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Chapter 335 Chapter 4 Stupid

Chapter 335 The Fourth Stupid

Although there are still nearly 20 minutes left in the game, it is obvious that after the sharpest sharp knife on the front line was restricted, they were indeed exhausted.

Especially in the case of the two headers created by the meal card combination, it made them feel lost and desperate.

He scored two out of four set kicks in the frontcourt. This kind of success rate is really too high, so high that it is frightening.

For any team, fouls are an indispensable means of defense, and no one dares to pat their chests to guarantee that there will be no data for even one foul in the entire game.

This is especially true for a team like Atletico Madrid who is stronger in offense than defense.In the past, when opponents counterattacked quickly, they often chose tactical fouls to prevent their opponents from rushing to the dangerous zone.This is not a big deal, the set kick is not a penalty, it is not so easy to score a goal.

But this point of view does not apply to Villarreal at all.This team doesn't seem to be playing football, it's more like playing basketball, and the alley-oop is called a Shun Liu.Yes, Cazorla passed the ball, and Fan Bizhuang shot. The former was an aerial pass, and the latter was a half-alley-oop. As for shooting... well, it was almost like a slam dunk.

This feeling of being constantly ravaged by opponents in the airspace is absolutely uncomfortable, and what's even more uncomfortable is that the tall defenders on one's side can't defend at all.When the success rate of the opponent's "alley-oop" is extremely high, how dare they give the opponent too many opportunities to set the ball?

Not giving the opponent a chance to position means that they must keep enough defensive players in the backcourt, but if there are too many players left behind, the offensive strength will inevitably be affected, and once they are counter-suppressed by the opponent on offense, the situation they face will be difficult. It will be even more difficult. You know, they are already two goals behind. If they don't attack, are they waiting to die?

Neither is the offense, nor is the defense, nor is there any foul.

This feeling of powerlessness made them realize that the general situation is over, and it will be difficult for them to recover in this game. The rhythm of the game is completely controlled by the opponent, and they can only be led by the nose by the home team.

Thinking that before the game, my side was clamoring to teach the submarine a profound lesson, and even to teach the other side a good lesson. Looking back now, I guess my face was swollen from the slap—or I was slapped by myself. Yes, this taste is really embarrassing and helpless.

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In the rest of the game, the scene was also considered exciting. Although Atletico Madrid knew that the general trend was over, they were still trying their best to attack, and Villarreal was unambiguous and continued to attack and attack.It's just that there was less passion on the scene, and when the overall situation was settled, neither side had the smell of gunpowder that would ignite at any point.

There is only one exception, and that is Aguero.He was still depressed, because Fan Bizhuang was still by his side all the time, making it extremely difficult for him to do anything.

"What the hell, we all agree, what are you still pestering me for?"

"Are you out of your mind? Can you stay away from me?"

"Brother, I'm scared! I'm really scared, will it work? What are you going to do, okay? We won't take you to play like this. If you don't play to death, I won't give up? I'll go~"

Aguero complained so much that he wanted to make a bow to Fan Bizhuang, begging him to let him go.He was really aggrieved in this game, not to mention scoring goals, he couldn't even shoot and break through well, why did things come to this point, he really just wanted to have a good game...

Just looking back at the young but extremely indifferent face following him, Aguero could only give up helplessly. This guy is really a lunatic!

Aguero made up his mind that if the two met again in the future, he would say nothing to provoke this single-minded guy, it was so fucking speechless.

As time passed, the cheers and singing in the stands became higher and higher, and the fans were waiting for the victory whistle, waiting for the end of the game, and they will return to the top three of the league.In a direct dialogue with their competitors, winning means that their hopes of stepping into the Champions League again are a little bit bigger.

No. 80 minutes, Pellegrini made a move to retreat. He used all three substitutions in his hand. The three main players of Riquelme, Senna and Rossi were all replaced. Wuba and Josico played to stabilize the midfield defense and protect the fruits of victory, while Fernandez played to redo the counterattack.

Atletico Madrid also made substitution adjustments. The two main players were replaced by two young substitute players.It is also an obvious signal that Aguirre, who knows that he has no way to recover, also gave up this game and spent the rest of his time training newcomers.

In the corner of the stand, Enrique in a black windbreaker stood up.

"Come on, Tito. There's nothing to see, we should go back."

"It's really nothing to see. Fan's two headers completely smashed the opponent into two hells. I have to say, this guy's header is really good. This is a must for the next time we meet again." An important point to pay attention to."

Vilanova wrote down this point in his notebook, and then drew two heavy lines with a pen to show his importance, then put away the notebook, thought for a while, and said, "However, don't we have to wait for the end of the game to leave? I thought you wanted to chat with that kid after the game."

"If you want to catch up with him, then we will stay." Enrique said with a smile, "Anyway, I didn't meet him at this time, and he must be the best player in this game. I don't want to see him pissed off. We'll see each other again in two weeks anyway, ha, I'm more interested in his scowl after the loss."

"It's very reasonable, and I'm looking forward to it. But I think it's impossible..." Vilanova also smiled, "With Fan's temperament, no matter how dissatisfied or unhappy, he will not Give you a chance to make fun of him."

As he spoke, he waved his hand, turned around and said, "But after you say that, I don't want to meet him now. It's only two weeks, see you on the field then."

"Then, see you on the field, kid!"

Enrique smiled and waved towards the field, even though he knew that Fan Bizhuang couldn't hear him.

The two laughed, put each other's shoulders on each other, and quietly left the love song stadium and the small town without anyone paying attention.

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Fan Bizhuang didn't know that his two old friends had visited the Love Song Stadium during the game, and he didn't know that his performance in this game was recorded. Even if he knew, he wouldn't care.

As his performance in the league has become more and more outstanding, he has long been on the "blacklist" of the remaining [-] teams in the league. No one will let go of the attention and research on the thickest thigh of the submarine, because Everyone knew that stopping Fan Bizhuang was equivalent to cutting off the submarine's torpedo muzzle.

But this is of no use. Fan Bizhuang is still Fan Bizhuang, who should score goals and assists.If because of the opponent's targeting and focus on taking care of him, he is lost to everyone, then the achievements of this player can only be limited, and there will not be much difference from ordinary professional players.

As long as you are improving, as long as you are constantly getting stronger, then all obstacles will not be obstacles!

Ninety and ten minutes later, the whistle sounded for the end of the game. Villarreal relied on the "meal card combination" to lock the score at 10:2 with two headers. They successfully defeated the strong enemy and scored three points .

After this game, Villarreal also overtook Atletico Madrid in the league standings, ranking third in the league with a one-point advantage.At present, their league points are 56 points, and they are only four points away from the second-ranked Barcelona.As for Real Madrid, let’s not mention it. The Galaxy Battleship is like a wild horse without a rein this season, rushing forward crazily, let alone Villarreal with ups and downs. Even Barcelona, ​​which is relatively stable, can only hold a candle to it.

If there is no big surprise for the league champion, it is destined to be taken back to the Bernabéu by the Galacticos.

Of course, these have nothing to do with Villarreal. Their focus is not on who will win the league title. What they care about is whether they can go to the Champions League next season after the end of the season.

Now it seems that their hopes of entering Europe are undoubtedly great. If they do not make too many mistakes in the remaining leagues, then it is not too difficult to stabilize their league rankings in the top four.

Fan Bizhuang and his teammates held hands and bowed together to express their gratitude to the fans present, while the fans at the scene paid tribute to their heroes with warm applause and cheers.

After the game, the atmosphere at the Ballad Stadium was hot and breezy, but an interesting scene was that Fernandez found the camera on the sidelines and yelled at the camera with a face full of constipation.

"I'm an idiot!"

"I'm an idiot!!"

"I'm really... an idiot!"

This is because he lost the bet with Fan Bizhuang.Of course, this is not the first time such a scene has happened at the Love Song Stadium. For this, the fans even have a long-lost "familiarity". Make a bet with Fan Bizhuang, and then... kill yourself.

It is said that the next day, newspapers put Fernandez's "constipated" expression and idiot behavior on the front page, and gave the Chilean a new nickname - "The fourth idiot in the stadium of love songs!"

(End of this chapter)