NOVEL WEB Chapter 39
The French Ligue 1 season is coming to an end, and the French Ligue 1 season is coming to an end.
On January 16, the French Ligue 1 war was reignited, and Marseille faced the challenge of last season's rival Monaco at the Velodrome Stadium.
A month and a half ago, the confrontation between the two teams seemed to be still vivid, and the 4:0 score was as clear as if it happened yesterday in the minds of every player. Looking at the relaxed Monaco players in front of them, the eyes of the Marseille players gradually became fierce.
They don't want to be stepped on by the opponent again.
As the head coach said before the game, this is their home court, and they can't allow those guys to be arrogant here.
In order to cope with this match, not only did the head coach do a lot of homework before the game, they also worked hard for victory and constantly practiced tactics against Monaco's lineup.
As the referee whistled on the field, the game officially began.
Marseille, who prioritized attacking, did not choose to attack at the first time, but continued to test and pull Monaco's formation back and forth.
For five minutes, the ball was still going back and forth in the midfield, which made the host, who was originally somewhat passionate, feel uncomfortable as if he was blocked by shit!
Where is the expected attack?
Where is the hot-blooded offensive?
Where is the burning anger?
Marseille, what are you doing!
The host really had an impulse to rush to the sidelines to replace Marseille's head coach Tudor.
However, Tudor, as the team's head coach, was very satisfied with all this.
The players observed the tactics he explained before the game very well, and constantly consumed the patience of the Monaco players.
As an old rival, he certainly was unwilling to accept the outcome of the 4:0 defeat in the last game. In order to win back his face and prove to the world that he was no worse than Jardim, he stayed up for three nights for this game. God knows how many brain cells he burned during this period.
When the game reached the seventh minute, there was finally a change on the field.
But this change also instantly made Marseille coach Tudor anxiously shout: "Stop him!"
On the field, Marseille, who still planned to play steadily, finally revealed a flaw. During a midfield pass, he was hit by Lemar who was actively counterattacking. This also led to a small chaos between the players of both sides in the midfield, but the football was passed to Gilman on the other side from the melee.
It's just a pity that Gilman didn't seize this opportunity. When he went down to the bottom to prepare for a strong breakthrough, he still couldn't avoid the defense of the opponent's defender, and the ball was blocked out of the baseline.
In the 9th minute of the game, Monaco got the first corner kick opportunity.
Lemar took a corner kick, but the ball did not go to the penalty area, but came to the position outside the penalty area. There, B Silva had been lurking for a long time. Facing the ball, he stretched out his hand to block the opponent's defenders and directly volleyed from a long distance.
This was a very imaginative shot, comparable to a fairy from the sky.
It was a pity that perhaps because this was the first touch since the start of the game, he did not control the strength well, and the ball rubbed the threshold and flew to the stands.
This also made many home fans present breathe a sigh of relief.
No one expected that Monaco would make such a high-quality shot with just the first touch of the ball, which made many people terrified.
Fortunately, Marseille's attack followed one after another, and the home fans shouted to cheer for the players.
The Marseille goalkeeper made a precise hand throw to midfielder Wayne Kerr, who did not hesitate and directly gave it to the winger Cabela on the other side.
Cabela went down quickly, and despite the defense of Monaco defender Toure, he was still not afraid of the opponent. He made a deep-fried meatball and successfully created a gap, and even passed the ball without looking up.
There, Marseille's center forward Gomis rushed over, and he jumped high and directly hit a powerful header, intending to show Monaco his color, but he didn't expect that this ball, which was originally a very tricky speed and angle, was welded to the damn right hand by the opponent's goalkeeper.
"Gan!"
"How did he do it?"
Gomis' eyes widened as he recalled the lightning scene just now, but he didn't understand how this guy appeared in that place. He just looked at the opponent's position and deliberately moved to the right.
But even so, he was still predicted by the opponent. What's more puzzling is how he could catch the ball firmly with one hand!
At this moment, just received
The thunder of the football did not care about the black man who was in a daze, but rushed out quickly and threw a long and accurate hand-thrown ball to the forward.
The Marseille coach who saw this scene on the sidelines roared: "Gomis, what the hell are you doing, will it be possible to interfere..."
The loud sound did not interfere with the normal flying football. The ball jumped high, fast and fast, and in a blink of an eye it came above Fabinho.
Fighting for points, missing the ball, turning and swinging the tail, Fabinho's little skills were fully demonstrated at this moment. Facing the opponent's counter-grab, he made a catching and passing action at a moderate pace.
After passing the opponent, there was a smooth road ahead of him.
This is also the reason why Lei Ming passed the ball to him just now, because in his opinion, Fabinho is trustworthy and he will definitely be able to achieve the results he wants, and in fact, he really did it.
On the sidelines, Monaco coach Jardim saw the team's attack and smiled slightly.
Lei's overall view is more outstanding than he thought. To be honest, he didn't even see that point just now, but Lei in the backcourt was able to find Fabinho accurately. For this reason, he had no reason to keep him on the bench.
Looking at the expressionless substitute goalkeeper Subasic not far away, Yalding was actually in pain.
There are too many excellent goalkeepers, which is also a pain!
Although Subasic, who has returned from injury, feels in good condition, Yalding does not want to take risks. In his opinion, as long as Lei does not make mistakes, he has no reason to replace him.
In the past two days, he could clearly feel Subasic's impatience. Obviously, he also felt the threat from Lei Ming. Seeing his performance more outstanding than one, Subasic felt that he was really far away from starting.
If he continues, he will miss the training of the game and may lose his position as the main player of the national team. This is not the result he wants.
For this reason, Yalding also deliberately found the other party for an in-depth exchange, saying that there are many games in the second half, and we still need your defense.
This conversation was necessary. He didn't want to lose him at this time. No matter what, he was an indispensable member of Monaco.
"Goooooooooooooal..."
Suddenly, the cheers in the stadium shifted Jardim's attention from Subasic to the field. He saw B Silva running to the field and celebrating the goal to the few away fans.
The substitutes around him also stood up to celebrate.
Paven came to him excitedly and hugged him and said with a smile: "Hahaha, beautiful, B Silva is worthy of being B Silva, this long shot is so beautiful!"
Listening to Paven's explanation, Jardim understood what happened just now. It turned out that just now, they accidentally took the lead!
It was B Silva again. He successfully learned the lesson just now and sent the ball directly into the goal of Marseille.
Looking at the player brought from Benfica, he felt that he had invisibly earned a lot of money for the club. He was bought for 15.7 million euros and his current value has at least doubled. He was really a good value for money back then!