Chapter 302 Hat Trick
Chapter 302 Hat Trick
Chapter 302 Hat Trick
Marseille coach Michel's expression is very ugly.
The team's performance in the league this season can be described as bad. The French Cup champion is the only chance to lead to the European arena. For this championship, he even risked sacrificing the scene, trying to lure Paris to attack, and at the same time put the team Lars Diarra, the most experienced, moved back.
But after only 4 minutes, he discovered a fact: Paris' attack, his team simply couldn't stand it!
Las Diarra lay like a dead dog in the penalty area, and the change in the score meant that the plan was completely disrupted.
"Damn!"
On the court, Nkunku and Gao Yuyang hugged each other and opened the situation in 4 minutes. It was terrible for Marseille, but for these two young people, this was the best start.
"Beautiful pass, Christopher!"
Nkunku patted Gao Yuyang lightly: "It seems that you are the best at stabbing the ass of the Maasai people, Gao! I am only responsible for seeing you off."
"Let those Maasai see our strength!"
The two young men stood on the field, facing the Marseille fans, raised their middle fingers and put their mouths to silence them.
Uncle Fagoli looked proud, puffed his cheeks and said excitedly: "Christopher Nkunku sent Gao a wonderful pass at the beginning! Gao's finishing blow was the same as always, and Nkunku got rid of Las Diarra's pass The ball is the essence... The future of French football belongs to young people, and in the future, who can be better than Paris?"
Marseille fans immediately booed everywhere, but this is the Stade de France, they just wanted to make a mistake, and they were immediately suppressed by the larger Paris fan group.
"Hey! Come on, guys! Let those rednecks from Marseilles know whose territory this is!"
Page has been standing in the stands to encourage his friends.
On the other side, cheers erupted from the Auteuil stands.
Labrue sneered: "Huh? Uncle Bueno, you guys still cheer for Paris?"
Bueno glared at him: "This is for your brother, he is the real child of our big Paris, and has nothing to do with that yellow monkey!"
Labrue laughed, stood up and applauded, muttering: Boy, it seems that you have indeed become stronger.
He continued to sit down and fiddle with the guitar, but the faint smile on his face hadn't dissipated yet.
……
The first goal opened up the situation, and Blanco stood on the sidelines demanding that the team continue to press like this.
"Just do it! Don't give them any chance!"
Marseille's other centre-back, Karim Rekik, joined forces against Gao Yuyang in the next confrontation.This is a defender with dual citizenship of the Netherlands and Tunisia, with a height of 1.8 meters [-] and excellent confrontation ability.
However, Gao Yuyang did not lose the wind in one-on-two. At least he stabilized his center of gravity in the first step, and he passed the ball directly to the side in the next second.
Only 2 minutes have passed since the opening goal. This time, Di Maria blasted Benjamin Mendy's defense on the left. Mendy can't be regarded as a master all the way. The only bright spot in Guozihao's resume is that he was selected for the French U16 national team.
So facing such a player, Di Maria accelerated the change of direction and passed the ball in one go.
The ball was passed back to the middle in an inverted triangle. Gao Yuyang deliberately missed the penalty spot and fell behind Nkunku to follow up with a volley.
"Christopher Nkunku! Unfortunately, almost!",
It's still Steve Mandanda, thanks to Marseille's goalkeeper, otherwise it would have been beaten in less than 10 minutes.
Michelle stood on the sidelines, staring at the field and frowning, biting her nails on her mouth.Obviously this is an expression of anxiety, but the situation on the court is really helpless.
Blame it?
If he puts Lars Diarra in the midfield, he can still support it with the experience of this defensive midfielder.
Wanting to imitate others if he is not strong enough, this is not just Dong Shi's imitation, he deserves to be hammered on the court!
In the 11th minute, Matuidi made a steal in midfield, Gao Yuyang Di Maria took the ball and made a fake move to overwhelm Mendy, then passed the ball low and flat to the middle, Gao Yuyang caught the ball again and turned around.
This time Diarra learned the tricks, and directly shoveled at Gao Yuyang's feet.
However, his rhythm and speed were much slower. Within the shooting range, Gao Yuyang had countless ways... This time he didn't exert force, but flicked his ankle lightly, and bounced the ball directly to the goal with the outside of his foot.
This time he bypassed Mandanda's ten-finger pass, but he was unlucky and bounced outside the column.
The tide-like offensive of Paris directly made the Marseille commentator angrily criticize Michel: "This is a shame! This is the final! It is the national derby! Michel should show the enterprising spirit of Marseille, not in the Here, turned into a pile of tortoise shells before the Maasai!"
But the rhythm of Greater Paris is not so easy to break. Marseille's biggest mistake is to give up possession of the ball at the beginning, but still want to withstand a wave of offense and then try to counterattack.
Countless history has proved that playing this game in front of a strong team can only lead to an ugly death.
No. In the 19th minute, Aurier made a high-speed attack after stealing from the wing, and Paris made five swords in the frontcourt at the moment when it switched from defense to offense.
Aurier's first pass was headed out by Rekik, but on the outside, Nkunku took the first step to touch the ball vigilantly, and directly used an outside instep pass to break through Marseille's unstable position. The defense, and Gao Yuyang inserted into the penalty area alertly.
Mandanda had already attacked at the fastest speed... Glancing at the opponent, Gao Yuyang knew that he couldn't wait for the ball to hit the ground, so he turned sideways and jumped into the air, whipping out his right leg like a whip.
Mandanda has already stretched out his hands, but with the height of Gao Yuyang's leap into the air, the ball has already passed over his head and flew directly into the goal behind him.
In 10 minutes, he scored twice—belonging to Gao Yuyang and also to Nkunku.
"Two young men dominated the game! One time this season, when they were both on the court at the same time, there was always this magical magic in the game, like Watson and Holmes - the presence of two people at the same time is the cracking The code for everything!"
Of course Uncle Fagoli knew the reason for all this, but he would never say it.From the perspective of an old father, being close to the best talent on the team is the best way to promote his son's fans!
For Marseille, these twenty minutes were a nightmare.
Their offense can only rely on long passes, and the speed of Batshuayi, the striker loaned from Chelsea, is their only means.
From two goals down, Michel finally started to signal the three midfielders to press forward, creating some threat in the ensuing period.
No. In the 207th minute, Batshuayi received a cross from the wing. Under the interference of Thiago Silva, he formed the best chance since the opening of Marseille, but the shot still missed slightly.
"This should be Marseille's counterattack! Only offense can create hope! If Michel could have figured this out earlier, he would not start threatening Paris' goal from now on!"
The Marseille commentator seemed to see hope, but turned his head and Paris' counterattack frenzied again.Sirigu crossed the entire half with a big foot - Blanco insisted on the principle of using him as a starter in the cup, and this time he rewarded the coach with the essence of Italian counterattack.
The ball happened to find Gao Yuyang's feet impartially, glanced at the goal, and Gao Yuyang directly fired a strong shot from the outside of the penalty area.
"boom!"
The ball was high, floating, and extremely fast. Although Mandanda had already responded with all his strength, his height of 1.8 meters [-] was considered a flaw among goalkeepers. reluctantly.
For example, this time, his arms have been stretched to the limit, and his whole body has been soaring into the air, but he can only watch the ball hit the net directly, and he lay down in front of the goal with despairing eyes.
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The scene has completely turned into a carnival for Parisian fans. Gao Yuyang just stood in the center of the court with his hands on his hips, standing upright and enjoying all the cheers in the Stade de France.
As for Marseille fans... does it matter?
"Hahahaha! High! Three goals in less than half an hour!" Uncle Fargoli stood up and raised his arms and shouted: "What are the Marseilles fighting against Paris? The suspense of the championship has been ended!"
Sarkozy stood up and applauded in the top box. He looked at Macron who also stood up and applauded, and said with a smile: "Emmanuel, you are a gentleman."
Macron looked at him with a smile: "Although I am a Marseille fan, I have no hostility towards Paris. Now you should believe it, Nicola."
Sarkozy narrowed his eyes and smiled, "Haha, then you must not be a real Marseille fan."
"I disagree with you on that, Nicola. Marseilles represent a fighting spirit, not a senseless conflict."
Macron glanced at the field, then turned his head and said: "But you are right about one thing, you do have one of the best talents."
(End of this chapter)
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