"Maël! Maël! Maël!!"
The lights blazed, the shouts deafened, the Blades fans were in full voice, their cries even reaching the surrounding streets.
An indomitable momentum pressed down on the Preston players, causing them to make forced errors, and the situation became chaotic.
Sheffield United had already hammered in a goal right from the start, and such a wonderful world-class goal at that.
They could probably imagine how high-spirited and full of vigor their opponents were at this moment! "Don't rush, don't rush!"
Preston's coach, Landers, looked worried. He had been standing in the coaching area since the beginning of the game, never leaving. "Their attacking methods are very simple, don't worry, just play your own game."
He wanted to use this method to help his players regain their confidence and believe that they could defeat their opponents.
Swallowing, Landers felt his throat was slightly hoarse. He was still very frustrated by being caught off guard like this.
Didn't the pre-match investigation say that the kid's greatest characteristic was his Cross? His ability to compete and break through wasn't considered outstanding... How come as soon as he came on the field, he was knocking over their full-backs and scoring with Long Shots?
"Information asymmetry!"
He really wanted to shout this sentence out in melancholy, but no one would listen to his complaints.
He could only wait until he returned to the team and grab the data analyst by the collar to ask in a friendly manner, what the hell are you guys doing?
"Bang."
In the twenty-seventh minute of the match, Maël once again received a penetrating pass from his teammate in a favorable position.
Landers quickly followed to the side, wanting to remind the full-back that he just does Bicycle Kicks faster, and doesn't have any other means of dribbling past people.
But thinking that he had told the full-back this before the game, he didn't say anything.
As he thought, Maël did indeed start doing Bicycle Kicks after receiving the ball, and quickly 'slapped' the ball to the outside, preparing to Cross.
"Break him!"
He shouted, and found that his own full-back's center of gravity was indeed not deceived, and he exploded to keep up with Maël's change of direction.
But then, Maël, who had tasted the sweetness not long ago, used a simple and crude method, and his body leaned heavily against the full-back who was following up.
With a 'bang', the full-back was knocked away by half a body position again, and Maël sent a Cross towards the middle.
"Damn it!" Landers cursed in a bitter voice, feeling unreasonable, and slowly leaned back, his slope was very amazing, and he pushed his hips forward, his whole body tense.
"Bang!!"
In the middle position, Sheffield United's high center forward Bologanovic jumped high and headed the ball towards the goal, but unfortunately he didn't touch the ball enough and hadn't found the feeling yet, and the header was slightly off.
Landers breathed a sigh of relief, and then turned angrily to look at the bench, wanting to find a stronger full-back to replace him.
But after looking left and right, he finally pursed his lips and turned his head back to the field.
"The kids these days are too wicked!" He raged impotently. For teams like them without strong full-backs, there was really no way to deal with wingers like Maël.
"The first half of the game is coming to an end, and Sheffield United has created several good opportunities. The number of corner kicks and set pieces is also very dominant!" "The performance of these two young men, Maël and Gilbert, is surprising. Even though they lack seasoned experience, they make up for it with the daring and fighting spirit of newcomers. They have made the Preston players feel uncomfortable."
"Landers' face has not been very good. His coaching style is like this... He is a passionate type, and his expression and emotions easily change with the situation of the team."
"Let's take a look at this attack! A beautiful three-on-two on the wing! Karl Way has entered the penalty area, he went straight from the full-back position, and Ward rushed to the baseline position behind him, what will he choose?!"
On the field, under the cheers of the audience, Sheffield United's right back Karl Way rushed to the baseline position on the ribs.
He glanced at the center of the penalty area and found that the opponent was already in a somewhat flustered trend and was quickly retreating.
This kind of sprint retreat is not easy to reverse the center of gravity in the opposite direction.
He learned from Ward's assist to Maël and knocked the ball towards the position of the inverted triangle! Sure enough, the football created a reaction difference! Many Preston players wanted to change their center of gravity and kick the ball after seeing it, but their bodies couldn't keep up, and the football slipped past by a hair's breadth.
"Bang!!"
The midfielder Janu Hans, who followed up to push the shot, stretched his body and pushed a beautiful arc of the instep close to the ground towards the far corner.
The football crossed the haphazardly blocking legs in the penalty area and rolled into the far corner of the goal!
Two to zero! Sheffield United extended their lead!
"Oh!!" The home fans were like celebrating the New Year, dancing wildly in the stands, celebrating the goal with ecstasy.
Closer to the first home victory of the new season!
"Karl Way, my bedroom door is open for you tonight."
Janu Hans chuckled suggestively, pointing at Karl Way, who had assisted him, and sprinted over, "Bring your gear."
"Get lost."
Karl Way looked disgusted, but still opened his arms to him, delighted by the goal, "If I had known, I would have passed the ball to Gilbert."
Gilbert, who was behind them, didn't hear clearly and misunderstood their meaning. After a chill, he said, "Is there such a tradition or rule at Sheffield United to receive assists from teammates?"
He thought of Ward's assist to Maël and couldn't help but mourn for his brother for a few seconds.
Wait, didn't Maël also assist him before?
"What are you thinking, idiot!"
Maël ran up, laughed twice, and pushed him towards the celebrating crowd.
After the restart, it was visible to the naked eye that Preston's coach Landers' face darkened a few degrees.
He no longer walked along the sidelines, but stood there with his hands in his pockets, watching the ball move indifferently.
He glanced at his watch, there wasn't much time left before the end of the first half.
Let's just end it like this, I'll try to salvage the situation during halftime, maybe we can survive.
"Bang!"
At this moment, he saw the opponent's midfielder Janu Hans pass the ball to Maël's feet, and Maël started his magical bicycle kick again.
"Defend against him bumping into you, be smart!"
Landers gritted his teeth and reminded, "His breakthrough won't get past you, avoiding the confrontation is winning!"
The Preston full-back seemed to have heard him, occasionally feinting during the defense, enticing Maël to bump into him so he could actively dodge.
Just like that, after Maël finished three bicycle kicks, he stepped on the ground with his right foot and his left body moved sharply to the left, seemingly about to make the final breakthrough.
The Preston defender was fooled, putting his center of gravity on his inside, only to see that Maël didn't dribble the ball! Damn it!
It was still a feint!
"Pa!" Maël stepped on the ground with his left foot and exerted force again, dribbling the ball to the outside right, and glanced at the center position.
Bicycle kicks and Step-Over Dribbling can of course be used in combination, only in this way can a dazzling illusion be created to deceive the opponent's center of gravity! "Bang!"
Maël hooked the football with his right foot and sent a Cross towards the center, the football's arc turned sharply towards the front point.
"Ah" Landers, who was not far from them, once again thrust his crotch forward and leaned his body back, trying to use his body movements to twist away the danger of the ball, this seemed to be a human instinct.
But this time, he wasn't so lucky.
Bologanovic, the center forward who had been buried for a long time, had greatly improved his form after meeting Maël, a very good partner.
"Bang!"
He rushed out quickly and used the back of his head to flick the football towards the goal.
Before he had time to look back, he first saw the fans standing up on both sides, and heard the deafening shouts: "Yeah!!"
Goal! His first goal of the new season! Leading three to zero in the first half! "Maël!" Bologanovic grabbed the bottom edge of his clothes with both hands and turned them up, constantly shaking his clothes to express his excitement, he sprinted towards the side, towards Maël's embrace.
"Oh!" Preston's coach Landers, who was left in a mess in the wind, thrust his crotch even higher, making a loud noise under the cover of cheers.
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