Updated: 2012-09-07

Marseille's offense gave everyone who was watching the game a feeling: the storm.

That's exactly what happened. At the end of the game, under Zhang Yang's leadership, the explosion of in addition to the huge combat power, their offense and pressing gave people a breathless pressure.

And Chelsea's goal is shaking in the face of such a storm.

Many fans are even a little confused. Now, is it Marseille who takes the initiative on the field and is launching a storm attack? And is it really Mourinho's Chelsea who is suppressed by them?

This really surprised Mourinho. Which Marseille team is still a Marseille team? Of course, he knew what the reason for this change was to this team was Zhang Yang.

There is a type of player, on the court, the team's appearance will be completely renewed and even undergo qualitative changes. Such players are considered to be the darlings of the green field, and they are always the most dazzling. On the court, it seems that this team has a soul. There are not many such players, but each one is a superstar and can be placed in a museum for future generations to admire. For example, Maradona, such as Pele, or Platini or Ribery Yves.

The changes Zhang Yang brought to Marseille shocked Mourinho, which reminded him of these great names. At this moment, the Chelsea head coach has never been so interested in this young man.

At this time, on the court, Marklele completed the interception. Robben dribbled the ball and rushed along the side, and finally ended Chelsea's attack with a long shot above the crossbar. Under the fierce offensive of Marseille, Chelsea's stars rely more on their personal abilities to counterattack, and the teamwork they are good at is thrown aside.

Seeing this situation with the team, Mourinho frowned. He can accept that the team is passive. While the scene is passive, it also means that there will be a chance for the next counterattack. However, he does not like this kind of behavior of relying solely on players to fight alone.

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Mourinho took advantage of the opportunity to die and shouted loudly and scolded the players for their performance. He called Lampard to the sidelines again, asking the whole team not to be impatient and rely more on team cooperation rather than fighting alone.

Perhaps Mourinho's roar worked, and Chelsea then had an extremely threatening attack.

Marseille's offense was intercepted and Chelsea made a counterattack.

Marklele cut the ball, pulled the ball and turned around, and saw Barack raise his hand.

Barak yelled in German: "Here, give me the ball!"

Marklele couldn't understand German, but he could understand the gesture of raising his hand to ask for the ball. Marklele knew the importance of speed in the counterattack, so he didn't dare to neglect and quickly sent the football out.

When Barack was asking for the ball, he observed the situation around him. He caught an offensive route, so as soon as he received the ball, he immediately passed the ball out.

Football passed between two Marseille players and gave it to Robben!

Robben once again showed people his football talent. The Dutch "Peter" raised his foot and swung it to the football, but instead of kicking the football forward, he... knocked backward!

Heels knock the ball and pass the ball!

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The defending player had no choice at all for such a pass, and Mate, who was defending him, would naturally not do better, and he had no reaction. The football rushed from Mate's legs and flew straight to the sidelines of the Marseille defense line!

"Beautiful pass!"

"Heel knocks the ball and passes the ball!"

"Excellent! It's worthy of being Robben!"

The commentators cheered Robben's heel pass, not only with beautiful movements, but also with the right timing. The football was sent to the wing. In this attack by Chelsea, Robben's heel legend was undoubtedly the finishing touch!

On the side, Ashley Cole had assisted, he stretched out his foot to stop the ball, then looked at the situation in the penalty area and made a cross with his left foot!

Marseille's defense was torn apart by Chelsea's rapid counterattack!

In the penalty area, there was no one around Shepchenko's side! It was missing! Such a super shooter was actually missed.

The 'Ukrainian nuclear warhead' jumped high and he shook his head to attack!

Marseille fans exclaimed, with anger and despair in their eyes. Obviously everyone thought they were going to lose the ball.

However, by some reason, Shepchenko's header hit the ground. When Marseille goalkeeper Carraso was already desperate, he actually bounced into the ground in a V-shaped shape and rubbed the post and left the baseline.

The Marseille escaped!

The expression on Shepchenko's face suddenly became stiff. He was ready to celebrate the goal. The header under unguarded was almost certain for a shooter of his level, but the goal was not scored!

Mourinho on the sidelines kicked the mineral water bottle at his feet away.

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When Chelsea players were still feeling incredible and regretful that Shepchenko's header didn't score, Marseille had already launched an attack.

The football passed to the frontcourt, Morientes got the ball, he was violated by Barack, Marseille won a free kick, and Marseille quickly sent a free kick.

Nasri directly hit the football from the right side of the court to the left side. He transferred the ball in a large range.

At this moment, Zhang Yang suddenly retreated from the penalty area. He retreated to the outside of the penalty area. He just paddled the football with his chest, then picked it with his toes, and the football flew over from the side of Ferreira who rushed up, but he himself circled around.

"Oh oh oh! Zhang Yang! He broke through!"

"Beautiful!" Weisto shouted loudly. He was very excited and sighed. This young man has made great progress. Last season, Zhang Yang's foot skills were still average, even a little bad. Although the young man's foot skills are now dancing on stamps like a Brazilian, it is definitely quite good.

"Damn it! Stop him!!" Chelsea goalkeeper Cech shouted.

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Bridge rushed up and he stretched out his foot to intercept the ball!

Zhang Yang had just passed Ferreira and just turned around and saw Bridge's face, which surprised him. At the same time, his feet subconsciously made movements. He pushed the ball out of his right foot and then jumped up. When his body and Bridge were missed, he was hit by Bridge, and he was a little staggering, but fortunately it was over!

Now, only Cech is standing in front of Zhang Yang! Cech has already attacked in advance.

You can't stop me!

Cech could almost see these words on Zhang Yang's hideous face.

Zhang Yang raised his foot and shot, and he volleyed the far corner!

Cech has been in a state of high tension, which makes him rush to the right direction at the moment Zhang Yang shot, the far corner, and the speed is so fast that it can be described as an arrow off the string.

He felt that he had touched the ball, but he still could not stop the ball from moving forward!

This made Chelsea goalkeeper a little desperate. He turned his head and looked in the direction of the goal. Seeing the ball flying forward, a white light flashed by.

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Everyone was looking at the white light!

If this goal is scored, Marseille will be three to three Chelsea, and this will be Zhang Yang's 14th goal scored in the Champions League this season! It tied the Champions League single-season goal record set by Altafini for 44 years ago!

However, the sound of the football's violent friction on the ball net did not come!

People heard a bang!

The football hit the post and popped up the bottom line!!

What is the survivor of the disaster? Cech has the deepest experience at this moment!

Zhang Yang thought that this ball would definitely score!

The muffled sound of the football hitting the post was like a heavy hammer hitting his chest. He opened his eyes wide and looked at the Chelsea goal. There was no football there, and the football was outside the bottom line!

"Ahhhhhhh--The football hit the post!"

"It actually hit the pillar! It's so a pity!"

"Why didn't you enter?! Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

"What a pity!"

"Oh! If this goal is scored, it will be fourteen! God, you actually rejected such a goal!"

"The goal post rejected Zhang Yang's goal!"

"Listen to the regretful sighs of the Marseille fans at the Villoadham Stadium! It's so regretful! I won't go in like this!"

The commentators were all ready to jump up and cheer for the goal. They already had a large basket of words in their minds to praise Zhang Yang and commemorate this historic goal!

But the pillars prevented all this from happening!

At this moment, both the commentator and the fans, they had so much regret that the Atlantic Ocean could not hold it! Of course, except for the Chelsea fans, they breathed a sigh of relief and Chelsea escaped!

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The camera gave Zhang Yang a close-up at this moment. They wanted to grab the young man's facial expression. At this moment, what would he think in his heart?

Extremely upset, even depressed, blame others, complain about God's unfairness?! Many people will definitely think so, and this is normal!

However, Zhang Yang's expression seemed very calm, but the muscles on his face twitched and returned to their original appearance. It seemed that he didn't take it to heart.

This made many people feel very strange, it was abnormal!

However, they did not see Zhang Yang's fist. His fists were clenched tightly and his knuckles turned white. This was anger! It was a sign of an outbreak!

If it were someone else, they might blame others and would be depressed. They felt that God was not on their side and did not even score such a goal. It seems that there would be no chance to score another goal today.

However, Zhang Yang didn't think that way!

This young man has a kind of stubbornness in his bones! It's like a spring. The more oppressed he is, the more unhappy he is, the more unsatisfied he is, the more he will not be discouraged or depressed. Instead, he will clench his fists, accumulate strength, and continue to fight!

God won't let me score this goal?!

I still don't believe it!

Now the whistle at the end of the game is blowing? Of course, it has not sounded, the game is not over yet! Since the game is not over yet, what reason is there to stop the pace of the battle?!

Of course not!

The charge is still ringing in my ears, fighting!

I don’t believe it anymore. If you have a plant, you won’t go in next time! My grass!

He spitted on the ground and then looked at the direction of Chelsea's goal.

Cech saw the look of the gaze again, the wolf-like look, which made Cech feel a little shocked. This kid was not hit at all? He actually wanted to score a goal?

Cech felt incredible, but Zhang Yang's eyes told him that this kid was thinking so at all! Zhang Yang hadn't given up yet!

"I won't be so lucky next time." Zhang Yang suddenly smiled at Cech and said.

"What?" Cech widened his eyes. Of course he heard what Zhang Yang said clearly, but it was because he heard clearly that he had such an expression.

It turned out that his own feeling was right. This kid really wanted to score a goal and thought he would score a goal!

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ps: The second update today.

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