amaotonovel Chapter 725 Chinese Player [2 more]
Chapter 725 Chinese Player [2 more]
Chapter 725 Chinese Players [Second Update]
With Magath's shrewdness, it is natural to see that Schalke 04 is already riding a tiger at this time, and the attack is fruitless, but they must not stop the attack, because once they stop, they will suffer a thunderous blow from the madman Li...
"However, how long can such an offensive last?"
Magath frowned, thinking a thousand times in his mind. He couldn't think of a way to solve the trick of the lunatic Li for a while. After much consideration, he finally decided to carry out the attack to the end. After all, Schalke 04 is now on the trailing side in the total score. It doesn't make any sense to stick to it.
Attack, or you may get a chance!
Shou, there is no place to bury the dead.
Even though Magath has iron and blood methods, facing an opponent like Madman Li who has all the wisdom and plans, he seems to be bound by his hands and feet, making it difficult to use them.
……
Li Tongfan is playing a prank right now.
Coincidentally.
Sitting in the stands behind the coaching bench of the visiting team Inter Milan, the ones closest to the ceiling of the seats are none other than the drunks they met at the door of the football-themed bar on the unnamed street in Gelsenkirchen last night, and the tall, strong man with muscles like a bodybuilder in the lead is 'Arnold Schwarzenegger II'.
Several big men were wearing Schalke 04 imperial blue, with blue canola on their faces, and some people were wearing blue curly wigs on their heads, and they were so happy that they were cheering for the team. They didn't realize that the guy who was booed by them standing in front of the Inter Milan coach bench was the 'England friend' who had a warm exchange and took a photo with them last night...
"Sharf, that bastard guy, he didn't come!"
"Damn it, I said it earlier, that damned Englishman looks like a boy. Even though he wears sunglasses, I can still see his coquettish nature. He must be lying... How dare a man like a woman come to experience such a man's sport!"
"Maybe it was delayed by something, it seems that he still knows football well..."
"........."
While a group of people were still discussing, someone suddenly glanced at the Inter Milan coaching bench. In fact, this guy was going to give Crazy Li a middle finger or boo or something, but he was stunned when he saw it——
"Hey, hey, look at that guy, isn't he an idiot?"
"Which guy?"
"The one standing below waving?"
"Nonsense, why did he run down there? Who is Crazy Li..."
"Hey, if you put it that way, if you look closely, it really does look alike!"
The guys were dumbfounded and rubbed their eyes. This time they could see clearly that the guy standing in front of the Inter Milan coach bench waving and smiling at them was not the idiot he met last night, or who?
Is he actually Crazy Li?
Several people were thrown into chaos in the wind.
sidelines.
Li Tongfan put on the baseball cap and sunglasses from last night again, and waved to the "old friends" in the stands with a smile. Seeing the dumbfounded looks of a few big German men, Old Li smiled coquettishly, but other Schalke fans thought that Madman Li was provoking them. Immediately, waves of boos and a forest of white middle fingers covered the sky towards Madman Li...
Even the German narrator was a little surprised—
"Oh oh oh, we saw Madman Li changed his clothes as if by magic. Is he doing acrobatics? Or is he actually fighting some magical moves? The format of the game is not very good for Schalke, we need to be more cautious!"
Time passed quickly after such a small episode.
force--! !
The Spanish referee's whistle sounded and the first half ended.
"...It's over. Schalke 45, who stormed for 04 minutes, did not get the goal they were most looking forward to. The score remained at 0:0. This is not a good sign for them. The less time they have, the more dangerous they are. Inter Milan completely gave up their offense today. With all their strength on defense, Magath's team tried their best, but it was difficult to create a threat!"
"There is no doubt that the 45 minutes in the second half will be even more brutal!"
"Both warring parties need to make changes..."
"As many people predicted before the game, Schalke's chances of winning are not great..."
The commentators took advantage of the intermission to sneak in to express various opinions. The fans in the stands still sang the antiphonal song of [Emperor Blue] devoutly. They even uttered these pronunciations by shouting. This kind of emphasis that completely ignored the melody and intonation, but it was like the sound of gold and iron roaring on the battlefield.
At the very least, the morale of the Schalke 04 players, who had played halftime but still got nothing, had obviously risen to a higher level.
On the way to the locker room, Li Tongfan met [Lord of the Rings] Raul.
"Hey, boss!" Raul greeted with a smile.
Although the man in front of him has not been his head coach for many years, as long as Raul thinks of that glorious season like a myth, he and this man swept away all opponents and won the crown together, and think of the two wearing the Real Madrid scarf for the harvest goddess together...Thinking of those wonderful memories, Raul feels that he should call the man in front of him once again.
"Gonzalez, you scored with the heel at Mestalla, it's so beautiful!" Li Tongfan walked over and slapped Raul's outstretched hand: "You did a good job here..."
Few people thought that Raul would have a second career after coming to Schalke. Many people thought that after leaving Galacticos, [Lord of the Rings] must be finished...Raul’s performance conquered the fans in Gelsenkirchen, conquered the critical media, and made those gloating faces turn into pigs’ heads. Li Tongfan was happy for Raul’s achievements in Germany.
The two talked in Spanish and walked to the locker room.
After walking a few steps, I met another acquaintance - Chinese player Hao Junmin.
Xiaohao didn't start in this game, and only because of the injury of Japanese player Atsuto Uchida, she was barely selected to the squad and sat on the bench.After just joining Schalke 04, he still got a lot of opportunities, but with the deepening of the 2010-2011 season, he did not show superhuman strength, and it has become more and more difficult to get into Magath's eyes, and the chances are slim.Hao Junmin waited here for no other purpose, mainly because he felt that he should say hello to his compatriots. After all, he was not able to meet Lao Li because of the old man Magath's training camp before the game.
Because Lao Li once went to college in TJ City, he paid more attention to the Tianjin team at that time, and Hao Junmin, the fan morale, was also one of the few spiritual Chinese players Lao Li liked, so he paid more attention to his situation.In Lao Li’s opinion, Hao Junmin, whose [Potential Ability] is 2011 and [Current Ability] 156 in the FM140 system, is definitely qualified for the main position of the Bundesliga team, but Magath has a problem with Hao Junmin’s positioning.
A good seedling was ruined!
Seeing this compatriot in front of him, who was actually younger than himself, with a sincere smile, waiting here to say hello to him, Lao Li felt hot for no reason, so he comforted Hao Junmin a few words, and bought a favor from [Lord of the Rings] in German, asking him to take care of his fellow countryman in the team.
In the football world, if you want to gain a foothold in a team, you must either be a well-known superstar, or you are a local gang with your own small group, otherwise it is very difficult. A player like Hao Junmin who is a little introverted and has no language skills, without a super reputation like Raul, it is naturally difficult to really get along with his teammates. Hao Junmin's position in the locker room is still promising.
……
At the beginning of the second half, many people felt instantly: the sky has changed.
In the first half, Inter Milan, which was kneaded by Schalke 04 like a piece of dough, changed its tactical thinking and instantly switched from a comprehensive defense to a comprehensive offense. At the beginning of the game, the [Nazrazil] used the players to launch a deadly offensive——
Sneijder takes the ball near the center circle.
He leaned on his back against the press of Peruvian striker Farfan, and then turned and passed the ball in an instant.
This way of passing the ball is one of the signature skills of [King of Midfielder] Sneijder.
The football flew in the air over the heavily defended midfield of the Bundesliga Blues and went all the way to the right.
[Chilean Ronaldo] Sanchez, who had been held back for 45 minutes in the first half, was like a peerless sword unsheathed with a bang at this moment, flashing a murderous aura. He didn't wait for the football to hit the ground, and directly bumped it with his thigh, knocking the football over the head of Pandel, who was pressing him, and then turned around and chased after him instantly!
The action is smooth and smooth, in one go.
Poor Pandle wanted to know how to chase, but it was too late.
After passing one player, Sanchez was no longer pursuing individual performances, but saw the gap in the chaotic moment of Schalke 04's defense, and sent a deadly pass like a bloodthirsty sword.
[Emperor Blue]'s defense suddenly collapsed.
The cheetah Eto'o is really like an African black panther galloping to prey. It can't wait to jump in, and the football is printed on the outside of the instep. With a whoosh, the football draws an outward rotation arc in the air, just bypassing the ten fingers of goalkeeper Neuer, and piercing the goal!
A sword soars blood!
This ball 'stabbed' Magath's heart.
The total score is 2:0, and the opponent has an away goal, which means that Schalke 04 will have to score 3 goals in the next time to avoid the fate of being eliminated... This is simply impossible!
However, Magath would never have imagined that this was just the beginning of a crazy prelude.
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(End of this chapter)