Chapter 74 Emperor Lin is coming, everyone, get out of the way! 【Please subscribe! 】
After scoring the goal, Lingard ran to the corner area full of Brighton fans with excitement on his face and performed a silky kneel down to celebrate.
“This young player on loan from Manchester United scored his first goal for Brighton!”
“In the first half of the season, he was loaned to Birmingham. He scored four goals in his first show and performed very well.”
“It seems that even if he changed teams, he quickly integrated into the team and continued his hot state.”
Brighton players also rushed to Lingard's side to celebrate with him.
The Brighton fans in the stands also cheered excitedly.
They originally thought that at Leicester City's home court, their team would be forced to frantically rub against each other at halftime.
Unexpectedly, just five minutes into the game, they actually scored the first goal!
Not long after the game started, Brighton scored at home.
And the way he lost the ball was so casual, which made goalkeeper Schmeichel depressed.
Taking the ball out of the goal, Schmeichel threw it forward casually, and then vomited:
"Fak! What are you doing?!"
“The game has begun!”
Schmeichel has never been the kind of player to blame or blame his teammates after conceding a goal.
Unless you are really depressed and unhappy inside.
Therefore, the right back De Wright, who missed the ball and led to Lingard's goal, quickly expressed his position:
" My problem, I didn’t keep an eye on people.”
Since his teammates took the initiative to admit their mistakes, Schmeichel did not continue.
The captain Morgan on the side clapped his hands. Take the conversation and start to boost morale:
"Guys, mistakes are not terrible, the terrible thing is that you think it doesn't matter!"
"This is our home court, don't let the fans see you looking listless!"
"Cheer up. Come on!”
After losing the ball, the Leicester City players woke up from a dream.
After kicking off again, the "English Championship Overlord" quickly took control of the rhythm on the court.
After the goal, Brighton continued to maintain a tight defensive formation.
Gived up the ball and allowed Leicester City to fall back in the backcourt, but no one stepped forward to press.
This is originally Brighton’s established tactical thinking.
Leicester City is happy to see short passes in the backcourt.
Anyway, they are not the ones lagging behind, and they are not the ones who should be anxious.
. . .
Brighton's bus tactics in the away game did not surprise Leicester City coaches and players.
From February onwards, every opponent that comes to the King Power Stadium will choose to defend.
They have long been accustomed to controlling the ball and looking for opportunities in the opponent's formation.
As Leicester City slowly pressed forward and advanced into Brighton's half, they were immediately pressed by Brighton players.
Among them, the most active player in Brighton's formation is undoubtedly Lin Huang, who wears No. 35!
Lingard, who serves as the left midfielder, happens to be opposite Mahrez on the right wing.
With Leicester City's dominant performance in the league, other English Championship teams have conducted targeted research and analysis on the core players of this Blue Fox.
And Mahrez, who has excellent foot skills, is naturally the key target of every team.
As the first barrier to defend Mahrez, Lingard has obviously received instructions from the head coach.
Whenever Mahrez gets the ball, he will be like a piece of candy, immediately sticking to Mahrez and preventing him from dribbling and advancing easily.
This is very consistent with Ling Feng’s impression of Emperor Lin. Although the abilities in all aspects are relatively balanced.
However, the basis for Lingard to be able to stay in the top leagues in the future is his never-tiring running ability and excellent tactical execution.
It can be said that Lingard is a typical engineer player.
As a frontcourt player, he is very involved in defense and is often willing to actively return to defense.
Under Lingard's active defense, Mahrez could not easily get past him.
After all, although Lingard is relatively thin, his speed and flexibility are not bad.
Even if Mahrez passes him, he will immediately catch up and double-team with the full-back.
With the help of two players, Mahrez could not easily break through from the side and could only pass the ball to Ling Feng who came over to respond.
Perhaps it was the several successful defenses against Mahrez that made Lin Huang a little bit heady.
After once again forcing Mahrez to knock the ball back to Ling Feng in the middle, Lingard did not stop or retreat to his defensive area, but continued to rush towards Ling Feng who had the ball. !
Facing Emperor Lin, whose face was wrinkled and looking menacing, Ling Feng almost stopped dead in his tracks. Only one thought flashed through his mind:
Emperor Lin is coming, everyone, get out of the way!
No!
Now competing!
I can’t be influenced by the football meme king in front of me!
In the flash of lightning, Ling Feng tried hard to dispel the thoughts in his mind. He closed the corner of his mouth and pulled the ball with his right foot the moment Lingard stretched out his foot to steal.
While avoiding the steal, he immediately moved forward and passed Lingard with the ball!
Lingard, who was easily passed by, suddenly showed a look of astonishment on his face.
The next second, he reacted quickly and immediately turned around to chase after him.
As soon as Ling Feng advanced a few meters with the ball, he felt someone pull hard on the back of his jersey.
He sat back and screamed without forgetting "ah".
Beep!
The referee's whistle sounded immediately!
This was obviously a tactical foul that prevented him from launching a fast break.
Since it was only Lingard's first foul, and since he admitted his mistake sincerely, the referee only gave him a verbal warning.
After nodding to the referee to express his understanding, Lingard came to the "victim" and extended his hands in a friendly manner to Ling Feng, who was sitting on the turf:
"Man "Are you okay?"
Hey, Huang Huang is pretty good.
Muttering in his heart, Ling Feng did not forget to reach out and hold Lingard's hands, and stood up.
"It's okay, at least you didn't shovel me from behind."
Looking at Ling Feng with a calm face, Lingard was stunned for a moment.
He originally thought that Ling Feng would spray some trash talk on him.
However, what he didn't expect was that the black-haired young man in front of him, who was two years younger than him, was very calm.
It’s no wonder that he became the core midfielder of the British Championship hegemony at such a young age. Not only did he lead Leicester City to promotion ahead of schedule, he also had a dominant performance in his debut season!
Recalling that he was unable to gain a foothold in the Manchester United first team and had been loaned out, Lingard suddenly felt a little frustrated.
However, just a few seconds later, Lingard quickly cheered up and encouraged himself mentally!
I am a player recognized by Sir Alex Ferguson!
How could you give up so easily? !
Besides, I have already scored, but he hasn’t scored or assisted yet.
At least for now I'm doing better than him!
Chapter 1, Chapter 2 coming soon!
(End of this chapter)