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Chapter 833 Guard?forward!



Chapter 833 Guard?forward!

Chapter 833 Guard?forward!

Although Yu Dabao is playing as a defender today, as a striker, his body is still full of offensive blood.

He was the last player to come off the bench in the game and has the best physical fitness, so he was the first to grab the ball just now.

And just before he caught the ball, he found that there were no defensive players in front of him!

This is an empty lot!

Therefore, in the face of Gattuso's tackle, Yu Dabao picked up the ball without hesitation, and then continued to accelerate and sprint forward!

He has done his job defensively perfectly and is now about to give it his all on offense.

Juve's counterattack has begun!

At this time, Yu Dabao dribbled the ball and rushed towards the goal of AC Milan. The only defensive player was Silva, and his speed was not slow.

At this time, many players from Juventus and AC Milan are sprinting quickly, using their last physical strength and time to try to make changes!

In addition to Yu Dabao and Silva, Zheng Zhi and Bonera followed closely behind, but Zheng Zhi was slightly ahead of Bonera, occupying a slight advantage!

Yu Dabao is coming near the restricted area!

Silva pulled slightly behind, trying to stop Yu Dabao from moving forward!

If it causes a single knife in the restricted area, it will be completely troublesome!

At this time, Yu Dabao was about 30 meters away from the goal. Long-range shooting was not his specialty. It was too difficult to shoot directly from this position, and the chance of scoring was very small. Moreover, the pulling force behind him was getting stronger and stronger. He felt that he was about to lose his balance!

He gritted his teeth and made a decisive cross to the right!

Zheng Zhi rushed to the horse!He catches the ball!

Bonera also arrived, he did not hesitate at all, he directly chose the side tackle!

Even if it's a foul or a red card, I can't let you go any further!

Zheng Zhi now has only one choice, either fall to the ground and take a free kick, or take a risky pass.

He chose the latter!

The ball drew an arc and went straight to the top of the penalty area!

Yu Dabao had already shaken off Silva behind him, and he tried his best to speed up the sprint!

Abbiati in the penalty area also attacked and went straight to the ball!

Where the ball fell, the Italian goalkeeper and Yu Dabao fought and collided!

Yu Dabao felt his head buzzing, he felt that he was hit by Abbiati's fist, and he didn't know what happened to the header just now...

But the moment he landed, the entire Turin Olympic Stadium boiled instantly!

Cheers, thunderous applause!

Yu Dabao let out a long breath, closed his eyes, and enjoyed the slight relaxation at this moment...

Hearing the stadium host yelling "goal!!!!!!", Yu Dabao felt that although his brain hurt, it was worth it.

At this time in the live broadcast room, Di Livio applauded and cheered loudly, just like an ordinary Juventus fan!

"This counterattack is really wonderful! AC Milan pressed Juventus and played for 45 minutes. I didn't expect that Juventus counterattacked successfully in the last minute!"

"This goal was completely achieved by Yu Dabao's desperate efforts! Zheng Zhi's assists are also very good!"

"This Juventus team is worthy of the Serie A championship!!!"

In the stadium, even though Yun Sheng shouted loudly, the people around him couldn't hear him.

But Cannavaro understood his thoughts, he rushed into the court with the team doctor and rushed towards Yu Dabao!

Now that Juventus is short of major generals, there must be no more wounded!

Yu Dabao, you are a good boy!Never get hurt!

At this moment, Zheng Zhi, who was the closest to Yu Dabao, had rushed towards Yu Dabao, he forcefully opened Yu Dabao's mouth, and pulled his tongue out!

After Zheng Zhi found out that Yu Dabao was hit, he fell to the ground. He was worried that Yu Dabao would faint. According to the principle of first aid, he put his hand into Yu Dabao's mouth and pulled his tongue to prevent him from swallowing his tongue and causing suffocation.

But just as he pulled out Yu Dabao's tongue, Yu Dabao suddenly sat up in pain!

"Words! Keep it low! (Brother Zhi! Lighten up!)"

"Dabao, are you okay?" Zheng Zhi quickly let go.

Yu Dabao felt that he was in so much pain that he was about to cry: "It was just my head hurting just now, lie down for a while, now my tongue and chin hurt like hell..."

Seeing that Yu Dabao was fine, Cannavaro who rushed up laughed loudly, and he punched Yu Dabao hard!

"You are not bad! You are qualified as a defender, but you still don't forget your true qualities as a forward! Not only can you defend, but you can also score goals! Well, just like your master and me! Are you not injured?"

Yu Dabao: "Master, before you punched me just now, I shouldn't have been injured. It's hard to say now..."

The team doctor carried Yu Dabao to the sidelines for inspection, and the game continued on the field.

But there is no need to continue.

With half a minute left in stoppage time, Juventus leads AC Milan 2-0, and the outcome has been decided.

After the game re-kick-off, the referee immediately blew the whistle for the end of the game!

In this difficult battle for Juventus, in the end they won desperately and scored a precious three points!

Juventus players hugged each other, enjoying the joy of victory.

They are still the leader in the Serie A standings!

Seeing Yu Dabao rushing to the court from the sidelines, hugging his teammates, and being embraced by his teammates, Yun Sheng on the sidelines let out a sigh of relief.

He was relieved.

Such a difficult game can be won.

he is tired...

Such a difficult game can be won...

"Coach Yunsheng, congratulations."

Voices came from next to his ears, and Allegri came behind Yun Sheng. Although he lost the game, his expression was still very peaceful, as if he was not surprised by favor or humiliation.

Yun Sheng shook hands with him friendly: "AC Milan played very well today, and your formation is also very good, but we are luckier in this game."

Allegri shook his head: "If you were lucky enough in the first round, I would agree. After all, from 1 to 4 to 5 to 4, there is definitely an element of luck. But in this game, we played with all the main players and lost to the Juventus second team. No, it should be lost to Coach Yunsheng alone. Whether you let Cannavaro start, or let Yu Dabao play the guard as a substitute, and the final lore, this is the result of your delicate arrangement, which is very admirable."

"We lost this game. For AC Milan, this season's league ended early. But when next season, I will definitely regain the lost championship!"

"Oh no, I said it too early. It should be half a month later in the Coppa Italia final. I will definitely get my revenge! The league title is lost, and the cup title must belong to AC Milan!"

Looking at the elegant and firm Allegri in front of him, Yun Sheng nodded seriously.

"Coach Allegri, you are a great opponent and deserve the best respect. I also feel very uncomfortable when Juventus played against the remnants of the game. We will have a good time in the season finale half a month later!"

"Juve's goal this season is the double crown!"

(End of this chapter)


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