Chapter 13 Making a Legendary Debut

"What are you playing?"

Head coach Neil Harid filled with indignation, and he scolded his disciples.

He was ashamed of the game.

When did Millwall fall into a bus?

Where have the teams that have broken the bones and also attacked?

Looking at the angry head coach, the players seemed even more frustrated. On this game alone, they played really badly.

"The second half!" Neil Harid was full of fierce eyes, and said: "I want to see the change, Grigory, you are not allowed to return to the backcourt, give me waiting at the other side's defense!"

Grigory reluctantly said: "I don't go back to catch the ball, the ball can't come under my feet at all."

It's not that he doesn't trust his teammates, but that's the truth.

Neil Harid took a deep breath and said, "The ball will pass."

? ? ?

The crowd suddenly looked up, only to see Yi Lei not knowing when to stand in front of the coach, Neil Harid looked solemnly: "Understand?"

Yi Le nodded and said, "Understand!"

"well!"

Neil Harid pointed to the door and said, "You are now questioned. This game will be the key to whether you can stay. I didn't want to put too much pressure on you, but the current situation does not allow it. .I know this is not a proper debut, but it is a debut that can make a legend. "

Poppy poppy! !!

Neil Harid slammed Yi Le's shoulder fiercely, and said loudly: "Go out of this door and tell the fans that Neil Stadium is welcoming not the mental retardation, but the fangs of the lion!"

"I have only one request from you !!!"

Neil Harid yelled at Yi Le's shoulder. He was gambling, betting that Yi Le could support the burden he gave him.

"Pass! Pass the ball. Don't worry about defense. Upson will be your most reliable backing."

"Using your sharpest weapon, shredding the Wolves' defense, can you do it ?!"

Neal Harid roared, and Yi Le responded with a loud voice: "Yes!"

"Very good, guys are ready to fight! Now the gun rack is ready for you. What we need is offense! Offense! Offense! Then, goal! Goal! Goal!"

.......

At the same time, the live commentary also received news of player turnover.

"In the second half of the game, Millwall finally made adjustments. They replaced Abduh, who was in poor condition in the first half, and chose the 21st player. Easy?"

"Uh ..." George Stephen wiped his eyes, and he didn't dare to talk about his face: "This ... that ... keke, it's easy to be a genius from Lamasia ... well ... midfielder I hope this teenager will surprise us. "

After that, George Steven quickly took off the headset, hid Mike, and turned his head and shouted, "What a joke? Is it really that mentally retarded? Neil is crazy ?!"

The staff in the studio nodded, signalling that the news was true.

With this commentary, the auditorium exploded.

"It's over! Neal gave up the game!"

"Crazy! Crazy! Let a mental retard comb the midfield? This is the funniest joke I've ever heard!"

"What's wrong with Millwall? Stupid coaching staff, they're committing a crime!"

"We don't need mental retardation! The adjustment of the coaching staff will make us a joke !!!"

There was a sudden loud noise at the scene, and Millwall fans couldn't believe their heads. They couldn't believe this behavior of the coaching staff.

At such a critical time, they turned into a mentally retarded midfielder?

At the 'Soccer Hooligans on Green Street' stand, Rald was even more angry. He gathered a lot of people and shouted in unison:

"Chinese with mental retardation! Get out of Mirwall!"

"Get out!"

"Get out!"

"Get out!"

"Get out!"

Fans' fierce response also attracted the attention of the away team Wolves coach, Dean Sanders.

When asked about the assistant coach, he couldn't help but smile: "Mentally disabled? Midfielder? Neil must be crazy."

...

When the players of the two teams returned to the court, Yi Le stood at his own lower back, and he stared blankly at the surrounding boiling site.

What are they shouting?

But Yi Le had no time to think that his attention had been attracted by the game.

Taking advantage of the time before the tee shot, Yi Le twisted her waist and turned her ankles, a calm look.

Not to mention, after entering the stadium, Yi Le's eyes really don't look like a mental retard.

In the middle circle, Grigory couldn't help glancing at Yi Le and said, "Is he all right?"

The mountain shouting tsunami made him feel terrified, let alone a rookie.

Gein smiled, patted his left chest, and said, "Don't worry, he has a big heart. We still think about how to run neutral in a moment."

Upon hearing this, Grigory's eyes lit up and he grinned, "Yes!"

He still remembers Yi Le's words.

I just need to run to neutral and the ball will definitely arrive.

At first, he didn't believe it very much, but in the training competitions, the facts proved everything.

...

"That's a mentally weak midfield?" Moutinho's eyes twitched a few times, and he couldn't imagine that there would be a mental retardation in the midfield where he needed to kick the ball.

And it is still in the second level of Europe, the championship.

Traore also smiled at the corner of his mouth, saying, "Isn't there another Balotelli before him?"

"Isn't Balotelli stupid? He's doing it!"

"Is there any difference?"

"Well, it makes no difference!"

At this point, another midfielder, Deng Dongkeer, stepped forward and asked, "Do I need to stare at him?"

Moutinho smiled confidently and said, "No need, I will finish him!"

Beep! !! !!

With the whistle of the referee, the second half of the game began.

At the live commentary, George Steven reluctantly said: "Well, we need to accept the facts, we can only look forward to a good play in the" genius "midfield."

He bit the stress in the word "genius" and couldn't tell the strange yin and yang.

"Wolves kicked off. Millwall's boys seemed to have resumed their fighting spirit. They began to push fiercely. They ... broke the ball !!"

George Steven said excitedly: "The Wolves have to be careful about the interception from Gein. Our left-wing attack is extremely powerful. Gein's personal skills are perfect. I look forward to his penetration of the Wolves' defense. Look at his choice. Gein guarded the ball. He didn't seem to have a breakthrough. He passed back. The teammate who received the ball was ... easy? "

With Gein stealing the ball, the Wolves' passing rhythm was blocked.

The fans at the scene burst into cheers, hoping to put pressure on the Wolves players.

After Gein got the ball, the opponent's defensive personnel posted it, which caused him to frown. Now it is difficult for him to turn around and dare not take the risk.

Just as Gein was tangled, a slow figure appeared not far from him, reaching for the ball.

Seeing this figure appearing in a familiar position, Gein couldn't help but shine his eyes and passed the ball without hesitation.

Yi Le catches the ball, he doesn't even look at it, he always looks up to observe.

He found that the Wolves didn't seem to value themselves, and there were no two defensive personnel beside him.

Moreover, the opponent's position was loose and the loopholes were wide open.

Is this what I mean?

Yi Le can't help but slap his lips, some dissatisfaction,

He wants to tell these people ...

What happens when a sharp-footed, wide-view midfielder appears in the opponent's half.

...

"Beware of number 21."

That mentally retarded midfielder?

Don't be kidding, this guy is probably too scared to play football.

Gein's interception appeared in the opponent's half, which resulted in the defenders being unable to shrink the line, and in front of Yi Le was a huge .. neutral.

What Yi Le has to do is simple, kick, pass.

Football, like a knife, directly penetrated the Wolves' defense.

A very high-quality ball with a strong ornamental.

"Guin passed the ball to No. 21 Yi. This guy seemed very confused. His expression was dull, and he kept turning his head to the left and right. He ... heh!"

George Stephen's slightly sarcastic commentary suffocated like a duck around his neck.

Immediately after that, his eyes widened slowly, and the whole man stood up.

"Straight! Plug! Ball!"

"The beautiful straight ball penetrated the entire defense line of the Wolves. It crossed like a knife among several Wolves teammates and came to the only neutral position."

"OH !!! OMG !!! Who is that? !!!"

"Grigory !!!!!!-"

"Grigory was charging with a dull head, and there was no one beside him."

"Single Pole !!!!!!-"

boom! !! !! !! !! !! !!

The entire Neil Stadium was ignited, the fans suddenly got up, they were afraid to speak, and they stared at the ball tightly.

Can you enter? Can you enter?

Everyone is concerned about this issue.

In terms of the coach seat, the head coach Neil Harid got up sharply at the moment of passing the ball, almost running at the speed of almost 100 meters to the sideline, squatting his fist, watching this sharp ball .

At this point, all Millwallians were full of ideas.

Goal!

Goal!

Goal!

Must score goals! !!

"Grigory caught up with the football, and behind him were the Wolves' guards, but they had fallen into two positions and had no time to block the shot angle."

"At this moment, Grigory has only the opposing goalkeeper in front of him. All he needs to do is kick the football in."

"Grigory came to the penalty area and the goalkeeper attacked. Grigory slowed down. He was adjusting his position, kicking and shooting !!!-"

George Steven jumped up excitedly, holding Mike in his hand, slap the desktop crazy, his mouth was like a submachine gun, and he spoke very fast.

The next second, his face flushed, and a roar:

"GOOOOOAAAAAAL !!!!!!!"

"Come in! Come in! Really come in!"

"In the first five minutes, Millwall pulled back a goal, it was crazy!"

"Grigory broke his goalscoring drought. He seemed very excited. He found a teammate who provided assists for himself."

The calm Xiner Stadium was ignited instantly by a goal, like a volcanic eruption.

All fans shouted excitedly, this goal is too morale.

Five minutes into the opening, they pulled back a goal.

There is hope!

still have a chance!

Proud lion, head up! !!

In the stands, Lalder snarled excitedly, waving the team's flag, anxious to catch a kiss.

"Pretty! Pretty! That's the way to kick! This pass is absolutely amazing! What a beautiful look! Tim, who passed Grigory?"

"Okay ... seems easy ..."

Lard's smile was instantly stiff: "........"

.....

On the bench, there was also thunder.

Neal Harid, who ran to the sidelines early, knelt on the ground in excitement, his face full of excitement.

Assistant coach Dumbledore slammed over and shouted, "He did it! He did it! Look at this ball, he cheated the entire Wolves back line! Who says he is mentally retarded? Who dares to say him Is it mentally handicapped ?! He is a genius! Unquestionable genius! "

The coach seat was buried with excitement and the same was true on the court.

Grigory, who broke the goal drought, was extremely excited. He was lying on Yi Le's shoulders, rubbing Yi Le's hair, and said incoherently:

"Pretty! Pretty! This pass is too beautiful. You are a blessing from God. I can't wait to kiss you."

After that, Grigory really took a sip and kissed him.

Wipe the saliva again and again.

But before he wiped it off, he was thrown to the ground by a group of enthusiastic teammates.

Elektro midfielder parachute to the English Champions League!

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