Updated: 2012-08-28

Fernandez was excited and threw the Aquarius in his hand. The plan he made was originally intended to restrain Chelsea's offense, and even sacrificed the team's offensive characteristics for defense. However, he did not expect the team to concede the goal so quickly. Now the zero-to-one score has turned the tactics he formulated before the game into waste paper.

Fernandez looked at Drogba who was celebrating the goal and couldn't help but feel envious and jealous. This guy is too strong. If another striker had obtained the ball, it would probably not be a threat, because Djokovic had already stood in place. However, because Drogba was the one who received the ball, the goal came. The Ivorian's strong physical fitness determined the result. He shot with a strong and heavy shot!

This guy transferred to Chelsea from Marseille, which is a pity. If this guy is still in Marseille...

Damn, what am I thinking. Fernandez shook his head and put aside this unrealistic idea. Drogba is very good, but there is also a goal-scoring player in his team!

When Fernandez thought of Zhang Yang, he felt relieved.

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Fernandez rushed to the sidelines and waved his arms to Zhang Yang. Although Dehu is the team's captain, due to the on-court position, Fernandez is more willing to convey some tactical changes through Zhang Yang or Ribery.

"There is no choice, give up the previous tactics and let's attack!" Fernandez shouted.

Zhang Yang was immediately happy when he heard the head coach's words. Of course he liked attacking. As a shooter, his bones are the offensive factor.

The team is attacking in full swing, and as the team's offensive core, he naturally has to undertake more offensive tasks. He is not afraid of taking on tasks and responsibilities. What he is afraid of is that there is no offensive opportunity! Now that the team decides to attack, his chances of scoring will increase greatly.

Although Zhang Yang and Drogba were having a lot of conversations just now, Zhang Yang was not feeling very comfortable at this moment. The media used the comparison between Drogba and Zhang Yang to hype. This kind of hype method is too ordinary, but it cannot be said that it is ineffective. At this moment, seeing Drogba scored, Zhang Yang was also full of fighting spirit. Did you score a goal? Very good! I will score a goal too! I am not worse than you!

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Mourinho saw the gesture of Marseille coach Fernandez next to him. He naturally knew what that meant. He knew that Marseille was going to attack, which was exactly what he hoped.

With a goal at the beginning and a lead, Marseille will inevitably be impatient. If Marseille pushes out the attack, then Chelsea will have more chances to score. It can be said that at this time, Mourinho was very confident that the game was being staged according to the script he wanted.

Mourinho felt that he was lucky at this time. When the game started, he was happy to see that Marseille only sent Zhang Yang to play in a single forward formation. Marseille's defense was really nothing in his eyes. The only thing that made Mourinho fear was Marseille's offense. Now, the Marseille head coach is so conservative, which is actually equivalent to breaking his own arm.

At this time, Chelsea had already led by one goal. In this case, Marseille head coach Fernandez decided to push the attack. However, only Zhang Yang had a forward, Chelsea's defensive pressure was relatively less.

Mourinho also shouted into the field, calling Marklele's name.

When Marklele saw Mourinho's gesture, he immediately knew what he should do. From now on, he had only one task to curb Zhang Yang.

Zhang Yang soon found out that he was in trouble, and this trouble was Marklele.

Chelsea's defense against Marseille was to put up the attack and press, and Mourinho even gave the task of defending Zhang Yang to veteran Marklele, so Marklele's position was also raised. The two people were not far away, and as long as Zhang Yang got the ball, Marklele would definitely come up to defend. They would always appear within each other's sight.

Marklele may be older and not as fast as before, but this veteran has rich experience and good predictions. In addition, Marklele has good physical fitness and is not at all inferior even when facing young Yang Yang.

Nasri passed the ball and Zhang Yang received the ball. He stretched out his right foot and knocked the ball behind him. At the same time, he turned around and tried to stop the ball and turned around and passed by Marklele in one go. When he turned around, he found that the ball was missing and was intercepted by Marklele.

Marklele, who intercepted the ball, did not participate in the counterattack, but directly passed the ball to Lampard. He still stayed in the midfield to watch the defense.

Seeing such a veteran, Zhang Yang scratched his head, he knew that he had met an opponent today.

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Zhang Yang runs in the frontcourt, looking for opportunities and space to catch the ball.

Chelsea's defensive formation is kept intact. No matter how Marseille is involved, they are still not in a mess. This makes the players on the field of Marseille. They are already behind in the scores and are fighting away, and they are facing a strong team like Chelsea. When the score is just behind, they are the ones who are most eager to equalize the score. The longer the time is delayed, the more unfavorable it is for Marseille. As a weak team, in some cases, they will subconsciously accept the situation of falling behind in the scores.

Mourinho's team's defense has been deeply rooted in the bones. Their defense is different from Italy's chain defense. They are actively fighting. Any player on the court must participate in the defense. Once they get the opportunity to attack, they can quickly push up. Chelsea's defense and advancement speed are very fast. The offensive efficiency is also very high. Facing such a team, the Marseille team is really uncomfortable. Zhang Yang made a comparison in his heart. This Chelsea team is much harder to deal with than the AC Milan that the Marseille team encountered in the group stage.

The game suddenly fell into a stalemate.

Faced with Marseille's attack, Chelsea's defense was orderly and there was no panic at all. Instead, there was a counterattack, and Robben drove straight in. If Robben hadn't been too selfish and greedy for merit and did not pass it to Drogba who came to pick up, Marseille would have lost the ball again.

Chelsea’s defense can make people collapse. Their tactic is that no matter how lively you are outside, I just don’t come out and give you room to attack. Facing such a Chelsea, any team will find it very difficult. Not to mention Marseille.

Fernandez walked out of the coach's seat. Standing on the sidelines, he made a gesture to let the team continue to press on the ground, and he also shouted Ribery's name loudly to make "Scar Man" more active. After today's game started, Ribery was a little dull.

Fernandez shouted loudly, but Mourinho, not far away, heard it.

Seeing Fernandez signaling the team to push forward with an anxious look, Mourinho smiled.

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The offensive effect of Marseille is very average. Zhang Yang has no chance in the penalty area. He even retreated to the near midfield and cruised, waiting for the opportunity to counterattack - because of his fast speed. If Marseille wants to counterattack, it will basically be initiated by him and Ribery. Both of these people are very fast, which is the biggest weapon for Marseille to counterattack now.

As for Nasri, the French media's "Zidane second generation" has been mentioned. His performance today is really average. Under Essim's defense, there are almost no decent passes or shots.

"Fernandez couldn't sit still. After conceding the ball, he kept standing on the sidelines to direct the game. The game had been going on for nearly half an hour, and the score was still zero to one. The Marseille team wanted to attack, but their attack was like a punch hitting a sponge, which had no effect." The French commentator said worriedly.

"Chelsea is doing better in defense than Italian teams."

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In a Chelsea attack, Robben dribbled through at high speed after getting the ball. The Dutchman was a bit unique on the court and seemed to want to pass all the Marseille players. In fact, he almost succeeded, but a young black centre-back stopped him.

Louis had a beautiful interception, allowing Robben to "beat the ball". He then kicked the ball to Nasri.

Nasri passed the ball to Taivo on the wing. In today's game, Fernandez chose the younger Taivo between Taivo and Solin. The Nigerian was more impactful. In addition, Taivo had a long shot, which was not a kind of offensive weapon for the Marseille team on such a slippery field.

After Tayvo dribbled the ball for a while, he saw Ferreira coming up and could only transfer the ball to Zhang Yang.

Zhang Yang glanced out of the corner of his eyes that Marclayle seemed to be coming up. He immediately passed the football to Nasri who came to pick up the ball, and then cut the run by himself. The venue situation was really bad. Zhang Yang knew that as long as he stopped the ball, it would be difficult for him to get rid of it once Marclayle was close to him. This old guy was really difficult to deal with.

This time, Marklele did not pounce on Zhang Yang, who was running at the air cut, but maintained a certain distance. He knew that this kid was fast and if he was too close, he would be easily accelerated by Zhang Yang to break through the past.

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However, this time, Marklele was too careful.

Overhead!

The football passed over Maclale's head and fell straight behind him. There was Chang Yang who turned around to catch the ball!

"Beautiful, overhead! Nasri's pass!"

"Marseille's offensive opportunity!" The French TV commentator shouted at the top of his lungs. The Marseille team really had no good chance in this half game, and finally waited for this good opportunity.

It's a good opportunity!

Robben's long-distance attack just now, and Chelsea players finally pushed out. They pressed a little. At this time, Chelsea's defense was very empty. As long as Zhang Yang catches the ball, he can instantly throw Chelsea away from the players who are desperately returning to the defense. At that time, the sky will be wide...

Of course, the first thing he needs to get rid of is Mark Lele, who is closest to him.

When Marklele saw Zhang Yang getting the ball, he rushed up immediately. The French veteran was very decisive and rushed towards Zhang Yang. His plan was to fight for a foul to stop the Marseille attack. Moreover, the referee would call a foul at this position, but generally he would not take out the cards.

Marklele could already imagine Zhang Yang being knocked to the ground by himself, looking angry. Boy, you are still tender.

However, the next second, Marklele opened her mouth wide in surprise.

Zhang Yang was not knocked to the ground as he imagined. Instead, the young man took the opportunity to rush forward with the reaction of the power behind him. Instead, Marclayle himself was led by Zhang Yang and fell to the ground. It was too late to get up and chase after him.

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"Stop him!"

"Don't let him move forward any more."

"Look at that boy!"

Chelsea goalkeeper Cech shouted.

Looking at Zhang Yang who was rushing over with the ball, Terry immediately met him, and shouted loudly, signaling his partner Bridge to defend Ribery. On the other side, Ribery was running forward at the high speed. They should be careful that Zhang Yang suddenly passed the ball across the ball.

However, at this time, Terry opened his eyes wide. He saw Zhang Yang push the ball forward, and then adjust the step point.

He did not intend to continue dribbling, but wanted to...

——To shoot!

Terry, who reacted, accelerated his speed and rushed out, intending to use his body to block Zhang Yang's shot.

Can this stop Zhang Yang's determination to shoot?!

He had made all the preparations for shooting, and he was like a bow and arrow ready to go-

He stepped on the ground with his left foot, raised his arm, and swung his right leg, and suddenly pulled forward, thrusting hard towards the football in front of him!

"Bang!"

Splashes everywhere!

Cech had no choice but to do this long shot. When he saw the ball rushing up like a shocking crane, it was too late to make a save.

“goooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooaaaaaaaaaal!”

“buuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuut!”

"What-a-great-goal! Awesome goal!"

The football passed through the night sky of Stamford Bridge like a white lightning. It fell into the ball net, stirring up a glimmer of light.

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ps: The first update today.


Chapter completed!