Chapter 567: The Confrontation between Negativity and Positivity

Chapter 567: The Confrontation between Negativity and Positivity

As soon as the second half began, Chelsea, contrary to their usual style, launched a massive offensive, catching Real Madrid, who were accustomed to a defensive rhythm, off guard.

In the 49th minute, Lampard slotted a pass to Drogba near the penalty area. "The Beast" still possessed his power, skillfully maneuvering past defenders with a side step before unleashing a powerful shot.

This thunderous strike surprised everyone in the stadium. The entire Allianz Arena echoed with fans' cheers and screams as the ball pierced through Real Madrid's defensive line, heading straight for the top right corner of the goal.

The Spanish goalkeeper reacted swiftly, concentrating and diving to save the shot. He got a touch on the ball! Casillas's face was about to break into a smile, but it froze immediately. The ball was too fast! Although he managed to block it, he couldn't stop its momentum, and the ball deflected into the net.

"Goooooooooooooooooooal!!" The blue ocean surged in the stands as Chelsea took the lead!

The hero Drogba excitedly rushed to the sidelines, crossing the advertising boards to reach the area where the Blues' fans were, continuously cheering and roaring, as if declaring to everyone that the Beast was not yet retired!

His teammates quickly surrounded him, celebrating together this hard-earned goal. The head coach Mourinho was also on the sidelines, raising his arms and shouting loudly. His tactical strategy had worked wonders.

"Real Madrid was caught off guard. They failed to adjust their on-field response quickly enough and paid a heavy price for sticking to their first-half tactics."

"Yes, who would have expected Chelsea to suddenly accelerate their offensive rhythm, breaking into the frontcourt in one fell swoop? Drogba's long-range shot was also of high quality. So far, the Blues have only had two shots, but one of them hit the frame of the goal and resulted in a goal."

"After conceding a goal, Chelsea's defense, already a tough nut to crack, will become even harder to break. What will happen next? Let's continue watching."

In Mourinho's philosophy, a narrow victory and a resounding triumph made no difference. A win was a win, so he never cared if the game became dull and boring.

After taking the lead, Chelsea's retreat became more apparent, vowing to maintain their advantage until the end of the game, even repeatedly passing the ball around their own penalty area to waste time.

Seeing Wang Feng successfully break through the double team, Essien, who came to defend, was shocked, but he reacted quickly and directly slid in with a tackle, clipping the Chinese superstar's legs and bringing him down.

"Beep~" Another yellow card! The Real Madrid fans in the stands cursed and complained incessantly: "Damn it, that should have been a red card!" "Despicable Chelsea, only know how to foul and play negatively, no sportsmanship at all!"

Real Madrid won a set-piece opportunity in the left flank of the opponent's half. Wang Feng got up from the ground, panting heavily as he glanced at the opponent's goal, then signaled Alonso and others to come over and discuss tactics.

"This is a free-kick opportunity that can directly threaten the goal. Real Madrid failed to capitalize on several previous occasions. Let's see how they play this time."

"Oh? Alonso is standing at the penalty spot, and Wang Feng is moving forward. Are they planning to execute a combination?"

"Run-up, cross! Modric with another pass, Wang Feng with a shot! Goal! The Galacticos have finally equalized!"

"An outstanding set-piece combination! Alonso pretended to take a long run-up, deliberately staying far from the ball as if to curl it into the penalty area. In fact, he lightly tapped the ball with his left foot, pushing it to Modric in the middle."

"At this moment, Wang Feng quickly started his run, moving backward from the edge of the penalty area, quickly shaking off defenders, receiving Modric's cross, controlling the ball, and shooting. The ball successfully pierced through Chelsea's dense defense, entering the net from the bottom right corner of the goal!"

At the moment of the goal, Ancelotti couldn't contain his excitement any longer, running around the field with his players. This game was too frustrating for them, and they couldn't accept losing in such a baffling manner.

Luckily, they had Wang Feng! When several direct free-kick attempts missed the target, he came up with this clever tactic to bypass the dense blockade in the penalty area. It was truly ingenious!

On the other side, Mourinho stood with his hands in his pockets, his brow furrowed. It was Wang Feng again. His mentality and skills had grown too much compared to the last defeat. There was a feeling that he couldn't be contained no matter what.

But soon, the Portuguese's expression relaxed. Equalizing the score didn't matter much. In fact, his tactical arrangement was to drag the game to a penalty shootout. Stealing a goal was just a bonus.

"Both sides are back to square one again. After Chelsea restarts the game, they continue to pass the ball around in their own half, seemingly determined to play negatively and drag the game into extra time or even penalties."

"And Real Madrid still maintains their aggressive pressing. This is a clash of two different game attitudes. Who will have the last laugh?"