Lu Yin Silly Waist

Chapter 12 Reservation Downgrade?

The loss of the goal made the Millwall fans angry.

They can lose the ball, but they can't lose so ugly.

What are these guys doing?

What are they playing?

madness!

Hush! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !

Shocking wild boos sounded at the scene, and the faces of the Millwall players were ugly. They watched the Wolves players celebrate wildly, and couldn't help feeling aggrieved.

Wolves blocked their attack on the left wing and the midfield was blown out.

How to fight this?

Rely on Gregory?

But he couldn't catch the ball, and the weak midfield made Millwall lose the rhythm of the game.

 …

"Nice pass!"

Traore smiled and high-fived Moutinho, and every Wolves teammate had a smile on his face.

Millwall was a lion, but they were a toothless lion.

They only know how to show their teeth and claws. Although they have a gorgeous offensive line, their weak midfield is their criticism!

"Just play like that and we can overwhelm them."

Moutinho said with a smile.

Unlike the cheers of the Wolves, Millwall looked sad and bleak.

"my question."

Abdu said with a wry smile.

Others were also silent, which is true, with the inactive midfield dragging down the entire attacking line.

"How about trying to hit the right wing?"

right wing?

Everyone looked at Williams.

The white boy said with a look of horror, "I'm the bait."

hey~~~~

"Continue to hit the left wing."

Claire, the captain on the field, wiped off his sweat and said, "We will fight back defensively."

 …

After a brief celebration, Millwall kicked off again.

The pressure exerted by the Wolves was still enormous, which caused Millwall to lose the ball prematurely.

"Defense!!"

Captain Claire roared loudly.

The entire defense line was extremely shrunk, and even the avant-garde had to retract the line of defense and fought a positional battle.

Wolves' continuous advancement has increased the pressure day by day, and the Millwall players dare not be careless.

View from above.

It can be seen that almost all Millwall players are huddled in the defense line, leaving only Grigory in the middle circle, which seems extremely lonely.

Seeing this scene, the fans jumped their feet angrily.

"What is this? Like the Germans to ride the bus?!"

"Fools! You are all cowards!"

"Attack!!!"

The fans vented their dissatisfaction loudly, and they were extremely disappointed with the team's performance.

George Stephen was also worried: "Millwall set up the bus, well, this is the best way now, the Wolves' offense is too sharp, we can only defend passively."

"Grigory up front is the only hope and we can only pray that the efficient striker returns and scores an equalizer for us."

"Come on guys, Lion, never give up!!"

In an anxious situation on the court, Millwall set up the bus to make the Wolves helpless. They could only pour the ball on the outer circle and observe constantly, hoping to find a gap.

Moutinho passed the ball to the left wing. Traore advanced at high speed, but was intercepted by two defenders and had no choice but to pass back.

Deng Dongkeer took a high ball and passed it to the middle. Captain Claire stepped forward and made a header to clear the siege, but the football was still won by Moutinho, and the ball was still owned by Wolves.

Moutinho and Traore hit the wall, and the exquisite pass made a few Wolves fans cheer.

In the end, Traore took a shot, and because he pursued the angle too much, he rubbed the goal and rolled out of the baseline.

Even so, this concealed kick also made the Millwall players break out in a cold sweat.

"Defend! Defend! Don't give them a chance!!"

Goalkeeper Frod roared wildly. He directed the defense in front of the goal, but the Wolves' offense still hit like a continuous tide.

 …

In the direction of the coach's bench, Neil Harid frowned deeply. He looked at the scene in front of him, his eyes were full of dissatisfaction, but he was helpless.

The midfield is still a big problem.

The Wolves took this criticism into account, and used Moutinho and other midfield configurations to suppress Millwall's midfield. The ball couldn't go out in the middle, so let's not talk about offense.

So far, Grigory has only one shot, and it is still outside the penalty area, and he has no choice but to shoot.

Gein was also completely frozen as Wolves blocked Millwall's left.

Denny-Wolford-Gain, this one is basically connected first.

Abdu and Apsen have tried their best, but their organizational skills are too poor.

Now Millwall needs a battery!

Neil Harid subconsciously looked at the distracted little guy on the bench, feeling tangled in his heart.

hold on...

 …

Time passed little by little, and there was not much time left in the first half. The score was still 1:0, and the Wolves took the lead.

And the current situation is extremely unfavorable for Millwall.

The Wolves suppressed Millwall in all aspects, constantly trying various offensive methods, and facing the tide of offense, Millwall's bus was in a precarious state.

Moreover, under the fierce defense and tremendous pressure, the physical strength of Abdu and other veterans began to decline rapidly, and they could not run anymore.

Taking advantage of a dead ball, Moutinho stood with Traore.

"They stopped running."

Traore kept panting: "Our wings are constantly consuming their energy, and the old guys are almost losing their fighting spirit."

"There are still five minutes until the end of the first half, and we are scoring one."

Traore nodded; "Okay, you pass the ball, I shoot!"

Time was running out, and the Millwall players found that the Wolves were getting more and more excited. They kept putting pressure on the two wings, and Traore and Raul Jimenez almost led through the back line. .

Physical strength is declining!

Facing the crazy siege of the Wolves.

The Millwall players had one thought all over their heads.

Get it over with!

They are so tired!

At this time, the fighting spirit of all Millwall players has been worn out.

Can't play offense, and defense is not firm.

Mistakes started to occur.

The gaps are also revealed.

Moutinho, who was dribbling the ball in the middle, saw the gap on the left wing, his eyes lit up, and he passed the ball through.

This ball pierced Millwall's defense like a knife! !

"Do not!!!!!!!"

George Stephen's roar came out, and almost all the fans at the scene stood up.

Losing the ball again?

next second.

There were thunderous cheers at the scene!

Cheers from a handful of Wolves fans filled the stadium.

As for the Millwall fans, they sat down sluggishly.

What's wrong?

Is this still the proud lion they are familiar with? !

The Millwall fans fell into an eerie silence, and the players felt the same pain.

Grigory thrust his waist, panting on his back, as a forward striker, at the last moment, he had no choice but to join the defense.

But all are useless.

They conceded the ball again!

Traore, scored twice!

Millwall trailed 2:0.

This first half was unacceptable to all Millwall fans, and the entire New Neal Stadium was full of silence.

Even some disappointed fans started to leave early, they were fed up, they dare not continue to watch.

In the second half, if there is no change, it will still be a massacre.

George Stephen was also frustrated: "The boys tried their best, but the Wolves found out our tactics. They blocked our left wing, and the weak midfielder couldn't pass effectively. I think, Coach Neal needs During the transfer period, find an excellent command tower!"

"That will be key to the Lions' return to the Championship."

At this time, both the commentator and the fans were disappointed.

The Wolves are so passive, what can they use to play against Bournemouth and Watford, the two league leaders.

What are the consequences of a three-game losing streak?

They booked a downgrade? ! !

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