green mercenary

Chapter 410 The Flying Dutchman
"It's too unfortunate, it's so unfortunate!" the commentator from Eindhoven said sadly, "Even the amazing Petr Cech failed to save the team this time, and Eindhoven fell behind by one goal in the away game."

"I hope the boys will not be crushed by this ball. We still have time, and time." Fortunately, the commentator's voice was not heard by the players, otherwise he would definitely be seriously injured by the players.He said to let everyone not be discouraged, but his own voice was full of distrust for the team.

In Munich, facing the powerful Bayern, there are few teams in this world that can go away calmly.

The team took a 1-0 lead, and Hitzfeld grinned like a flower.

So far, the forms on the court have been staged according to their own scripts.

Whether it was Eindhoven's attack at the beginning of the game, or the opponent's slow pass and active rush in the midfield that led to the opponent's final attack with a long pass, or his own team scored the first goal with a steady and steady play, everything was in the old coach's plan.

According to Hitzfeld's script, Bayern will compress the formation when they lead 1-0, and drag the score to the end.Regardless of whether he scored another goal at the end of the game or PSV equalized the score, it is acceptable.

Eindhoven's overall ability is a level behind Bayern, but only in cutting-edge offense, it is even half a head ahead of Bayern.

Hitzfeld wants the team to qualify, but it doesn't really matter whether the group is first or second.It's all played to this point, how can there be any weak chickens in the top 8 teams?

Therefore, Bayern's primary goal is to qualify for the group. The first is good, and the second is also acceptable.

After all, Bai Xiaotian's attack ability is simply too terrifying, a little carelessness can put Bayern in a situation where there is no end to redemption.

There are too many coaches who regret this, and Hitzfeld doesn't want to be one of them.

Sure enough, after leading by one goal, most of the Bayern players retreated and began to frequently fall back in their own half.

I saw the ball rolling slowly not far away, and the blond-haired Robben was desperately trying to grab it.

Lizarazu turned sideways to avoid Robben while protecting the ball.

Ignoring Peter Pan who rushed behind him, the experienced Lizarazu took a step up, looking for teammates who could respond.

In the exclamation of the home players, just about to kick a long pass, the swinging left foot suddenly pulled the ball back the moment it touched the ball, and pulled it behind him again.

The Bayern left-back just turned around and avoided the Robben who returned for the second time.

Without looking back at the young man behind him, Lizarazu pushed and passed the ball directly to Kahn.

"Oh! Haha, young is young!" The home commentator laughed, "32-year-old Lizarazu plays with 17-year-old Robben, just like a father teaching his children to play football."

After bypassing Lizarazu, the young Robben was not discouraged, but ran towards Kahn again.

With such a long distance, Kahn has enough time to catch the ball, find his teammates, and then pass the ball.

When Robben ran in front of him, the ball had already rolled to the other side of the court.

Seeing the ball roll away again, the young Robben let out a long breath, turned around, and trotted back from the offside position with his arms in his arms.

This kind of situation has been staged more than once. Bayern, who is leading by one goal, has nothing to desire, just want to end this damn game as soon as possible, and then cheer for the promotion.

The boys in Eindhoven wished to have the function of flashing and teleporting, but facing Bayern's sloppy tactics, there was no good way to deal with it for a while.

Time passed by, and the fourth official on the sidelines held up a sign showing "2" after discussion.

Effenberg, who was dribbling the ball on the wing, looked up and thought about it.

But at this moment, the sharp-eyed Van Bommel noticed the other party's sneaking, suddenly speeded up, and posted it.

"Oh? The captains of both sides started a direct dialogue!" Seeing Van Bommel rushing towards Effenberg fiercely, Huang Jianxiang also regained his spirits.

Calculating intentionally but not intentionally, Van Bommel immediately leaned on the opponent with his shoulders and pushed the opponent away with momentum.

The Bayern captain was hit by a stagger, moved a few steps sideways, and ran out of bounds.

By the time he ran back into bounds again, the ball had rolled to Van Bommel's feet.

The young Eindhoven captain didn't stick the ball either, he kicked his teammate in front and passed the ball back to Yang Heinze.

Seeing that the ball was far away from him, Effenberg also gave up the stalking behind Van Bommel and planned to command his teammates to return to the defense.

At this moment, Heinze saw the gap on the wing, passed an overhead ball directly, and handed the ball to Robben's feet.

Robben, who was close to the sideline, caught the ball with his chest, turned around and took the ball two steps away.

Just after crossing the center line, Robben looked up at the frontcourt, raised his thigh, and kicked the ball towards the opponent's penalty area.

Bai Xiaotian had already accelerated at the first moment, desperately running towards the opponent's restricted area.

But Link and Kufuor stuck close to Bai Xiaotian's side, and Link reached out and grabbed Bai Xiaotian's jersey tightly.

Bai Xiaotian ran a few steps forward and had to stop.On the one hand, the opponent's defender really dragged him to death, on the other hand, he found that Robben's pass seemed a bit too big.Even if he ran into the restricted area, the landing point was not where he was.

Just when everyone thought it was a long pass with too big a mistake, a yellow figure suddenly flew out from behind.

And there was no one around him.

Seeing Van Persie running more than two meters in front of him, Sagnol couldn't figure out where this kid got out of.

Since the first half of the game was coming to an end, Bai Xiaotian did not open the God's perspective when he received the ball.It wasn't until he slowed down that he saw Van Persie behind him.

Damn, careless!

Bai Xiaotian clenched his teeth, and picked up the speed he had just dropped.

The arc and strength of the ball are too large, even Raul Zidane has difficulty stopping the ball steadily.If there is no one around Van Persie to respond, then the ball will be wasted.

Under the eyes of everyone, Bai Xiaotian threw off Link's hand and rushed to the restricted area again.

However, no one expected that, fourteen yards before the goal, Van Persie did not turn around and stop the ball with his chest, but lowered his waist slightly, and jumped again instantly.

When the ball hit his forehead, the young Dutch striker quickly exerted force on his legs and flew in mid-air like a koi carp.

Seeing this scene, Bai Xiaotian's mouth opened into an "O" shape.

Wife, come out with me to see God!
The ball was changed direction by Van Persie in an instant, slid out of a beautiful arc in the air, crossed the head of Lion King Kahn, and flew straight into the goal.

Although Kahn is known as the world's number one goalkeeper, facing the ball, he could only stand still, twisting his neck, watching the ball fly into the net in the air.

With a "poof", Van Persie, who was flying in mid-air, fell to the ground and gnawed on the mud.

But the young Dutch striker didn't feel at all how embarrassed he was when he fell to the ground. He quickly got up and flew towards Bai Xiaotian beside Ali.

"Boss, boss, did you see that? Did you see it? I did it, I did it!"

The young Van Persie threw himself directly on Bai Xiaotian, and Bai Xiaotian did not hesitate to use his strength to hug the big boy who was half a head taller than him.

At this moment, Robin van Persie's name resounded throughout Munich.

(End of this chapter)