Football: I carry forward Shaolin Kungfu

"Barrera shot beautifully!"

"Overtaken, we overtaken!"

"Haha, I knew we could score, we could score!"

"Kill the Cagliarians!"

On the Inter bench, all the players rushed out of their seats.

It was like a group of leopards sitting in a nest, suddenly bursting out and rushing towards their prey.

The shattered Cagliari away bench, the plastic bench was sloshing and creaking!

Although the players on the bench did not run on the field.

But as a member of the team, everyone's hearts are tightly tied!

This is the power of unity!

Of all the substitutes, one was the most excited.

Candreva!

Because Ye Chen squeezed onto the bench, he was very unhappy in his heart in the past two weeks, and he looked at Ye Chen everywhere.

Even in the first half of the game, after losing the ball because of Ye Chen's mistake, he mocked him vigorously.

I almost got into a conflict with the team.

However,

Barrera's goal just now swept away Candereva's depression in the past two weeks!

"Oh my God, well done!"

Candreva drank heavily, and

the towel hanging around his neck did not have time to put down.

Just rushed towards the south stand where Ye Chen and their slide rails!

He also wants to join in the celebration.

But unexpectedly, Candereva's first rush was not to score a hanging shot and overtake the score of the national team compatriot Barrera.

Instead, he ran towards Ye Chen

, a slide rail, and rushed in front of him.

"Ah!!!"

"Stinky boy, you really have two strokes, Lao Tzu is convinced today!"

Candrewa hugged the back of Ye Chen's head with both hands, swayed vigorously back and forth, and then opened her mouth and roared at him.

With a hideous face, he sprayed Ye Chen's spit on his face!

As a 32-year-old veteran.

Candreva has played in Serie A for more than a decade.

He has always been a regular member of major teams.

In the national team, he is also a regular at right wing-back.

In the European Cup and World Cup, he can often be seen playing for the Dullly Pear national team.

Candreva, known as the Machete, has been playing on the battlefield for many years, and has become the old churros of the stadium.

He knew very well in his heart that

Barrera's goal was naturally very beautiful!

Calm in front of goal, handled properly, comparable to the performance in front of goal of a top striker.

But this goal can score, 80% of the credit, must be credited to the assist, Ye Chen's head!

It was Ye Chen who was on the periphery of the penalty area, constantly making shooting feints, attracting Cagliari's defenders to approach him.

This creates the perfect opportunity for Barrera to be unguarded and insert into the box!

Although Ye Chen's pass was not accurate.

It was supposed to be a boccia, but it was passed.

But anyway, he just passed it, and Barrera also stopped the ball with a difficult stopping position and scored the goal.

This set goes together perfectly!

Candreva was impressed by Ye Chen's intelligence on the court.

A big arm went up and hugged Ye Chen!

It doesn't matter if it's the main force or the substitute.

Hey, as long as the team wins!

Candrewa couldn't hide the joy in his heart.

He loves this blue-black color on his body so much!

"Thank you, Candreva!"

Candereva rushed over from the bench to celebrate the goal with himself, which made Ye Chen quite moved.

"Keep going, now that we are ahead, Cagliari will definitely attack, there is a big gap in the back, we will play them one more and kill the game, understand!"

Candreva smiled, using his experience, quickly instructed Ye Chen a few words, then picked up the towel on the ground and ran back to the bench.

Face the Inter players who are kneeling in celebration under their noses.

The 5,000 die-hard fans in the Cagliarinan Stand were immediately angry!

One by one, the red eyes, all kinds of Italian national scolding, like rain rushed out.

“*&&......%￥&！"

"()*&...&" "¥"

also hit the Inter player with a middle finger, an umbrella, and many insulting gestures.

Coke, toilet paper, bananas, silver coins...

All sorts of things, throwing them down in a uproar.

Barrera is cold-eyed!

If Cagliari fans threw pigs' heads at him before, let the players who played for the stadium for three years and made more than a hundred appearances feel aggrieved and unwilling.

Now, the garbage they threw down, the invective.

In Barrera's opinion, it is so funny and ridiculous!

"Hehe, you can only do this, you have the ability to let your team enter us!"

Barrera sneered, stood up, and gave his teammates high fives.

Although he is a native of Cagliari, he feels that the five thousand fans in the South Stand are not worthy of being Cagliarians.

You are ruthless, just blame me for being unrighteous!

If Barrera rushed to the South Stand and knelt down towards the Cagliari fans, it was because of his own personal grudge and that of them.

Then the other Inter players, including Ye Chen, also rushed over and knelt.

It is the best response to Nana England!

They didn't want to provoke the opposing home fans so much.

But who told Na England to do so well?

They all ran to the nose of our bench players to go down the slide to celebrate, so let's look at the slide under the stage, courtesy, not too much, right?

"Not excessive, not excessive!"

Xu Yang faced Duan Xuan's inquiry and answered categorically.

"This, if I want to say, was provoked by this kid Nainglin in the first place, this guy is a prick!"

"I've met this kind of person before when I played in Goan."

"I heard that when Naingran was at Inter, he was caught smoking in the dressing room, so he was driven away by the team, and this is an opportunity to deliberately take revenge on his old club!"

"It's just a pity that Coach Xu," Duan Xuan looked at the camera proudly, lowered his head, and symbolically applauded his teammates, signaling everyone to cheer up Naingran, "Nayinglan must be very angry in his heart now, why did you score a goal and kneel, the goal was effective, I scored a goal and knelt, the goal was canceled, hahahaha!" "

Compared to the passionate celebration of the players on the field.

Inter boss Antonio Conte, but his posture is calm.

He signaled for the players to finish celebrating and return to their own half.

"Go back, go back quickly," Conte patted Ye Chen who passed by his side, "Go back to your place, don't get too excited!"

"Everyone, calm down, the game is not over yet!"

"They will definitely attack, pay attention to counterattacks, pay attention to the gap behind them!"

The voice just fell.

The fourth official in the field raised a sign and signaled the referee to change.

Three Cagliari players, standing on the sidelines, were eager to try.

Conte glanced at Maran with a slightly surprised look.

"Okay, you are a Maran, change three people in a row, you kid in the last fifteen minutes, is going to fight with me!"



Cagliari replaced three Cagliari players in a row

, two strikers and one midfielder.

Replaced two midfielders and a defender.

On the football field, it is rare to see all the substitutions used up at one time.

This means that in the following matches

, if a player in Cagliari is accidentally injured, it will not be possible to stick to the game.

They will face a 10-on-11 situation!

But Cagliari manager Maran obviously can't take care of that.

All he had in mind was to use the remaining 15 minutes to pull a ball back and score at least one point.

Taking advantage of the time of the substitution, he hurriedly laid out tactics with the players who were about to be replaced.

"The back is straight up the ball, the striker stays in the box, we do one thing, smash the header!"