"Boom", with the referee's whistle, a focus match of the 31st round of the Premier League began.

Mark Qin chased the ball, ran to the Chelsea's hinterland frantically, rested for more than a month, his physical fitness is like a motor that has just been filled up.

"Mak Qinna", Zhang Lu said as he looked at the teenager running wild in the camera, "I dare not be a pedestrian, cow", he laughed and said an internet phrase.

"The Niubi is big, President Ma, this is the rhythm to become a famous player in Liverpool." On the Internet, the three-seven-one, regardless of acquisition or acquisition, will do.

"I'm just worried about what agreement Mark Qin and David Moores have, otherwise..., forget it, let's watch the game, Chelsea are now attacking with the ball," said Zhan Jun.

Ancelotti is indeed a good cook, of course, provided that he has a good midfielder. In his previous life, he had Pirlo in AC Milan, Deco in Chelsea, Verrati in Paris, and Magic Flute in Real Madrid.

Unfortunately, when he arrived at Bayern, Long Ge retired, so his failure there was doomed long ago. Although these chefs are top-notch, they can only cook good dishes.

They had already fought a match last season, when Liverpool, who had just returned from the Champions League, lost 0:1 away to Chelsea and the referee awarded a penalty.

Liverpool know that Chelsea is still the same as the top five and three, but it is different from the Champions League final last season. They have also begun to play with embroidery.

"The top two scorers in the Premier League in this game finally ushered in a direct match," Peterson said excitedly. "Drogba has now scored 24 goals, and Mark had already scored 22 goals before the suspension. , They are completely different styles"

"I hope Mark hasn't lost his previous form," McManaman also said. "His goal is now very important for Liverpool."

The shouts of the audience made every cell of Makqin excited. He had been away from the stadium for a month, and he was full of extremely longing for this place.

Under Ancelotti's tune, Chelsea's backcourt is now very adept at handling the ball, and they no longer give up possession as easily as before.

This time their four guards are: Ashley Cole, Alex, Carvalho, Big Ivan, three veteran superstars in the midfield: Lampard, Ballack and Dirk, the forward is still them Of the trident.

Both Terry and Essien failed to play with minor injuries, otherwise it would not be Lampard who shook hands with Maqin. Deco quickly passed the ball back to the back line, avoiding Maqin’s sliding tackle. .

Very vigorous, Deco thought to himself that he watched Maqin slip with the ball from the back line to the midfield line, and as he ran in the stands, the cheering noise became louder and louder.

The sound that broke out at Anfield made the scalp numb in people who could stimulate him. Last year he was unable to come because of injuries. This year is his first visit to Anfield.

There was almost no stopping of the shouting, and it was completely screaming, the sound waves that went back and forth on the court seemed to have turned into substance, impacting every blue body.

Makqin got up and rushed to the ball again, and the teammates behind him also pressed on frantically. This is a rhythm that the core can drive.

Carvalho looked at Deco who was being watched, and handed it back to Cech. With Liverpool's crazy forward pressure, Cech had to kick Drogba with a big foot.

"Liverpool pressed very hard at the beginning and did not give Chelsea a chance to get the ball in the backcourt," Peterson said. "It's been a long time since I saw Liverpool's momentum. Without Mark as the axis, their frontcourt really doesn't work. stand up"

McCarthy watched Scotter grab Drogba desperately, jumped up vigorously, fiercely competing for the top, he followed with a sigh of relief.

This is desperate.

Chelsea can take the ball and divide the ball. Midfielder Deco and frontcourt Drogba are two fulcrums. To suppress their offense, they must suppress these two points.

"The second landing point, Ballack, Gerrard, another fierce collision, the ball was picked up by Agger who retreated, and Liverpool finally grabbed the ball."

The game entered a real fight from the beginning. The two teams knew the bottom line, and everything did not need to be tested, not to mention this environment in today's time.

Mark Qin quickly retreated to the front waistline, ready to take the ball to organize, "Frank, Frank (Lampard, Ancelotti quickly gestured from the sidelines.

He is still a relatively quiet coach. He spends most of his time on the sidelines with his hands behind his back. The clouds are clear, but he is not so calm about Mark Qin this season.

Can't you delay one or two games for a comeback? It's really hard to join in the fun when I come to Anfield.

Liverpool is advancing very quickly. When Maqin and Gerrard are on the court at the same time, they can sometimes even shoot with three legs.

Gerrard received a short pass from Agger, turned around and kicked, trusting Maqin as if he trusted himself, no matter what the ball, as long as he is within the control range, he can definitely stop.

"Mark, retreat, take a step first for Deco, stop the ball in the chest, knock on the heels after volley, beautiful, Kuyt is coming to get the ball from the side," Peterson exclaimed, "Mark is back, missing his Premier League game. , It would be boring if there is no cake without cream"

"Only his football is full of unexpected and creative beauty at any time. Enjoy his football. Lucky fans in front of TV, you are born in this era and you know what happiness is."

Kuyt stopped and ran directly to Ashley Cole, and rushed towards the inner line.

Liverpool's two winger weapons and Kuyt are both inside forwards. They are mainly responsible for interspersing the ribs and giving the two full-backs offensive access. Their attack group is now surrounded by Mark Qin in the front and Gerrard in the back.

And why they dare to attack today is because there is no Essien. The horizontal coverage of their three midfielders has actually dropped a lot. Lampard and Ballack are 32 and 33. You let him fight against each other and run back and forth with Essien. It's not comparable.

"Lucas, give it to Mark again. Mark turns to the other side of the weapon. It's really fast. Barack just wanted to come up," Peterson said.

"That's why Mark is so important to Liverpool," McCain said. "Only he can effortlessly connect their attack points in the front court."

"Weapons, weapons, rushing", Vucinic, who was also stimulated by the atmosphere of the stadium, whose adrenal hormones rose, directly drove the ball inside.

He only scored more than a dozen goals throughout the season, and he only scored one without Makqin.

He is an inside forward who relies heavily on passing. He took two steps and passed them directly to Maqin who ran next to him to meet him.

Then quickly cut into the ribs, which is his usual routine, not a breakthrough with the ball.

The cry blew like a tide from a huge wave, and Maqin moved back and avoided Deco, looking at the far side, it was a quick pass on the back of the instep.

It happened to fall in front of Vucinic who was inserted into the ribs. "Good shot," Peterson yelled, "Mark doesn't look at people passing the ball. It's so wonderful that he is in good condition."

"Bang", facing Carvalho's long legs, Vucinic looked at the ball and volleyed directly with his left foot.

Unparalleled and refreshing!

"Vucinic, shoot..."

"Om", the ball flew into the small restricted area at great speed, hitting Cech's raised hands straight, and ejected the beam high.

"Oh...", "Wow...", "Liverpool, Liverpool", there was an exclamation and warm applause from the stands.

"A beautiful shot, as soon as Mark comes back, it seems that the confidence of the weapon has returned," McCain shouted.

The continuous offensive was launched from Maqin, he was the most active, No. 18.

The running wind flickered with the jerseys, only on this stadium, surrounded by red fans in the stands.

Only then will he know how nostalgic he is for this green field.

Here accompany him from a young man, grown up and mature, to the top of this greenery.

He becomes a player, star, superstar, king here, he wants to be the king here, the king on the field.

Intertwined offense and defense, the two sides saw back and forth, their opponent is ranked first, Chelsea.

Ancelotti and Spalletti, two Italians, are both playing offensive football. Chelsea are not conservative and Liverpool are crazy.

No one can understand the meaning of the messy gestures they waved on the sidelines. Only they and the players can understand the tension and anxiety.

"Boom, FK", the curse was overwhelming, because Barack hit Maqin, the superstar no matter how big you are, as long as it is not red, it is nothing!

"Lampard straight, Anelka, flank assault, low pass..." Peterson's speed of speech indicated that the pace of the scene was accelerating. Once it started, it was difficult to stop.

"Drogba, Agger, Agger, life-saving sliding tackle, the ball has gone out of the baseline, otherwise Drogba will face the empty goal"

Ancelotti looked up regretfully, Spalletti was in a cold sweat, "watch people, watch people", Cagra was on the sidelines waiting to be the second coach, and he yelled directly as he warmed up.

"Boom", Skrtel leaped vigorously, and Drogba came to an aerial cross, and first pushed the ball out of the penalty area.

"Counterattack, Liverpool's counterattack", Maqin directly raised a big foot after stopping the ball in his chest and went straight to the left.

The fastest striker now is Vucinic. It's so embarrassing that you have to buy a speed forward.

Fortunately, the speed of the weapon was really not slow. He ran wildly on the sideline, and finally caught up with the ball on the sideline, and then lay all the way forward. Ashley Cole, who was dragging behind, made up.

"Vucinic~lightnovelpub.net~Vucinic", the gushing red and the regressive blue made Peterson too late to say anything else.

Mark Qin started his maximum speed in the middle, leaned to the left, and quickly followed.

Sure enough, the weapon that arrived at the corner of the restricted area didn't have the confidence to wade past the extremely fast Ashley Cole, glanced at the middle, and swept it directly.

"Oh, the weapon ball should be a bit more protruding. It's better to wait for Mark to insert it deeper," McCain said dissatisfied.

Every kick on the field means countless changes, and Deco, who has not penetrated into the penalty area to grab points, chased Maqin vigorously.

"Mark, a flicker of his left foot, the ball moved from behind to his right, shook Deco, Ivan came up..." Peterson said expectantly.

The position has reached the front of the big penalty area, and Lampard, who is chasing back, is about to arrive, it will be a slippery shovel.

Not that complicated, Mark Qin lifted his right foot and rubbed it firmly on the ball.

"Mark, long shot..." Peterson shouted.

Just like Messi's inner arc of his left foot, Makqin's inner arc of his feet is also his main shooting method.

Not every time it happens, but not this time, this time, just right!

A beautiful full moon traversed the large forbidden area and then traversed Cech's raised left hand. He nearly touched it when he wanted to touch it.

Then, huh, bang, "Goooooaal..." Peterson shouted like this, and the fans who watched the live broadcast didn't even hear it for a long time.

"Boom, Mark, Mark", all the stands stood up and stamped their feet, the ground shook, "Ah..., Mark, Mark"

He's still there, he's back, the boy turned his head and ran, opened his arms, and plunged directly into the red waves...

kill!

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