Chapter 352 Cross Flower Arrangement Butterfly Step
The game has been held for 86 minutes, and Madibor led 2:0 at home, and the two sides played a bit dull. Manchester United was powerless, while Madibor stopped when he saw the good news. Zhuo Yang also consumed too much physical fitness because of confrontation with Keane.
Although he had lost half his life in training Keane, his thighs were a little heavy now, and he hadn't been so tired for a long time.
Almost everyone has... said that giving up is not suitable, it is called "retreating the army and retreating the army to wait for the future. There is only one exception. He is still running and calling hard, and he is still actively looking for opportunities.
Manchester United's 'captain' - Korean Park Ji-sung.
From the more than 70 minutes of replacement, Park Ji-sung reached out to ask for the ball like a chicken blood. He ran around the field in front, back, left and right, and put a wheel under his feet to the little Nezha. Not only did he ask for the ball, but he didn't even have to ask for the ball.
He was calling out to direct his teammates to run, regardless of whether his teammates could understand his country-like English. He pointed at him, and he really lacked a stick in the hand of the elderly traffic police.
No one paid attention to him!
Manchester United people are too lazy to pay attention to it, they are just blind commanders, regardless of their position and technical characteristics. They command for the sake of command. If they dare to listen to him, they will be beaten to death by the Lord. Of course, the Madiborg people are too lazy to pay attention to him. Manchester United runs away and wants to be so desperate.
, Besides, I just want to think about it...how to do it?
Zhuo Yang was not at all concerned about his own affairs, but after listening to Korean English, "Wuli Wala Oujilaba", I really felt it was noisy, so I wanted to go up and guard against him and let this guy shut up.
Khedira saw what Boss Zhuo meant and also saw that he was already very tired at this time.
"Brother Zhuo, you rest, I'll go, I'll teach him how to be a human being."
But Khedira didn't expect that Park Sanli was so good at running. In addition, he just started playing, Gululu came over and rushed over. He chased him a few times and almost overdrawn himself. Khedira was shocked, no
If you are stubborn again, the game is not over yet, and you are responsible for the midfield and cannot be missed.
When Zhuo Yang saw that Hedira was defeated, he could only bite the bullet and go on his own, and wondered whether he would let him go, leaving no matter what. While he was hesitating, Uncle Slag adjusted and replaced him.
Klopp was also annoyed when he looked at Park Ji-sung chattering, but that was all. But the mad dog Rand ran over and said, "Sir, sir, let me go and let that Korean shut up."
He was ready to rub his hands.
Uncle Zha thought it was the same. It was time to replace him, and Zhuo Yang was obviously showing signs of fatigue. What if he was injured?
"Well, what you said makes sense, it's time to replace someone. OK, you..." Uncle Scratch is so bad!
Rand immediately stated: "I let no one of them passes the 30-meter line, and I will do whoever passes!"
Uncle Zha: "Okay, go and call Sasha and ask him to replace Zhuo Yang."
Rand: "…"
"...Uncle Zha, what about me?"
"Oh, see if the water dispenser is full, everyone will definitely be thirsty when it is over in a while."
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Amid the tsunami-like cheers of the whole audience, Zhuo Yang personally put his armband on the right arm of Rock Delas, and then he applauded the fans who doted on him and walked down the scene. He hugged and handed over the meeting with Ritter
, hugged Uncle Scrap, hugged Rand, hugged everyone.
He won two goals in this game again, Madibao occupied a favorable position in Group D of the Champions League, and the situation of qualifying in the group was bright.
So Klopp's on-the-spot adjustment was very good. He asked Ritter, who could play back and midfielder to replace the '9th and a half' Zhuo Yang. After Sasha Ritter came on the court, he followed the instructions of Uncle Slag.
Standing in the front midfielder position, he was naturally not asking him to plan the attack. There was not much time left, 2:0 was enough for Madiburg, so there was no need to put in hard work in the offense. Ritzha was in the frontcourt, just in that position
The top can use his clever interception consciousness to block Fletcher, who has the best ability to shoot in the Manchester United midfield, preventing Fletcher from providing assistance to Ronaldo and Rooney on both sides.
Of course, Park Ji-sung was also blocked in the backcourt and was just a rabbit.
The Korean king was forced to retreat step by step by step by step by step by step by step by step by step, and could only move before the back line. So the game came to the 86th minute that was remembered by all Madiborg people thereafter.
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Park Ji-sung brought the ball and still pointed at everyone to run away. He didn't care whether anyone was listening or not. He was having a lot of fun by himself and was possessed by a drama genius.
"You, go and talk..." Grandpa Mo said.
Mertesack knew that there was no hope for the game, but this was the Madiburg he loved, the eternal Madiburg in the deepest part of his heart. He really wanted to leave something for those who have always loved him here. Today, Grandpa Mo
The performance is not about how bad it is, but there is no selling point. When I come here, I don’t have anything worth remembering.
"Give me the ball." Grandpa Mo hooked up at Park Ji-sung, and he decided to get the ball first.
"I still think you should go and talk first..."
"Idiot! Give me that fucking damn ball!!" A roar directly scared Park Ji-sung out of baldness, and Lilisuo kicked the football over.
Grandpa Mo took the ball and pulled it back and turned around, and bypassed Gomez who rushed from behind. Then he bowed and bowed, and looked up at the old lover Gomez in front of him. The two of them were their own.
The good friends were two meters apart, and they calmed down like this.
What is he going to do? Everyone was puzzled.
Suddenly, my grandfather moved. His right foot was shaking his soles around the top of the football, and his left foot followed closely to the front and knocked on the football lightly. He stopped quickly and then swayed again and again. He misstepped the football, and he pulled it back and forth, left and right.
It was dazzling and I couldn't see the truth clearly. The whole person was dancing like a butterfly spirit.
Gomez's legs became weak and he almost knelt down for the old lady. He shouted loudly from the stands.
——Zhuo Yang’s fancy skills: Cross flower arrangement, butterfly steps!
Grandpa Mo completely imitated his brother Zhuo Yang's unique skills, and Wei Miao Wei Qiao. Zhuo Yang jumped up from the bench and applauded her grandfather with a smile.
This action is so familiar. From coaches to players, from staff to fans, there is nothing unclear about this. This is Zhuo Yang's unique skill in abuse. He has countless legs that have been abandoned under the cross flower arrangement.
Gomez looked at the brother in front of him who had known since childhood. He understood what he meant, Zhuo Yang also understood that every Madiborg present understood.
Per Mertsack, who has always been steady and wise, uses his sudden show of tricks, uses his coquettishness that he has always suppressed in his heart, and uses his dancing to tell everyone--the Six Swordsmen are always in my heart, and Madiburg is always in me
In my heart, all of you will always be in my heart.
Mario Gomez is much more sexy than Mertesack, but at this moment he just wants to cry; Jurgen Klopp hates men as children, but at this moment he just wants to cry.
It was only a year and a half, when I left, the boy in white had already fallen into the vicissitudes of goodbye. I only saw you being so arrogant on the field, but who can understand the bitterness of your wanderer?
The shouting in the stands called out Mertesacker's name, as if he was the captain of the tall and young team of young people back then, and the boy next door who was racing happily on the streets of Hanover on a bicycle.
Chapter completed!