Chapter 302: Zidane's old spicy

As for Scolari, there has been no option to replace personnel until now, to be honest, Lao Lei is quite dissatisfied in his heart. He thinks the veteran Brazilian coach is too indecisive at the moment, although he knows that he kept Miguel on the pitch to maintain Portugal's attacking power and counter-attacking strength. But in Lao Lei's view, it is the most important thing to take the lead in stabilizing his own defense line at this time, and as long as Ribery is still on the field, Lao Lei does not think that Miguel will be able to play in the next game, and even whether he can boldly insert it should be a problem.

Thinking of his embarrassing situation in Ribery, Old Ray was very adamant that Miguel would not dare to intervene at all. Moreover, even if he plugs it in, Lao Lei will not be optimistic about him. Because, in today's football trend, a good full-back should be able to defend and attack strongly in the game. And he is not optimistic, Miguel can take care of these two things in such a situation, or whether he can do one of them is a question.

Taking advantage of a dead-ball opportunity, Lao Lei looked at the sidelines again, but Scolari still made him stand on the sidelines with his chest crossed in disappointment, and did not have the slightest intention of making a substitution. Although many Portuguese substitutes, including Ferreira, have already warmed up on the sidelines.

Dissatisfied is dissatisfied, but Lao Lei, who is a player, has nothing to do at this moment. In this case, he can only set his sights on Ribery again. Considering the current situation is not very good, he is determined to try his best to suppress the scar man's play first.

Fortunately, not everything is bad news at this time, at least the effect of Ronaldo's hard attack in the front court. Or to the satisfaction of France. Although he did not score, Ronaldo continued to attack. It still drew the attention of the French team's defense and reduced a lot of pressure on Portugal's own defense. Thanks to this. The situation between the two sides on the pitch at the moment is also comparable, and neither is having a good time.

And this in itself should be good news for Portugal, which leads the score, after all, Lao Lei and Portugal are eager for time to pass in your back and forth. It's just that, I don't know why, Lao Lei has a faint strong uneasiness in his heart. Because the situation was so smooth, too quiet. It's not that Lao Lei has any masochistic habits, but France's move to not set off any violent counterattack so far is too treacherous, which makes people wonder if there is any deep meaning in it.

As the game came to the 70th of the second half. This feeling in his heart became more and more obvious. At this time, the silence of the French is like the calm before the storm, and there is a suffocating sense of oppression, and I don't know at what point this terrible force will burst out at once.

This feeling is not only old Ray, but an experienced old Portuguese commentator also senses that something is wrong. So, although the situation facing Portugal at the moment is good, he frowned and said with concern: "Our players have to pay attention, the French are too quiet. It's so unusually quiet. If I hadn't known I wasn't asleep, I would have wondered if it was an ordinary league game, not a World Cup semi-final. ”

Some people may scoff at what he said, but if Lao Lei hears the words. I will definitely introduce him as a confidant, because the old narrator just happened to tell the uneasiness and doubts in his heart completely, and it was not bad at all. The current situation is too evil. The evil door is so bad that people don't feel at ease.

Just when he was puzzled, Lao Lei suddenly glanced at the quiet Zidane. Suddenly. It dawned on him where the silence of the evil sect came from. Isn't the answer right in front of his own eyes? Thinking about the neglect he had just given Zidane, a cold sweat suddenly flowed from his heart. Old fox! Glancing at Zidane, who was still quiet to a low profile, Lao Lei cursed in his heart.

At this moment, Lao Lei immediately knew that he was being tricked by Zidane. However, noticing Gui Gui, Lao Lei can only secretly pay more attention to Zidane at the moment, and can't do anything else. Because of the presence of Ribery, he can be said to have fallen into Zidane's conspiracy at the moment, and he has to do it, because he can't just let Ribery play wantonly on the left side.

No matter what, the most important thing in front of me is this scarface, not the old fox. Faced with this dilemma in front of him, Lao Lei quickly made a decision. Although Zidane, who is secretly accumulating strength, is more dangerous no matter how you look at it, it is Ribery who needs to solve the problem first.

In the 73rd minute of the second half, Henry roamed out of the penalty area and formed a three-man attack group with Zidane and Ribery on the left side of the field. All of a sudden, Portugal's defensive pressure on the left side was a little stretched. No matter how powerful Lao Lei is, he can't block the gap between Miguel and Mera. In terms of personal strength alone, Lao Lei may not suffer a loss, but in terms of overall level, it has to be said that Lao Lei's side is at a disadvantage.

After using continuous short passes to fully mobilize the three of Lao Lei, after Zidane received the ball, he suddenly cut inside and put on a posture of breaking through with the ball. He's going to exert his strength?! Seeing this, this thought first flashed through Lao Lei's mind. As a result, he immediately reversed his center of gravity and put himself on Zidane's side to interfere with his dribbling.

However, just as he made such an action, he immediately chuckled in his heart, and at the same time he was shocked in his heart, he shouted, it's not good, it's messy if you care! It turned out that Zidane didn't expect that his deliberately low-key would always hide from Lao Lei, so he took advantage of the situation to make a move to get away with it. This time, his real purpose is not to cut inside with the ball himself, but to make wedding clothes for others.

After attracting Lao Lei's attention, a trace of pride immediately flashed in the depths of Zidane's eyes. Then, with his feet on his feet, he changed his homeopathic lead to a back-heel knock and returned the ball to Ribery. Damn it! Seeing this, Lao Lei immediately forcibly reversed his center of gravity, wanting to reverse the situation. But if he wants to achieve this goal, he needs time, but the level of Ribery and Henry will not leave this time for Lao Lei.

By the time Ray had just turned his back on the wheel, Ribery and Henry had already hit the wall twice in a row, and finally Henry, King of Highbury, was a beautiful smash ball that shook off the arch-rival Mera and smashed into the heart of Portugal. From a centre-back's point of view, Mella, both in terms of experience and strength, cannot compete with a top player like Thierry Henry.

Thankfully, to the exclamations of the Portuguese fans, Thierry Henry ultimately failed to make his trademark long-distance run down the left. After a final horizontal flick, he curled straight into the top corner of the far corner, which was firmly grasped by the very focused Ricardo, and did not leave Malouda any chance to make up for it.

In this regard, the Portuguese fans naturally sat down with confidence and joy, but Lao Lei was still very dissatisfied. is not dissatisfied with the result, but dissatisfied with being played by Zidane. Even if the reason why this was teased was mainly because of his innate disadvantage that the defending side could only passively follow the attacking side, this could not reduce the depression in Lao Lei's heart at this time.

Damn it!! After scolding in his heart, Lao Lei turned his head and stared coldly, still looking at Zidane, who still looked low-key. No matter how much he admired the other party, after being played by the other party like a monkey, the anger in his heart was like a bunch of slapping hats and sparks, and he couldn't suppress it. It's not that Lao Lei can't afford to lose, it's just that he hasn't tasted this kind of taste for too long, and now he suddenly tastes it like this, just like swallowing snake gall for the first time, revealing a fresh nausea.

"How's that boy, you know it's amazing, right?!" At this time, Lao Lei's mind was already on Zidane, but Ribery just didn't know how to do it. After seeing Lao Lei deflated, he walked up at this time and arrogantly put up cruel words. But how did he know that Lao Lei had the spare time to pay attention to him at this time. To put it mildly, in Lao Lei's eyes at the moment, he is the immediacy of an annoying fly.

"Who are you?!" After coldly dropping a sentence and interrupting Ribery's speech, regardless of the expression of the French scar man, Lao Lei immediately turned his head and left as if he was hiding from dirt. At this time, how to deal with and repay Zidane has once again become the first priority in Lao Lei's heart, where Berry has naturally become an insignificant person in his heart.

Since this is the case, Lao Lei, who has always been realistic, naturally does not want to spend more effort on the other party. If the other party is an insignificant person, he doesn't even bother to spend the strength of scolding on the other party, this is Lao Lei's reality. In a way, it's a very cost-effective way to do things. However, at the same time, it can also very much provoke the other party, and it is the kind that is extremely angry, such as Ribery at the moment.

A long, arduous and difficult career has given Ribery extraordinary tenacity and mental endurance. But in turn, it also made his heart a little inferior and sensitive. At this time, Lao Lei's attitude and tone of not caring and driving away mosquitoes were like a barb, stabbing his self-esteem. If Lao Lei could look back at this moment, then he would definitely be able to find that the degree of Ribery's hideous face at this time was not bad at all with the image of the black * society in his heart.

It's a pity that he doesn't have the mentality to appreciate this at this time.

Bastard! Bastard!!

The anger brought about by being played by the teaser did not ease in his heart with the passage of time, but intensified, and under the catalysis of almost paranoid desire to win, it turned into a pile of skyrocketing fire! Boom, in his body, like a volcanic eruption, exploded!!

So, his slightly narrowed, cold eyes, at this moment, naturally stared at Zidane, full of wolf nature! Vicious wolf nature!!

He wanted to destroy the quiet, low-key thing in the other party.

Tear him to pieces, and devour him alive! (To be continued......)