Chapter 470 Maradona’s terrifying first start (daily transition)
The drawing ceremony is over.
Player representatives stepped onto the main stage and took photos.
Click.
Cristiano Ronaldo smoothed the hem of his suit, looked at Li Kang beside him, and said in a serious tone: "See you in the World Championships."
Then he returned to his normal height and walked off the stage.
Seeing this scene, Pjanic couldn't help but tiptoe.
The annual legendary showdown is staged again.
Li Kang thought for a while.
Last year's World Championship... although the intensity was very low, all kinds of legendary modules were about to come out, which almost left the body empty.
...
UEFA, Garden Dinner.
On the shores of Lake Geneva.
The lake surface at night is like a painting, with the moon and stars quietly woven on the picture.
The evening wind blew by, causing sparkling ripples.
She looks like a gentle and lively little girl.
Little girl?
There is no little girl around Li Kang.
There is only one big bald head.
Zidane was pulling him to chat about the details of cooperation in the World Championships.
The French legend unfolded a scrap of paper, his tone full of expectation.
"You still play in the left half."
"Give me the internal rotation arc. No matter how strong you are, it won't matter. I can remove it."
"I can see you. No matter how you run, I can still see you."
"We don't need to shorten the distance to coordinate and support each other."
"Yes, I will pass these two people, pass the ball to you, and you will pass the remaining people..."
Li Kang nodded seriously.
Tuchel, Pjanic and others were confused when they heard this: they almost thought the two generations of legendary midfielders were discussing the game.
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That night.
The FIFA official website has updated the news about European Legends VS South American Legends.
The final cover is released.
Li Kang VS Messi.
Behind the two men stood countless dark figures that looked similar to the fans.
The number of comments, likes and retweets has skyrocketed.
-[The European team is led by Beckenbauer this year, and the South American team is led by Maradona this year.]
- [Does it need to be said about the results? Emperor Pei led half of the German team to win the World Cup, and his coaching level is as good as that of Marquez...]
-【Maradona has leadership qualities!】
-[It’s hard to tell about this game. Last year, the European team had Li Mingdeng, and they only won by a small goal.]
- [The attention is so high, the competition will definitely be a big success, so more and more donations will be raised. 】
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Three days later.
Wembley Stadium.
Fans from all over the world hold high the memories of their youth.
The DJ called out familiar names one after another, and he was responded to by cheers like a landslide and tsunami.
European team bench.
Li Kang wore a jacket with a charity LOGO printed on it.
Beckenbauer didn't seem to care about the content of the game, sitting in the coaching bench and chatting with the juniors.
"Lee, if the rules about goalkeepers returning passes are not changed, you will be exactly the same as I was when I was young."
Assistant coach Van Gaal nodded in agreement: "Yes, yes!"
Regarding the creation of stories about football, if you want to describe the protagonist as a "Beckenbauer-style" free man... you have to consider the times and rules.
In 1992, FIFA revised the rules for goalkeepers to return passes, which not only affected the goalkeeper position, but also affected other positions and the overall formation structure like dominoes, causing a series of chain reactions.
The "Berkenbauer-style" free agents after 1992? They are all fake.
Superman who wears underwear outside cannot fight against the rules.
Make your own goalkeeper mad.
Or the opponent will take unlimited free kicks "in the penalty area".
Or the opponent can easily crush the last line of defense.
Of course, if Beckenbauer had been born in this era, he might have created a new school. After all, he was the football emperor who used his own head coach to deconstruct and analyze the weaknesses of "Total Attack and Total Defense" in the World Cup finals from God's perspective.
the other side.
Maradona showed his big belly, danced and loudly encouraged his juniors.
"Give the ball more to Messi and Ronaldinho!"
"Don't squeeze Kaka's space."
"Damn it, it makes my feet itch."
...
After a while.
The players followed the referee team into the stadium step by step.
Wembley Stadium is boiling again.
The fans shouted hoarsely for their idols and for their lost youth.
"ESPN! ESPN! Good evening, viewers."
"Welcome to the 2nd FIFA World Legends Charity Match 2018."
"This is not a friendly match."
"The top stars compete on the same stage, a passionate visual feast!"
Due to the great success of the first exciting showdown, FIFA is determined to build this event into a high-quality charity brand. In addition to physical confrontation and net play time, all other elements strive to be close to mainstream leagues.
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"The following introduces you to the lineups of both sides."
"The formation the European legends have lined up is 4-3-3!"
"Goalkeeper: Neuer."
"Defenders: Maldini, Nesta, Cannavaro, Lahm."
"Midfielder: Xavi, Pirlo, Zidane."
"Forwards: Cristiano Ronaldo, Robin van Persie, Rooney."
"On the bench are Inzaghi, Figo, Klose, Li Kang, Kahn, Shevchenko... and 14 other stars."
ESPN live room.
-【What the hell is this front line? Will there be a fight?】
-[The midfielder is not strong enough and is overwhelmed by the South American magic group every minute.]
-[Neuer and this line of defense... have completely different styles.]
-【I played the European team, can I still withdraw Happy Beans now?】
-【Bei Huang must be letting things slip! It’s just a legendary match anyway.】
...
"The South American legend's formation is 4-3-3!"
"Goalkeeper: Alisson."
"Defenders: Cafu, Thiago Silva, Mina, Carlos."
"Midfielder: Kaká, Mascherano, Ronaldinho."
"Forwards: Messi, Suarez, Neymar."
The barrage exploded.
-[What the hell? The South American trident MSN has reunited!]
-【Lao Ma is impartial and selfless and has enabled a large number of Brazilians.】
-[The key is: behind MSN are Kaká and Ronaldinho, both of whom are also very strong in passing and ball-making, coupled with the double cards on the wing on both wings...]
-[Let me be the head coach of the South American team and I can win!]
...
Li Kang sat on the bench, and Beckenbauer's muttering became quieter and quieter.
A mechanical and cold electronic synthesized sound sounded in my mind.
[Ding, mission trigger: Miracle at Wembley.]
[Mission Introduction: This is an extremely difficult legendary match...]
[Task reward: World Legend·Bronze Treasure Chest.]
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Beep!
Accompanied by the referee's whistle.
The game officially begins.
Suarez kicked the ball back to Mascherano.
A little uncomfortable.
When the two played for Barcelona at the same time, Colts was forced to the central defender position by Enrique.
The European team's midfielder and frontcourt quickly launched a high-position press, and they had to quickly turn back to defend after taking a few steps.
"It cannot be oppressed."
"You still have to press, and you can't defend yourself."
"Carlos, wow, you can still charge up! His physical fitness is so strong."
The short, stocky and strong figure did not rush far.
He decisively gave the ball bag to Ronaldinho.
Snapped.
The football left the Samba Elf's right foot.
It outlines a graceful trajectory in mid-air.
...
The 40-meter area in the half court.
Kaka unloads the ball coolly.
The sprint route has already been planned in my mind.
Stomping on the turf.
Swift as the wind.
"The silver saddle shines on the white horse!"
"Sada..."
The narrator hasn't finished reading yet.
Kaka has already completed the optimal solution.
Pirlo and Xavi had no time to complete the defensive double-team...the football had turned into a sharp blade, piercing the European team's midfield barrier.
"Kaka's through ball!"
"Neuer's position was very forward...the timing of his attack squeezed Cannavaro's lateral movement."
"It's inappropriate."
"Suarez!"
...
Nesta made timely defense.
Suarez, who was running in an arc, stopped sideways at the top of the arc in the penalty area.
The football hit the outside of his instep.
Leap lightly to the right side of the penalty area.
Messi passed Lahm, unloaded the ball, increased speed, and entered the penalty area.
"Yes!"
"Neuer's retracement speed is very fast, and he seals the near corner first..."
"Later...Neymar!"
"wrong!"
"Messi is going to pass the ball to Ronaldinho!"
"Inverted triangle!"
The ponytail with a bright smile swung his legs in place on the right side near the top of the penalty area.
Snapped!
The football kicked up a few pieces of grass and spun violently in mid-air in the European team's penalty area.
Weird arc.
Like the devil's claws.
Neuer tried his best and jumped towards the far post.
Still couldn't stop the goal from being born.
0:1!!!
"pretty!"
"The ball is in!"
"Ronaldinho's curling shot!"
"Assist from Messi!"
"This pair of red and blue heritages are connected again after many years!"
"Nesta is still old and he didn't have time to complete the block."
Wembley Stadium.
The applause was overwhelming.
Ronaldinho turned his back to Messi, turned his head and raised his hand, signaling Messi to jump up.
Messi hesitated.
Ronaldinho smiled brightly: The little brother of the past has finally grown up...
Just as he was about to straighten his back... a gentle weight suddenly hit his back.
"Ronaldinho!!!"
"Messi!!!"
...
After all, it is a legendary tournament.
The European team's defense was not too discouraged.
Nesta and Maldini still gave the German goalkeeper a thumbs up.
Cannavaro and Neuer communicated amicably about the issue of "defensive space congestion"...
Neuer looked at the bench with sad eyes: MSN was offered on the opposite side, why don't you let me enjoy the warmth of De Gea, Buffon, Cech and Leno?
Zidane is also encouraging everyone.
As for the striker trident...
Ronaldo didn't speak, his eyes became more determined.
Lu Xiaopang shook his big belly, looked at Van Persie expectantly, and said: "If I score a goal later, you can carry me on your back too!"
The Dutch striker looked disgusted: "I can't fucking carry you."
...
Studio.
The barrage is like a waterfall.
-[Ronaldo Ronaldinho carries Messi, a classic painting.]
-[Nesta and Maldini’s awareness is in place, but their explosive speed can’t keep up.]
-[Kaká’s fatal pass is very strong and his footwork is superb, but it was overshadowed by his other abilities at his peak. Whether in Milan or Real Madrid, other players often opened up the situation.]
-[If you ask me, the European team is still not strong enough in the midfield. It was penetrated all at once, allowing the defenders to directly face the South American attackers. This is also the reason why Neuer and Cannavaro interfered with each other.]
-[Legendary match, don’t be anxious...make changes every minute to get the score back.]
-[You are wrong, there are only three substitutions in this legendary match, and everything is in line with the standards of mainstream leagues.]
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Sideline.
Maradona raised his fists excitedly and then danced towards Beckenbauer.
That's the kind of character he has.
Even if it’s a legendary match, I like to win and don’t want to lose.
The other side.
Beckenbauer raised the frames of his gold-rimmed glasses, smiled and clapped.
Van Gaal's face turned red, as if he was leading the team in the Champions League final, and he clenched his chubby fists: "No, if we continue playing like this, we may be bloodbathed by the South American team... The competition is very difficult!"