The biggest fanatic in football

Chapter 534 I didn’t mean it!

"Barcelona have indeed received a huge bonus after returning to their home court. Not only did they have a certain advantage in offense, but their defense has also become more stable. Although Chelsea's several attacks were very threatening, they were in vain in the end.

Return with success..."

Seeing the game entering a stalemate, Zhan Jun took a breath and made a periodic summary.

Jia Tianning was not as relaxed as he was.

Finally, he was able to commentate on a Champions League game played by Lee Polo, but the game lasted for nearly 20 minutes, and Lee Polo failed to score a goal. All the praise he had saved for months was rotten in his stomach. How could he?

Can you not be anxious?

He even sneered at all Li Polo's teammates in his mind:

[What are these losers from Chelsea doing?]

[Hazard, what ball are you bringing? Hurry up and pass!]

[If you don’t know how to pass the ball, you can pass it to Cesc Fabregas!]

[He is Lee Polo’s number one loser!]

As soon as he thought of Cesc Fabregas, Kante put the football at his feet.

This outstanding member of the La Masia youth training camp was somewhat confused at Camp Nou. Several times he regarded the team wearing red and blue jerseys as his home team. Instead, he regarded Chelsea, wearing pure white jerseys, as his home team.

Seems like Barcelona’s mortal enemy…

When he was about to dribble the ball forward, his eyes suddenly flashed. A low figure came from the side, stretched out his foot like lightning, and took the football away!

That figure... Cesc Fabregas was extremely familiar.

It's none other than his old friend-Messi!

"Messi returns to defend and intercepts himself?!"

Zhan Jun and Jia Tianning were both surprised.

Before they had time to carefully reflect on Messi's interception, the Barcelona King dribbled the ball to the left side of the penalty area. Caught off guard, Kante, Christensen and Azpilicueta could only form an encirclement.

Want to form a local numerical advantage.

Suarez suddenly made a diagonal pass, and Rudiger immediately followed up, blocking Messi's only passing line.

But Messi didn't hesitate at all. He swiped his left foot to the right and the football passed behind Suarez and flew directly to the empty right wing!

"This is... Chuan Da..."

Zhan Jun only had time to say four words before he saw a black lightning coming directly from the right!

"Dembélé?!"

Jia Tianning shouted his name out loud.

The goal-scoring king even paused deliberately after receiving the ball, allowing Alonso, who was defending, to miss him. Only then did he have time to kick out and volley!

Courtois touched the ball, but couldn't stop it from flying into the net!

2:0! (Total score 3:5)

The stands at Camp Nou burst into cheers!

The top player suddenly became the king of fragrant players!

At the beginning of the season, Dembélé, who signed for a sky-high price, spent nearly four months recuperating from an injury just after his transfer. The Barcelona fans at the time almost cursed his ancestors out of the coffin.

But at this moment, Dembele has become the crown prince of Camp Nou!

The nearly 100,000 spectators were all chanting his name:

"Osman~~~Dembélé!!!"

After scoring the goal, Dembele's heart was surging, but he did not forget his big brother who gave him the assist. He hugged Messi immediately and wanted to share the joy with him.

But Messi patted his head, his expression still serious:

"We still have two goals to go!"

Dembele nodded sharply and saw another big brother Suarez running back holding the football:

"We're only two goals away!"

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"..."

Valverde's face was red on the sidelines, but Conte, ten meters away, was cold all over.

He suddenly thought of the previous game against Manchester City and couldn't help but think about it:

"Isn't this the plot they designed?"

"Fabregas... he is the number one younger brother of Lee Poirot. It makes perfect sense to score a goal for his old club!"

Several of his assistants looked at each other, but no one dared to answer his question.

Remy, who was sitting on the bench, recorded this scene truthfully:

"In the 20th minute of the game, Cesc Fabregas lost the ball in the backcourt and allowed Barcelona to score the second goal. This is simply incredible!

You know, Messi's defensive ability is not even as good as Hazard. With Fabregas' dribbling skills, how could he lose the ball so easily?"

Remy, who has always been selfless, finally raised his butcher knife to Cesc Fabregas, who is also known as the "Polo Hall Protector" with him! -

"I... didn't mean it!"

"You have to believe me! Brother!"

In fact, it is definitely not an individual player who has the same idea as Remy.

Fabregas has already felt that the eyes of other teammates are looking at him with a hint of suspicion and disdain.

Especially Alonso, a member of Real Madrid's youth training, almost had "traitor" and "undercover" carved on his eyes!

He could only spread his hands and explain feebly to his teammates.

But he did not dare to face Li Polo.

The importance of the game against Manchester City cannot be compared with that of the Champions League.

Even if nothing can be done about it in the end, it will only affect an insignificant League Cup.

But if this game unexpectedly turns over, Chelsea will be eliminated in the first round of the Champions League!

As we all know, whether it is the Golden Globe Award or the World Footballer, the importance of Champions League results almost overwhelms everything else!

If Li Polo is eliminated in the top 16, he will lose the most important indicator in the selection of various honors!

——Unless he can perform convincingly in the World Cup in the summer!

[Negative sentiment from Cesc Fabregas, +886!]

Feeling the fear coming from his teammates, Li Polo sighed.

Fabregas has been standing behind him loyally since this season. He is almost more obedient than his own son. He has given a 1000% attitude to assist him in the game. If he is dismissed just because of one mistake,

Li Poluo couldn't bear to be thrown into the cold palace.

So he walked up to Xiaofa and patted his back hard:

"How do you know that I agreed to continue releasing water?"

"ah?"

Fabregas was stunned.

Li Polo blinked his eyes and raised his chin with a relaxed expression:

"The more exciting the competition is, the more fun it will be, right?"

Seeing that the big boss in the team did not blame him, Fabregas breathed a sigh of relief.

Just listen to Li Polo say again:

"I'll give you a task today, 2 assists and 4 steals. That's not too much, right?"

The corner of Fabregas' mouth twitched subconsciously, but he still nodded without hesitation:

"no problem!"

He didn't even think about it. Even Kante, the Premier League's top steals leader, only averaged 3 steals per game!

4 steals...this is going to cost him his life! -

Xiaofa, who had relieved his psychological burden, did indeed live up to Li Polo's expectations. He became active as soon as the game started.

As the core of the midfield organizer, he frequently asked for the ball and tried to send the ball into threatening areas again and again. Unfortunately, Barcelona players were very familiar with his passing habits, and several passes were intercepted by Busquets and DePaul.

After losing the ball, Fabio did not complain, but immediately counterattacked on the spot, which surprised his old teammates.

After a few minutes of fighting, Fabregas finally slowed down. He has never been a player who relied on physical fitness and running to play football. Such high-frequency pressing was too much for the 31-year-old.

The Barcelona midfielder still took the ball and looked for loopholes in a leisurely manner, but Xiaofa, who was taking a leisurely stroll a second ago, quietly appeared on the wing and launched a pressing attack on DePaul, who had just received the ball!

Unprepared, DePaul could only pass forward, trying to find Messi, but Rudiger saw through the passing route, made a bold sudden move, and blocked the ball from Messi's feet.

!

The nearest DePaul was blocked by Fabregas and lost the best opportunity to counterattack. He could only let Alonso take the lead and kick the ball forward!

The offensive and defensive momentum changes instantly!

Hazard and Willian crossed the center line on the left and right, and Li Polo started to advance from the center. Barcelona's four defenders had to maintain the rhythm and retreat at the same time to prevent the opponent from making a sudden move.

Alonso's big foot... drove impartially, right in the middle!

Pique and Umtiti saw it clearly, and chose to close the door and beat the dog in advance, preparing to repeat the same trick and using their bodies to prevent Lipolo from the dangerous area.

But this time Li Polo attacked with all his strength, and with a sprint distance of 40 meters, his speed had completely increased and he looked menacing!

A bright light flashed in Pique's eyes, and all the brain cells were mobilized at high speed, trying to stimulate his own potential and see through the other party's intentions.

A drop of cold sweat dripped from his cheek.

【Damn!】

He saw the flight path of the football, but he couldn't come up with a better way to deal with it!

I saw Lee Polo gently push the ball up with his forehead while running wildly, and then with an unreasonable attitude, he squeezed in before Pique and Umtiti closed the door!

Perhaps he was shocked by Lee Polo's passing style, but Barcelona's two central defenders were slammed into both sides by him!

"Header!"

Zhan Jun and Jia Tianning both exclaimed in surprise.

The next second, they saw a familiar scene:

Li Polo didn't wait for the football to land, he jumped high at the top of the penalty area!

This time, Pi Chuanchuan was still behind him, and there was absolutely no way he could stop himself from scoring!

He shook his head violently in the air!

The ball that was originally falling suddenly started to spin and fly again!

Ter Stegen looked pale and flew sideways, but it was all in vain!

The football bypassed his hands and flew lightly into the net at the far post!

1:2!

Chelsea come back!

The total score came to 6:3!

(End of chapter)