number one striker

Chapter 46 Tarzan the Ape Goal

"I will work hard, work hard, work hard to the point you said, and by then, no one will persuade me to look at my brain."

Seeing Caesar's face, Royce remembered what happened with the few people in the cafe two days ago.

Compared with Caesar at that time, Royce deeply felt that the current self was really low.

"Can't you motivate me in the normal way?" Royce held out his hand, and Caesar pulled him up.

"Are you back to normal?" Caesar tilted his head.

Royce patted his cheeks with both hands: "Okay, don't worry, it's all right."

"That's good. If we lose the game because of you today, I will turn my back on you." Caesar's serious look made Grand Cross unable to tell whether he was joking or serious.

"I'm really ashamed to be worried about you." Royce smiled, and the confusion in his eyes finally disappeared.

In this state, do you still want to be favored by Hrubesch?
Alright, forget about that damn U21 manager and focus all your attention on the game now.

Royce looked up at the timer at Weser Stadium. It was the 20th minute of the first half, and he had 70 minutes to make up for his mistake.

"Although I don't know what Luther said, Marco seems to have regained his original self-confidence." Uke squinted his eyes and looked over, and Hammers snorted: "Fortunately, this guy let go in time, otherwise I must put him in confinement!"

Sarah's angry appearance is very cute, and she has already scolded Caesar's eighteen generations of ancestors in her heart.

Kugel breathed into the palm of his hand: "Are these two okay?"

Fat white man Hamit had the same question, and even Hrubesch scratched the few hairs on the top of his head: "These two little guys should fight as soon as possible, just to add some luster to this boring game."

Pointing to Daniel Schwab, Pezzaioli said, "That was quick enough."

"And the body is also very strong. I squeezed the No. 29 out of the way." Hrubesch nodded. "It would be great if the No. 29 could put the strength used in fighting into the game, so as not to be still playing in the second division."

Pezayuoli looked at the player list: "The number 29 has just turned 20, and he is also a player of the right age."

Hrubesch said impatiently: "What about the players of the right age? There are so many players under the age of 21. Do I have to check them one by one?"

"Maybe he will give you a surprise." Pezzaioli pointed to No. 29 Luther Kaiser and said, and in the next second, Freiburg scored a goal.

Niels Derling's foul was almost 35 meters away from the goal, so Freiburg did not choose to directly transfer to the goal, but played a tactic.

They spread the ball wide, Daniel Schwab crossed the front of the penalty area without stopping the ball, and he moved parallel to the red and white Allen's defensive line.

Freiburg midfielder Gabriel Gallus stepped on the ball firmly, and Tion immediately stepped forward to press, trying to steal him when the opponent stopped the ball.

However, everyone focused on Gabriel Gallus, but ignored the lateral movement of Schwab just now.

Gallus smiled in the face of Tion's ferocious tackle, and then picked the ball up.

Only then did Niels Derling and Marcus react, and hurriedly turned back to the penalty area.

Schwab's shot was saved by goalkeeper Lenz, and Marcus slammed on the brakes to clear the ball.

However, there was a huge force coming from the back. Freiburg’s Cameroonian foreign aid Mohamadou Idrissou (Mohamadou Idrissou) crushed Marcus like Tarzan. His height of 190cm and his broad body almost completely covered Marcus.

This Tarzan's powerful header overwhelmed Marcus and also broke the red and white Allen's defense.

Amidst the huge sighs of the fans in the audience, Freiburg scored the first goal in the away game.

"Damn!" Caesar scratched his hair dejectedly. Not only did the team lose the ball, but his friend Marcus was also overwhelmed by the opponent. Isn't it like the red and white Allen who has no power to fight back?

"Hey, if someone hadn't missed the opportunity, we would be leading now." The big cross seemed to be possessed by Shafrath, and said sullenly.

Royce's expression froze when he heard this, this guy!
"Twice." Caesar made another stab, and Royce's eyes twitched twice.

But all the fans present thought so, and even boss Kugel muttered under Sarah's angry eyes: "It would be great if Marko didn't make a mistake just now."

Sarah punched her father in the stomach: "The score will be equalized soon!"

"It would be great if that was the case, I don't know what he was thinking just now." Kugel was beaten twice and finally shut up.

Marco!Come on!Shut up all the pigs who question you!

Poor Joachim Kugel is also defined as a pig by his own daughter.

"Schwab's performance was good. The running just now was very spiritual." Pezaioli nodded, and Hrubesch shrugged: "Isn't this a normal thing? Of course, by the standards of second-tier players, it's pretty good."

"Don't be so harsh. Besides, Sandro Wagner and Fabian Johnson are both players in the second division. Aren't these two the main players in your game plan?" Pezaioli said the truth.

Hrubesch did not reply immediately, and waited for a while before he said: "Wagner is a product of Bayern's youth training. I predict that he will definitely return to Bayern in the future. And Johnson, to be honest, if it is not available, I will not use him."

Pezzaioli smiled and said, "You man"

After Freiburg scored a goal, they became more determined to fight back.

Robin Dutt also watched the last match between Red and White Allen and Ingolstadt, and the result was as he expected. As long as there is no space for Red and White Allen's trident, it will not be able to charge at all.

So after the game restarted, Uke watched helplessly as his opponent retreated into the penalty area, leaving only a Cameroonian, Mohamedou Idrisu, as a high point in the frontcourt, ready to counterattack.

Seeing his opponent's posture, Caesar also understood what they were thinking.

Fight back?

Okay, very good, we just lost to the defensive counterattack in the last game, and now you show me this again, let's see if I don't beat you!
Tion had the same expression as Uke, what should we do now?

Freiburg took the initiative to give way to the midfielder. Now the red and white Allen can pass without restriction, but within 35 meters, they cannot move an inch.

"give me!"

Caesar took the initiative to retreat to respond, and he stood on the left side of the team's offense, just facing Daniel Schwab.

(End of this chapter)