Chapter Twenty-Nine: The Battle in the Air (Part II)
As soon as Drogba got his hands on the ball, he found himself facing two big men in the middle - it was the Spaniard who was squeezing him from behind, and it was the half-breed who was striding towards him and trying to break the ball.
Don knows that when Drogba first arrived in the Premier League, his skills at his feet could be as rough as he could, and as long as two people defended him, he was very efficient in conceding the ball. So Wood and Piqui dealt with Drogba like this. Chelsea currently have only two attacking routes: Frank Lampard's late shot on goal and Didier Drogba. Does Frank Lampard have Matthew? Epson and Albertini will look after him, while Didier Drogba will have to face two physically strong opponents who don't have much experience in the game.
Wood stepped forward and swept the ball away, Drogba scrambled back, and Piquee reached out with a well-timed foot in the back...... Poked out!
Just cut off Drogba's ball so easily!
Of course, Drogba will not be willing to let the ball change hands like this, and he fights to chase the ball. But as soon as the center of gravity of his body was adjusted from leaning back to rushing forward, a red back figure was horizontal in front of him, and the big "8" on his back was on it. It was George, who lost to him in a header that led to Chelsea's equaliser? Wood.
Wood?
But Drogba felt like he had hit a stone. He never thought that his physical fitness was worse than anyone else, but this time, he found out for the first time that after he bumped into it, the other party did not react, and he was bounced back instead!
Experienced he fell with the trend, he felt George? Wood didn't continue his pursuit after crossing his body, but paused...... That's a deliberate obstruction, right?
The man fell to the ground, but the referee's whistle did not sound as expected, and the Forest team got a great opportunity to counterattack!
"What an amazing physicality! We've mentioned this many times. But for now I'm going to say -- George? Wood defeated Didier? Drogba! It's hard to believe that such a talent has only been in contact with football for less than two years! His strong body is God's gift to Nottingham Forest! ”
While the commentator was singing Woodgaard's praises, the Forest were at a critical stage of transitioning from defense to offense. Chelsea had just pressed up to attack, but they didn't expect Drogba's ball to be easily cut off, and their men didn't have time to return to the well-organized defence, and there were large open fields in front of them, as long as the timing and position of the pass were grasped, it was a very threatening counterattack.
But Wood was clearly not fit for the job.
He was used to wanting to pass the football to Albertini, but when he looked up, he saw that Lampard did not retreat back to the defence, but stepped forward to jam Albertini!
Frank Lampard was a clever move, he knew that Forest's attacks had to be launched by the Italian, so keeping Albertini in check would be tantamount to containing the Forest's attacking origins and buying time for his team-mates who were back in defence.
A voice suddenly in Wood's head told him that he couldn't do this, he couldn't pass it to the captain, otherwise not only would his team's offense not be able to play, but he might also be directly broken by the opponent to counterattack!
Thereupon...... He glanced at Albertini and turned his head back. Ribery was running forward, and this Scarface was so fast...... Why can't this be? I kicked the ball forward with all my might, kicked it where no one was, and then ...... Then let Scarface run!
As soon as he thought of it, Wood kicked the ball high in the air. He can only try to make sure that the football flies in the direction he wants, and as for where he can kick, he has no idea at all...... "This is the counterattack of the Forest team!! The narrator shouted, but soon he regretted it, "Uh...... It seems that the pass is too big, and such a ball cannot be caught! ”
Running forward, Ribery heard the cheers from the stands a layer louder, he looked back to see that the football was in the sky, falling in front of him, he increased his speed, but ...... A blue figure appeared in front of him.
"William? Gallas, he was in time where he was supposed to be, the ball came, he jumped! Header cleared...... He's on top! ”
That's right, the ball hurts, then bounces in front of Gallas, jumps high and flies right above Gallas's bald head...... This extremely unlikely thing actually happened!
"Go!" This hilarious scene of Donn in the coach's seat, but he didn't have time to hold his stomach and laugh non-stop. He rushed to the sidelines and yelled.
Frank? Ribery had planned to brake and wait for Gallas to stop the ball before pressing forward, or simply turn back to the defense. But the powerful habitual surname made it impossible for him to descend in the shortest possible time, but he didn't expect this to be a breakthrough of his own. He crossed by Gallas at high speed, not forgetting to say to his fellow French man in French: "Merci (thank you)!" ”
No one expected Gallas to rise to the top and Chelsea's defence crumble, with John Terry and Carvalho dropping their markers at the same time and lunging on Ribery – the new centre-back duo this season is not quite compatible.
Terry saw Carvalho and waved him back to the middle for Ribery to hand it over to himself. Carvalho obediently retreated. But Ribery is not a fool and he won't give the Chelsea defenders a chance to rebuild their backline! He immediately gave up his plan to continue to break through the bottom, and immediately got up and crossed!
The ball flew over John Terry's head and into Chelsea's airspace. Carvalho jumped to the top as he turned, and then he saw a dark shadow pressing down on him from the sky.
"Niklas-Bendtner!!"
The Danish boy's long golden hair arced in the rain, and Carvalho could even feel the droplets splashing on his face, and he reflexively closed his eyes. And then...... And then there's a sturdy body rush! A huge cheer followed...... "what_a_goooooal!!! What a powerful impact! Nottingham Forest are leading again! ”
As Carvalho fell on his back in the muddy water, he saw the red figure rushing out of his field of vision with his arms outstretched.
(To be continued)