Chapter 665: A Contest of IQ

Newcastle United fans really don't have to worry, because their team is ahead of Liverpool away, no matter how passive the situation is on the field, the leading side will have a psychological advantage, and Liverpool will only tie it with a goal.

In addition, they are not worried about Zhen Shaolong's state.

Zhen Shaolong's state does not look good, and he can't get the ball for a long time, but scoring is the best indicator of form, Zhen Shaolong seized the opportunity to score the ball, what else is there to say?

Contrast.

The brightest star of the pitch was Fernando Torres, who was very active up front, often playing with his team-mates and occasionally threatening the Newcastle United goal, and he also had two direct shots, one of which was a very good chance.

However, no goals were scored.

Another shining star was Michael Irving, who didn't play badly either, but ultimately couldn't score.

Zhen Shaolong was simply born to score goals, and he rewrote the score with just one touch.

What else is there to worry about!

The feeling of the players on the field is even more obvious, Zhen Shaolong did not touch the ball for a long time, and directly scored the ball with one touch, and the Liverpool players felt very depressed at the same time, but also felt vigilant.

They were a little slack before, because Zhen Shaolong didn't even touch the ball, and some players thought, "Do you still need to defend seriously?" ”

Now the answer is out, "Very much needed!" ”

Zhen Shaolong's touch of the ball is a direct threat to the goal!

It's better to keep him on the ball all the time.

Among them, Mascherano was the most depressed, just now he was satisfied with his defensive performance, and he praised himself in his heart, and even said to Zhen Shaolong, "Don't think about touching the ball." ”

Outcome......

The opponent scored directly.

Mascherano looked at Zhen Shaolong from a distance, and he felt that his face was burning, as if he had been slapped several times in a row!

Oh yes!

This guy is really not ordinary!

Sidelines.

Liverpool manager Rafael Benitez frowned, he predicted that the game would be a goal shootout, a goal did not matter, he believed that the team would score a goal sooner or later, but the goal just now changed the situation.

That's faith.

Zhen Shaolong is not only Newcastle United's leading scorer and core player, but also the spiritual pillar of Newcastle United, and his performance determines Newcastle United's results.

Rafa Benitez is convinced of the importance of Zhen Shaolong in the Newcastle United team, and Zhen Shaolong will also have a huge impact on the game, for example, when Zhen Shaolong does not perform well, Newcastle United's fighting spirit and confidence will be affected.

Liverpool will also be affected, with players feeling a good chance of winning.

Contrarily.

Newcastle United will be fighting high and increase their confidence in winning, while Liverpool are the opposite, they are playing with momentum, and their inner judgment of the game is certainly not as resolute as it was just now.

As soon as the fighting spirit and confidence rise and fall, it will definitely have an impact on the performance, and it will affect the next games.

The impact of this goal was huge.

If you want to save Liverpool's fighting spirit and confidence, you must equalize the score as soon as possible, but the goal can only rely on the players on the pitch, Benitez thinks hard and knows that there is no way, he can only hope to complete the goal as soon as possible.

Keegan on the other side smiled.

Keegan has been worried about Zhen Shaolong's performance just now, and he is not so worried when he sees a goal, as long as there is a goal, what else can he say?

Didn't touch the ball for 20 minutes?

Never mind!

Zhen Shaolong's shot directly rewrote the score, and the performance of everyone else on top of it was top.

By this time, Owen was almost forgotten.

The depression in Owen's heart is definitely not smaller than that of his opponent Liverpool, it was obviously his wonderful shot, but it was Zhen Shaolong who completed the goal.

Reasonable?

But Owen knew that he still had to blame himself, if he scored the ball directly, Zhen Shaolong would not have a chance to make up the shot, he could only stand beside Zhen Shaolong, barely smiling and celebrating the goal with everyone.

When Zhen Shaolong celebrated his goal, he didn't forget to remind others, "Be careful, don't pass the ball to me!" ”

“……”

The other teammates all nodded in listening, and Owen felt a huge blow, Zhen Shaolong directly emphasized not to pass the ball, and the result was still completed.

"Didn't you decide a long time ago, don't compare it with Zhen Shaolong...... How do you always want to compare......"

He blamed himself for not being able to keep his calm.

Mascherano happened to pass by next to him, and he also heard Zhen Shaolong's words, and the corners of his mouth twitched very disdainfully, "It must have been said to me on purpose, right?" Otherwise, it happened to be heard by me? ”

"How smart am I, Javier Mascherano?"

"Trying to lie to me?"

"It's still too far away!"

"It doesn't matter if you pass the ball or not, cooperate or not, just keep an eye on you, don't think about the next chance!"

This time, Mascherano just said it in his heart, he didn't want to say it again, because Zhen Shaolong had just finished scoring a goal, and if he said it again, he would only be regarded as a fool.

He thinks he's smart enough.

Soon.

The game is back on.

Zhen Shaolong's goal was a blow to Liverpool's morale, but after all, it was only a goal, and Liverpool entered the game with determination, and every player vowed to work hard to help the team win and fight for the glory of the league title.

It's a very important thing for Liverpool and for each of them.

After the resumption of the game, Liverpool continued to engage in fierce confrontation and fast-paced attack and defence, and their overall performance was quite good, seemingly unaffected by the goal, and immediately relied on a strong midfield to suppress Newcastle United.

Cooperate!

Deliver!

Run actively!

Every Liverpool player is working hard, every Liverpool player is fighting, and it also makes them play a wonderful attack as a whole, and the fans on the sidelines are also cheering one wave after another.

This is enough to illustrate the threat created by Liverpool.

In the 26th minute, Kuyt's cross from the flank was met by Gerrard's powerful volley that hit the crossbar, and Torres followed up with a follow-up shot that went wide of the goal.

In the 29th minute, Benayoun's header was picked up by Given.

In the 33rd minute, Gerrard dribbled across the penalty line and fired a hasty shot that bounced off Jean's leg.

In the 34th minute, Benayoun kicked the ball in and Gerrard's header went high over the crossbar.

Liverpool are constantly attacking and threatening the Newcastle United goal.

Newcastle United was worried about the goal, even Keegan in the coach's box couldn't sit still, standing on the sidelines and staring carefully at the direction of his goal, with a worried look written on his face, he regretted listening to Zhen Shaolong and adopting an aggressive attacking strategy.

Go on like this......

It's only a matter of time before the opposition scores!

The only good news is that Liverpool have not scored so far, and Newcastle United are still in the lead, even if Liverpool score a goal, it will only tie it.

on the field.

The turning point of the game came in the 39th minute, when Liverpool's attack hit the midfield and was tackled, and Barton's diagonal pass found Owen to launch a quick counterattack.

Owen did really well this time.

Dribble!

Hurry up!

Liverpool was suddenly tackled and the backcourt was very flustered, they were paying attention to Zhen Shaolong almost immediately, but Owen only touched Ager with the ball all the way, Ager was still a little too young, he was shaken away by a small change of direction by Owen, and Owen continued to run wild with the ball.

When he was about to rush to the penalty area line and kick up, Ager behind him still did something, he pulled Owen back a position, pulled the jersey very secretly, and then pretended to be unstable and fell to the ground.

And then.

Owen also fell to the ground.

Owen was a real fall, and Ager was pretending, but both of them were exaggerated.

The referee galloped over.

Owen lay on the ground for more than half a minute, until the referee showed the yellow card to the 'exaggerated' Ager, then he stood up with his teeth covered his cheeks, he was indeed injured, slid on the grass, scratched the skin on the left side of his face, and there was already a slight blood stain flowing out.

Ager is perfectly fine.

"Let's see, Owen, he's got a face injury, and I don't know if I'm going to be able to keep going."

"In slow motion just now, Ager was a tactical foul, and this ball is definitely a red card if it is harsh. However, the referee probably also took into account the importance of the game, and still chose to only take out the yellow card, which can be regarded as a chance for Ager and the whole Liverpool. ”

If the referee shows a red card, Liverpool really don't have a chance.

Before the first half time passed, with a ten-man lineup and Newcastle United, they would definitely become very short of people when considering paying special attention to Zhen Shaolong.

Owen held on.

"I'm fine, it's a bruise!" He said to his teammates.

Zhen Shaolong took a look at Owen's cheeks and found that there was indeed no big problem, but the epidermal abrasions were obvious, and there would definitely be obvious scars during the recovery process, which would probably affect his appearance? However, considering that Owen has a family and a business...... Looks don't seem to work.

"You're coming, I'm coming?"

Zhen Shaolong looked at the penalty spot and asked.

In fact, Owen hoped to make free throws, because he wanted to complete the goal, but after looking at the position and estimating his footwork, he still decided to give it to Zhen Shaolong, because the outcome of the game involves the championship competition, and the goal is extremely important, "Come on!" ”

"Good!"

Zhen Shaolong did not hesitate.

The position of this ball is facing the goal, only two meters away from the line of the big penalty area, less than 20 meters from the goal, although the distance is very close, but in fact it is not a good ball, because the opponent's human wall will also be very close, can block almost all the angles, and can only kick a high arc ball to find an angle to score the ball.

Either that's ......

Zhen Shaolong obviously won't pin his hopes on cooperation, and when he stood at the penalty spot, he had already begun to engage in psychological warfare with Liverpool goalkeeper Reina.

This ball is psychological warfare.

Zhen Shaolong was full of confidence to hang the ball into the dead corner, and even said that Reina knew that he would have a dead corner, but the difference between the left corner and the right corner.

Because the ball has to throw a big arc to go over the wall, it is impossible to play too hard, and if Reyna makes the right choice, he will definitely have time to seal the ball.

Otherwise.

Goals, of course.

Zhen Shaolong began to look at Reina, he actually had a lot of opinions about Reina, because Reina's name was pronounced the same as Rena, which really made him feel very depressed, and whenever he saw Reina, he would think of Rena when he thought of his name.

Then the faces of the two were ......

Ahem!

Zhen Shaolong felt that he shouldn't think too much, he was competing with Reina in IQ, and even pointed to the left side in advance.

The action was clearly done, and Reyna must have seen it.

From a psychological point of view, the first to tell the other party what direction to kick, with the other party's personality, you can roughly judge whether the other party will believe or not, a similar process is a psychological process.

Zhen Shaolong felt that he didn't have this IQ......

Wrong!

"Mainly because I don't know Reina, yes, this is the main thing!" Zhen Shaolong gave himself a reason.

After a glance at the eyes, Zhen Shaolong took a few steps back, then trotted forward, and after glancing at the goal again, he waved his right foot high.

"Rub it up!"

Zhen Shaolong still chose the outer instep, which is easier to kick out than the inner instep.

If it is an experienced goalkeeper, it is enough to know which corner the football is facing when he sees the way he plays the ball and the route over the human wall, but Reina has no reaction time at all, and at the moment when Zhen Shaolong takes his feet, he must choose a direction, which is similar to the meaning of judging the penalty in advance, otherwise it will not be possible to have another chance.

He chose the left side.

But.

When Reyna rushed to the left and watched the ball closely, he knew it must have gone in because the ball was rushing towards ......

Middle!

Zhen Shaolong didn't look for an angle at all, but kicked in front of the goal, as long as Reina judged in advance, he would definitely give way to the middle position.

He did it!

The ball is hoisted across the goal line from the middle of the goal.

Suddenly.

There was a cacophony of voices in the stands all around, more of the Liverpool fans' disappointment at the goal.