Miranda's first thought after blocking the ball was - luckily it wasn't Ye Chen who hit it.
15 minutes and 29 seconds.
Atletico Madrid began to press the attack.
Ansaldi on the left passed the ball across the middle.
After Saul took the ball, he dropped the ball to the right.
Arda Turan took the ball and made a decisive cross to find Mandzukic.
Rudiger and Mandzukic took off at the same time, but Mandzukic still grabbed the ball.
A flick of the head to attack the goal, looking for the far corner.
There was nothing Navas could do in front of the goal.
But fortunately, the football missed the upright and went out of the bottom line——
Sevilla goal kick.
21 minutes and 47 seconds.
De Bruyne seized the opportunity in the middle and sent Ye Chen a through ball.
However, just as Ye Chen was starting up, Ke Ke, who was following him, grabbed his clothes tightly.
The referee Munuela directly showed a yellow card.
But obviously, this yellow card was earned.
If Ye Chen gets a one-on-one chance, it's equivalent to a goal.
However, Sevilla got a free kick opportunity 24 meters from the front court, slightly to the right.
It happens to be Ye Chen's favorite range——
Moya quickly directed the players to set up a human wall, while Ye Chen took a deep breath.
The God of Free Kicks—Is it time to show off his sword?