"Leeds United now need a player with broad vision and creativity to open things up for them."
"Belsa should let Yang play in the second half. Yang has proven himself in the 45 minutes of the last round."
"In the last round of the game, Yang came on for 45 minutes and his performance was phenomenal. He helped Leeds United end the midfield battle with Burnley, causing Leeds United's possession rate to soar in the second half, reaching a terrifying level.
71%.”
"Of the 16 attacks launched from Yang's feet, 9 resulted in scoring opportunities, and 3 directly resulted in goals. This is a highly efficient creative midfielder, and Yang also has a very good
His skills with his feet can lead to breakthroughs and passes."
"Such an excellent player, I can't think of a reason why Bielsa would let him sit on the bench to manage the water dispenser!" During the halftime break, Andy Gray pulled out the statistics of the last game and read them happily, saying yes to Mo Yang.
Praise profusely.
"Positive!"
"Positive!"
"..."
The Leeds fans who followed the team to the scene to watch the game seemed to have a connection with Andy Gray. They actually stood up and shouted Mo Yang's name.
There were only less than 4,000 Leeds fans, but they shouted like tens of thousands of people.
"This kid is quite popular!" Perey heard the Leeds fans calling Mo Yang from the south stand of the Madejski Stadium, and his blood boiled with excitement. He wanted to shout a few more times, but after looking at the surrounding environment, he gave up.
Hold it back.
He was tricked by his idiot assistant, and the seats he bought for the game were actually among the Reading fans. He vowed to kill that bitch when he went back.
In the locker room, Bielsa came in and announced that Mo Yang had been replaced in the second half. The players immediately beamed and started having fun. They were not frustrated at all about falling behind. On the contrary, they believed that the team would definitely score in the second half.
"Yang, remember to pass the ball to me later!" Bamford changed out of his wet jersey, pushed Aylin away with his butt, and sat next to Mo Yang to please him.
"Go away, you scored three goals in the last game, it's my turn in this game!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he saw a bigger butt thrust down from the gap between Moyang and Bamford, and Wood forced Bamford away.
"Haha!" Mo Yang scratched his head and smiled, looking very silly and no one agreed.
"Dear! I love you!" Wood suddenly hugged Mo Yang's arm, shook it vigorously, blinked and pouted, looking aggrieved.
If a delicate beauty performed this move, even a straight man wouldn't be able to hold it in, but Problem Wood is a strong man with a rough face.
"Plop!"
Mo Yang's eyes widened in fear and he slid down from the chair.
The entire locker room was suddenly silent for several seconds, and then everyone slammed the objects in their hands at Wood, causing Wood to run away with his head in his arms, begging for mercy again and again.
"Fake Squid, Chris!"
"Ouch, it's so disgusting!"
"Chris, you faggot, stay away from us!"
"..."
After a while, the halftime break was over and the fans left the locker room and returned to the court.
"After halftime, Yang replaced Hernandez!"
"Positive!"
"Positive!"
"..."
Seeing Mo Yang being replaced, the Leeds fans at the scene suddenly became commotion, stood up and cheered, waving white banners in their hands!
The Reading fans at the scene were baffled. Didn't they just switch to an attacking midfielder? As for being so excited, those who didn't know thought Leeds United had scored a goal!
Among the Reading fans, Pere looked happy when he saw Mo Yang coming on the field, and took out a pen and notepad from his bag.
"With the referee's whistle, the second half of the game officially begins!"
"After Leeds United kicked off the ball from the center circle, Bamford pushed the ball directly to Yang."
Mo Yang caught the ball, looked up, and then passed the ball to Costa on the right.
Costa advanced a few meters along the wing and was stopped by a Reading player.
"Costa!"
Mo Yang ran over, and Costa immediately passed back. Mo Yang received the ball and passed it out again, this time directly to Bamford in front of the penalty area.
"Give it to Dallas!" Seeing Bamford trying to cover his head and kick him again, Mo Yang shouted.
Bamford pursed his lips, smiled, and immediately passed the ball.
There is no way, the commander's orders must be listened to and implemented, and the thighs must be held tightly, otherwise the goal may be far away.
"Yang didn't seem to have any good ideas. He cooperated with his teammates several times in front of the penalty area, trying to penetrate through the middle of Reading, but he couldn't get in at all!" In the studio, Andy Gray looked worried, "Belsa needs to make a move
Adjust it, otherwise Leeds United will probably lose this game if this continues."
Mo Yang was also speechless. This was the first time he saw a team playing with this style of play.
As long as they are thirty meters closer to the front edge of the penalty area, Reading's players will immediately start to press, forcing them to move the ball.
Once the ball leaves the threatening area, Reading's players will immediately retract and let them fall back. You can do whatever you like, which is very inconvenient.
One minute!
Two minutes!
five minutes!
Time is passing slowly!
The situation began to stalemate, and the Leeds United fans began to become a little anxious, secretly cursing Reading that this team is simply a turtle!
The Reading fans were talking and laughing, and seemed quite satisfied with their team's style of play, as if they had long been accustomed to it.
"Marcelo, it seems Yang doesn't have any good ideas!" Frank said worriedly, sitting next to Bielsa who looked calm.
After the start of the second half, although Leeds United controlled the ball as firmly as they did in the first half, they were unable to penetrate Reading's poor defense, whether they directly took the ball to find Wood in the penalty area or relied on short passes from the center to penetrate.
"If this stalemate continues, we may lose!" Seeing that Bielsa didn't respond and still looked like he was sitting firmly on the Diaoyutai, Frank became anxious.
"The goal is coming!"
Bielsa had a smile on his lips, turned to look at Frank, and said: "Didn't you notice that the number of times Reading players touched the ball during this period was pitiful? And the quick counterattacks in the first half also played
Can't you get up?"
"Hiss!" Frank took a sharp breath, Bielsa didn't mention it, he really ignored it.
"Don't worry! Yang knows what he should do!" Bielsa patted the stunned Frank.
"Incredible Chinese, how did he see it!"
In the stands, Pere's heart was already filled with turmoil. From his perspective, he could clearly see Mo Yang's various performances on the court.
In these ten minutes, Mo Yang never stepped into his own half. Whenever the team lost the ball, he would immediately appear on the most dangerous passing route and block Reading directly with his teammates.
quick counterattack route.
No matter when attacking or defending, Mo Yang's running position is just right every time, appearing in the position where he should be most, forming a subtle linkage with his teammates. This efficient running without the ball shocked Perret.
In every ninety-minute football game, each player holds the ball for only about 3 to 4 minutes on average, so the most important thing is what the players do during the remaining time. This is called running without the ball.
move.
It is a movement with the purpose of getting rid of defensive players and creating offensive space. Running without the ball can also best reflect a player's football intelligence.
"90+ runs without the ball! Very smart!"
"The field of vision is 95+! It is a terrifying field of vision!"
Pere's right hand was trembling as he wrote these lines in his notebook.
More than 20 meters from the front of Reading's penalty area, Mo Yang waved for the ball again.
As soon as he received the pass, Reading midfielder Norwood rushed over immediately.
Mo Yang grinned, his left shoulder suddenly sank, his body tilted slightly, and he made a move to shoot.
Norwood didn't know whether it was true or not, and he didn't know whether Mo Yang really had the ability to shoot from long range. He was fooled and immediately blocked it with his backhand!
Unexpectedly, after he made the blocking action, Mo Yang quickly lowered his raised right foot, then moved the ball to the right with the inside of his left foot, lightly tapped the inside of his right foot forward, and at the same time moved his whole body sideways.
A body position passed directly by him.
"boom!"
At the Madejski Stadium, more than 20,000 fans all let out a cry of surprise. The Leeds fans stood up from their seats one after another. Everyone was given goosebumps by Mo Yang's elegant passing movement.
"Whoa oh!!!"
"The fake ejaculation is connected with the fried meatballs. Yang is so extraordinary that he is full of aura, which makes people's blood flow. The connection of movements is flawless. I don't know what words to use to praise him." Andy Gray's face turned red.
Mo Yang passed Norwood and reached the top of the arc, where he could hit the goal.
Reading players were immediately hooked by Mo Yang and two more players rushed towards Mo Yang, one from the left and the other from the right, trying to close the door to defend.
But before he could reach it, Mo Yang looked up and glanced to the right, grinned, and at the same time raised his foot to flick the ball to the left, and it actually split.
"There was some chaos in the Reading penalty area after Yang managed to get past Knollwood!"
"Yang is still going in... Ga..."
In the studio, Andy Gray's commentary stopped abruptly because he saw Mo Yang suddenly distribute the ball to the left after attracting three players.
Andy Gray looked stunned. In the past ten minutes, Mo Yang basically did not distribute the ball to the wing. Mo Yang was always fighting in the middle.
On the field, after Mo Yang suddenly distributed the ball to the wing, Dallas immediately stepped in to catch the ball.
Suddenly there was chaos in the Reading penalty area, and the players were divided in their defensive thoughts and actions.
This has never happened in the past ten minutes. Every time they pressed, Mo Yang would directly pass back to reorganize the attack.
After Dallas received the ball, he went directly to the baseline and advanced along the baseline.
Suddenly, Dallas saw a gap at the back point and started to pass the ball without saying a word. At the same time, he admired Mo Yang in his heart.
He knew how difficult it was for this gap to appear.
The football flew over the head of Reading goalkeeper Habes.
From behind, Wood, who was unguarded, jumped up high and lightly touched his head, and saw the net inside the Reading goal tremble.
“GOOOOOAAAAAAAL!!!!”
"The ball went in!"
"In the 59th minute of the second half, Leeds United equalized the score, and it was Wood who scored!"
"Oh!!! Yang lied to all the Reading players, I'm sure he did it on purpose! Oh my God! He is so smart!!"
The Leeds fans cheered loudly and hugged each other in celebration. Countless Leeds fans in front of the TV also celebrated loudly at home, and some even sang the Leeds United anthem "Mar Together" with their families.
After Wood scored, he roared to the sky and ran towards Mo Yang. With a flying dive, he pushed Mo Yang to the ground. Then Phillips and the others pressed forward one after another, playing a game of stacks at the top of the Reading arc.
In the coaching area, Bielsa was smiling and applauding lightly. He was very satisfied with the performance of his disciples.
On the other side, Reading head coach McDermott was so angry that he smashed the drink in his hand and stood on the sidelines and yelled at his players.
