Although Moric has played as a midfielder in the organization before, most of the time he took the risk came to the midfield. Moreover, he has Lu Yang around him, and Lu Yang can make up for most of the mistakes Moric made.

But there was no other midfielder beside Morriba.

He is the team's only midfielder.

Old Tom's words seemed to be poisonous.

In the 83rd minute, AC Milan, who never gave up, seized the opportunity.

They pressed for the midfield.

Drare passed back to Morriba, and immediately retreated after passing the ball, maintaining Morriba's route of output.

On the other side, Molic is also retreating.

Including Lu Yang, they also came from the right forward to the right front midfielder, so that when Morriba did not have a close shot point, he would try and find a long-distance shot point.

It can be said that San Remo is capable and prepared to deal with this strong press.

but……

Morriba is really not afraid of being alive.

This child is very nervous and does not pass the ball, so he is very confident in his feet.

So, under the double team, he took off his game.

The football was snatched away by Andres who was inserted behind him, and Morriba also rolled to the ground with another AC Milan midfielder.

The referee did not sound a whistle.

He was at the scene of the crime, and it was a legal steal.

Morriba's fall was not caused by others, but was more like his active sleeping grass after losing the ball, wanting to get a favorable penalty.

There are many such behaviors on the football field and are necessary for professional players.

"Isn't this a foul?" After Morriba fell to the ground, he immediately knelt on the lawn and spread his hands, shouting at the referee.

The referee ignored him.

Because Andres has dribbled the ball and rushed to the penalty area of ​​San Remo!

Mid-back lost the ball!

The consequences are very serious.

Andres had a certain speed when dribbled the ball, and almost broke into the penalty area.

Alme was closer and he rushed out immediately.

Andres and Alme met on a narrow road. His ankle shook and an ox's tail shook very smoothly.

Alme didn't expect Andres to have fun in such places.

He rushed over and stepped on his feet.

As a result, Andres shook and picked the ball directly, then hit Alme's leg and fell to the ground.

Beep!

A whistle sounded!

The referee pointed to the penalty spot!

Penalty!

At the same time, the referee showed Alme a yellow card.

He was too robbed and had the intention to deliberately put down others.

Alme covered her face and did not appeal for herself.

Because he was very upset, how could he make such a mistake?

I underestimated Andres too much.

This is Serie A, not Spanish Second Division.

The opponent is AC Milan's midfield core, not a casual engineer player.

How could I defend him in such a simple and crude way?

Lamacia's children are not stupid, at least the ball quotient is very high.

Alme immediately found the source of the mistake.

Compared to Alme, Morriba, who came over and continued to complain to the referee, was a little ungrateful.

"That was a foul. This steal was wrong and did not exist! Without this steal, there would not be this penalty!" Morriba kept arguing with the referee.

Sotu and Old Tom looked at each other.

These two new players have many problems, but they also have their own problems.

Alme was careless, but he was good at self-reflection, and such players would continue to improve.

Morriba is good at abilities, but he is too confident, and this confidence even harms the team. But the good thing is that Morriba is willing to argue with the opponent and the referee for the benefit of the team, and he still holds the momentum.

"Moreba needs strict training," said Old Tom, "and Alme, he needs some passion. Reflection is good, but at this time, he should argue a few words in any case, so as to put pressure on the referee's subsequent penalty."

Suotu nodded and said, "The lucky thing is that Lu Yang has these things. I believe Lu will teach them well!"

Sure enough, Lu Yang ran back from the frontcourt.

"Almei, it's okay, the problem with this penalty is not on you." Lu Yang came over and patted Almei on the shoulder, "But please agree to make the next defense, okay?"

"Okay." Alme nodded.

"Not enough! Tell me loudly, can you do your defensive work well next?" Lu Yang shook his head.

Alme gritted his teeth: "Yes!"

"It's still not enough. If you shout a little louder, can it be or can't!" Lu Yang hugged Almei's head with both hands and stared at him.

"Yes! Yes! How can I do it!" Almei was excited by Lu Yang's bloody voice, her voice was very loud, and her neck was red.

The AC Milan players watched it, as if they were seeing a psychopath.

But Lu Yang and Almei looked back and there was a bloody look in their eyes.

Many AC Milan players frowned and gave up the idea of ​​continuing to break through from Alme.

This kid is not exactly a soft persimmon.

Next time someone fouls in front of him, he can do anything like a naughty man.

Soon, Andres stood at the penalty spot.

Fifteen seconds later, AC Milan fans celebrated.

B-fee shot, ahhhh... Andres scored!

He completed his second score in his personal score and performed very well in this game!

Three to five!

AC Milan made it less ugly to lose.

Even in terms of their morale, you even think they actually have a chance to equalize the score.

With stoppage time, the game is nearly twenty minutes away.

There are many district teams in the world football world who are good at creating miracles.

For example, Liverpool last year.

For example, San Remo in the past two years.

For example, this year's AC Milan.

"Moreba!" Lu Yang called out Morriba when AC Milan celebrated briefly.

"Ah?" Morriba turned his head.

"Stop dragging the ball like that." Lu Yang said.

"Oh." Morriba did not reply very clearly, and then prepared to leave.

"Do you understand what I mean?" Lu Yang quickly walked in front of him and blocked his way.

"I understand." Morriba was a little impatient.

Don’t forget that he is nearly one year older than Lu Yang!

"If you understand, just repeat my meaning." Lu Yang said, "I want to be sure that you really understand my meaning. I don't want to see such low-level mistakes happen again!"

Morriba looked at Lu Yang and clenched his fists unconsciously.

He never spoke to him in Le Havre.

He has the same role in Le Havre and Lu Yang, and is the absolute darling in the team.

He is a player who can decide the level of the game.
To be continued...