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Chapter 141 Enlarging Contradictions

Chapter 141 Enlarging Contradictions

Bosque looked at Monaco's offensive formation, feeling desolate in his heart.

"Jiangshan is so young and cruel-hearted. Even Florentino is plotting against me, which affects my personnel arrangement. If we have players like Makelele and Ribery in the midfield, we are not qualified to start at all."

Now Ribery is starting, and Makelele is sitting on the sidelines. He has only entered the squad and will go to the away game with the team, waiting for the opportunity to play.

Makelele watched Ribery charge forward with the ball, shook his head, and was in a bad mood. "Ribery? I haven't heard of it. The dribbling and breakthrough are pretty good, but it's not difficult to defend. It's a pity that neither Guti nor Solari can defend."

Ribery couldn't find a chance and returned the ball to Roten again.Guti was the only one around Luo Teng, so he naturally relaxed.

Guti wanted to defend, but the golden retriever flung it away, full of man's temptation, and rushed up. Luo Teng knew that he was going to do this move, and with a dunk on the inside of his foot, the ball leaked under Guti's body.

Then came the squeeze pass. Luo Teng's physical fitness can only be said to be average, but facing the young Guti, he still has an advantage. After the pass, he found room to pass the ball again.

High up, to Drogba, Drogba leaning on Pavon, unloading the ball with ease.After a few tricks with Pavon, Drogba has already gained enough self-confidence.Compared with Hierro's sophistication, Pavon is simply an undercover agent arranged by Monaco.

Drogba turned around, facing the goal, Giuly crossed diagonally, took away Elguera, and Carlos hurriedly made up for it.

Drogba shot in front of Carlos, the ball flew up and rushed towards the goal.

Iker Casillas felt bitter. It took only a few minutes for him to be beaten. The Monaco team was too well prepared.Roaring in his heart, "Makelele, where are you?"

Makelele sat on the bench, staring blankly at the busy Iker Casillas, "I'm on the sidelines! The chairman said I'm ugly and won't let me play, what can I do?"

Young and promising, Casillas saved Drogba's shot, but the ball was so heavy that he couldn't control where it landed, and the ball fell to the left.

This position was originally under Carlos' control, but he stepped up to defend and the position was empty.Franck Ribery suddenly appeared, inserted into this space, twisted away the ball, entered the small penalty area, facing half an empty goal, the scar suddenly grinned, like the face of a devil, extremely terrifying.

Shot hard.

The movement is not slow, but the ball is not fast, and it rolls into the goal easily.

The goal is scored, there is no problem, it counts.

The score changed and Monaco led Real Madrid 1-0 at home.

"Oh my God, Ribery scored a goal. He replaced Nongda in the starting game and scored directly. It's too unexpected." Xu Yang didn't expect it. "Real Madrid's defense has a problem, and Ribery caught the gap. It shouldn't be. They underestimated Ribery's ability."

"For this goal, Drogba and Giuly's suppression of Real Madrid's central defenders accounted for more than half of the points. Their interspersed shots made Carlos lose his position. So when Ribery shot, he was in an unguarded state." Huang Jianxiang was excited. "This is Jiangshan's method."

Jiangshan didn't wait too long, Monaco had already scored within 10 minutes of the game.The score has been rewritten, as long as one more goal is added and the opponent is kept clean, Real Madrid can be eliminated.

Franck Ribery's first goal, perhaps no one except Jiangshan expected it.Franck Ribery went crazy, rushed tens of meters away, slid and knelt in front of Jiangshan, excited, excited, and hard.

What a shame!Sliding and kneeling next to Drogba, asking for insult?

"Coach, thank you for giving me a chance." Franck Ribery hugged Jiangshan, rubbing warmth in his arms like his son, and having a sauna together at night?

"The performance is good. Next, we need to focus more on defense." Jiang Shan patted Ribery on the back, "They will counterattack, and your task is even heavier."

"I will definitely complete the task. I want to transform!" Ribery roared, rushing to his teammates who were also celebrating.

Fly up, ride on Drogba, I want to fly, take me to pretend to beep and take me to fly.

"In the first round, Monaco lost 2-4 in the away game. Real Madrid can be eliminated with a goal difference of only two goals at home. There is still a goal difference. Now the situation is very delicate, and the pressure on Real Madrid is starting to increase." Huang Jianxiang is very excited to see the scene where the weak beat the strong.

Xu Yang encouraged Real Madrid, "Real Madrid don't have to worry, they still have the initiative to advance. As long as they score one goal, Monaco must score at least three goals, which is too difficult."

"But I don't know why, Zidane and Figo had very little contact today, and there was only one pass between the two. This is not a good phenomenon for Real Madrid." Huang Jianxiang quickly retorted, "Anyway, today's game was good."

Real Madrid fell behind, and Bosque felt uncomfortable, "If Makelele was on the field, Monaco would never score so easily."

Real Madrid fell behind, Zidane organized the attack, he still handled the ball gracefully, broke through the defense of Zikos, and keenly found that Figo's position was open.

Give it a go, grounder, and it's pretty comfortable.When Figo received the ball, his heart was very high, "That's right, give me the ball, and I can solve all problems."

In the last game, Figo scored one goal and two assists, and created three goals alone. He was the biggest contributor to Real Madrid's victory. Coupled with the praise of the media and opponents, Figo's mentality gradually changed.

Facing Ibarra, he took it easy, explored, turned, changed his rhythm, and did whatever he wanted. Ibarra couldn't stop him, so he had to follow Figo.

"It's really strong." Ibarra yelled, "Zidane is not even your opponent."

"Hey, of course." Figo changed his rhythm again, throwing Ibarra away, and there was room for passing the ball.

Zidane's position was empty, and Zikos followed Ronaldo, who was at the front of the defense, and gave up Zidane's follow-up defense.

Zidane reached out for the ball, but Figo glanced at it and didn't give it.

Continue to break through and enter the penalty area, relaxed and freehand, Ronaldo leans on Rodriguez for a position.Figo nodded, saw Ibarra grab the ball and gave it away smoothly.

Not Zidane, directly to Ronaldo.

Ronaldo stretched his legs, but before he touched the ball, the ball had been snatched by Givet, which was expected.

With a big kick, Placiel took possession of the ball and Monaco turned from defense to offense.

Zidane rarely complained, "This ball should be given to me, I can shoot directly."

Figo walked away without hearing, muttering, "Who are you? Order me? Why didn't you give me the ball last game?"

Bosque jumped on the sidelines, "What the hell are they doing? They don't give such a chance? If it were given to Zidane, he would shoot immediately. What a chance."

Guardiola looked at Jiang Shan in astonishment, "What the hell is this? Figo won't pass the ball to Zidane?"

He thought of Jiangshan's defensive arrangement before the game, no personnel were arranged to cut off the connection between Zidane and Figo, this...

"Can Jiangshan see through Figo's psychology?" Guardiola and Figo used to be teammates. Figo is quite conceited and considers himself the number one player. He did not expect to join Real Madrid with such a mentality.

Moreover, this kind of mentality was actually magnified by Jiangshan in key games, and then released on the court.

boom!Guardiola's head hurts. He was considering Jiangshan's pre-match arrangements, and looking at the situation on the scene, he really had no plans.

From the opponent's starting lineup to the conflict between Zidane and Figo, everything is calculated. "No wonder Jiang Shan said that Real Madrid's head coach can't decide the starting lineup. It seems that Florentino has been misled by him. Letting Guti and Pavon start is a clear proof."

Thinking of this, Guardiola wanted to slap himself a few times, "If I propose to Jiangshan to continue to cut off the contact between Zidane and Figo, he must think that I am very dedicated. Now, will he still give me an assistant contract?"

(End of this chapter)