Soccer: The Road to Extraordinary

Chapter 494
It was the visiting team Atletico Madrid who completed the first goal.Although it was a long-range shot that failed to hit the frame, it reflected their determination to win without fear of the home team.

"It's not easy to play this game." Yan Feng said silently.It was only the first time to defend against an opponent's offensive, and he already felt a strong fighting spirit and a good state from his opponent.

In previous matches, when Yan Feng faced Griezmann, he often took advantage of his physical advantage.But this time, it seemed that the opponents who participated in the attack were very dedicated and their steps were very brisk.And more importantly, the opponent's momentum is very strong.

In football games, apart from real strength, the strength of momentum also often affects the process and result of the game.

As the long-term third child in La Liga, Atletico Madrid's strength is beyond doubt to be able to secure this position.Even now that the Granada team has changed its face and its strength has risen to a higher level, it does not have an overwhelming advantage.In fact, no matter whether it is Real Madrid or Barcelona when they face Atletico Madrid, no one dares to say that they will definitely win.

Today's Atletico Madrid team is also very pragmatic. They chose a more balanced 4231 formation for the away game.If a blow fails, they will immediately retreat quickly.

When goalkeeper Ochoa put the ball in place, Atletico Madrid had already stood in their defensive positions.

Ochoa chose to kick the ball to the defender.Since Modric joined, he has rarely chosen to open his feet.

The defender Ingarson quickly kicked the ball to Yan Feng, and Yan Feng hesitated after observing the surrounding area, but still chose to hand the ball to Modric to handle.

Amid the chanting of the fans, Modric once again handled the ball calmly.After handling the ball, he continued to move forward.

Lin Fan quickly stepped forward to participate in the attack again, Yan Feng could only choose to hold back to protect again when he saw this.

The Granada team still wanted to patiently organize the attack as before, but this time, the Atlético Madrid team suddenly accelerated and pressed very resolutely.

The opponent suddenly accelerated the pace, which increased the psychological pressure on the Granada team.What is more serious is the fierceness of Atletico Madrid's defense.

When Modric stepped forward to touch the ball for the second time, he was swept down by Patel behind him without even stopping the ball.

Patel made the first foul, but he was not punished.And the payoff for a foul was to disrupt Granada's build-up.

"They are going to target the Magic Flute." Seeing this scene, Yan Feng frowned, and immediately realized that Atletico Madrid was deliberately targeting Modric.Now everyone knows that Modric is the core of Granada's offense.If he can limit his performance, it will definitely affect the offense of the Granada team.The game hadn't started much, and there were unnecessary fouls.The purpose is already very obvious.

Yan Feng discovered Atletico Madrid's purpose, but he didn't say anything to Modric.He felt that Modric must be used to this kind of situation.The latter certainly has a way of dealing with the situation.

But soon, Yan Feng realized that his thinking was too simple.Modric does have enough experience to deal with this situation.But the problem is that Atletico Madrid's fierce defense is not just for Modric alone.It's that Atletico Madrid is very fierce in defense against anyone.It can even be said to be rude.

Granada kicked off and re-attacked, and soon Martial was brought down on the wing.A direct and rough collision caused Martial to roll several times.

"I copied, what are they trying to do?" Seeing that the opponent's actions were rough, Yan Feng began to feel a little dissatisfied.He immediately complained to the referee who called the foul. "The referee asks you to pay attention to their actions, they are very rough."

After the referee glanced at Yan Feng, he didn't say much.

Yan Feng didn't care when he saw that the referee didn't express anything. He complained that the referee's main purpose was to put pressure.Seeing that Martial quickly got up by himself, Yan Feng gave up the idea of ​​asking.

The two fouls in a row let everyone see the fierce attitude of Atletico Madrid today.This made Granada's frontcourt players pay more attention when attacking.

Under the fierce defense of Atletico Madrid, Granada's offense returned without success again.

When it was Atletico Madrid's turn to attack, Granada also quickly stood up on the defensive.Atletico Madrid organized a wave of attacks, but it was also ineffective.

The offense and defense were switched, but soon, Granada's offensive organization was damaged.Modric was knocked forward before the ball even reached his feet.

This time it was not Patel who attacked Modric, but Gabi.

Yan Feng raised three fingers to complain to the referee, but the referee did not say anything again.This made Yan Feng very dissatisfied.But there is no way.

Seeing that Modric was targeted, after the re-kick-off, his teammates did not give him the ball to organize.Lin Fan stood up to organize, but he suffered a strong impact as soon as he got the ball.Lin Fan struggled to pass the pass to Mahrez.

Mahrez came by himself, but under the opponent's rough defense, he quickly lost the ball.

After losing the ball, Mahrez was very dissatisfied and complained to the referee that the opponent's actions were unfriendly when defending him.

Atletico Madrid didn't care what Mahrez's expression was, and directly launched a counterattack.

This time, Granada's frontcourt players failed to return in time, and Atletico Madrid quickly crossed the halfway line.The Granada team is just the back line and Yan Feng in front.

Yan Feng stepped forward to block at the first time, but this time Atletico Madrid invested a lot of troops, and Yan Feng's defense was fruitless only by splitting the ball.

After a few passes, Griezmann took the ball and faced Longban's defense.Facing Longban, Griezmann made a strong breakthrough confidently.Longban, who is tall but not fast, can't defend against the flexible and fast Griezmann.

Griezmann almost broke into the penalty area and faced the goalkeeper. Fortunately, Yan Feng arrived in time, so Griezmann had to hit the goal in advance.The latter hastily hit the door, which was blocked by Ochoa.

Atlético de Madrid's corner chance.However, the fully defensive Granada team did not allow Atletico Madrid to seize the opportunity.

After regaining possession of the ball, the Granada team was much more cautious in launching an attack this time.But despite deliberately avoiding Atletico Madrid's fierce interception, Modric was kicked down by Correa after completing a one-two with Mahrez on the wing.

"I'll copy!" This time, Yan Feng couldn't do it anymore, and rushed towards Correa directly.This foul was a bit too much, and the soles of the shoes were exposed.

"Send Q, your mother, do you want to abolish him?" Yan Feng yelled at Correa angrily, and when he scolded, he sprayed his mouth all over the latter's face.

"What do you want? Chinese guy?" Correa, who was sprayed on his face, did not show weakness, and turned to Yan Feng with a fierce expression.Even his face turned to Yan Feng's.

"Believe it or not, I abolished you?" Yan Feng pushed his chest forward.

"SHIT! Chinaman, what are you talking about?" Correa also pushed back.

Seeing that Yan Feng and Correa had found Ding Niu, other people on both sides rushed over one after another, pointing at each other and spraying each other.

"Guys in Madrid, are you underappreciated~~~"

"Shut up, you rednecks~~~"

The referee quickly came to intervene in the middle, which prevented the further development of the situation.

Seeing the referee coming, Yan Feng stopped making trouble.It's no good if you make too much noise.

"Magic Flute. Are you okay?" Yan Feng turned to ask Modric who was still sitting on the ground.Since Modric came to the team, after getting familiar with him, Yan Feng followed the domestic fans and called him the magic flute.

At first, Modric wondered why Yan Feng called him that. Several times he thought that Yan Feng called him wrong and wanted to teach Yan Feng the correct name.After Yan Feng explained the origin of the magic flute, Modric readily accepted Yan Feng's name.

"Yan, thank you. It shouldn't be a big problem. It's a flaw." Modric thanked.He understood that Yan Feng rushed over to stand up for him.

"That's good." Yan Feng reached out to Modric.

"Thank you." Modric put his hand up.

After Yan Feng pulled Modric up, he said: "Magic Flute, be careful. They are targeting you on purpose. Be careful not to be hurt by them."

"Well. I know." Modric frowned.

Yan Feng didn't continue to say anything.At this time, the referee called him over and asked him to accept his verbal mediation with Correa.

Yan Feng glared coldly at Correa, and seeing that the referee had no other indications after speaking, he couldn't help but said, "Referee, shouldn't he be given a card?"

"You should know, he just had his shoe spikes on."

The referee frowned, but still didn't intend to play a card to Correa. "How to judge, I have something on my mind. Now, you go back to me and prepare to re-match."

"Heh." Yan Feng sneered helplessly, then had no choice but to walk away shaking his head.

"This doesn't play cards. The scale is big enough. Who wouldn't want to be violent?" Yan Feng thought to himself as he walked.

After a skirmish, the game resumed.But when Atletico Madrid didn't collect the embalmers, they still moved a lot.In the end, the Granada team's offensive failed under the opponent's big defense.

Back on the defensive end, facing Atletico Madrid's offense, this time, the Granada team no longer stopped.Defensive action also began to grow.

This action intensified, and the anger on both sides could no longer be suppressed.The competition began to heat up, and the confrontation became more and more intense.

In football matches, fierce competitions are often not accompanied by wonderful performances.The scene is hot, more so that the game becomes less smooth, and it will also fall into a vicious spiral of fouls.

Scenes of people turning their backs on their backs began to appear continuously, and the efficiency of offense became lower and lower.Unknowingly, the two sides became a little vindictive.

"Come on, Granada, kill these guys!" Atletico Madrid's fierce action also aroused the dissatisfaction of the home fans.

The cheering of the fans intensified the fierce confrontation on the field.

"Beep!"

"Beep!"

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The whistle in his mouth kept blowing, which made the referee start to sweat coldly.

"Beep~beep~~" After the referee gave a long whistle, he looked around the court with some guilt.

"What? The game is over?" Yan Feng was taken aback when he heard the whistle that was different from a foul.The first half ended so quickly, he couldn't even react.

"Why is the first half over?" Yan Feng couldn't help looking up at the screen on the sidelines.The screen did show the end of the 45 minutes of the first half.The score was 0:0.
Yan Feng began to think back to himself in all the previous games.Since the conflict with Correa, it seems that the two sides have fallen into mutual fouls.

Yan Feng found that apart from all kinds of foul scenes, there were no other wonderful offensive or cooperative pictures in his mind.

"I copied." Yan Feng felt as if his head was a little hot.

Yan Feng looked down at the captain's armband on his left arm, and frowned.It seems that I have lost my job.

After returning to the locker room, Yan Feng saw that Pirlo's face was not very good.It seems that he was very dissatisfied with his performance in the first half.

"Damn, these Atlético Madrid guys, really killed them."

"What the hell! I just took a few hits."

"I gave Ke Kai a secret. He'll feel better ```"

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Yan Feng saw that many of his teammates had sullen expressions on their faces, spouting gunpowder-smelling words from time to time.

Pirlo's face was cold, and he slammed the table.

"Bang Bang~"

Everyone looked at Pirlo in astonishment.

After Pirlo glanced at everyone, he spoke in a low voice. "The Atlético guys are very rough, dirty and irritating!"

"Yes. It's too dirty." Someone among the players responded.

"I am very annoyed by the opponent's performance. But I am also very unhappy by your performance. I am a little angry." Pirlo said with a bad face.

After hearing the following sentence, everyone should not follow suit.

"Do you know why I'm angry?" Pirlo glanced at the players, and those who were swept by him could not help bowing their heads.

"Because you were led into rhythm by your opponent, into a trap of violence. You lost your rhythm."

"What are our strengths? Smooth coordination and quick ground penetration. Now tell me, how many times did you organize such tactics in the first half?"

Pirlo's question stopped everyone.Because when you think about it, you really haven't kicked out your own characteristics.

Listening to Pirlo, Yan Feng naturally hinted at the problem.As the captain, he has the responsibility to stand up.

"I'm sorry, sir. In the first half, I didn't do my captain's duty. That's my responsibility."

Seeing Yan Feng, the captain, standing up and apologizing, Pirlo nodded.Said that he accepted Yan Feng's confession.

Pirlo glanced at the crowd again, and then said slowly. "The responsibility of the first half is not the responsibility of the captain alone. You are all responsible. In the second half, I don't want everyone to continue to be led by the opponent."

"I don't want to see jealousy and revenge. I just want to see everyone calmly treat their roughness, and then beat them with superb tactics. Break through their defenses and break their goals!"

"Yes. The coach is right." Yan Feng agreed.

"I hope everyone can do it. Now, let me arrange the tactics~~~"

(End of this chapter)