Chapter 11 Someone, come and feed Ibrahimovic some cake!

During the half-time break, several players who performed poorly were substituted.

Although they were unwilling, they could only regret their poor condition today and obey Mourinho's orders obediently.

The world of football is both fair and cruel.

If you have strong power, your pearl will never be covered in dust.

Chu Feng took the bottle from McTominay and rinsed his mouth.

This is not ordinary purified water, but a specially made carbohydrate solution.

Gargling can lower the temperature of the oral cavity and leave a weak energy, thereby deceiving the brain, improving exercise performance and relieving exercise fatigue.

Mourinho knocked the tactical board hard and said in a deep voice.

"In the second half of the game, you need to focus on attacking the gaps on both sides of the opponent's back."

"Using short horizontal passes to attract the opponent's attention makes it very easy for the rest of the players to make vertical passes and break through."

"Also, Chu, don't be too rigid in your positioning. Today is just a training match. Be bold and move into the area behind the defender to help Ibrahimovic create space and share his pressure of holding the ball."

"Okay, guys, let's go."

As soon as the words fell.

Most of the players turned their attention to Chu Feng. Mourinho clearly expressed his importance to Chu Feng in just a few words.

Rashford received the same treatment before being promoted to the first team last season.

Thinking of this, the mood of the young team members suddenly became complicated, with envy and jealousy intertwined.

Chu Feng didn't have too many feelings about it. He was not an 18-year-old child and would not be complacent about such a thing.

"Coach, I understand."

After saying that, he turned and ran to his position.

The second half of the game begins.

The White Team launched a fierce offensive and advanced rapidly.

On the other hand, the red team's overall formation shrank.

The accumulation of a large number of people in the 30-meter area not only restricted Pogba's performance, but also destroyed the White Team's idea of ​​penetrating the middle.

Chu Feng also actively participated in the team's defense, retreating about 15 meters in front of the left back and forming a complete defensive line with the midfielders.

Manchester United now have just one special player.

Ibrahimovic.

Due to age and physical problems, he needs to stand in the middle of the frontcourt and serve as his team's counterattack point.

Therefore, in Mourinho's tactical assumptions, Ibrahimovic can no longer play the entire game, but needs to rotate with Lukaku.

This can not only ensure the team's offensive efficiency, but also maintain high-intensity defense after taking the lead.

As time went by and the end of the game drew closer, the balance of victory gradually tilted towards the Red Team.

Pogba finally couldn't bear it anymore.

Although both teams had young players and first-line players, he still couldn't accept losing the game like this, so he kept urging his teammates to attack forward.

The situation on the football field suddenly changed.

Rashford dribbled the ball inside to the middle.

Chu Feng quickly followed up and cooperated with McTominay in defense.

But Rashford didn't even raise his head and passed the ball back to the center circle.

Pogba passed the ball and found Valencia on the right.

He has an obvious flaw, which is that he only has one trick up his sleeve.

Tip the ball, start, go down the bottom, and cross.

But don't underestimate him because of this.

Since being transformed into a full-back by Van Gaal, his speed can be fully utilized because he has a longer distance to sprint in front of him.

The overall strength has risen by half a level again, ushering in the second spring of his career.

Won the UEFA Best Team and Manchester United Player of the Year awards last season.

What is most admirable is that he broke his leg, fired his agent, and worked so hard for Manchester United that his eyes were swollen.

Very tenacious attitude!

Valencia made a run forward and stopped the ball in front of him.

Facing Ashley Young's interception, he cleverly passed the ball out and continued to move forward at a rapid speed.

When he arrived at the right side of the penalty area, he kicked the ball decisively.

His low cross was very sexy. Bailly didn't react in time and the ball passed through his crotch.

But then, the scene on the green field was heartbreaking.

Lukaku stood three meters away from the goal.

He seemed caught off guard and assumed an odd stance, extending his right foot forward.

Bang! The football flew and hit De Gea's arms.

"Uh, I didn't wear my shooting boots today, so I'm a little lost."

Lukaku looked very embarrassed and found an excuse which he thought was pretty good.

De Gea ignored it.

Because he saw someone moving forward, this was a perfect opportunity for a counterattack.

I saw him swing his right hand and throw the ball with all his strength.

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

The football fell quickly to the left.

Chu Feng raised his right foot high and saved the football that was about to go out of bounds.

I thought my ball-stopping skills were still not good enough.

In the fast-paced Premier League games, saving half a second can very likely make a completely different difference in the outcome of an attack.

Because Valencia advanced too deep, there were no defensive players near Chu Feng.

So even though the ball didn't stop, it was still under his control.

Pogba pounced fiercely from the side.

The movement route is very sophisticated. It not only cuts off Chu Feng's connection with his teammates in the middle, but also allows him to intercept from the front.

He was very dissatisfied with Chu Feng's performance just now.

I should be the brightest star in the night sky, admired and worshipped by countless people.

Young team member, right?

He wanted to use clean and quick steals to make this Chinese kid realize the gap between himself and the top players.

Chu Feng is not a rookie boy, so how could he be scared?

He pretended to rush forward and broke through along the sidelines.

When Pogba made a move, he stopped abruptly and used the space he had created to push across the middle.

“Very clear approach!”

Mourinho on the sidelines couldn't help but exclaim in admiration.

McTominay followed up in the middle and moved the ball to the right side in a wide area.

Mata stopped the ball half a meter in front of him, raised his head slightly and took in the positions of his teammates.

He has an extremely broad vision and unique passing skills.

Manchester United's attacking engine! Mata made an impeccable gesture, adjusted calmly, and kicked the ball towards the bottom with his instep.

Bang! The football flew off the ground, like a gorgeous rainbow.

Because Mata organized the attack on the right and Ibrahimovic stood in the middle to provide support, the White Team's formation shifted to the same side, and most of the defensive players focused their attention on the two of them.

at the same time.

A figure quietly ran to the front of the restricted area.

Chu Feng did not make any more mistakes in stopping the ball and steadily unloaded the ball in front of him.

He now has two options, he can shoot from a small angle on the left side of the penalty area, or he can pass the ball to his teammates to complete the attack.

The moment Phil Jones rushed over, he made a decision in his heart and decisively made a reverse triangle pass.

"Nice post!"

Ibrahimovic shouted, squeezed Herrera on the side, and shot the ball to the right.

Bang! The football spun violently in the air.

Jilang leaped forward.

But the angle of the ball was too tricky, and it was also the half-high ball he hated the most, so he could only fall powerlessly on the grass.

2:0!

(End of this chapter)