If you are a brother, come and play football

Chapter 55: Fans from the Royal Family (Please recommend and read)
Snapped--

As soon as Lu Deyang turned around, he shook his ankle and threw the ball out.

This time the pass was too concealed, Vialli was a step slow in starting, Baroni spread his legs and let the ball pass, Giuliani quickly jumped to the ground and pressed the ball under his body.

A cool breeze blows across the border.

Giuliani was surprised to find that his back was wet.

In just a few minutes of the opening, his emotions fluctuated drastically.

If playing football always remained this exciting, Giuliani suspected he would develop heart disease sooner or later.

"Are you okay, Mom?"

Harry asked worriedly when he noticed his mother almost fell.

His brother had been standing by the window without moving.

"It's okay, dear, I'm just a little tired of standing." The lady said gently.

"Okay, then you sit down for a while."

After Harry helped his mother sit down, he said, "Mom, is there any smell in the box?"

“Maybe it wasn’t cleaned properly.”

The lady said immediately, unable to help but blushing.

"Italians are so dirty," Harry complained.

"The Italians are trash!!!" Martin Taylor shouted in the live broadcast room: "If it was Gary Lineker, he would never miss such a wonderful pass. Even if it was young Alan Shearer, Napoli would be two goals behind now."

"Relax, Martin, it's just the beginning," Jim Beglin advised.

"Calm down? How can you ask me to calm down?"

Martin Taylor shouted: "Dejan dribbled past seven people, seven people! He almost sent the ball into the goal, but his teammates failed to meet his expectations. Perhaps this is the biggest impact of Mancini's suspension."

"I don't think Vialli is necessarily worse than Mancini. Among strikers playing in Italy, Van Basten should be better."

Although it is the first time to broadcast Samp's game live, the two commentators are already helping Samp consider the direction of recruiting players.

In their opinion, the Italian international striker is still not good enough.

British viewers watching on TV felt the same way.

It's the best league in the world, but the strikers are only at this level?

If they had seized one of the two chances, they could have celebrated that the team that the damn Argentine was on was falling behind.

"Sorry, Dejan, I didn't expect you to pass the ball so suddenly."

Vialli lowered his head and said, "I thought you would solve the battle yourself."

"fine."

Lu Deyang put his arm around his shoulders and walked back together.

Since his teammates trust Lu Qiuwang so much, what else can Lu Qiuwang say?
The main reason was that he couldn't adjust his center of gravity after two consecutive spins, so he chose to pass the ball.

Vialli trusted him a little too much. Even if Lu was a genius, he couldn't fight against Newton.

clap clap-

Boskov stood on the sidelines and kept clapping.

Ah.

What Mateus?
What Maradona?
What Roberto Baggio?

Geniuses also have different levels. As long as his team has the best talents, Sampdoria will have the last laugh.

Even though he came from the Balkan Peninsula, where talented players abound, he had never seen a more talented player than Lu Deyang.

Boskov felt that if Tchaikovsky or Zebets had been replaced by Lu Dejan, they would not have been eliminated by Czechoslovakia in the semi-finals of the World Cup in 1962.

They could even compete with the Brazil team that won the championship later, led by Garrincha and Vava.

"You go back too!"

Maradona said to Alemão.

"I'm going back?"

Aleman asked.

"Yeah, they can't defend against that number seven."

Maradona said: "If he continues to rush with the ball like this, we will definitely lose the ball."

"Who will pass the ball to you without me behind you?" asked Alemão.

"If no one passes the ball to me, I'll just dribble the ball myself." Maradona said with a smile: "I'm Diego Maradona!"

Aleman was stunned for a moment, then turned around and ran back.

Giuliano Giuliani kicked off from the backcourt and Napoli began to pass the ball forward.

With Maradona around, they are destined to be a team that values ground coordination.

Napoli and Sampdoria are somewhat similar in this regard.

It’s just that Lu Deyang, the core organizer on the wing, prefers a faster and more efficient offensive method than the current number ten players. After half a season, Samp’s overall passing speed has increased a lot.

Napoli's playing style is similar to Cruyff's Barcelona, except that the passing and pulling has turned into Maradona taking the ball and breaking through, with others nearby supporting him as wingmen.

Fossi found that Alemao had retreated very deep and wanted to dribble the ball forward himself.

"Pay attention to defense."

Alemão immediately reminded: "Diego asked us to reduce support."

Upon hearing this, Focci immediately made a diagonal pass to Napoli.

Pari pounced on him immediately.

Napoli got the ball and quickly passed it to Maradona.

Maradona prefers the right side, especially when he sees Lu Deyang, he immediately pulls the ball over.

This period of time has been compared together.

It is impossible to say that I am not angry.

Maradona, holding the ball, raised his eyebrows at Lu Deyang, and tried to break through with his right foot.

Lu Deyang quickly took a step forward to block the sideline, but Maradona stepped on the ball with his right foot and passed by him lightly and walked away.

hiss--

Do you really think King Lu has no temper?

It has to be said that having a low center of gravity is a great advantage when passing others on the court, as you can easily change direction without much movement.

Not to mention Lu, even if it was Baresi, he might not be able to steal the ball from Maradona in a one-on-one match.

After Lu Deyang chased back to the backcourt, Maradona made two consecutive dribbles, easily avoiding Lanner and Pellegrini and going straight to the bottom.

"Shoot!"

"Great! Maradona's shot from a small angle was easily caught by Pagliuca. Although this shot did not pose any threat, it still showed us the threat of Maradona. His personal ability is too strong."

Maradona walked back and spread his hands vigorously.

Careca immediately ran over with a smile, hugged Maradona's shoulders and comforted him: "Don't worry, Diego, there is still a long game, you are the best."

The Brazilian league's top scorer rejected many invitations and moved to Naples just to play with Maradona. His birthday is 25 days older than Maradona's, and he has always played the role of Maradona's good brother.

"I'm not in a hurry."

Maradona defended.

Careka put a little more force on his shoulders.

Haha, this guy is so stubborn.

A few minutes later, Lu Deyang once again passed four players in the penalty area, but unfortunately his final shot hit the post and bounced out, which made many people feel sorry.

Massimo Moratti's eyes lit up as he sat in the stands.

I increasingly feel that if we want to create a great international era again, we need the power of superstars.

He has watched it live many times, and Sampdoria's No. 7 is definitely the most suitable candidate.

The game on the field was a bit tense.

Both sides spared no effort in targeting each other's core players.

Only 20 minutes into the game, the number of sliding tackles on Lu Deyang and Maradona added up to nearly 20 times.

Maradona received a pass from his teammate just after he reached the center circle, and was tackled from behind by Carezzo who rushed up.

"Damn it, do you want to kill someone?"

Careca rushed back to the half court as soon as possible.

Lu Deyang went up and raised his hand to open Careka's right hand.

Players from both teams quickly ran behind the center circle.

"Get out of here, don't touch Dejan!"

Just as Aleman was about to reach out his hand, Pari pushed him away.

Luigi Agnolin ran over, blowing his whistle.

Too many people are paying attention to today's game, so the Italian Football Association contacted him in advance.

Finding the game a little out of control, he immediately showed a yellow card to Carezzo and warned: "Be gentle, I don't want to see anyone get hurt."

"It's not like I'm the only one defending like this."

Carezzo muttered.

Nowadays, players who are good at defensive dribbling all rely on tackling.

"Just say less. Winning is more important than anything else," Lu Deyang advised.

Don't get a red card for provoking the referee again.

Carezzo curled his lips, lowered his head and walked back.

Shortly after the restart, Maradona passed the ball to the front, Careca collided with Pellegrini while dribbling the ball, and the referee awarded a free kick.

Samp players rushed forward again.

This confrontation didn't reach that level at all.

Pellegrini himself is a well-known glass man.

"Stop the fucking bullshit and let them shoot free throws."

Boskov cursed.

The old coach rarely cursed.

He was afraid that the team's emotions would get out of control, so he reminded the players to resume the game as soon as possible.

Many people from Naples stood in front of the ball, but everyone knew that Maradona would definitely take the penalty kick.

Paluka was facing a formidable enemy in the penalty area, as Maradona was very good at free kicks.

Maradona, who was standing farthest away, took a run-up and kicked the ball out. The ball went over the wall and went wide of the post.

Paluka finally breathed a sigh of relief and slowly walked to the sidelines.

"Tee off for me!"

Hearing Boskov's voice, Paluka quickly ran two steps and got the ball before the caddy, then turned around and threw the ball.

The ball was thrown somewhat casually, and Lanner and Careca rushed towards the ball at the same time.

Marco Lanna jumped up and kicked the ball hard with his right foot.

boom--

I saw the ball flying quickly to the front court.

Dejan!

It’s Dejan!
Seeing Lu Deyang's position, Marco Lanner felt excited.

He was lucky, as the ball kicked out with interference went straight to the left side of the front court, where Lu Deyang was.

Baroni did not dare to be careless and kept looking up to observe the flight trajectory of the ball.

right here!

Lu Deyang determined the landing point immediately.

The opponent didn't rush to grab the ball, so this is an opportunity.

At the moment the ball was falling, Lu Deyang, who was well prepared, turned quickly, used the outside of his right foot to relieve the force, turned around and shook his ankle, throwing the ball into the penalty area behind Baroni.

Then he started immediately and ran towards the penalty area as soon as possible.

Damn, so fast!
Baroni turned around and chased after him, trying to knock Lu Deyang away.

But Lu Deyang suddenly accelerated and avoided his shoulder, causing Baroni to lose his position.

Baroni could only follow behind Lu Deyang.

Fortunately, my teammates are back.

It only takes a moment.

But the next second, Baroni's eyes widened.

He saw Lu Deyang chase the ball but did not continue dribbling, so he adjusted his right foot to an outward eight behind the penalty area line and hit it directly with the inside of his foot.

boom--

His eyes were fixed on the ball.

He was relieved to see the ball go straight to the post.

But he immediately took a deep breath again.

Giuliano Giuliani's position was close to the right side, very close to the direction of the ball, but Giuliani was able to touch the ball with his first dive.

Duang——

Jupiter, the king of gods, did not stand by Naples again. The ball hit the post and bounced hard towards the crossbar. After hitting the crossbar, it fell behind the white line.

The ball went in!

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