The perfect center forward: Becoming a soccer king from the corner of Chuanu Chapter 023

Confronting, touching the ball, passing back, sprinting, frequent repetitive actions were continuously exhausting Bournemouth’s defense.

Meanwhile, Bournemouth aimed to exploit the momentary gap during the transition from offense to defense to launch a deadly quick counterattack.

Eddie Howe always believed that with two main forwards missing, West Ham United, relying solely on a heavily restricted Lucas, would be unable to break through their goal.

The game reached the 65th minute. Lucas, after winning a header, directly headed the ball to the Turk on the right side of the field.

After repeatedly pressuring the Bournemouth defense, their physical stamina declined, and their movements became somewhat distorted. Daniels’ tackle failed to clear the ball out of bounds, instead exposing the space behind him.

Torre took the ball and advanced towards the flank. Both center-backs and the defensive midfielder were already in position, the full-back was tracking back, and the wide midfielder was blocking passing lanes.

The attack on the right flank became a two-on-five situation with Lucas and Torre!

“Chance!”

With increasingly refined game understanding and off-the-ball movement, Lucas took a horizontal step, feigned a shot, then went wide, circling behind Torre before making another forward run.

Noticing a purple jersey shadow behind him, Torre immediately poked the ball forward!

The four Bournemouth defenders retreated while raising their hands, signaling West Ham United’s striker was offside.

“No offside, Lucas’s brilliant run instantly tore apart the opponent’s defense.”

“Small, quick adjustments!”

“Pushing off the standing leg!”

“Fake shot, real pass!”

With the score still 0:0, Lucas chose not to charge himself up, instead sweeping the ball towards the center with his right foot.

Antonio, facing the incoming ball, struck it cleanly, and the net instantly rippled. At the same time, a deafening roar erupted inside the London Stadium.

On the sidelines, coach Bilic excitedly clenched his fist. The Croatian, who had a star image to maintain, finally put his carefully designed celebration into use.

Goal!!!

Lucas’s assist, Antonio’s shot, West Ham United broke the deadlock in the sixty-sixth minute of the match!

“This is what you call catching them off guard. In this position, 90% of players would choose to shoot themselves; it’s a striker’s confidence in himself.”

“But true team-first spirit is like Lucas, when the team is in a deadlock, even a 1% chance of missing should be avoided. Pass the ball to a teammate rushing in the middle!”

“The absolute hero of West Ham United’s goal, just like doing a quest in a game, collecting 99 materials yourself, but instead of submitting them, you hand them over to your good brother next to you!”

“Willing to be a supporting character, congratulations to young Lucas, he possesses the rarest quality for becoming a top-tier target man: selflessness!”

-【Is there a possibility he was afraid he wouldn’t score?】

-【Brother, are you kidding me? The goals against Chelsea and Juventus couldn’t have been scored by someone afraid to shoot!】

-【Let’s just say, barbarians who learn Chinese traditional culture are different; they must have learned the story of Kong Rong giving up pears!】

-【Hey, little hater upstairs, don’t think I don’t know you’re complaining about Balotelli, who snatched penalty kicks in both teams!!】

Antonio, who scored the goal, knew well how to return the favor, continuously pointing towards Lucas during the celebration, thanking his good brother for the assist.

“Two goals and two assists, Lucas becomes the most dazzling new star in the first two rounds of the 2016- 17 Premier League season.

I wonder if this handsome young player can score again today and lead the league’s top scorer list!”

After taking the lead, West Ham United played more patiently, while Bournemouth, unwilling to accept defeat, began their performance.

The trailing Cherries started attacking frantically, their formation even pushing past midfield, but they consistently failed to achieve results, instead giving West Ham greater openings.

Bournemouth’s players proved with their actions that their 2- 6- 2 formation could only be used at noon because vulnerabilities would appear sooner or later.

In the seventy-seventh minute of the match, Bournemouth made a passing error in the midfield.

The Hammers seized the opportunity for a quick counterattack. Kouyaté played a through ball forward, and Lucas’s run and timing were perfect, controlling the ball before the opponent could clear it.

One step, two steps, he strode forward, directly shaking off the trailing Francis.

Unfortunately, after thirty meters, the advantage of his explosive power was exhausted, and Lucas, who lacked absolute speed, was caught by the tracking Harry Arter.

However, Lucas cleverly used his body to shield the ball. Although he slowed down somewhat, he still stumbled forward.

As he got closer and closer to the edge of the penalty area, to prevent the team from losing hope of equalizing, Bournemouth’s defensive midfielder had no choice but to commit a tactical foul, pulling Lucas down.

Feeling his center of gravity disrupted, Lucas kicked the ball out before falling!

[Push Nu Angle: Next shot outside the box Miss ( 8)]

Greedy! Lucas, the carry player in Dota, was very satisfied with his skill. How else could he quickly farm and achieve rampage without being greedy!

“Arter, who is 176 centimeters tall and weighs only 70 kilograms, was like a pendant, his constant harassment only slowing him down, completely unable to stop the heavy war machine!”

“Two yellows make a red, Bournemouth is in danger, one goal down and a man down!”

“West Ham United has been awarded a free kick in an excellent position!”

The fans in the stands once again gave Lucas a warm round of applause. Such violent aesthetics, the exaggerated crushing offense, was incredibly thrilling!

Some even felt like they were on fire, “Kelly, did you see how strong he is?”

“Are you here to watch the game or watch men??” Kelly rolled her eyes at her best friend, somewhat speechless.

Unlike girls with amazing thought processes who think about irrelevant things, the fans at the stadium were focused on the free kick in the excellent position.

“Your shooting touch has been good recently, want to take a shot?”

With the opponent down a man and a goal ahead, Noble was in a good mood and asked the young man in front of him if he wanted to show off.

The humble Lucas quickly waved his hand, indicating that he hadn’t specifically trained for it, so it was better not to waste the opportunity.

Lucas’s planned route for now was to fully utilize his large physique, gradually adding free-kick skills after his regular center-forward abilities were fully developed.

In the 80th minute of the match, Lucas was substituted by Fletcher. After the salary gap reached 20 times, the young player who transferred from Manchester United no longer felt sour but began to look for his own shortcomings.

He slowly walked off the field, accepting the blessings from the fans on the sidelines while also slightly delaying the game, a reasonable use of the current rules.

In future matches, such small actions would be meaningless, as the referee would compensate for the actual playing time on the field with excessively long added time. Seven minutes, eight minutes were not uncommon, and there were even exaggerated added times of ten and fifteen minutes.

“Hey, didn’t you say you were going to focus on the game? Why are you on your phone messaging someone??” Erin, the best friend who had just been lectured by Kelly, found her point of counterattack.