Chapter 52

Chapter 52

The second half begins and Chelsea has the ball.

Rooney and Ronaldinho were very excited and reached out for the ball. Tevez, who had just stolen the ball from Chelsea player Mikel, hesitated for a moment and finally chose to attack himself. He moved towards the opposite center with the ball, trying to find an opportunity, but after just a few steps, two Chelsea midfielders came over and gradually surrounded him.

Tevez looked up and glanced at Ronaldinho who was about to fly to the penalty area line, and without hesitation, he kicked the ball out.

Ronaldinho was very fast. Before Tevez passed the ball, Makelele followed Ronaldinho's defender but failed to catch up. After seeing Ronaldinho receive the ball, he gave up chasing and turned to run to the middle: the goalkeeper was Endrit, and Makelele could confidently say that this kid would not let Ronaldinho score twice, so he gave up chasing and ran to the middle to join Essien and Paul to build a defensive line.

No matter whether Endritt directly kicks the ball out or holds it in his arms and then kicks it out, with the two of them here to support him, the opponent will not get the chance to make a supplementary shot.

Although Ronaldinho is not at his peak yet, he is no longer someone that ordinary players can stop. Tevez knows that most people on the field, including himself, cannot make an effective interception in a high-speed pursuit, so he gives up decisively and watches Ronaldinho leave all the intercepting players behind as if he is in an empty space.

John Terry chased hard and when he reached the top of the arc, he was still one step away from Ronaldinho, so he decisively raised his foot and slid to make a tackle.

Ronaldinho was not at all flustered. He ignored John Terry's sliding tackle and just raised his leg and swung the ball straight into the far corner of the goal.

Here, on both sides of the top of the penalty area, Ronaldinho shoots thousands of times every day. Ronaldinho is confident that his shot just now, which was based entirely on muscle memory, is much better than the volley he made when he seized the empty opportunity in the first half. If nothing unexpected happens, his shot will hit the corner of the goal directly and bounce into the net!

This was a shot that the team had trained countless times, and Van der Sar couldn't stop it nine times out of ten at the beginning.

After Ronaldinho kicked the ball, he immediately looked up at Endrit who was not far in front of him. The latter rushed to his left as Ronaldinho's feet moved. The football hit the corner of the goal and bounced towards Endrit's chin. The latter supported himself with his left hand and pressed the football on the grass with his right hand.

“shit!”

Endrit looked up at Ronaldinho's angry face, chuckled, and then quickly got up from the grass and passed the ball to his teammate.

Ronaldinho turned and stepped back, feeling extremely regretful: Not only did the ball not go in, but it didn’t even hit Ritt’s face? hateful! I thought I had worked hard enough and would definitely be able to beat Ritter today, but I didn't expect that he is worse than before...

No, it's not that he is worse than before, but both of them have improved, but Ritter has improved more than himself, so he seems to be worse than before. This won’t do. He has to start practicing from tomorrow. No, he has to practice more after today’s game!

"Tevez, you should have given me the ball just now. He couldn't score even if you gave it to him."

Little Ronaldinho touched his ears and said nothing, listening to Tevez's somewhat angry voice ringing in his ears.

"Can't I just shoot the ball myself? And I didn't see you just now, okay?"

"I was just..."

Little Ronaldo quietly took his position, and ten minutes later he stole the ball from Shevchenko's feet, then passed it directly to Rooney, ran behind Rooney and helped him block two defenders, and finally watched him shoot directly towards the goalkeeper. The ball drew an arc in the air and finally fell steadily into Endrit's arms.

Little Ronaldinho couldn't help laughing out loud, but he didn't have time to say anything. After Endrit threw the ball, he aimed in the direction and rushed over. After jumping high, he used his head to redirect the ball towards the goal and completed a very quick shot.

Coach Ferguson on the sidelines nodded with great satisfaction, expressing his high approval of Ronaldinho's follow-up shot. However, before he could smile for a few more seconds, he saw Endritt jump lightly and slap the football away.

Ferguson pursed his lips and fell into deep thought: This famous young goalkeeper seemed to have something on his body.

Eight minutes later

Rooney's mood was not as good as the first time when he received the pass from Ronaldinho again. Although Ronaldinho just smiled and glanced at him when he turned back to defense after the follow-up shot, and said nothing else, Rooney felt that that glance made him more uncomfortable than countless swear words.

Rooney gritted his teeth, dribbled the ball past Ben Haim and immediately raised his foot to shoot.

The football, carrying Rooney's hopes, leaped high and flew towards the net, but Endrit broke its wings halfway through the flight and held it in his arms.

Endrit was unaware of how sad Rooney was at the moment. He held the football and glanced at Ronaldinho who was very close to him. Worried that he would make another shot, he put the football under his feet, made a fake move to kick to the left, and then kicked the football out from the middle.

Ronaldinho, Ferdinando and other players immediately turned around and chased back. Rooney, who was a step slower, stared at Endritt for several times before turning around and chasing back.

With five minutes left in the second half, Ronaldinho dribbled the ball straight into the game, volleyed a powerful shot from outside the penalty area, and the ball went straight into the goal.

Endrit failed to determine that it was a falling leaf ball at the first time, but when he realized it was a falling leaf ball, he immediately dived to the side, cleanly hit the ball out with the upper part of his left hand, and then quickly got up. He stared at the ball and ran a few steps to the left before jumping up and hitting the ball that Ronaldinho shot again out of the goal.

This time, the ball he kicked out was finally firmly protected by his teammates, leaving Ronaldinho no chance to make a follow-up shot.

Endrit breathed a sigh of relief and looked up at Xiao Xiao Luo, but the smile on his face was not as bright as the first time.

He thought about it and gave the man a thumbs up. The latter tried to put on a reserved smile before turning around and returning to his own half.

In the remaining few minutes, Chelsea still failed to seize the opportunity to score. After the two sides exchanged the ball several times, the referee blew the whistle to end the game. The Chelsea players on the field were all nervous and walked to the sidelines reluctantly. Not surprisingly, they received a "love education" from the coach.

"What the hell are you guys doing? How many times did you get into the opponent's penalty area during the whole game, huh?"

Mourinho took a deep breath and repeatedly told himself to stay calm. "No day off tomorrow. I want to see you training on the field before nine o'clock!"

"Okay, now go back to the locker room and be alert."

Ronaldinho, who had been observing silently, finally found an opportunity and waved to Endrit. Endrit silently slowed down his pace and fell to the back of the team. He tilted his head to look at Ronaldinho who was walking side by side with him, "Change jerseys, okay."

Ronaldinho immediately stopped and took off his jersey. Endrit waved his hand to stop him from taking off his clothes on the spot. "Go back to the locker room and change your own clothes before changing your jersey. Are you wearing clothes under your jersey?"

Endrit quickly glanced at Ronaldo's already exposed abdominal muscles, "You're not wearing anything."

Ronaldinho let go of his jersey, which was halfway taken off, and said, "No, but everyone does this..."

"They were just strangers exchanging jerseys with each other. What kind of relationship do we have? How can they compare with us?"

"That's true," Ronaldinho quickly accepted the reason, "By the way, I also want to ask how you train recently? Are you tired?"

Endrit started to talk more when he talked about this. "It's not that I'm tired. It's that I lie on the bed after training every day and wish the world would end the moment I open my eyes. Every morning at eight o'clock..."

"You've been training all this time? Without taking a break?"

Endrit shook his head and sighed rather melancholy, "You know, I still have a lot to learn. I'm young and can endure hardships and practice more now. When I get older, I won't be able to keep up with the physical training. It's not that I don't want to take a break, but it would be a big loss if I take a break now. After all, I have to learn these things sooner or later, right?"

Xiao Xiao Luo let out a more melancholy sigh, "You're right."

"There's a Chinese saying that translates to something like this: Why sleep all the time when you're alive? After all, you'll be sleeping all the time when you die."

"Ah?" Xiao Xiao Luo looked at Endrit in shock. "Isn't this too much?"

"That's how the college entrance exam is over there," Endrit patted his chest, "I tell myself every day that I'm a senior high school student now, and I have to train with that momentum."

Endrit held out his hand to Little Ronaldo, "What about you? Do you want to train with me?"

Ronaldinho struggled and hesitated for a long time. When the two of them were about to go their separate ways at the door of the locker room, he reached out and held Endrit's hand, "Okay."

After saying this, fearing that he would regret saying he was joking the next second, Ronaldinho immediately turned around and went back to his own locker room. As soon as he opened the door, he saw Coach Ferguson, who was looking at him with his arms folded and a smile on his face.

"coach?"

Little Ronaldo was confused, and Ferguson did not explain first. He took Little Ronaldo into the office before asking.

"Do you think Ritter has a chance to be the goalkeeper for our team next year?"

Xiao Xiao Luo: Huh?

On the other side, Mourinho also pulled Endrit to ask about Ronaldinho.

"I know it's a small chance, but is it possible that he could come and play for us at Chelsea?"

"Coach Ferguson will not let him go. Even if he wants to let him go, he will not let Ronaldo go to other Premier League teams. Isn't that aiding the enemy?"

Mourinho was a little annoyed. "Listen, you understand this, but why can't he explain it so convincingly?"

Does this mean that the chairman agrees that Cech should go to Arsenal as a goalkeeper? From a friend's perspective, Abu is really nice. But from a coach's perspective...

Endrit glanced at Mourinho, who looked unhappy, and reached out to pull him, "Coach, the chairman is here to watch the game today, so he won't come to the locker room later, right?"

Mourinho nodded slightly and patted Endrit on the shoulder. "Go in and change your clothes first. He probably won't come in person, but he should send an assistant."

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