Chapter four hundred and seventy-two
In the 31st minute of the game, Atlanta launched a counterattack after blocking Piacenza's attack. The ball was sent from the back midfielder Gorici to the feet of Atlanta's front midfielder Jaime Valdes via Radovanovic.
"Valdes dribbled the ball and pushed forward, and Piacenza had five players stayed in the middle, which was Atlanta's offensive opportunity!"
Liu Jianhong, who quickly observed the situation on the field, kept making his own judgment, and when Valdes punched the ball at Chewanton, one of Atlanta's double strikers, his judgment seemed very convincing.
Unfortunately, the next moment, when Chevanton, who dribbled the ball, welcomed the double attack from Nocerino and Miranda, everything came to an abrupt end.
"Norcerino stuck with Chevanton, Miranda tackled directly!!! Beautiful interception, no foul."
Time flies, and this has always been the case on the football field. Miranda, who had caught up from the ground after intercepting the ball, had no intention of listening to Liu Jianhong's flattery of him. The next moment he directly launched the team's own counterattack with one big foot.
"The ball was driven out by a big foot, and Naingran got the ball in the middle circle. Radovanovic tried to block it and deducted it. The wonderful extraordinary ball was directly given to Cassia's feet in front of the penalty area!"
Ten seconds, no more. The ball went from Piacenza to Atlanta's penalty area, only ten seconds passed.
When Cassia, who was holding the ball on his back, stuck Taramonti behind him and pushed the ball to his right hand, people had not yet recovered from such a terrifying counterattack speed.
However, this time, Liu Feng, who was passing away from his players and came to the ball again, would not continue to give him a chance. Facing the ball pushed by Cassia, he poked his toes and drove into the penalty area with a stab.
"A Feng entered the penalty area, Capelli rushed towards him, pushed the ball with his right foot and opened the distance, and shot directly!!!"
"Bang!"
With a powerful force, the ball went from leaving Liu Feng's feet to lying in the Atlanta gate for only a moment. When Super Feng roared and hugged his teammates coming from behind, Piacenza's expeditionary forces also cheered in the corner of the stands.
"The ball is in! It is in! It is in!" Liu Jianhong, who was sitting in the commentary room, was also happy at this moment, and his voice showed great joy.
"A very beautiful goal, Piacenza once again showed their uniqueness in offense. I think the fans of Piacenza must have started shouting Super Feng's name at this moment."
On the court, Atlanta players lowered their heads when scolded by their coach, which formed a sharp contrast with the excited and celebrating Piacenza players. This kind of counterattack failed to be defeated by the counterattack, which team was a heavy blow.
Fortunately, there is still a long time before the end of the half, and the referee has not allowed Piacenza to celebrate without restraint for too long.
Soon after the two teams stood up in the serving position again, the whistle of the kick-off came from the referee's mouth.
"The game continued, Chevanton pushed the ball to Chelavolo, Chelavolo back to Valdes, and Atlanta's formation began to spread out quickly."
The game didn't start long, and the score difference between the two sides was not big. Liu Jianhong naturally did not always discuss the need to score a goal. He quickly continued to devote himself to the real-time commentary of the game.
After experiencing one game of unbeatable victory, this time Atlanta's performance after conceding the ball did not go as far as people thought.
Perhaps it really has to change. This team wearing blue and black jerseys then erupted with a very similar fighting will to Inter Milan under Muniao.
"Oh~, Atlanta seemed to have performed better after re-telebrating. Faced with Piacenza's pressing, several midfielders protected the ball very well and pushed forward. Their advancement was very steady."
As it turns out, a team's combat effectiveness has an indelible connection with the team's will. The Piacenza team, who had been fighting at Atlanta for half an hour, soon found that the opponent became tricky.
However, Conte and his team had already passed the stage of being the iron-headed baby who met anyone. He knew how to control the rhythm very well and quickly made changes after seeing something wrong.
Retract the formation, steadily and do not advance rashly.
The simple twelve words became the action program of the players on the field for the rest of the first half. The Piacenza, which has always strictly implemented the coach's instructions, has done this very well.
"Atlanta's offense was stubbornly blocked after infiltrating the Piacenza midfielder, and the two sides were in a stalemate."
As Piacenza stabilized, Atlanta's offensive progress slowed down, and time passed by bit by bit. Although the scene seemed to be better than before, the score did not change at all.
There was no change in such a stalemate until the referee blew the whistle at the end of the midfield. Piacenza's entire team quickly followed Conte away from the stadium after the whistle, looking a little silent.
However, when the camera came to Piacenza's locker room, that was not the case.
“Good job.”
When Conte closed the door and stood in front of the players, everyone smiled. After Conte spoke, these smiles slowly disappeared: "Continue to maintain the state in the second half, and the score of one goal leading is not enough to establish the victory."
"I understand the boss!"
"Very good, let's take a break now."
The players spent more than ten minutes of leisure time in their own way. When the staff knocked on the door came from outside the door, Piacenza's entire team walked out of the locker room again.
From the player channel to returning to the court, Atlanta, which was beaten by the head coach during the break, became more hostile to Piacenza.
The Piacenza team members dealt with this very calmly, and did not care about it. They did not care too much about their opponent's mental state.
"Shh!!!"
As the referee blew the whistle in his mouth, the second half of the game began.
"Okay, the game continues. Atlanta took the ball and the formation was quickly spread out. Oh~, you can see that the arrangement of their three-middle midfielders has obviously changed significantly."
Atlanta's formation change, which could no longer afford to lose, was quite rapid. When their formation directly changed into 4132, it was only less than five minutes into the second half.
Chapter completed!