World Cup of Great Powers

Chapter 119 The person who can get on at the critical moment
When the news of the China Youth Team's final loss came, everyone on the field, whether it was Xiaotian or South Korea, was gnashing their teeth with hatred and couldn't stop.

We fight to the death here, and you lose the game casually over there?

What about your tactical philosophy of striving for victory?

What about your fighting spirit of never giving up?

If you lose just to disgust us both
Well, then you did!

Park Chang-sun held Troussier's hand and gritted his teeth with the few English words he knew: "Kick that! win! WIN!!!"

That means, if you really make it to the finals, you must beat the China Youth Team for us.

But Troussier kept shaking his head.

He thought that Park Changshan meant that the China Youth Team had won the game!
"NONONO, kick that, NO WIN, NO WIN!!!"

The two head coaches just shook hands and talked nonsense to each other.

Until the end, Troussier's interpreter couldn't stand it anymore, and found a South Korean who could speak English to translate a few sentences for the two of them, and then they let go of their hands.

"Kesou! Coach Zeng is really disgusting!" Junichi Inamoto, who was exhausted into a puddle of mud, slapped his thigh in anger after learning the result of the other side.

As a small day player who came back from the suspension, Dao himself has no cards and has physical strength. This game is undoubtedly his most fierce.

Everyone knows that South Korea's sudden attack here is entirely because the China Youth Team scored a goal at the beginning of the game, breaking South Korea's thoughts.

"Inamoto, don't blame Coach Zeng, South Korea is working hard with us and has nothing to do with him!"

Seeing his teammates scold Zeng Zheng for being shameless, Nobuji Ono limped over, patted Junichi Inamoto on the shoulder and said, "Whether the Chinese team wins or loses, South Korea will fight us if they want to qualify."

"I know!" Inamoto Junichi still gritted his teeth in hatred, "But I don't know why, I just feel upset when I hear that they lost to Iraq!"

"Yes, maybe. This is Coach Zeng's tactic!" Ono Shinji felt that his defense was weak.

"kesou!!!"

"If we can still meet the Chinese youth team in the final, we will defeat them this time no matter what!"

"Damn China Youth Team, don't lose in the semi-finals!
Under the instigation of Junichi Inamoto, the remnant soldiers and defeated generals of the Little Days players broke out into a burst of tragic shouts.

As we all know, anyone can step on Iraq in this Asian Youth Championship.

In the small days, it was 6 to 2 and slaughtered Iraq.

But it was such a team that was at the bottom of the group, but in the end it killed the top Chinese youth team in the group.

Who can't see the tricks?
The most damning thing is that after the tie-up between Japan and South Korea, the three teams of China, Japan and South Korea all scored 7 points.

The China Youth Team had a goal difference of 6, the Japan Youth Team had a goal difference of 5, and South Korea had a goal difference of 3. In the end, the China Youth Team scored first in the group.

".A short message will be broadcast below."

"In the group stage of the Asian Youth Championship that just passed, the China Youth Team defeated South Korea and drew with Xiaotian."

"Four games, 2 wins, 1 draw and 1 loss, qualify as the top of the group and advance to the semi-finals."

Aunt Wang was chopping vegetables in the kitchen. When she heard the news, she shouted to her husband who was playing the spinning top outside:

"Old Wang, the Chinese youth team has advanced to the group stage!"

"Ah, advanced? Okay, what's the number in the group?"

"First!"

"Not bad." Old Wang nodded while whipping his whip.

After thinking about it, he asked casually, "How many games did you win? Is there any news?"

"It seems to have won two games." Aunt Wang couldn't remember clearly. "It seems that Japan and South Korea won one game and tied one game. I don't know the rest."

"Cut! It's useless! I couldn't win all the Asian Youth Championships!"

Hearing that he didn't win all four games, Lao Wang was obviously dissatisfied.

The whip in his hand followed suit.

"Snapped!!!"

The spinning top was directly sent flying.

The news that the youth team qualified for the group stage of the Asian Youth Championship did not cause much disturbance in the domestic football world.

This result is the bottom line for fans not to scold.

So after getting the news, the big guys didn't have much reaction.

What's more, Zeng Zheng, who is known as a magical coach, leads the team. The expectations of the fans are high!
But Zeng Zheng did not give up on this propaganda.

The four turfs of his own youth training base have all been deployed.

With the gradual deployment of coaches, teachers, students, etc., the "remedial classes" that could only be "remedial classes" in winter camps, summer camps or extracurricular time at the beginning have gradually begun to transform into football schools.

After a three-day break, the China Youth Team faced Kazakhstan, who is second in Group A, in the semifinals.

Kazakhstan has nothing to do if it can qualify for the group stage.

He lowered his head at the beginning.

In the 9th minute of the game, Shen Han used his speed to eat the Harbin defender raw on the wing.

Where is Harbin's defender willing to give way?

He ran forward with a scissor kick and shoveled Shen Han to the ground.

Shen Han, who rolled a few meters away, hugged his legs and gritted his teeth on the ground for a long time.

After the team doctor ran up and down, he stood up with the support of his teammates.

Within a few minutes, Li Yan was also tripped.

Seeing how ruthless the Harbin team was, several frontcourt players no longer dared to break through, for fear of delaying the final due to injury.

After several times in a row the ball that should have been rushed was missed, Zeng Zheng also saw the clues.

"What are you doing?"

"Afraid of him being a bird?"

"It's time to rush!"

"The old bastard passed a yarn back?"

"Is that what I usually teach you?"

"Just do it for me!"

After Zeng Zheng returned to the coaching bench and sat down, Chen Jingang also walked to the sidelines and shouted loudly.

"Didn't you have enough to eat?"

"If you have to run, let me run!"

"Li Yan, what kind of return pass was that ball back, didn't you see the wide gap?"

"Li Yi, don't you know how to dribble the ball?"

"Shen Han, how many times? Damn, how many times have you counted yourself!"

Even Chen Jingang scolded angrily, but the effect was still minimal.

"Coach Zeng, these bastards are disobedient!"

Returning to his seat, Chen Jingang looked angry.

"I'm waiting for the finals!"

"You have so much heart at such a young age."

"How can we play until the final?"

"Fuck it, it's not even the final yet!"

Zeng Zheng sighed.

After five years of professionalization, these players who are younger than Jianlibao have grown up professionally.

But in the eyes of Zeng Zheng, these people seem to be no different from the previous professional teams.

Most of the team members stayed in the track and field team for a while, and found out that they could run fast, so they were transferred to the football team.

While enjoying the obvious advantage brought by the fast speed, the training is not as hard as others. The most important thing is that sometimes I dare not exert my strength on the court.

To put it bluntly, this is called "lack of professional attitude"!
They want to eat this meal in the future, but no one taught them how to eat this meal.

Zeng Zheng didn't say anything until later, he just sat on the coach's bench and watched these players silently.

For this Asian Youth Championship, Zeng Zheng customized two sets of tactics for the team.

One is an offensive tactic when facing a weaker team, and the other is a defensive tactic when facing a slightly stronger Japan and South Korea.

With the strength shown by Kazakhstan in Group A, it is far less powerful than the two opponents of Japan and South Korea.

So before the start of the race, Zeng Zheng completely let go of the speed limit.

On the two wings, as long as anyone can create a gap, they can dribble the ball.

It doesn't matter whether you cut inside or pass from the bottom, it doesn't matter.

As long as you can create a chance to shoot!

And in this team, among the frontcourt players, even if they are substitutes, the 11-meter sprint speed can run to about 4 seconds.

Zeng Zheng is a fast horse as soon as he changes.

No matter how fast such a team doesn't highlight, he, the coach, should slap himself in the face.

But it is such a team that is good at breakthroughs. Until the 70th minute of the second half, the score between the two sides was still 0-0.

Xiaotian and Saudi Arabia, who played the game earlier, have already scored 3 to 2 at this moment, and both sides have scored 5 goals in total!
This is not a contest between the adult teams. The two sides played more steadily and could indeed hold the score.

The youth team is still 0-0 up to now, which can only explain one problem-the offense of both teams is rubbish!
But is the Chinese youth team really not good at attacking?
In the group stage, South Korea can also play 4-1 and Qatar 4-0.

In the team, it's not like the days when there were many injuries.

Such a team has played against Kazakhstan for more than 70 minutes and has not scored a goal. It is definitely their own problem.

"Don't worry about few, but worry about inequality!"

Looking at the timid players on the field, Zeng Zheng sighed.

When the group did not qualify, they played desperately one by one.

Now that the group has qualified, they all start to think for themselves.

Two players were replaced one after another, but the situation still did not open.

At this moment, even Zhao Junhua leaned over to Zeng Zheng and asked in a low voice, "Coach Zeng, are we going to prepare for extra time or even a penalty shootout?"

"Little Life and Saudi Arabia didn't play overtime. If we can not fight, we will not fight."

Although Zeng Zheng said so, he still held the last substitution card in his hand.

"The youth team needs heroes!" Li Huiye sighed, "If this was in Jianlibao, Zhang Ran would have gone there already!"

In Jianlibao, while the team members perform their duties, they also have their own characteristics.

Zhang Xiaorui is a star player who is good at overwhelming victories;

Li Tie is the Dinghaishenzhen type, no matter how disadvantaged the situation is, it will not lower morale;

Zhang Ran, the deputy captain of the Bayi team, is the kind of "hero" Li Hui calls.

When it's time to go, there is no ambiguity at all!
Just when the coaching bench was at a loss for this goal, a young player in a red robe suddenly flashed in front of everyone.

Before the ball is about to roll out of the bottom line, grab the hook and hook the ball back into the court.

"Yo huh? All right, this kid is going up!"

The eyes of the coaches lit up, and they all cast approving glances at this save.

Harbin players did not expect that the ball could be saved.

By the time they sent their players to grab the ball, the young red-robed player had already laid down on the ball and came to the sideline of the opponent's penalty area.

Facing Harbin's defender, the young red-robed general flicked his right foot and made an inward cut.

At the next moment, push the outer instep of the right foot toward the bottom line, and then accelerate on the spot.

Harbin's defender did not hesitate.

The moment the young general in red robe accelerated, he also quickly pulled up his legs to keep up.

One of the two is inside the restricted area line and the other is outside the restricted area line.

Shoulder to shoulder, tearing and tugging at each other, chasing the ball.

After all, the young general in red robe was slightly better.

With an early turn of his right foot, he retrieved the ball from the baseline and slowly rolled towards the penalty area.

Seeing this, the defender who was left behind by the young general in red robe subconsciously stretched out his foot to tackle, trying to break the ball out of the baseline.

But the young general in red was still one step faster and kicked the ball away ahead of time. At the same time, he also got kicked on his ankle.

"Pass, pass the ball!"

At this time, the coaches of the China Youth Team were already shouting loudly.

Even though the young general in red robe couldn't even stand firmly at this moment, everyone was looking forward to his kick.

Finally, in the eyes of everyone's expectation.

The red-robed young general exhausted his last strength and swept the ball towards Harbin's goal before falling to the ground.

Whoosh!
Swish!
Li Yi, who was in the middle, followed up with a kick, and directly pumped the ball into the net in front of the Kazakhstan goalkeeper.

After scoring the goal, Li Yi was so excited that he quickly ran to the sidelines and made faces at the nearest place to the camera.

"Great!"

"Goal scored!"

"Coach Zeng, we scored a goal!"

After waiting for more than 80 minutes, the goal finally appeared. Chen Jingang and the other two assistant coaches cheered loudly.

Although Zeng Zheng smiled, he still shook his head, pointed at the red-robed teenager who hadn't gotten up in the restricted area of ​​Harbin team, and said:
"Why hasn't he gotten up yet? Hurry up and have a look, that boy Zheng Zhi is okay."

(End of this chapter)