"They aren’t without flaws!"
"Sergado hasn’t played on the field for a long ti, his condition is not good, we can create more trouble on the right side."
"And then there’s Marcelo’s side, he always likes to push forward, we need to focus more on..." Aguirre’s speech was passionate, Real Madrid’s two full-backs are their biggest weak point. The team brought in wing players like Simao, Reyes, and Luis Garcia this season, which perfectly sets the stage for exploiting wing attacks.
In fact, Atletico Madrid’s few chances in the first half ca from wing runs.
But the problem is, left winger Simao is not in form, and according to the latest feedback, he seems unable to continue due to injury; then there’s Maxi Rodriguez, who isn’t in great form in this match either.
Especially when facing Chen Zhong, it’s like collapsing at the first strike.
The failure on the wings also resulted in Fernando not getting a single shooting chance in the first half.
The only thing that brought Aguirre so comfort was Aguero.
Even though on the field, he was watched by Chen Zhong like he was his own child, Aguero managed to succeed in most one-on-one situations, except against Chen Zhong. He took advantage of Sergado’s lack of speed and constantly left the explosive Ramos trailing behind.
It was like saying, "Punching the Nanshan Nursing Ho, kicking the Beihai Kindergarten."
After a mont of hesitation, Aguirre decided to place Atletico Madrid’s second-half offensive in the hands of Aguero, letting him carry the team’s flag.
At halfti, just as they left the locker room, Aguirre even patted Aguero on the shoulder and said, "Be brave and go for it, rember, he’s just a defensive player. If you get a chance and seize it, you’ll be the hero."
These words greatly encouraged Aguero.
After the halfti break, the players returned to the field. As Marcelo was entering, he nudged Chen Zhong and said, "Chen, do you see Aguero? He’s been watching you the whole ti."
"Oh..." Chen Zhong glanced at Aguero, feeling a sense of nostalgia.
Back in his youth Champions League days, he liked provoking opponents to engage in more one-on-one duels with him.
The most famous opponent back then was probably the now-rising star at Barcelona, Bojan.
Is Aguero...
Entering into my comfort zone on purpose?
Why does that look in his eyes resemble a little teddy bear?
Atletico Madrid kicked off, and their attack formula in the first 15 minutes was very simple: find Aguero and let him use his skills to get into position.
Before the 15-minute mark, the Atletico players, fans, and coach were all full of confidence in this approach.
But after 15 minutes, Aguero, who had been repeatedly intercepted by Chen Zhong, began to question his own existence.
And when, in the 67th minute, Motta, who was performing well in this match, unexpectedly passed the ball to Fernando, who then got away from Ramos and had the best shot of the second half...
Aguirre had to admit a cruel reality: his halfti strategy was too "naive." If Aguirre thought so, the Atletico players were even more dejected.
They started fighting their own battles in attack, and beca exceptionally "aggressive" in defense.
Both teams gradually shifted from normal playing to physically challenging each other.
Motta took down Raul over here, Sergado clattered Fernando over there; Fernando tackled Marcel here, Ramos and Chen Zhong double-tead Aguero over there.
"That was a reckless foul."
"Ramos has received his seventh yellow card of the season."
"You can see how dissatisfied he is with Atletico Madrid’s performance during this period."
"Oh, my God!"
"Pereira, Pereira took down Robinho."
"This is also Pereira’s seventh yellow card of the season."
"The referee seems to have lost control of the ga. The teams are continuously fouling, causing the ga to lose its fluidity."
"Maxi Rodriguez!"
"He tackled Baptista!"
"A very reckless foul indeed; this is his fifth cumulative yellow card, and he will miss the next ga against Mallorca due to accumulation."
Maxi Rodriguez clearly lost his cool. With the Atletico fans yelling from the stands, his eyes were red, and it looked as if he would randomly pick soone to start trouble.
The rhythm of Atletico’s ga was thoroughly disrupted, and they’ve "accepted" defeat, allowing Real Madrid to step over them and complete the conquest of the "four devil ho grounds."
Now, they only want to show their "brutality," "iron blood," "filth," "rude," and "reckless" side.
After this foul, Maxi Rodriguez was subbed off by Santana, and Guti ca on for Baptista, who was evidently "burnt out."
As the offensive pivot upfront, he had been taken down nurous tis.
Soon after Guti ca on, he received a yellow card for an unnecessary pushing foul.
"Guti!"
"A very impulsive action."
"Chen Zhong ran up and put his arm around Guti, seemingly advising sothing."
"The referee issued the match’s eighth yellow card."
"It’s Guti’s sixth yellow card of the season."
"The referee seems to have lost control of the ga."
Guti was muttering in curses.
Initially, when Chen Zhong saw Guti, he felt Guti was mysterious and strong.
Accidental eye contact and that stunning outside foot long pass on the training ground showed Chen Zhong what it ans to be a master.
But with the early-season highlights fading and other teams realizing "killing" Guti ans killing Real Madrid...
They began to provoke, seduce, and anger Guti continuously at midfield.
"Say that one more ti, you SOB!"
"You little bastard." Guti was flushed, having gone from the absolute core starter to now a bench substitute; this Golden Wolf, whose career was nearing its end, couldn’t hold it together anymore.
If I hadn’t seen the light, I could bear the darkness.
But...
I’ve experienced being a starter, and now I have to endure the feeling of being a substitute.
Atletico’s actions grew larger and larger; they no longer aid to win. Faced with a rival stepping over their heads, aiming to seal a historic triumph over them in this derby, and push them out of La Liga’s top three, their only thought now is...
Kick, kick, kick!
Kicking you damn it.
Schuster bit his teeth on the sideline. When he saw Chen Zhong take Aguero down with a clean slide tackle, the referee didn’t pull out a card because it was so clean, and a conflict between the two teams was about to erupt...
Schuster used his last substitution, bringing on Sneijder for Chen Zhong.
"Damn, damn!"
"Don’t sub out!"
Chen Zhong’s face was flushed. He looked at the electronic board timing, it was only 78 minutes, and he was ready to give those Atletico guys a little "shock therapy"!
Damn it
I’ve only tackled one of you, and you’re subbing out?
"Calm down, kid!" Schuster gave Chen Zhong a hug amidst the overwhelming boos and said,"We’re already victorious, there’s no need to over-argue with the losers."
No stable-winning team would wrestle with a "lost dog."
Chen Zhong opened his mouth, he was actually quite calm; he could even ensure he would tackle within "reasonable" bounds. His composure on the field was high, and his face wasn’t red from anger, just excitent. Under the judgnt of calm, the surge in adrenaline produced an exceptionally terrifying effect.
Ahem, after all that was said...
Coach, don’t do this, I want to tackle!
The kind where I don’t get carded.
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