i am beckham

Chapter 234 The male gods fight, Zola steals the house

The two teams only played back and forth at the beginning of the game, and some people in Italy were yellowed. Maldini on the coach's bench couldn't sit still.

He ran to the sidelines to comfort Di Matteo: "Focus on offense, and the defensive task can be properly left to Paul!"

Maldini on the sidelines still didn't realize that his father had given him the blame, and he was still stroking his hair.

England sent a free kick in the backcourt. Gary Neville kicked it to the right of the frontcourt without thinking about it.

This is a tactic that the England team formulated before the game. It is to stare at the Italian team's left kick, because Cannavaro, who is 1 meters tall, is not reliable compared to Gary Neville.

When the free kick was sent, McManaman rushed to the landing point, took off with all his strength and prepared to head the ball back.

The Italian team put two centers, Shearer and Le Tissier, in the penalty area, just to take the lead and smash the difficult Italian defender.

Needless to say, England's legendary center Shearer's attacking ability, another center Le Tissier is also a great god, and his ability is also very good, but it is a pity that he has never left Southampton in his entire career.

His strength is not bad, at least not lost to Sheringham.

When he retired, the fans commented on him very domineeringly: "Southampton has two symbols, the first is the Titanic, and the second is Le Tissier."

It can be seen that this buddy is not an ordinary person.

This is a free kick tactic prepared by the England team in advance. As long as McManaman can head the ball into the penalty area, the two center forwards will smash their bodies and open a gap in Italy's defense.

McManaman's timing of his jumps is well-timed and, like many English players, he has a natural talent for finding landing spots.

The moment the football came flying, he raised his head vigorously and headed the ball behind him. Anyway, the two buddies in the frontcourt have a hound-like sense for high balls.

But the moment he hit the ball, he clearly felt that someone was behind him and abruptly blocked his header back.

Costacurta?
Impossible, he doesn't have the courage to run out of the penalty area to compete for the top.

Ferrara?
No, he's on the right.

Is it
A bad premonition welled up in McManaman's mind, and he turned around in disbelief. Cannavaro had obviously just fallen from the ground, and he was buffered on the ground.

He tossed his hair embarrassingly amid the exclamations of the fans, and his elegant temperament was gone.

Cannavaro's jumping ability also shocked Beckham. I watched the whole process and witnessed how the short Italian central defender with an official height of 1 meters came from behind, and finally hit the ball half a head higher than McManaman.

To be honest, he felt that this guy's explosive power was no worse than those black and hard, it was a bit explosive.

Maldini ran for a long time to catch up with the football, and as soon as he stopped the ball, Beckham forced him up.

The 28-year-old Maldini, who was in the prime of his career, poked the ball forward along the wing when Beckham was pressing up, and then went around to the right of Beckham.

Beckham turned around and chased after him, secretly admiring in his heart, the opponent's move just now was completely accurate, he forced him to lean forward, and the fire was really well controlled.

He has seen a lot of side players who use explosive power to score and eat people with speed, but players who play skills and use rhythm to score are really rare.

Beckham turned around and rushed over, approaching the distance between the two of them in an instant.

Maldini glanced at Beckham and secretly wondered in his heart, he was so slippery and not slow in scoring the ball just now, how could this kid catch up to him after running a few meters.

He was already up to speed, but suddenly slowed down the second he touched the ball.

He believes that as long as he leads forward one more time, he will be overtaken by the young man in the opposite position, which would be too embarrassing.

So Maldini chose the next best thing, stopped suddenly to make Beckham brake in embarrassment, and then changed to dribble the ball diagonally. At that time, there was a smooth road in front of him. He waited for the kid to chase him back before he distributed the ball, and his temperament was under control.

Thinking of this, a smile appeared on Maldini's face unconsciously.

This kid is still too immature and has too little contact with high-level players in the Premier League. He should be allowed to accept the beating of international football. How can I say that I am better than him?
Wait, why did this kid stop?

Just when Maldini had already planned his action plan three seconds later in his mind, Beckham's anxiety made his train of thought suddenly incoherent.

What surprised him was that not only was Beckham not thrown out, but he was also killed on the wing.

For a brief moment, the embarrassment on Maldini's face replaced the smile, followed by another awkward smile.

Beckham looked at the other party proudly, don't think that you are the only one who is smart, you knew from the moment you just made an emergency stop.

Maldini instinctively interpreted Beckham's smile as provocative, and a trace of anger welled up in his heart instantly.

He originally wanted to turn around and turn around, but suddenly changed his mind.

Maldini held Beckham with his arms and was about to carry it, trying to use his body to kill a "bloody road".

Of course, Beckham couldn't let him slip through so easily and take half a step forward against the opponent's strength.

Seeing two people tearing apart on the sidewalk, there was joyful cheering from the adjacent stands. If you carefully distinguish, you will find that the female fans are the mainstay of the sound source.

Professional football games in England basically use professional football fields. There is no runway between the fans' stands and the stadium.

Sitting in the front row of the stands and watching the game, the expressions on the players' faces can be seen clearly, and the effect of watching the game is unbelievably good.

Unexpectedly, the stands at Wembley Stadium shorten the distance between female fans and handsome guys, making it easier for them to observe handsome guys playing football at close range. This is simply a benefit for female fans.

The male fans clamored for Beckham to crush Maldini, while the female fans basically lost their ground and screamed.

The face value of the two teams played one-on-one on the wing. First they fought for a wave of speed, and then began to fight hand-to-hand.

Fighting between male gods is the favorite part of female fans.

At this moment, Maldini and Beckham are still entangled, and he has almost been squeezed out of the sideline by the heartthrob.

Old Maldini was a little bit heartbroken watching his son insist on arguing with the young man for a while. He is almost thirty, and he is still so unstable in how to do things.

Maldini doesn't care about this, he just wants to fight Beckham to the death.

She loses a little bit in appearance, but her strength must be controlled to death.

The chemical reaction between the good-looking creatures made the players of the two teams at a loss. Should they help or not?

It would be embarrassing if he left his post without authorization and was taken advantage of.

What's more, these two coaches fought hand-to-hand on the sidewalk for several seconds, which must be the subject of various football programs, and I went up rashly to set off these two people.

Shame is not the way to lose.
Amidst the cheers of tens of thousands of fans, Maldini suddenly sank and leaned back hard. The Italian team got really angry and insisted on using their body to push Beckham away.

Coincidentally, Beckham was also a little annoyed by Maldini's stalking. He almost used his upper body to exert force while the opponent was exerting force, in order to push the opponent out of the sideline with the ball.

Maldini's face showed some ferocious expressions, and he didn't care about expression management at the moment, he just wanted to do his best to carry the opponent forward and backward, and then it would not be too late to be elegant.

As the two needle points collided with the wheat awns, screams erupted from the nearby stands.

Maldini gritted his teeth and slammed back, but it felt like he hit a wall, and he knew who was behind him, so this feeling brought him great frustration.

Immediately afterwards, an irresistible force came from behind, Maldini lost his balance instantly, leaned forward and rushed out of the sideline, he subconsciously grabbed something backwards, and was knocked out
At the last moment when his body lost his balance, he slammed the football back with all his strength, and then lay face down on the lawn.

The Maldini flew out, and the football hit Beckham's leg and flew out of the touchline.

Beckham clutched his chin, thinking that this guy had a lot of little tricks. He first hit his chin with his head, then pulled himself with his hands, and finally kicked a football onto his leg and out of bounds.

The old Yin is more than one, and the appraisal is complete!

The first thing Maldini did when he was lying on the ground was to turn around and look at the linesman. After confirming that it was an Italian throw-in, he finally smiled.

This round is considered a tie!

The smile returned to his face, and his expression gave Beckham a lot of inspiration: Look at his ability to adjust his mentality, this is a world-class player, and he can smile so brightly in such an embarrassment!
Maldini took the football and threw it into the field. Paul Ince took advantage of the momentum and knocked the rhythmic Albertini to the ground.

The football hit Maldini's feet again by mistake, and Beckham forced it up again. The Italian team failed to complete the sloppy routine, and was forced to the sideline again, and it was another hand-to-hand fight.

This time he really didn't want to lie on the lawn again, and he passed the ball back unwillingly.

Handsome guys like to be clean, but the sideline of the court is not a place to feel. Many players spit on the ground when they throw the ball in bounds. Who knows if there will be someone else's saliva on their bodies just now?
Maldini quickly put aside this disgusting idea and continued to devote himself to the game.

He also figured it out now, even if he didn't make any achievements on the left in the first half, he would definitely be able to drag Beckham down in the second half.

Everyone is handsome, how many temptations will a handsome green guy who is sought after by thousands of people have to suffer.

Judging from the confrontation just now, it can only prove that this kid is not a silver-like pewter.

For young people, it is normal to be in good health, but after all, a football match lasts for 90 minutes. The comparison is not about the length of time, but to see who lasts longer.

Maldini is confident that he can drag Beckham down. He has watched the football clips of the other side. Generally speaking, he is a young man with good footwork and good explosive power, but these two indicators must be based on abundant physical fitness.

He believed that as long as he continued to consume Beckham's physical energy, England would return to English football in the second half sooner or later.

The two played one-on-one for two or three rounds in a row. The other Italian players couldn't bear it. They stood on the sidelines and watched for a long time, with almost no sense of presence.

The next pass they received was over the grass of the Italian team, directly allowing Di Matteo to single out Gary Neville.

And Gary, who has always wanted to prove himself, is like a fighting dog. He just bites Di Matteo. Seeing that the Italian left forward didn't get any advantage, the old Maldini can only sigh on the sidelines.

The main offensive tactics carefully drilled before the game are yellow.
In the next game, the Italian players were obviously led by the English players. The two teams played long passes for nearly 10 minutes, causing the coaches on both sides to run to the sideline and roar.

The Italian team calmed down first, and they began to pass the ball to Roberto Baggio.

Although Prince Melancholy lost most of his godhead after missing a penalty kick in the World Cup final two years ago, his strength should not be underestimated.

His confrontation ability is far inferior to that of Pierce, but he has a strong sense of rhythm with the ball. As long as he is head-on one-on-one, Pierce can't stand it.

Seeing that Baggio, who has no speed, beat Pierce to death, England's Batty made up for it, and the first time they met was a explosive shovel.

Although he accurately shoveled the ball, it still aroused the dissatisfaction of the Italian players. Ferrara came up to get him, and the game was delayed by 1 minute.

In order to calm the anger of the Italian players, the referee gave Italy a free kick in the frontcourt.

Robert Baggio stood in front of the ball. He squinted his eyes and glanced at the black central defender Campbell, making a plan in his heart.

He took a free kick immediately after the referee blew the whistle, and the football fell suddenly after flying out. After landing on the edge of the penalty area, he quickly jumped forward and hit the England defense once by surprise.

Casiraghi supported Campbell with his body, trying to get the ball in the penalty area. The two stalemate for a while, and Campbell's strength prevailed, and he pushed Casiraghi to keep moving forward.

As long as this rhythm is maintained, there is no difference between the Italian striker's stop and clearance.

Campbell's small abacus jingled, but things did not develop according to his expectations. When the football flew, the Italian striker suddenly gave way to the football.

Campbell groaned inwardly, it was too late for another kick, and the football missed.

Zola, who was at the back point, suddenly appeared, one step ahead of Gary Neville, and headed the goal ahead of the opponent.

The position of his shot has reached the small penalty area, and Seaman tried his best to save it, but it was still to no avail.

0 to 1, the England team fell behind the Italian team at home shortly after the opening.

Hoddle looked at his watch, only 13 minutes had passed.

The England team made a fierce operation, but it turned out that Italy succeeded in a sneak attack.

And the female fans in the stands were stunned, the male gods watched the fight well, why did the other side score a goal after attacking once?
We are here to watch the male gods fight, can you spread the story of the male gods more! ?

Beckham's smile was awkward, and he felt busy for a long time without any sense of accomplishment.

Not far away, Maldini smiled brightly: everything is under control!

(End of this chapter)