Chapter 177 Good Shot! Wait, That's Not Right!

"duang!"

The ball hit the post and bounced into the net. Because of a refraction during the process, Courtois dived in the wrong direction.

"GOOOOOLLLLLLLOOOOOOO!!!"

"Nevesssss!"

It was still the familiar Dragon Stadium. With Neves' long-range shot, the whole stadium seemed to be boiling. The fans in the stands wearing blue and white striped jerseys jumped up and down, looking like layers of waves.

"nice shot!"

The moment Neves scored, Jiang Yuan rushed over with his arms open.

Then he realized something was wrong, stopped immediately, and retracted his hand.

"Damn, I made a mistake"

Unfortunately, Jiang Yuan should have run some distance, and it would have been impossible for the fans in front of the screen not to notice it.

[Long-range left-foot shot? Neves has become stronger again. Although I like Neves, I want Chelsea to win more! ]

[Hahaha, Jiang Yuan saw Neves score a goal and ran over to celebrate, but then he realized something was wrong and retracted his hand. Oh my god, I'm dying of laughter! ]

[Haha, my instinctive reaction when I saw Neves score was to celebrate. My brothers were moved to tears! ]

[What the hell, the Premier League champion can't beat the Portuguese champion? So the Premier League is still one of the top five leagues? What is Mourinho doing? If he had known this, why would Jiang Yuan transfer to Chelsea? It would be better to stay in Porto. Porto is much better than Chelsea, which can only beat weak teams! ]

[Don't be so mean, the game was clearly evenly matched, Porto was able to score first purely because Neves was in good form, and Chelsea had 3% more possession! ]

[It's useless if you have more ball possession but can't score a goal, you'll still be beaten by Porto]

[Invincible, King Zhaqiu and King Jiangqiu, why don't you two make a move? ]

[Porto > Chelsea, so the Portuguese Premier League > the Premier League, from this we can conclude that Jiang Yuan was demoted when he transferred from Porto to Chelsea]

[I still think this celebration is hilarious. Look at William's eyes. He was completely stunned when he saw Jiang Yuan celebrating. Oh, don't even mention William. I was stunned too. Hahaha!]

[King Jiang, why don't you stand up? It's time to kill your old club! PORTO OUT! ]

[Maybe there has never been a 20-year-old Porto fan…]

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"No, Jiang, what are you doing?"

William stared at Jiang Yuan with his eyes wide open, forcibly suppressing the corners of his mouth that were gradually rising.

Jiang Yuan touched his nose, looking a little embarrassed: "Mistake, mistake, my brain is not enough, mainly because the home jerseys of the two teams are blue..."

Jiang Yuan was right. The home jerseys of Porto and Chelsea are both blue-based. Although the jerseys are quite different, Jiang Yuan was a Porto player before.

Imbula's quick change of direction did not fool Jiang Yuan, but Porto's jersey successfully fooled him.

I can only say that Jiang Yuan is still too easily fooled!
"Oh, Neves' long shot was really brilliant. The Portuguese youngster used his non-dominant foot to open up the situation for the team!"

"Mourinho is directing on the sidelines. It's a pity that we can't hear what he is saying. But what is certain is that Mourinho is not in a good mood right now."

"The Blues players on the field were obviously a little depressed, but they adjusted their mentality quickly. Fabregas got rid of the ball and passed it to Hazard on the left. Look at Hazard's choice, a beautiful long pass! This is Chelsea's quick counterattack!"

"Jiang Yuan's chest stop was very good. The ball came to Mikel's feet. After stopping the ball, Jiang Yuan quickly pressed forward. Mikel made a straight pass. Beautiful! Chelsea's wall pass on the right side allowed Jiang Yuan to successfully get rid of Imbula's defense."

"Then it was Neves, Porto's goal scorer, facing his old teammate. Jiang Yuan's dribbling speed slowed down. He seemed to be preparing to pass back, and Ivanovic was already waiting behind him."

On Chelsea's right side, Jiang Yuan kicked the ball with the outside of his foot, trying to pass through the sideline, but Neves did not give him the chance at all. He stood with one foot in front of the other, blocking Jiang Yuan's body.

Classic release one and defend one, Neves' body is facing the direction he released, if Jiang Yuan breaks through from this side, Neves can chase back at the fastest speed. Therefore, Neves only needs to defend his back side to prevent Jiang Yuan from passing behind him.

There was only a distance of no more than 2 meters between Lopetegui and Jiang Yuan on the sidelines. Now Jiang Yuan's best choice was to pass the ball to Ivanovic, and then the latter would pass the ball to the weak side.

Lopetegui observed very carefully. He wanted to see how much Jiang Yuan had grown in the nearly three months at Chelsea.

However, Jiang Yuan's choices are always unexpected.

"Snapped!"

Jiang Yuan hit the ball hard with the arch of his right foot, the ball passed through Neves' left side, and then Jiang Yuan started running forward.

Direct explosion?

Neves certainly would not give Jiang Yuan any chance. As Jiang Yuan's old teammate, he knew very well that he must not let Jiang Yuan complete the start, otherwise he would have no chance of stopping him.

So Neves pressed to the left, trying to force Jiang Yuan out of the sideline.

Jiang Yuan was not afraid of physical confrontation with Neves, but to be on the safe side, Jiang Yuan still avoided the confrontation and followed Neves' instructions to run out of the sideline and out of bounds.

Jiang Yuan rushed out of the field and knocked down Lopetegui, who was wearing a suit on the sidelines. He pushed the ground with his left and right feet, and the gastrocnemius and soleus muscles of his calves contracted and stretched rapidly, and he rushed out like a rocket.

Lopetegui: Um...

"porra! (fuck in Portuguese)"

Neves cursed loudly and quickly chased back, pressing Jiang Yuan's body with his right hand.

We must not let him pass!

However, how could Neves be a match for Jiang Yuan? Jiang Yuan tightened his core, stretched out his left hand to block Neves, and successfully blocked the first position.

Needless to say, Jiang Yuan, who had already started, was not something Neves could stop. Even though Neves was running at full speed, he could only watch Jiang Yuan moving away from him little by little.

Next, a scene that made the audience couldn't help laughing appeared. After shaking off Neves, Jiang Yuan suddenly turned around and blew a kiss to Neves.

"Mua, bye!"

"Wow!"

The fans at the scene exploded on the spot. After breaking free, Jiang Yuan moved forward to the left, moving at fast and slow speeds, and directly reached the top of the arc.

"Snapped!"

Jiang Yuan shot with the outside of his right foot, the ball flew past Marcano's eyes, drew an arc in the air and went into the net.

The angle was so tricky that even if goalkeeper Casillas stretched his body, it was useless as his fingers could not reach the ball!
“GOO—LLL—OOOOO!!!”

"Gol maravilhoso! (Great goal!)"

"Gol incrível! (Incredible goal!)"

"Número 7 do Chelsea (Chelsea's number 7!)"

The commentator at the Dragon Stadium was very respectful to Jiang Yuan and shouted even louder than when Neves scored the goal just now.

It is undeniable that Jiang Yuan's outside foot after cutting inside was indeed very spectacular!

"oh my god!"

After scoring the goal, Jiang Yuan hugged his head with both hands. He himself didn't expect that the ball could be scored.

Although it was the familiar Quaresma-style shot, it was very different from the previous ones. Jiang Yuan completed the shot while moving at high speed. In that situation, he was able to maintain almost the shooting angle. This was not only because of Jiang Yuan's superb shooting skills, but also because of his excellent control of his body's center of gravity.

"Hahaha!"

After scoring the goal, Jiang Yuan ran out of the court excitedly. Just as he was about to slide on his knees, he suddenly reacted.

You must not celebrate this goal!

So Jiang Yuan slowed down and made a pressing down gesture with both hands.

respect!

Jiang Yuan did not celebrate out of consideration for his old club, but Mourinho didn't care at all. He raised his hands above his head and started clapping.

"Nice, good job!"

At 3: in the morning, fans who stayed up late were discussing the game in full swing on the forum.

[Fuck, awesome! Really awesome, violent passing, precise shots, this is the impression of Jiang Yuan! ]

[So fast, so fast, slow down, slow down! No, ah! It’s in!]

[Chelsea: Is this the striker with a penalty of 1150 million euros? Thank you for the gift from Porto. Porto: Damn, I've become a clown?] [This is Jiang Yuan, 2 goals in 4 games in the Champions League, 2 goals in 4 games, 2 goals per game, goals per game, I just want to ask who else? Who else?]

[This should be voted as the best goal in the Champions League group stage. The speed of the ball, the angle, hiss - it's terrifying! ]

[Stop bragging, stop bragging. Playing against Porto gave you such an orgasm. If you have the ability, you can average 5 goals per game in 2 league matches.]

[The idiot above, please remember to turn off private messages]

[It's so funny, some people are starting to criticize without thinking again. A long-range world goal? The king of football! As soon as I saw that he was Chinese, the national football team was rubbish, the football association was rubbish, and Chinese football was hopeless. No, I'm just wondering, is it because you are Chinese that you can't play football or what, aren't you Chinese? ]

[Haha, good scolding, that's how those idiots are. I tolerated the scolding when they kicked me badly, but now they scold me even when I was kicked well. I really admire these sheepdogs.]

[Stop it, praise when necessary and scold when necessary. I won’t say anything if you scold Jiang Yuan for not playing well, but it’s a bit too much to scold him after he scored a world-class goal to tie the score. Even I, a basketball fan, can’t stand it.]

[Brothers, calm down and don’t be led by others. Be careful of getting banned! ]

[Asking how Chelsea wins, there are two steps, the first step is to tie the score, the second step is to overtake the score, Chelsea NO.1, Blue is the colour! ]

[Nanbo Seven, King of Football! ]

……

"Wow, great save from Courtois, Chelsea kept the tie in the first half"

"The referee blew the whistle, the first half is over, the two sides shook hands and made peace with a score of 1:1. After the commercial, I will bring you the second half of the second round of Group G of the Champions League this season, Porto's home game against Chelsea!"

“2016年环法自行车赛于7月2日至24日进行，本届比赛是历史上第103届环……”

……

In the visiting team's locker room, Mourinho began to wreak havoc as usual.

Mourinho put his hands in his pockets with a serious expression: "I don't need to tell you the importance of this game. I think you all know that if we beat Porto we will be first in the group, and if we lose we will be second. Putting this aside, we must win, we must play well, we must succeed, and we must improve."

"Kurt, you need to mark the opponent in this game. Can you speak English well?"

Zuma's expression was dull: "eh... um"

"it is good!"

Mourinho pointed to the two red dots on the tactical board, which represented Porto's two front players.

"I'm worried about you marking people, because this is someone else's home court, you may give the opponent a shitty penalty. You should know that you made too many dangerous moves in the first half!"

"Sorry Jose, this is my problem..."

Zuma lowered his head after being scolded. He felt a little aggrieved but didn't dare to say it out loud.

During a defensive match in the first half, he pushed down Brahimi who was dribbling the ball. Fortunately, Brahimi did not enter the penalty area at that time, otherwise Porto would have given a penalty kick for nothing!
"Dong dong!"

Mourinho tapped the tactical board twice and glanced at everyone: "From the situation in the first half, we have a chance to win or lose, but I believe that all of you are just like me, you only want to win and don't want to lose. In this case, use your brains to think about how to play football. Football is not a sport for barbarians, you need to think! Think with your brain! Do you understand? "

"Many people made mistakes in the first half, but I didn't curse at anyone. I might curse very fiercely in the second half, so you have to be mentally prepared."

"That's a strict selection mechanism, and the training is so hard. Don't let the whole team pay the price because of a huge mistake made by one of you."

"Your guys train hard every day, but in the end they lose the game because you conceded a penalty. Can you tolerate this?"

Zouma knew Mourinho was talking about him and lowered his head in shame.

……

"Hulun!"

Jiang Yuan greeted Lopetegui on his way out of the player tunnel.

Lopetegui spread his hands and said, "Boy, you tackled me!"

"Haha, why don't you hide?"

Jiang Yuan showed an innocent expression, which made Neves beside him laugh.

"Damn it, Jiang, how did I know you would just rush out!"

Lopetegui pointed at the dust on his suit pants. He didn't feel any pain from the fall, but he looked very embarrassed.

"Okay, let's not talk about this anymore! Let's go to the game."

Lopetegui pushed Jiang Yuan with his right hand and Neves with his left hand. If he doesn't play, the fans will be waiting anxiously!

The second half of the game begins!
The Chelsea players on the field kept Mourinho's "teachings" in mind and almost gave up the idea of ​​passing the ball high from the bottom.

It’s not that Costa and Jiang Yuan are not good at heading, but that Maicon and Marcano are too abnormal. Diego Costa, who is 1 meters tall, can't get any advantage from them.

Therefore, Mourinho's new tactic in the second half was to let Costa push forward and use him to attract Mike and Marcano's defense. In simple terms, it was to sacrifice Costa's role on the offensive end to relieve the pressure of Jiang Yuan and Hazard's inward attack.

"Hurry up!"

After Jiang Yuan got the ball, he suddenly stopped and signaled William to get to the position quickly. When William ran to his left side, Jiang Yuan made a few fake moves and then passed the ball.

The ball went straight to William, who took the initiative to run towards the direction of the ball, looked back before catching the ball, then pulled the ball, turned around and sent a straight pass to Hazard.

"Wow! William played the role of his wingman in the midfield again, with a wonderful pull and turn, Chelsea successfully transferred the ball to the left side, and Hazard stopped the ball"

"Porto's No. 2 and Hazard are in a one-on-one situation. Maxi Pereira is a veteran from Uruguay! Wait, that's not right. Andre in the midfield is returning to defense. Hazard is in some danger now."

"Costa successfully dragged Maicon down. Look at Willian. Willian is running behind Hazard. Azpilicueta is on the left. Hazard now has two options for passing the ball. Go forward or go backward?"

"The ball was passed back, Hazard passed it back to Willian, Willian passed it straight, and it was another wall pass. Hazard shook off Andre and completed the start. Pereira was still chasing and made some movements with his hands, but the referee ignored it.

"Change of rhythm, wow! Hazard cuts in from the edge of the penalty area, Pereira defends very tightly, there is no way for him to sit back and make another move, the ball comes to Azpilicueta's feet, the latter passes the ball directly to the middle without stopping"

Penalty kick!
Jiang Yuan understood and asked Costa to go into the small penalty area. After Costa took Maicon away, Jiang Yuan faced Marcano one-on-one.

"Step aside!"

Jiang Yuan used his shoulder to hit Marcano, but he couldn't move him at all. Helplessly, Jiang Yuan could only move left and right, and then jumped up forcefully.

"what!"

Jiang Yuan's jumping position was good, just the first landing point of the cross. Unfortunately, because his physical confrontation was not as good as Marcano, Jiang Yuan's center of gravity was very unstable before jumping.

Heading the ball does not use the head and neck to generate power, but the core of the abdomen. Jiang Yuan's center of gravity was already unstable when he jumped. At the moment of heading the ball, he had no way to transfer the power of his body to his forehead. As a result, the original shot became a pass.

That’s right, Jiang Yuan headed the ball directly into Casillas’ arms.

"Fuck!"

Jiang Yuan sat on the grass with his head in his hands, looking towards the stands with helplessness and regret in his eyes.

Such a good opportunity to overtake the score, but I wasted it like this!

Before Jiang Yuan stood up, Casillas took the ball and bypassed Costa, and ran to the edge of the penalty area with a few big strides. Then the meritorious goalkeeper of Real Madrid showed his excellent hand-throwing skills to all the spectators in the stadium. A powerful hand-thrown ball accurately found Andre on the right.

"Wow!"

The fans in the stands of the Dragon Stadium suddenly stood up.

It is obvious that Porto wants to take advantage of Chelsea's failed attack to launch a counterattack!
"Ma Dan!"

Jiang Yuan stood up and ran back quickly, but Casillas's thrown ball was so accurate that it almost penetrated Chelsea's entire midfield defense. Andre, who temporarily served as a winger, showed his excellent running speed and approached Chelsea's goal step by step.

Azpilicueta followed Andre closely, but the Spaniard already had a yellow card, so he didn't dare to do anything and could only let Andre advance step by step.

"Andre is still running forward, Imbula on the left is inserting between Mikel and Zouma, Andre passes the ball straight!"

"Oh my God! Andre's through ball bypassed Cahill and came to Imbula's feet. Now Imbula has passed Zouma by half a body length. If he can successfully pass Zouma, he will face Courtois directly."

"Hey! Zouma used his thigh to block Imbula's position, and Imbula fell to the ground. How can I say this, this is 100% a foul, referee, the referee blew the whistle, without any hesitation, pointed to the penalty spot"

"In the 77th minute of the game, Porto got a penalty!"

"Alas, Chelsea's defense was too slow to return to defense, and the Blues paid a heavy price for it. The original situation and score of the game were evenly matched, but this penalty kick will change!"

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(End of this chapter)