inspire-indiana Chapter 406 From Middle Finger Curse to Middle Finger Truth
Chapter 406 From Middle Finger Curse to Middle Finger Truth
Chapter 406 From Middle Finger Curse to Middle Finger Truth
It pointed out that the situation is moving!
"This...here it is again!!"
Now on the field, Fabregas, Clichy, Toure and others among the Arsenal players have all experienced the European Cup finals in the 06-07 season. They all clearly remember what happened during that game. Originally, the core of the team [gun king] Thierry Henry had already used a hat-trick to push Real Madrid to a desperate situation, but a middle finger from Madman Lee allowed [King of the small penalty area] Ruud van Nistelrooy to score a goal before the end of the regular season in 10 minutes, burying Arsenal. Ear Cup Dreams...
That is an unforgettable shame!
Therefore, when Crazy Li raised his middle finger again, the hearts of these people couldn't help trembling violently at the same time...
In contrast, the happiest are the Newcastle players!
They are the ones who know best what the boss's middle finger represents!
As soon as the middle finger was pointed out, the tactics of the Magpie Army changed instantly——
The team has changed from the fierce scramble for every inch of land without giving up to the strange tactic of only fighting for the first and last ends, and "stirring" out of the midfield!
Due to the two sent off in a row, the tough Alan Smith and the extremely fast Juan Mata both retreated to the midfield, and together with Makelele formed three high-power "midfield mixers", using extremely destructive means. Continuous tackles almost stepped on the 30-meter area near the center circle of the court into a muddy field...
The three teamed up, gave up organization and breakthrough, and only defended but not attacked!
Such a tactic is obviously a kind of Qishangquan's "injury yourself before you hurt others" style of play that hurts both sides.
Although such adjustments make Ronaldo and Michael Owen on the front line unable to get the support of the midfield, thus appearing alone and greatly reducing the threat, but it also makes the opponent Arsenal, who has always been the most proud of the magnificent midfield, under the 'stirring', unable to operate normally!
The role that the midfielders of both sides can play is completely abolished!
In this way, whether it is the Magpies Legion or the Gunners of the Arsenal, they can only focus on the front line and the back line of competition!
3-3-2! ! !
This is the real tactic that Li Tongfan prepared for this long-planned snow battle after he survived the two disasters of the Daniel-level system mission [Glory Belongs to the Only King]!
Otherwise, wouldn't that [climate point] be wasted?
And at this time, it's time for another big trump card besides [Climate Points] - [Freedom Points] to play a role.
As long as Li Tongfan holds this terrifying point of cheating, even if Arsenal's defenders drive an invisible bus and park on their goal line, the Magpies can easily score goals!
Sure enough, in the 44th minute of the game, the goal came!
In the fierce fight, the Brazilian midfielder Denilson, who had already made a mistake in the first half, had no choice but to return a pass under the pressure of Alan Smith. The football scurried across the lawn and rolled straight to the direction of Arsenal's rear core William Gallas...
This pass, whether it is strength or direction, was perfectly grasped, and it couldn't be more normal from any aspect...
However, Denilson overlooked one point, that is——
This is snow battle!
In the process of flying, the football 'passed' a trampled and smashed 'muddy swamp', and the speed suddenly dropped...
This drop gave the Magpies a chance!
Fat Ronaldo came over from the slanted stab like a ghost, waved away the football, leaving a puddle of water...
"Don't even think about it!!! Stay..."
William Gallas, the core core of the Gunners, had already realized that something was wrong. When he wanted to rush up to grab the football, Ronaldo had already taken the football away!
At the critical moment, Gallas yelled loudly, stretched out his legs and shoveled at Ronaldo who was sprinting with his fat butt...
Gallas calculated very clearly: Even if Ronaldo is brought down in this position, at most it is just a yellow card, it doesn't matter, and if he is lucky, he may be able to send the opponent, a fat man who is extremely threatening but easily injured, to the hospital to lie down for three or two days...
Gallas' mind is not evil!
However, who knew what happened next was completely beyond the expectations of the French central defender——
That damned fat man seemed to have installed a rearview camera on his fat ass. The second time, he kicked up the football with the back of his foot and sent it into the penalty area, and then jumped up in a panic...
The vicious fat man waved his arms in the air a few times, like a hen trying to flap its wings to fly in the air, struggled a few times, and then fell down hard...
With this fall, unfortunately, his butt was pressed on the ankle of Gallas's right foot that was sticking out to tackle the ball...
Click!
A crisp sound came from the ankle, and Gallas's big black face instantly turned white due to the pain, as if he had put on a woman's foundation!
Damn it, this fat man definitely did it on purpose! !
Gallas was so anxious and angry that he almost gritted his white teeth.
However, at this time, no one paid any attention to Gallas, who fell to the ground and yelled, because the referee stretched his arms forward to indicate that the offensive side was in favor, and the game continued...
And there was a huge exclamation in the stands!
Ronaldo's rubbing pass fell right on Michael Owen's running route!
However, in order to get rid of Kolo Toure, who was entangled behind him, Owen ran across the penalty area diagonally from left to right this time. After twisting his waist and receiving a pass from Ronaldo, his back was already facing the goal...
And at this moment, Kolo Touré is gritting his teeth and chasing after him!
If Irving stopped the ball and turned around to shoot, Irving was [-]% sure that he would not be able to shoot successfully under the harassment of the big black Ivorian man, what should he do?
Never lose this once-in-a-lifetime chance to shoot!
Thousands of shooting methods flashed through Owen's mind at this moment...
"...Ronaldo's pass...he was placed from behind by Gallas...the football flew into Owen's running path...the offensive side was in favor, the referee signaled the game to continue..."
"...Irving!! Aww, stopping the ball is not very good, with his back to the goal...It is a pity that he can not form a shot at the first time...It is a pity, a once-in-a-lifetime attacking opportunity...Toure has already...Ah, oh, God!!! The ball is scored! How did he do it?"
Sester's mouth was like a machine gun with infinite bullets, rubbing his eyes and yelling, the slight negligence at that moment just now prevented him from seeing clearly how Owen sent the football into the goal...
Fortunately, the [expletive commentator] Shi Entrang next to him saw it clearly.
So, at this moment, the 'public toilet sewer pipe' burst again——
"...GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOAL!!!"
"...Unbelievable! Incredible!! Incredible!!!"
"..., shit, please forgive me for not being able to use the most suitable words to describe the shock in my heart!! The ball actually went in! Michael Owen, did he push the football in with his fucking ass? Aww, no, it was an unbelievable back-up shot, like a back-up swing in Taekwondo..."
"...If someone now says that Crazy Li is the illegitimate son of God, I will definitely raise my five limbs in favor. A fucking middle finger is a goal... Two years, this law has never been invalid... Now I can declare that this is not a fucking curse, but the truth!!! The truth on the field! The connotation of this truth is: once the Chinese raise the middle finger, the whole world will tremble under his feet!!!"
"... Owen ran wildly on the field... What a crazy scene!! Owen ran to the sidelines, knelt at the feet of Madman Li like the most loyal knight meeting the king, and bowed his head sincerely as a noble European knight in the Middle Ages...Ronaldo also joined in...Listen, the whole St. James is cheering and roaring..."
"...2:0!!! This is a fucking miracle! In the difficult situation where there were only two players missing, the Magpies scored another goal. This goal brought them the hope of winning the final victory...Haha, although there are still 45 minutes left in the game, as long as Crazy Li doesn't mind raising his middle finger a few more times, who can say for sure the final result!!!"
……
Wenger was stunned!
The Newcastle fans in the stands were weeping excitedly...
Even the referee Atkinson looked at Li Tongfan like a monster, and even forgot to blow the whistle to continue the game...
The roar of St. James was so clear that the whole city of Newcastle was enveloped in this sea of blissful raging waves!
Wang Qinghe, whose face was flushed from the cold, was mixed among the excited and crazy crowd, and this girl's heart was filled with a strange feeling that was hard to describe——
More than 60000 people in the audience were crazy for him...
All the big men and beautiful women in England around him were looking at him adoringly, shouting 'KING! KING! ! '...
And those players who are unattainable to Chinese fans kneel on one knee at his feet in the most pious gesture to pay tribute...
Dazzling!
What came to her ears was the roar of the on-site commentator who was even more crazy than the fans around her. The snow in Newcastle did not stop, but it was getting bigger and bigger. The black figure that dazzled her stood proudly and contentedly in front of the coach's bench...
He raised his hands high to accept the worship of more than 60000 English people, and listened to the cheers that belonged to him alone...
At this moment, he is the only center of this bizarre world!
Once upon a time, Wang Qinghe, who was still an ignorant girl, just hoped that one day in the future, the country boy who put down the steel pipe and machete in his hand and picked up high school geometry and physics textbooks again just because of her words, could have a comfortable job after graduation, and even if I accompany him to be a "yellow-faced woman" for a lifetime in a small city that can't be found on the map of China, it doesn't matter...
But who would have known that in just two years and less than 1000 days, this previously thin figure has unknowingly become tall and stalwart...
He has already conquered the world in front of him in an arrogant and high-profile way!
……
force--
After the referee Atkinson ran to the sidelines and issued another yellow card to William Gallas, who was still receiving ice treatment from Arsenal's team doctor, he blew the whistle to continue the game!
The fourth official played the electronic card, and there were 4 minutes of stoppage time in the first half.
After the kick-off, Wenger made adjustments to the team's tactics, and Arsenal used the ball to launch an attack!
It's a long pass!
Wenger's idea is very simple. Since the madman Li destroyed his own midfield scheduling by sacrificing the midfield organization, then he simply followed the plan and gave up the midfield to compete for the striker!
Because Arsenal's striker has [Little Monster] Adebayor who is nearly two meters tall. In terms of physical strength and impact, Adebayor is much stronger than Owen and Ronaldo.
Wenger didn't believe that with Adebayor's strength, Eduardo Silva's dexterity, and Fabregas' long passing ability, he couldn't beat Newcastle's three young defenders who were about to run out!
However, it turns out that good ideas are often easily crushed in the face of cruel reality. Arsenal's first wave of offensive after the re-kick-off was easily resolved by Newcastle——
Fabregas's pass was very precise, and he found the 'fulcrum' Adebayor accurately!
Adebayor's jumping header also played perfectly. He raised his waist and abdomen and used a coquettish lion toss his head to send the football to the deadly gap on Newcastle's back line!
All the previous cooperation was carried out flawlessly according to Wenger's vision!
However, when it was the turn of Eduardo Silva to stab into the gap with an erratic running position to make a fatal blow, the gap that was originally very fatal to the Magpies suddenly disappeared without a clue, and a foot that appeared suddenly kicked the football hard...
Whoosh!
The football is like a monkey with its butt burned. With a strange cry, it whizzed past Eduardo Silva's ears, and rushed towards the sky...
Wenger was shocked on the sidelines!
Because the football is not being cleared indiscriminately, but is flying towards Arsenal's half-court!
It's all a trap!
The flaw was deliberately leaked by Newcastle!
As if the opponent already knew that his team was going to attack like that, a fatal blow at the most critical moment!
the other side of the field.
Michael Owen and Ronaldo have turned into two gleaming swords and are rushing towards the landing point of the football...
"It's a counterattack!!! Be careful!!"
Wenger jumped to the sideline and shouted loudly, his tone full of panic that could not be concealed.
But, it's too late!
As if he knew the football would fall there, Owen volleyed ahead of the Arsenal full-back Chrissy.
In the next second, Owen himself collided violently with Chrissy who was rushing over because he couldn't hold back his footsteps.
It is still advantageous to attack, and the referee raised his hands to signal the game to continue!
It was Ronaldo who successfully threw off Arsenal's defenders in the middle to follow up!
And behind him are the desperate Gunners defender Gallas and Kolo Touré...
However, Gallas sprinted for a few steps, because there was a stabbing pain in his ankle that was plotted by Ronaldo just now, which made his right leg unable to exert strength at all...
Thus, the first 'straggler' appeared!
On the other side, Arsenal goalkeeper Almunia saw that the situation was not right, so he no longer dared to stand on the goal line in a daze, and ran in and outside...
He wants to 'confiscate' football before Ronaldo!
Football is flying and people are running!
One is in the sky.
Three on the ground.
This is a life and death contest!
St. James's Stadium became extremely quiet at this moment. Everyone was holding their breath and waiting for the first person to touch football in this contest, even Wenger who shouted loudly just now was not an exception...
In the night sky, only flakes of snowflakes are still dancing mischievously and peacefully!
boom!
The first person to touch football appeared!
A big foot wearing fiery red mensao sneakers flung coquettishly a second before Almunia touched the football...
It's Ronaldo!
The fat man has proved that as long as he is healthy, he is absolutely unstoppable on the court... Even now, he has become an alien fat man who is indistinguishable from a giant panda!
The football flew past Almunia, who had despairing eyes, and flew towards the goal in the distance!
then……
Plop... plop... plop! ! !
Poor Ronaldo didn't even have time to see if the football crossed the goal line after the shot, but was dumped by Almunia and Kolo Touré, who were running at high speed and had no time to 'brake'...
Almunia's head was in Ronaldo's crotch, and Kolo Touré's thigh was in Ronaldo's ass...
The three of them fell down on the muddy lawn in an extremely indecent and ambiguous posture!
Hum-hum-hum! !
The exclamation in the stands rang out desperately, Wang Qinghe jumped up from his seat with a huff, and there were countless people around her who made the same movement at the same time as her...
The fans are not worried about poor fat Ronaldo!
But because-
The football shot by the fat man in an incomparably coquettish posture landed on the lawn less than five or six miles away from the goal line before entering the goal...
then……
Ugh, then the football never bounced!
More than 140000 eyeballs almost popped out of the eye sockets at St. James' Park... Is it difficult... Are there undead?
Li Tongfan almost choked to death with a mouthful of saliva watching from the sidelines!
It turned out that because of the melted rainwater, the lawn near the goal line had long been trampled into a puddle of mud by Almunia. When the football fell into the puddle of mud, could it bounce back?
A puddle of mud that no one would normally want to look at, almost made the fans of both sides faint in anxiety at this moment!
Almunia lay on the ground and looked back inadvertently, tears of excitement were left behind!
God bless!
Can this kind of thing happen?
A force came out of nowhere, and the Arsenal goalkeeper no longer cared about the sore neck that was weighed down by the 180-pound fat man Ronaldo.
In just two or three seconds, the football will be held in his arms!
Danger will also go with the wind...
Almunia climbed forward joyfully...
One second!
Two seconds!
boom!
Just when Almunia, who was smiling, stretched out his hand, and wanted to hug the football with brown muddy water on its white body, hugging his closest lover...
one foot!
one leg!
one person!
According to the above sequence, all this suddenly appeared in his sight, the figure splashed a puddle of muddy water, and then sent the football to the place where it was supposed to go...
"boom……"
The audience rejoices!
"...Michael Owen!!! It's him again!! [The Flash Killer] tackled the football into the goal!! It was a fatal blow! He scored twice!"
"...Who can believe that a team can poke two bloody holes in a team like Arsenal with two fewer players? It is a peak Arsenal that set off a 'red storm' this season and maintained a 14-game winning streak..."
"3:0!! Damn it, is this guy Owen possessed by a god? He scored two goals in 3 minutes, and the power of Crazy Lee's 'Middle Finger Truth' was strengthened... The referee blew his whistle, and the first half is over!"
"...At first everyone thought that there was no suspense in the game, but now all views have to be overthrown and restarted. Those who waited for the myth of the lunatic Li Quansheng to be broken may be disappointed again..."
"...I don't know what kind of tactics Professor Wenger will adopt in the second half of the game to restore all this shame, but I know that the morale of the Arsenal players has fallen to the lowest point in history. If there is no special way to save it, Arsenal will be in danger even if they have the advantage of two people in this game!"
On the field.
After the referee blew the whistle for the end of the first half, the Newcastle players were still celebrating crazily, venting their joy with all kinds of crazy moves...
The Arsenal players lowered their heads and walked into the player tunnel with a blank expression on their faces...
Even Fabregas, the young and mature 'brain', showed a sense of depression...
in the stands.
Crazy fans held high a huge Newcastle black and white team flag, and ran hard from the aisle of the stand seats,
In the snowy night, the huge flag was hunting and sounding, like the sword fins of a bloodthirsty shark, it was sprinting across the sea of people!
Everywhere, the cheers of the fans followed!
"NEW CASTLE!!"
"NEW CASTLE!!!"
Amidst the shouts of anger throughout St. James, less than 10000 Arsenal fans were shivering in the bleak wind and rain. Their hearts were colder than their bodies. No one could accept keeping calm in such a situation, and pessimism lingered among them...
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