"Okay! The game has started. Fans and friends, welcome to watch the 38th round of the Premier League brought to you by LeTV Sports, the match between Liverpool and Brighton."
"At the same time, the game between Manchester City and Southampton also officially started at St. Mary's Stadium. The final scores of these two games will determine the final ownership of the 2017-18 Premier League championship!"
"Zhang Zhi, which side do you think has a greater chance of winning?" Zhan Jun asked with a smile after the opening remarks.
"Uh! Hehe!" Zhang Lu said casually, "Um, the current goal difference between both sides is 81. From this point of view, there is no winner. In terms of offensive strength, they are both at the top level in the world.
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"Then we can only analyze it from the opponent's strength!" Zhan Jun answered.
"From this aspect, they are actually the same!" Zhang Lu shook his head, "Brighton is currently ranked 14th, with 37 points, and behind him are Huddersfield, Newcastle United, West Ham and Southampton.
The point difference between these four teams is only one or two points, so they are not safe yet, they will try their best to fight for a tie and win!"
"And Southampton is currently third from the bottom, with 35 points. From this aspect, it will definitely be harder for Manchester City to beat, because Southampton has to strive to win and escape the quagmire of the relegation zone." Zhang Lu said with a smile.
Zhan Jun nodded and continued: "Man City is an away game and Liverpool is a home game. Liverpool also has the advantage in this regard."
"But no matter what, the game still depends on the result."
On the field, the game has begun.
As expected by the media before the game, Mo Yang did not start and was put on the bench by Klopp, along with Firmino.
In this game, Klopp started with Yin Bu. The midfielder was composed of Henderson, Wijnaldum, and Fabinho. The defenders were the same as in the previous game, with no changes.
"Yang, we are in trouble!" Firmino complained with a depressed look on his face as he watched the game on the field.
"I know!" Mo Yang nodded solemnly and continued to stare at the game on the field.
On the field, Brighton played a pure defensive formation of 451, with no offense at all. Only a single forward forward stayed in front, and the others collectively huddled in front of the penalty area, using two dense lines of defense in the middle and back to limit Liverpool's offense.
In the coaching area in front of the bench, Klopp walked back and forth with his chest crossed.
Fifteen minutes into the game, although Liverpool was in a crushing situation, there was not a single truly threatening shot.
Brighton's Iron Barrel Formation accumulated a large number of troops on both sides and in the middle.
This makes it very difficult for Salah and Mane to make a difference whether they want to make a difference in the ribs or in the middle, and they often fall into double teams of two or three people.
Brighton's bus defense forced Liverpool to constantly take the ball from both sides and frequently look for Yin Bu in the penalty area.
But Yin Bu in the penalty area was often flanked by two tall central defenders, Dunk and Duffy, and most of the time he couldn't get the first shot, which was very troublesome and anxious.
"boom!!!"
While Klopp was secretly worried, the stands on all sides suddenly erupted in uproar, with screams and wails coming one after another.
Hearing the voices of the fans, whether it was Klopp or Mo Yang, their hearts sank.
"It's over! Manchester City scored!"
Mo Yang wanted to get close to Peter and listen to the radio, but he was already surrounded by Firmino and others.
Mo Yang looked left and right, then suddenly stood up, ducked like a thief, and slipped past Klopp, arriving in front of the billboard on the sidelines.
In the stands behind the bench, the fans all laughed together when they saw Mo Yang's actions, and let out a roar of laughter.
After Mo Yang came to the sidelines, he grinned and made a mobile phone gesture towards the stands, trying to ask the fans for a mobile phone.
Unexpectedly, as soon as he made his gesture, dozens of mobile phones and iPads flew down from the stands.
Looking at the various mobile phones and IPADs flying in the air, Mo Yang looked horrified, his eyes widened, and the next second he was smashed, he was dancing and running away with his head in his arms.
The on-site director had noticed Mo Yang's movements long ago and promptly sent him to the big screen and broadcast camera.
This sudden and funny scene immediately caused the entire Anfield to burst into violent bursts of laughter, and even the players on the field looked over.
Klopp looked behind him curiously and happened to see Mo Yang being attacked by his own fans, and he immediately couldn't laugh or cry.
Fortunately, in March this year, the Football Association revised the match ban and allowed tablets and communication headsets to appear in the coaching bench during matches. Otherwise, Mo Yang would have been in trouble.
Klopp rushed a few steps with a tigerish face, deliberately scaring Mo Yang.
Mo Yang was so scared that he was like a mouse. He quickly bent down and picked up a mobile phone with a bright screen playing the Manchester City game and ran back to his seat.
The interaction between these two funny masters and apprentices once again plunged the Red Army fans in the stands into a sea of joy.
"Is this kid so worthless?"
In the stands, Huang Lei and others were amused when they saw Mo Yang's actions.
"What a guy! One call and a hundred responses, this is it!" He Jiong also lamented Mo Yang's popularity.
"What a fool!" Xiao Di covered his face and laughed so hard that his delicate body trembled.
"Jicao! Jicao! Danding!" Lu Han was laughing.
After Mo Yang returned to the bench, he first found the team staff and asked them to collect the mobile phones and return them to the fans after the game.
Then he started watching Manchester City and Southampton games.
But after looking at it for a long time, Mo Yang put down the phone and rubbed his cheeks vigorously with both hands.
Because Manchester City scored again!
In less than twenty minutes, Manchester City was already 2-0, and their powerful offense stunned Southampton, who was playing at home.
Now that Manchester City is two goals ahead on goal difference, the pressure is on Liverpool, and they must score as soon as possible.
As time passed, everyone in Anfield became a little anxious.
Fans kept cheering in the stands, and the cheers were louder and louder.
Finally, with the anticipation of countless Red Army fans, Liverpool's first goal arrived.
In the 26th minute of the game, Arnold, who was in the center circle, received a continuous back pass from the right and suddenly dribbled the ball forward.
Wijnaldum, who was standing at the top of the arc, saw Arnold coming, and he quickly took four or five steps back to the right rib area.
At the same time Arnold passed the ball!
Wijnaldum received the ball and immediately turned towards the goal.
Dunk in the penalty area directly stepped forward, trying to block Wijnaldum's ball.
As soon as Dunk left, Salah immediately saw the opportunity in the middle and ran directly to the right penalty area behind Dunk.
Wijnaldum saw Salah's movement and without any hesitation, he suddenly passed the ball.
Suddenly, the ball suddenly passed under Dunk's crotch and rolled in front of Salah.
Duffy, who had been following Salah, was stuck behind him. He could only watch helplessly as Salah pushed the ball directly towards the goal post without stopping, changing the score to 1-0.
"boom!!!!!!"
“goal!!!!!!!!!!!”
“goal!!!!!!!!!!!”
“goal!!!!!!!!!!!”
"..."
The moment the goal was scored, the stands on all sides were filled with excitement and the fans kept shouting.
At the same time, the entire city of Liverpool was in a state of uproar.
On the bench, Mo Yang jumped up and celebrated with a hug and a hug from Klopp, who was running back with punches.
After a while, Salah and others on the field also ran to the coaching area to celebrate with Klopp and others.
"One goal away, we can catch up with Manchester City!"
"The championship is ours!"
"The championship is ours!!!!!"
"The championship is ours!!!!!!!"
Salah and others looked high-spirited under Klopp's shout.
"Defending the title!!!"
"Defending the title!!!!"
"Defending the title!!!!"
In the stands on all sides, Red Army fans were also shouting!!