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Chapter 239 This is speed!(1/2)

Fiorentina led Barcelona 1:0, and the score did not change for fifteen minutes after the second half. Barcelona still lag behind, and amid the cheers and boos of home fans, they have never given up their efforts to equalize the score and overtake.

"Fifteen minutes... Barcelona had six shots, which was a very high-frequency shot! Unfortunately, they met us." Sabato murmured from the sidelines.

The defenders of Fiorentina really made him successful in this game. Faced with Barcelona's tide of offense, they defended the goal behind him. After the initial discomfort in the second half, Svensen became an insurmountable barrier for Barcelona in the air.

His header clearance even made Barcelona give up on the idea of ​​passing the ball out of the air into Fiorentina's penalty area.

During this period, Fiorentina has been in a mess. Frey used both hands and feet to block Barcelona's ubiquitous shots, and at the same time they had to bear the huge booing from home fans.

But this kind of embarrassing effort still pays a huge reward, that is, they have not conceded the goal so far. Barcelona's offense has encountered the biggest crisis of this season.

Every minute of time passes, his hope increases by a minute.

Fiorentina lacks Xiang Tao, and the defense line is also lacking speed. However, Sabato compressed the defense line, and their distance from the midfield and goal are greatly shortened, and they did not give Barcelona's forward much space. So Etoo, Henry, and Messi had speed, but there was no distance to make them sprint.

Therefore, Florence was able to defend Barcelona's attack.

No matter how good a striker is, he cannot still score calmly when facing endless defense. Yes, endless.

Fiorentina's defense now gives Barcelona players the feeling on the court, as if their defensive players are used up. They have obviously passed two people, and before they can kick, another person will appear in front of his ball.

This is naturally the "chain defense" that the Italians are proud of. The Spanish defenders are all very frivolous, so forwards who play in La Liga rarely encounter such a defensive lineup, and they are all a little at a loss.

Fiorentina's current defense is like a chain, tightly binding the lion of Barcelona. He can only roar with his mouth wide open, but he can't do anything.

Every time Barcelona attacks, the colleague around Li Yan is particularly excited, but unfortunately, the end result is definitely Li Yan smiled treacherously. He had a good guess. Sabato did have a way to deal with Barcelona. Just this chain defense makes Barcelona miserable, let alone they have a dagger that has not been exposed?

The dagger is hidden in the darkness, and maybe suddenly appears in Barcelona's deadly place at any time, and then... the game is over.

Ronaldinho is a World Footballer, and he has no choice but to defend like Fiorentina. Although he is a World Footballer, he is not a god who can change all games by one person. Even if it is, it is not possible to play every game. So he was so depressed that he could not become a god.

He was still constantly getting rid of Fiorentina's defense. To be honest, even if his skills were to get rid of two opponents at the same time, it would not be a problem. However, after he got rid of two at the same time, another one came. After barely getting rid of them again, the two he had just thrown away appeared in front of him... He felt a sense of frustration, and even if he was exhausted, he could not completely get rid of these annoying followers.

"Haha! Let the incompetent Spaniards see our Italian defense!" Sabato smiled proudly.

At this time, the people who may be most surprised were not the Barcelona people, but the Italians watching the game. Because Fiorentina always insisted on holding up the offensive banner in Serie A, almost all Italians believed that Fiorentina's head coach Sabato was a non-traditional Italian coach who could not play defense. Unexpectedly, in the European arena, he used Italian traditional "chain defense" to tightly entangle Barcelona. And judging from his tactical arrangements and the team's execution, he was not the kind of team that could not play, and he performed quite skillfully.

How to say it, maybe this is the Italian football gene. Even if a fanatical offensive coach has a defensive mind at the deepest point, it is an indelible imprint of the soul.

Italian media once ridiculed the Spanish defenders as kindergarten-level. Now they must be proud to let these kindergarten children see the real master-level defense.

But the Spaniards are not grateful. Every time Florence successfully defends Barcelona's defense, the Camp Nou will make a huge boo.

Sabato now deafs the booing and enjoys watching the situation on the court. Fiorentina's several counterattacks were very threatening, which also shows that although they have been defending for a long time, their offense has not been lost. They have the ability to threaten the opponent's goal at any time. As long as they are given a chance in the frontcourt, they have an excellent opportunity.

However, Dilivio seemed very anxious, standing on the sidelines, watching nervously inside the court, for fear that Barcelona's attack would lead to a goal or a mistake that shouldn't have happened in his defense.

Once Barcelona equalizes the score, the initiative in the game will be back in their hands, and Fiorentina's goal will be difficult to play.

Rijcard also saw clearly off the court. He had played in Serie A, so he naturally knew the effectiveness of this chain defense. He knew that if Barcelona did not attack at all and made full use of the whole line, it would be difficult to break such a defense. Because as time goes by, the defensive side will become more and more confident, while the offensive side will become more and more impatient, and many excellent opportunities cannot be grasped.

Maybe... he has to take a risk. As long as he can seize one opportunity in a limited time and equalize the score, he can return to his current tactics again.

Rijcard glanced at the Fiorentina coaching seat next to him. Head coach Antonio Sabato was sitting on the coaching seat, but his assistant seemed a little anxious.

The performance of these two people is quite puzzling. As head coaches and assistant coaches, shouldn’t they communicate frequently? Why is one calm and the other anxious?

In fact, Rijkaard was also unrepentant to think so. Due to some differences in football philosophy between Dilivio and Sabato, the two of them had very different attitudes towards the same thing, even completely opposite. So in Serie A, many coaches were dizzy because they guessed why the two had such a performance during the game, and they ended up making a lot of tricks.

Of course, this was not the deliberate conspiracy of the two, but their unintentional performance made the opponent worry too much.

Rijcard decided to ignore the performance of his opponent's head coach and assistant coach. He stood on the sidelines and made a gesture to tell the Barcelona players on the court to attack! Try to score a goal as fast as possible and get the game back on track.

Barcelona suddenly increased their attack strength, causing Fiorentina's defense pressure to increase sharply. With strong support from the backcourt, Barcelona's frontcourt offense has more options.

Ronaldinho used an incredible method to pass the football to Xavi not far behind him, and then asked Xavi to divide the football into the wing and then hit the football from the wing to the middle. A series of passes made Barcelona fans excited and also made Fiorentina's defense exhausted, revealing a big and small flaw.

Deco raised his foot and wanted to shoot. Mascherano hurriedly rushed over, but Deco just hit the ball and passed the ball into the air. Henry suddenly inserted it and received the ball. Henry did not adjust and gave the Fiorentine defender time to pounce. He raised his foot and shot!

The football quickly drilled towards Florence's goal against the turf.

Frey flew toward the football and tweaked the football slightly between his fingers. Because Henry's shot suddenly made him not have enough time to prepare, so he could only play the football out.

The football changed its track a little, but it still flew towards the goal. The Camp Nou had already heard cheers.

But something that made them very shameful was posted in an instant - after Frey was pivoted, he jumped on the turf twice, then hit the post, and bounced back. Frey was about to get up to do his second rescue. Seeing the football rolling towards him, he naturally put the football in his arms without hesitation.

"Luck! Dog luck!" Many Barcelona's support must have cursed in their hearts.

"Luck! Great! God is on the side of Florence!" The person in charge of the commentator doesn't think much. The reason why a strong team is strong and successful is also indispensable.

Rijkald watched the ball pass over Frey's defense, and clenched his fists in front of his chest, ready to jump up and cheer at any time. But then he saw the football bounce back on the post and let Frey hug him.

His fists suddenly turned into palms, and then he covered his head and sighed regretfully.

Immediately afterwards, Messi once dribbled in front of the penalty area, then suddenly shot, bypassed Frey's hands, but wiped the post and flew out. It also made many Fiorentines sweat in a cold sweat.

Rijcard is very nervous now because he attacks like this, but he gives up on the defense. Fortunately, his team's offensive is strong enough to completely suppress Fiorentina's attack. Even a player like Zhang Jun who never returns to defense appears in front of his penalty area. But if he can't score a goal, and when the team's momentum drops, it will be hard to say afterwards.

Seeing the goal being shot only passed by the goal, Rijkald was anxious. It would be bad for him to drag it down.

Similarly, on Fiorentina, Barcelona's strong offensive pressure made the defenders and goalkeepers feel a little overwhelmed. The chain defense is very endurance. After crazy pressing without caring about physical strength in the first half of the second half, the Fiorentina defenders are now in a physical downturn. If the opponent continues to bombard like this, the defensive system may collapse.

Sabato naturally saw this. He made his players defend frantically in order to force out all the opponent's troops. Now, he has succeeded.

Since he succeeded, he could not easily miss this opportunity. Although Rijcard is a passionate head coach, he often seems cautious. If he cannot score a goal, he will definitely let his defenders retreat and return the game to the stalemate stage just now. He will inevitably find that after Fiorentina's physical strength is consumed very quickly after being pressed by a large intensity.

Rijcard cannot wait, and Sabato cannot wait. Barcelona still has a dream, so just pinch it off.

He stood up from his seat.

Zhang Jun saw Sabato's actions and knew what to do.

Other Fiorentine players saw it, and they all knew what to do.

Now, let’s venom the dagger. The sharp blade is about to be unsheathed.

Rafael Marcos, a Mexican, 31 years old, can play as a central defender and a midfielder. He used to play as a midfielder in Barcelona than a central defender, but in today's game, Rijcard had to line up three forwards, so he placed Marcos as a central defender.

Thirty-one is the golden age for a defender, with outstanding experience and defensive skills, and Marcos is the same. Last season, with Barcelona, ​​he reached the peak of his personal career, and now this season, he has always been in great shape.

The whole team attacked and fully implemented the head coach's tactical idea of ​​attacking and defending all... Of course, it's all attacking now. But he still dragged in the end because for safety reasons, he did not go up to participate in the offense, although his ability to assist was not weak.

He stayed at the back of the team and stared at Fiorentina striker Zhang Jun. Although Zhang Jun was still participating in the defense at the front of his penalty area at this time.

Messi dribbled past the heavy Svensen again, but the next second he was knocked away by Kyle. The referee ignored his shouting on the ground, because it was a reasonable collision, and he could only blame Messi for being too short and too thin.

Kyle did not hand over the ball to any midfielder, and he kicked the ball forward and vigorously. The football flew in the air to the frontcourt of Barcelona. Just when the Chinese commentator could only watch the TV broadcast and could not see the situation on the scene, complaining loudly that Kyle's blind pass ruined the hard-won counterattack opportunity in Fiorentina, the Camp Nou came with a harsh boo.

Marcos's eyes flashed. Why did Zhang Jun, who was still running slowly into the middle circle just now suddenly rush up, almost reaching his sight - but he was behind the middle circle of his half.

Rijcard went to the official website of Fiorentina to investigate the personal information of each Fiorentine player, including their height, weight, speed of 100 meters, playing position, habits, hobbies, etc. The information says that Zhang Jun's 100 meters speed is only 12 seconds three, but seeing that Zhang Jun almost instantly sprinted a distance of a middle circle, Rijcard had only one thought deep in his heart: the damn Fiorentines must not have honestly written the real information of their players!

In fact, the Fiorentines did not lie to him, but if there were information about thirty-meter acceleration running in the data, Rijkaard would not think so, because according to informal statistics in the team, for Zhang Jun, the thirty-meter running only takes two seconds and seven seconds to run from start to hitting the line, and an average of more than 11 meters can be run in one second. That is an easy test in Zhang Jun's training. If it is a tense and intense game, this number may be reduced.

Of course, if you run in the front, you will naturally slow down after... So there is no problem with twelve seconds and three.

But in football games, the beginning often determines the end.

Marcos realized that Zhang Jun wanted to take the opponent's long pass, and Kyle did not kick forward with his big feet blindly, but made a purposeful long pass!

"Return to defense!!" He shouted, and quickly retreated, trying to delay Zhang Jun's goal. At the same time, Puyor had led all Barcelona defenders to rush back quickly.

This is an excellent opportunity that Florence waited for twenty minutes before waiting for. It is not necessarily an opportunity that can be seen once in a game!

Zhang Jun was quite fast. Although he had passed the sprint distance, his slow defenders were still very fast. But he seemed to be rushing too hard because the football fell behind him.

"Good job!" Rijkald had to scream in his heart. It was really luck. It seemed that God was on their side today. Zhang Jun might have rushed over to catch up with the football earlier... But then again, this is the first time he has seen someone who can run faster than the ball.

Of course, Marcos also saw this scene. He expected that Zhang Jun would turn around and control the ball again. In this case, he would immediately stick it on, tightly wrap around the opponent, and prevent him from turning around. When Puyol and his teammates all rushed back, Fiorentina's fast break would not be threatened.

He was secretly glad in his heart how correct his decision to stay alone was.

Now, it is the moment when Marcos shows his light!

Come on, Chinese boy!

Zhang Jun turned around and looked at the football, but he had no intention of stopping and turning around. He continued to run forward, but the speed was slightly slower because he had to wait for the ball.

At the same time, Marcos stabilized his body and stopped retreating. He even wanted to move forward a little, intending to stop the other party as soon as he stopped and turned around, and he rushed forward and wrapped his hands and feet around him. If not, he would sacrifice himself and stop the foul.

Zhang Jun continued running. Marcos watched the football fall at a very close distance behind him, and was blocked by Zhang Jun's body. He couldn't see clearly what was happening behind him. But soon he was surprised to find that the football actually flew up from behind Zhang Jun! Flying straight behind him!

How did he pick up the football? Marcos was stunned, and Zhang Jun passed by him like a gust of wind.

The booing of Camp Nou turned into amazement, because Zhang Jun just let them see an extraordinary person with a magical skill. Yes, while running, he used his normal backward right heel to knock the football forward calmly, and then went around from one side by one. This... even if it was described as "magical skill"!

The commentator could only open his mouth wide and could not send out a syllable for a long time.

The only imperfect thing is that Zhang Jun hit too big, a little too close to the penalty area, and Valdes had already abandoned the goal and attacked.

But Zhang Jun activated again, making his body's explosive power reach the extreme. He rushed up again in the blink of an eye, then snatched his feet and poked it. The football rolled between Valdes' legs that Valdes had no time to close.

With this series of acceleration, Zhang Jun drew a stunning trajectory like a magnetic levitation train, and instantly shook off Marcos and Valdes. Their common characteristics were that they were still stunned after being dumped - because Zhang Jun was too fast.

Zhang Jun, who poked Valdes, accelerated to catch up with the football, and then shot the football into the empty goal with force!

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Camp Nou was silent again, with only the arrogant cheers of the Florentines.

Rijkald was ashamed, and what he had been worried about still happened. Yes, football games require risks, and offense requires great risks.

However, this does not mean that when the risk really comes, you can face it calmly.
To be continued...
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