Chapter 107 Starter and Substitute, Midfielder Champagne Walks(2/3)
Among them, Jarrad, who was injured in Rome before, had a good post-match test and no real fracture. A week after the game, he returned to the field.
San Remo, two other bench bandits, Bayzami and Beretelli, are on standby on the bench, and they are likely to play. This is a fixed rotation method for San Remo.
On the other hand, AC Milan's starting lineup announced is terrifying.
Although three players in their fixed starting lineup did not make it to the roster today and two players were on the bench, there were also two core players in their starting lineup in this game.
They are the top Serie A brand Izelette, AC Milan's back defense gate, AC Milan captain, Serie A's number one left defender Praschedes!
These two are the core players of AC Milan's Iron Player, one is the offensive core and the other is the defensive core.
With the two of them here, even if the other players in AC Milan are all substitutes, they are also at the level of a strong Serie A team.
What's more... not all those who play with them are substitutes.
Two core players, three main players, four substitutes, and two youth training... AC Milan's starting lineup is quite powerful.
Basically, two youth training teams were removed, and this lineup was their B lineup in Serie A.
In the stands, Maldivney smiled happily.
AC Milan will have something to do, and next year's schedule will be easy, so make arrangements!
Maldivney could have been sitting in the box today, but he chose the stand because he wanted more people to see the smile on his face.
When AC Milan came up with this starting lineup, Maldivni's all efforts in the Italian Cup this season were officially announced to be successful.
As for the result... wouldn't it be better to leave it to the players to write it?
He is not Xiao Hua. He likes to write the finale when writing scripts, and real experts know how to leave blank space.
"Maniro, who do you think is more optimistic about winning the championship?" Maldivney looked at the camera and deliberately found some topics to talk to Maniro next to him.
Otherwise, it would be silly to be recorded in the camera.
"Of course it's AC Milan." Maniro was speechless. Could it be that there was no fool who thought that Saint Remo could win, right?
Especially when San Remo's "Mr. King of Football" is still on the bench.
"I think so too. When I give the runner-up medals to the young men in San Remo later, I will comfort them." Maldivney is proud of the players in San Remo, who have done everything people can imagine.
Maniro nodded, but his eyes never left Lu Yang's side.
There is nothing extraordinary about anything people can imagine.
What’s amazing is…is anyone able to do something that people dare not think about?
He once wanted to do it, but failed.
This time, can anyone?
Beep!
With a whistle, the game officially began.
The start of the game was eight minutes, and the situation was still cold!
AC Milan left-back Praschedeslied Becherci to complete the steal, and then kicked the football to Izelette.
Izelette took the ball, and the fans of the court began to cheer wildly, and the decibels in the court suddenly increased.
Even many of the players from San Remo were shocked in such a scene.
Although they have also experienced a strong Serie A team like Roma, Wolf King Perotta was not at home at that time and the appeal of superstars has not been reflected.
And now, as soon as Izeret got the ball, the whole game was like a magnitude eight earthquake.
The shouts of nearly 80,000 people were a joy that San Remo could not imagine.
Bang!
After receiving the ball, Izeret directly strides down and advances in the middle.
Moric chased over to defend, but was easily overwhelmed by Izeret with a second-level acceleration.
Izelette soon!
The absolute speed when he was out of the ball may not be as fast as Bayizami, but it is not far from that. The terrifying thing is that his ball speed may be faster than Bayizami who sprinted without the ball!
Molic pursued him all the way behind.
But soon he became desperate.
Because the distance between Izeret and Molic who ran with football became larger and larger.
From half a meter to one meter, to two meter, to three or five meter away!
Molic failed to bring any interference to Izeret at all.
Najib and Palacios did not expect Izeret to come so quickly. How long has it been since Bechirci tried just now?
Is there a few seconds?
Bang!
Izelette made a false move and broke through to the left, but in fact he dribbled the ball slightly to the right, and crossed it directly over Najib.
Then before Palacios came up, he completed a long shot from the right side of the penalty area arc!
Jarrard saved with all his might, but he couldn't touch the football at all.
The ball is very fast!
Although Izelette's shot seemed to be as powerful as Lu Yang's shot, perhaps... his ball speed was faster!
This is the role of the strength under the feet, which is a strength that cannot be expressed by movements and postures.
At this point, it was only six or seven seconds before Izelette received the ball.
The distance he had just rushed was about sixty meters.
His speed of dribbling is even higher than that of sprinters in some professions.
Of course, the statistics here are not that professional, but they are always very fast!
In less than ten minutes, AC Milan's first attack shattered San Remo's defense and scored a goal.
The gap between the Champions League final team and the Serie C team is already visible to the naked eye.
But the most exciting scene did not happen before this goal, but after the goal.
"Oh...what's going on? What's wrong with Molic?"
"I vomited! Moric ran to the sidelines to retreat, and he vomited some saliva!"
"It's too hurry!"
"As we all know, running too fast, can cause disgusting, but as a professional player, this situation is relatively rare."
"Morric just now, his attitude was good, but in fact he failed to bring any obstacles to Izelite! He couldn't even catch up with Izelite's shadow!"
"Izelette slipped over sixty meters away from Molic and even vomited the latter!"
"You know, Molic is the absolute core of San Remo, and he rarely has such a miserable time."
"The gap is too big! This is not a reasonable game at all. The remaining eighty minutes are just a torture for San Remo!"
"Izelette played too easily! After scoring the goal, he even had the physical strength to interact with the fans on the sidelines."
"His smile seems to have predicted the result of this game. The winner is no longer necessary. The only thing we need to discuss now is how many matches will AC Milan play in San Remo?"
"How many goals can AC Milan score in this game?"
On the sidelines, Lu Yang looked at Molic, feeling speechless.
How fast is my own speed? Isn’t it possible to count?
Just your wheelchair legs, want to catch up with Izeret?
That guy is definitely above 95 in two speeds!
Even a speed-type demon like Bayzami is not as good as Izerai Express.
The combination of human-ball is so awesome!
A replica of Kaka.
You're fine!
Chasing Izeret until he vomits, how can I tell?
Want to chase me to be Messi?
Don’t you know that your template is Magic Di Ding Ding?
It's very bald!
"Or why I'll go on stage? I think you can't do it either." Lu Yang "comforts" Molic.
"No, no, no! It's only less than ten minutes!" Molic glared at Lu Yang, "Sit in a wheelchair and see how Ben Mo hammered AC Milan!"
Lu Yang spread his hands: "Momo, you can't even beat the team in the Serie C team, have you forgotten?"
Molic: "Fake! I've said it many times. The team has not yet been well done at that time. Later, I led the team to win five consecutive games with a single core. The team averaged 3.5 goals per game!"
To be continued...