number one striker

Chapter 183 Halftime Lead
Caesar had nothing to do when the team was suppressed. Except for harassing Terry, Mikel and others, he could only stand and watch the show.

Even against giants such as Chelsea and Barcelona, ​​Mourinho never let Caesar return to defense.Therefore, Caesar has been thinking about how to break the opponent's suppression, so as to gain more opportunities to fight back.

He noticed that Chelsea often kicked Inter Milan's iron defense because of the lack of impact on the side. If they couldn't get in, they could only pass back.

And most of the time is given to Malouda on the left. He is fast and has good physical strength. Even if he has just penetrated to the bottom line, he can quickly come back to meet the pass from the midfielder.

Seeing Malouda running up and down, Caesar felt tired.

"Esteban! Esteban!" Caesar winked at Cambiasso. Just now Zanetti's foul gave Chelsea a free kick near the midfielder. He took the opportunity to run over to discuss something with Cambiasso.

"What's the matter with Luther?" The Argentine was exhausted. He has been getting faster and faster recently. Caesar maliciously guessed that maybe the air resistance is less after the hair is gone.

Caesar chattered, and Cambiasso hesitated a little.

"Would it be too risky? Malouda has a strong personal ability. If he is allowed to go around, there will be no one behind to fill his place."

Caesar said, "Don't worry, I have confidence in your ability."

Cambiasso muttered: "You can talk."

Lampard took a set kick and was pushed out by Lucio.

Then Caesar and Cambiasso moved towards Malouda in a sinister manner.

Eto'o retracement deep, and he is not the same as Caesar, was given the responsibility of defense by Mourinho.The Cameroonians are also very conscientious and have been participating in the defense with restraint.

Then he saw Caesar and Cambiasso surrounding him.

"What are you doing?"

Caesar hurriedly "hush", his eyes were very deliberate.

Cambiasso and Sneijder drove the ball to Malouda's side, Ballack gave it to the French full-back, and retreated back by himself.

Then he saw that Caesar and Cambiasso rushed over like crazy.

"careful!"

Caesar's speed was very fast, even faster than Barak's reminder.

Malouda saw a blue-black figure rushing towards him, flicked his ankle hastily, and dunked the ball, dodging Caesar.

"Leave the ball!"

Cambiasso also came up. Malouda deserved to be the main runner-up of the 06 World Cup. His reaction was quick. He immediately used his left foot to dial the ball, and with extreme operation, he dodged the Argentine.

"not good!"

Caesar thought the ball was a sure thing, but Malouda showed them both.

Before the Frenchman had time to relax, the third came up again.

After Eto'o saw Caesar's actions, he understood. Even though no one told him, Eto'o still filled in.

Malouda is not Maradona, he was cut off by Eto'o.

"Good job!" Caesar stepped forward immediately.

"It's not up to me!" Eto'o accelerated the sprint, Chelsea's backcourt was empty, and it was a good opportunity to counterattack!

Ballack went up to meet the Cameroonians, and Eto'o didn't bother to fight, and crossed Cambiasso.

The Argentine handed the ball to Milito without stopping, and the Inter Milan center protected the ball before giving it to the left.

Wide sea diving, sky high the birds to fly.

Caesar ran away, and no one could catch him.

Ivanovic was crushed by Caesar's speed just now, and now it is again.

Ancelotti thought it would be difficult for Caesar to deal with the Serbs in the offensive position, but he didn't expect that Inter Milan would score so soon, leaving his arrangement nowhere to go.

"Caesar sprints! Enter the restricted area!"

Inter fans cheered one after another, especially those fans who watched Caesar sprint, screaming constantly.

It was Terry's replacement again, and Caesar's impact again, and the two of them got together today.

"Stop him!"

Ancelotti finally couldn't help yelling, but the "Yida" in his mouth fell off and stuck to his clothes.

Caesar is a selfless person, and he faced Terry in the penalty area and did not have the confidence to score directly.

So Caesar took a step forward, causing Terry's center of gravity to loosen a little, and immediately passed back to the middle.

"Milito!"

"Burst shot!"

"Shit! Milito kicked it!"

The commentator couldn't hold back, and burst into foul language.

Sneijder, who followed him, played again, but the result was not strong enough, Cech held down the ball.

"Diego! What did you do!"

Caesar raised his hands to celebrate when Milito hit the goal, but his teammates kicked him, and Caesar fell to his knees.

Brother!I kneel down for you!
Meazza's sigh at that moment was amazing. Fortunately, it was Milito who made the mistake, and the fans would have scolded someone else.

Milito himself was also stunned. He looked at the sneakers and then the turf, and it seemed to be all right.

It seems that he himself was too excited and did not control the shape of his feet well.

The narrator has just been cocked in the earphones by the director, and now his voice is much quieter, but his tone is full of hatred for iron.

"This is a huge mistake by Milito! Otherwise, Inter Milan will lead 2:0!"

Ancelotti picked the chewing gum on the sweater and motioned the players to hold on.

"Don't give the ball to Florent (Malouda), get up and try to send the ball to the sideline." Lampard said to his teammates. Indeed, in the past half an hour, Chelsea seemed to have eaten the weight.

Kalaura went to the side, and Malouda stepped forward.In the last 10 minutes of the first half, Chelsea still maintained a strong desire to attack.

Top teams never change their tactics because of their opponents, so even if they are afraid of Inter Milan's counterattack, Chelsea still insist on attacking.

Drogba also became active, it was too uncomfortable to be stuck in the middle, there were people everywhere, and there was no way to attack.

As a result, Maicon on the wing was immediately pushed in by Drogba with his body. Although he was fast, his body was not as perverted as Drogba's and he couldn't handle it at all.

Drogba made a low pass from the bottom line to the penalty area, Anelka moved forward smartly and knocked with his heel.

Fortunately, Cesar was concentrating, and barely held the ball on the goal line, but he broke out in a cold sweat.

The two teams had offense and defense against each other, and the scene was very exciting. Before halftime, the final climax was set off.

First there was the counterattack of Caesar and Milito. If it wasn't for Caesar's last step, it would be another great opportunity.

Then Lampard broke through the middle and cooperated with Drogba to cut into the penalty area. The final shot missed the goal by a tiny bit.

Then, in stoppage time, Kalou broke into the penalty area, Samuel defended him closely, and Kalou fell to the ground.

Before he got up to complain, Caesar, who couldn't help but return to defense, yelled: "Diving! Diving! Give him a yellow card!"

Kalou immediately became angry, jumped up and shouted: "This is obviously a penalty! The yellow card is also for you!"

"Flip!"

"Penalty!"

As a result, the referee didn't blow the ball at all, and Lucio had already inserted it with the ball, and only Cesar was watching the two of them playing tricks in the penalty area.

Caesar and Kalou looked at each other, and at the same time, the whistle for the end of the first half blew.

(End of this chapter)