Chapter 467: 1 Fu Dangguan

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The game is still going on intermittently. Facts have proved that Ancelotti's replacement of Figo in advance is reasonable. In this situation, I am afraid that even if Figo can persist in playing, he will end up limping home. On the contrary, he will change. After getting on Makelele, Chelsea suddenly had the hardest waist in the world.
Makelele, Mascherano, Lampard, Kaka, unless someone can come up with a combination similar to Barack + Gerrard + Vieira + Gattuso, it can be compared, and even if they really make up It's not enough to watch the scene in Chelsea, because none of these hunks can have the creativity of Kaka.
When both hardness and technology were combined, Reading was defeated steadily.
Not long after celebrating the second goal, Chelsea once again pushed the ball to the front court, Zambrotta dribbled the ball from the right, and when the ball was about to pass, Murty blocked the bottom line.
Chelsea's corner kick.
Kaka stood in the corner area and stretched out four fingers to gesture at the teammates in the penalty area.
Everyone understood, and quietly spread out.
Reading players are unknown, but at this time, the people who keep up with their defense must be right, so they all followed.
The coach of Reading on the sidelines glanced at the sparse positions in the penalty area. Most of the special personnel concentrated on the front point. When the back point was vacated for most of the time, he seemed to understand something, and hurriedly shouted at the stadium: "Be careful. Shoot directly! Tell Hahnemann! Watch out for Kaka shooting!"
Before he finished speaking, Kaka had already started to run up, and the ball of his right foot was kicked out fiercely.
The football draws an exaggerated C-shape, bypasses all the bouncing heads, and flies to the upper left corner of the goal.
Hahnemann was standing in the center of the goal, his head turning with the flying football. He was relieved to see that no one had touched the ball, but after seeing the perverted arc, he immediately jumped up like his was burned by fire. , Blind Meng generally rushed to the upper left corner.
With a "poof", the right hand really touched the ball.
The football was photographed by him in front of the goal post. Torres rushed up quickly, and he was about to make a shot into the net. Sonko, behind Torres’ side, suddenly made a sweeping motion, sweeping towards the football on his left front. Past.
The distance was farther, only the sole touched the ball, and the football rolled out of the bottom line.
Torres couldn't get his leg back, was caught by Sonko's calf, and then turned outside the court.
Songke immediately clutched his calf and yelled.
"Foul! Kicked someone!"
"Red card! Red card! This is a malicious collision!"
"No foot! Red card!"
Not only the players of Reading, but also the fans of Reading in the stands screamed.
The referee approached, shook his head, and reached out to signal Songke to get up quickly.
Songke continued to clutch his kicked calf, "He kicked me, this is a bad foul!"
Torres also rushed up quickly.
"He shoveled someone behind him, and he shoveled me! It should be a red card! Penalty!"
"Okay! Get up now, don't challenge my patience! And you, Fernando, this ball ends here! Stop making trouble!"
"Sonko made a successful clearance, but it seems that he still wants the referee to give Torres a card. Torres should be accusing him of flopping. The referee did not favor any side and only gave Chelsea a corner kick. Having said that, Kaka and Hahnemann just now They are all wonderful, they shot beautifully, and they pounced in time. I hope that behind the two sides will bring us such a wonderful offense and defense, instead of such noisy and noisy..."
Kaka walked from the right corner flag area to the left and continued to take the penalty.
Reading was obviously shocked by his direct shot just now. He specially arranged a person to guard the back point. Hahnemann was also on his side, turning around to save the back point at any time.
Kaka observed the form in the penalty area and stretched out his hand to compare.
"Kaka also thinks that his teammates have made tactical gestures. How many sets of corner kicks have they prepared? It seems that Chelsea's corner kick probability is the highest in the Premier League for no reason."
Kaka’s position deviated a lot from the bottom line. It looked like he was preparing to kick the ball inside his right foot. This kicked out of the inner arc. If he followed the trajectory, he would turn to the point behind the goal, but he kicked this time. The goal was not aimed at the goal, but on Lampard's head outside the penalty area.
Lampard looked at the football flying towards him, quickly took two steps forward and jumped up vigorously. As a result, as soon as his feet were off the ground, one hand grabbed the hem of his jersey and pulled it down.
Lampard resisted this force and shook his head hard, and the football was pushed to the front of the goal.
Torres rushed in the first time, jumped high, and slammed the ball to the ground.
The football bounced back, just avoiding the left hand blocked by Hanemanhui and flew into the goal.
"GOAL! Torres scored with a header! Chelsea are three to zero Reading! The game is not over, the goal is not over, and it happens at an average rate of one every ten minutes..."
"This is Fernando Torres and El Nino! The Holy Baby of Spain! Chelsea has a super striker that all teams admire!"
Torres rushed to the sidelines, putting his hands to his ears, and motioning for the Redding people to shout louder.
Kaka jumped on his back from behind, "A good header, El Nino."
"Hahaha, I practiced it specially and it worked well, didn't it?"
"Heh! If the effect is really good, the football should go directly to the goal instead of hitting it. If the goalkeeper is smarter, the ball will be over."
"Do you have to say such disappointing things at this time, Kaka?"
"Then say something you love to listen to," Kaka shook his shoulders with both hands on his shoulders. "You were really cool just now, Fernando!"
In the early thirty minutes, 3-0.
Except for the Reading fans who are still excited because of the provocation of the Chelsea players, the Reading players on the field are a little confused, but what is confused is the head, and their feet are still in constant trouble.
Faced with all the dirty or fierce little moves, Chelsea all responded forcefully.
The two sides fought harder and harder, and finally reached a climax in the fortieth minute of the game.
This time it was Lampard who received Kaka's pass and came to the frontcourt. He was ready to take a long shot in the middle, but was cut off by Sonko's front tackle.
This was a fairly clean tackle, so although Lampard fell badly, the referee still didn't blow his whistle, but when Sonko was about to make a bigfoot clearance, he rushed all the way behind Lampard. Lucio immediately responded with a tackle that was exactly the same as Sonko's, and tackled the Reading defender even with the ball.
This tackle was the first to touch the ball, so Riley still didn't make a penalty, but he had put the whistle in his mouth.
Lucio immediately ran to the football, ready to go straight into the penalty area.
After Sonko rolled twice, he immediately jumped up and rushed towards Lucio with another fierce sliding shovel.
Lucio had only football in his eyes at the moment, and was unprepared, and was immediately shoveled to the ground.
The sharp whistle sounded, and the referee did not hesitate to take out a red card and held it up to Sonko, but Sonko didn't even look at him, but squatted beside Lúcio.
"Come on! Go on! Do you think I would be afraid of you? Aren't you fierce just now? Stand up!"
Lucio hugged his foot, so painful that he couldn't say anything, Lampard instantly killed him. Riley wanted to stop it and it was too late. Songko was pushed out by Lampard, and he staggered back after two steps. Also sat down on the ground.
Riley reluctantly blew the whistle in his mouth again, and at the same time showed Lampard a yellow card, and then stood between him and Songke, and signaled the people on both sides to come and pull him away.
Kaka ran to Lúcio, seeing his appearance, without even asking, waved directly to the team doctor.
"Sonko's retaliatory tackle was sent off the court. He originally had a yellow card on him, but Riley did not show the second yellow card, but gave him a red card directly, which means that the Reading defender will Faced with a more serious suspension penalty, but compared to his actions just now, such a penalty is nothing..."
"The two sides tackled three times in a row, each more fierce, a dirty game!"
"Lucio looks bad. Ancelotti has changed again! With five minutes to go before the first half, Chelsea's three substitutions have already been used up."
"Ancelotti did not change into a defender, but Falcao, so Mascherano should move back to the back line, and Falcao and Makelele will be Chelsea The defensive midfielder... Chelsea’s defensive midfielder has completely changed from the beginning of the game."
Chelsea free kick.
Kaka stood in front of the football, with his hands on his hips, his eyes fixed on the goal.
The sweat slipped from his forehead and he didn't wipe it, allowing it to drip down the chin on the grass.
"Kaka is here to take this free kick, eh? He is waving to his teammates to let them go. This is going to shoot directly."
"It's only about 20 meters away from the goal. It's completely within Kaka's range. Reading must be careful."
It's no use being careful.
Whistle, run-up, goal, goal.
Without any arc, the football flew from Kaka's feet along a straight line to the upper right corner of the goal.
The ball was too fast, Hahnemann had no response, 4-0.
Kaka did not celebrate, but turned and walked towards the midfield calmly.
The camera focused on his expressionless face. Everyone knew that this matter was endless.
In the last five minutes of the first half, Chelsea, with a four-goal lead, stormed wildly.
Reading, who was less than one person, retreated across the board, exhausted and desperately, and finally survived this difficult 300 seconds.
Chelsea's faces were gloomy and walked into the player's channel amid the frantic boos of the home fans.
Because of the lessons learned by Pisaman in 2004, several referees ran into the passage early, and many security guards were also waiting for the conflict, ready to go up and stop immediately when the two sides clashed.
It's a pity that in the face of the various provocations of the Reading players, everyone at Chelsea didn't even bother to say a word to them except for their contemptuous smiles.
Ancelotti furious in the locker room, because after Cech was injured, the ambulance arrived thirty minutes.
Kaka said: "What's the matter? Is it serious? How about Lucio?"
"There should be nothing serious about both of them. Lúcio has been able to stand up, and Cech hasn't hurt any bones..." Ancelotti shook his head heavily, as if to force himself to calm down, "but it doesn't. Become our reason to let them go."
The players responded.
"Don't worry, BOSS, I swear, the people of Reading will never forget this day."
"Not only for this game, but the next time they arrive at Stamford Bridge, they must leave with tears."
"All of the eleven people were filled with four, and they couldn't cry in the second half."
"Don't be too careless, take care to protect yourself, know that we are facing a group of lunatics and butchers."
A group of people expressed their opinions one after another. The entire dressing room was filled with declarations of battle. It was not until Kaka's calm voice sounded that everyone slowly became quiet.
"What is the biggest score in Premier League history?"
"..." A group of people looked at each other.
Terry said: "Kaka, what do you want to do?"
"Just what you are thinking."
"If that's the case... I like it."
"me too……"
"Hahaha, a big ticket..."
"What is the point, that score?"
"The 1994-1995 season, Manchester United 9-0 Ipswich..."
...
In the second half, Chelsea kicked off.
After receiving Van Persie's pass, Torres did not pass to Kaka as usual, but back to Falcao, who was in a deeper position.
Falcao directly knocked the ball back into his penalty area with his heel. After a few passes between Mascherano and Terry and Cudinic, the ball was divided to the side.
Grosso dribbled the ball from the flank, and Falcao and Lampard respectively hit the wall in coordination with each other, hitting the vicinity of the penalty area all the way, and lobbed the ball into the penalty area.
Torres jumped up with his back to the goal and pushed the ball out. Kaka appeared out of nowhere and suddenly appeared in front of the football, kicking the ball in the direction of the goal with a volley.
Facing the smooth coordination of Chelsea, the Reading fans didn't even feel scared, they just looked at it with a numb mentality.
"Kaka hit the crossbar with a long shot, but Reading did not escape the catastrophe. Van Persie made a light shot into the net and scored the fifth goal."
"It's just a minute in the second half. Is this Chelsea going to make a big news?"
Chelsea really wants to make a big news, and 5-0 is obviously not big enough.
Five minutes later, Lampard's long shot caused Hahnemann to drop, but this time Van Persie's supplementary shot failed to make another contribution. The football was kicked out of the baseline by Reading.
Corner kick.
Kaka stretched out again.
With the previous experience, the defensive players have strengthened their marking, but Kaka... shoots.
This time the aim is not the back point, but the front point.
The football drew a short and arrogant arc and got into the blind corner of the goal in front of Hahnemann's eyes.
6-0.
"It's not over yet, the sixth goal, it's not over yet. Chelsea has become the first team in Premier League history to lead 5-0 and 6-0 away. We can understand their anger, but doing so is against them. No good, Reading will go crazy."
Reading is indeed crazy, but Chelsea is not normal.
Within ten minutes, three yellow cards-two for Chelsea and one for Reading.
"The game has reached the edge of losing control. If this continues, no one knows if the game can be successfully completed... again?"
Lampard protected the ball in midfield and was hooked to the ground by Hunter.
Red card... "With 34 minutes left in the regular game, Reading had to fight with nine people... Lampard stood on the sidelines after a simple treatment. The visiting fans gave him warm applause, Reading Also changed..."
Substitution is nothing more than a beast.
In the 64th minute of the game, Kaka Worldball scored and completed a hat trick.
7-0.
"England’s top league record is 12-0, which was set by West Bromwich Albion and Nottingham Forest in 1892 and 1909, but after entering the Premier League era, the biggest record was 9-0. The creator was Manchester United. They accomplished this feat in March 1995. Can Chelsea match or even surpass this record?"
Reading obviously also knows what he is facing right now. Koper, who was just elected as the head coach of the month last month, called the players over by the chance of a dead ball, gave a squirt, and then turned his head to look. Ancelotti gave a harsh look at Ancelotti.
He knew that his reputation in his life was over.
"My grass, 12-0? What kind of a fairy score? Brazil beats China four times, is it good?"
"That's because people are showing mercy at their feet, okay, or else they can finish four balls?"
"National Football: I never expected that I could even be named in the Premier League."
"Nine people also played a ball of yarn. The 12-0 one is unlikely, but it looks like a game to tie Manchester United."
"Be careful when the dog jumps over the wall."
"Done a long time ago, okay? The result?"
"As a result, two dog paws broke off."
Reading really jumped the wall in a hurry.
Soon after Kaka scored the third goal, Chelsea's goalkeeper was injured again, and this time it looked heavier than last time.
"Little took a corner kick, Cudicini hit the ball first...Oh! God! Cudicini was knocked to the ground by Sidwell who was inserted later! Doyle still chose to shoot. Rescue at the Terry goal line, Kaka kicked the ball out of the boundary."
"Cudicini didn't get up. He seemed to be pretending to faint? How bad was this hurt? Damn it! No foul was called like this?"
"From slow motion, it doesn't seem to be a foul action, but Cudicini obviously lost control of his body in mid-air, and fell on the grass without any protective action. He should have been close to a coma at the time. Since the referee did not buzz the whistle to stop the game, he lay on the ground and slowly raised his forearm-please note that he only raised his forearm, not his hand. He was already weak enough to hold the entire arm. It's all gone."
Cudicini was carried out of the field. Kaka and Lampard escorted him all the way to the medical area. Other Chelsea players were yelling at referee Riley almost frantically, and the field was in chaos.
"Stop it, there is no need for this game to continue! Reading will be nailed to the stigma of history, not only for this score, but also for their rough fouls."
"Chelsea used to play with only two goalkeepers, but in this game Ancelotti brought three goalkeepers like a prophecy. Unfortunately, they have used up three substitutions and the third goalkeeper has no chance to play. "
After a lot of jumping, Kaka changed into a goalkeeper suit and stood on the goal line.
Chelsea was still bombarding Reading’s goal. Reading could only create some threats by using set-pieces. It was not until the 71st minute of the game that they got a counterattack through a long pass from the backcourt. opportunity.
The football flew directly over the heads of Mascherano and Terry and flew towards the goal. Doyle succeeded in offside and quickly chased the football.
Mascherano was still raising his hand and yelling for offside, but Terry, who looked back at the goal, yelled, "Kaka! Dodge!"
Falcao and Makelele behind were also shouting anxiously.
"Be careful!"
"Don't pick it up!"
Ancelotti on the sidelines jumped directly, "Kaka! Come back!"
To be honest, this kind of goalkeeper is the most normal choice to take the ball. It’s just that I think about the injuries of the two goalkeepers and Reading’s style in this game, and considering the identity of Kaka’s amateur goalkeeper, he is preparing to attack. Doyle's face-to-face collision with Kaka seemed a bit self-defeating.
At this time, the home team fans who insisted on not leaving in the stands absolutely loved the team, and some people yelled directly regardless of whether the goal could be scored.
"Knock him!"
"Kick off his leg!"
Kaka hit the ball first, but instead of catching it with his hands, he flew the ball with one kick.
Doyle, who rushed forward, was so scared that he hugged his head with his hands, bent over and hid away.
The strong wind from the football flying by his ears gave him a feeling of escape.
Kaka ran forward a few steps because of inertia, just passing him, and chuckled softly: "So you are just superficially fierce."
"what did you say?"
"I said you are really afraid of death," Kaka looked into his eyes, "You were like a scared little rabbit just now, I hope your mother didn't watch this game, otherwise he must be heartbroken, and He had better not watch your wife, otherwise she will definitely divorce you, because she might wonder if she married a man."
The four Chelsea defenders also surrounded him, and Doyle really wanted to fall into the lion group like a white rabbit. He didn't dare to let his fart, and walked away desperately.
The others stared at him like they knew Kaka on the first day.
"Look at what? Are there flowers on my face?"
"No, Kaka, I have to say, I'm really to you..." Mascherano touched his head. "Look at each other."
"Ha ha."
"You have to teach me when you have time, and I also want to learn how to scold..."
"Swearing, the ball is coming!"
The football that had just been cleared out was kicked back, but this time Doyle felt a bit of a broken jar and kicked the ball from a long distance.
Kaka stood on the spot, took the ball off gently, and then rushed to the edge of the penalty area with the ball.
Everyone thought he was going to throw the ball hard, Falcao and Makelele both stood ready and prepared to stop the ball. Lucio also ran out of the penalty area and was about to rush forward for a while, but Kaka threw the ball under his feet. Throw it and rushed out from Doyle with the ball.
"This... Kaka strikes, strikes with the ball..."
"Haha, I knew, Kaka rushed!"
The nearest Lita rushed over to tackle the ball diagonally, but Kaka quickly dodged.
Lucio turned depressed and went back to block the door.
Harper and Ritter, who changed into the field behind him, intercepted one after another, and were avoided by Kaka Fried Meatballs.
"It's time to rush into the enemy's half of the court. It's time to pass! Lampard, Torres and Van Persie have already thrown off the defensive players..."
Kaka raised his right foot high, and everyone in front was ready to face the high-altitude ball, but Kaka's last pass was a 40-meter long pass.
The football penetrated the defenses and came to Torres.
Torres eats the opposing defender raw, and passes Hahnemann to push the empty goal.
8-0.
"GOAL! An attack from the goal line, unfortunately, Kaka did not bring the ball from his own goal into the opponent's goal."
"Eighth goal! There is only one goal away from Manchester United's record. Chelsea still has time to tie or even break this record!"
Chelsea tied this record in only three minutes...
Lampard made a low pass after a left side cut, Torres shoveled and broke the net.
The same hat trick.
9-0.
However, this is not the final score.
Reading was soon sent off another person, and Chelsea quickly got another victory under the eight players.
This time it was Falcao who made the final move. He accurately found the dead corner of the goal on the curved ball on the right side of the penalty area and got in.
10-0, the biggest score in the history of the Premier League was born.
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