Vol 3 Chapter 356: 1st scorer of the national team
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Golden Greenery
- Zhuo Setong
- 1484 characters
- 2021-01-30 05:55:10
Jordanian fans are very enthusiastic, and the mineral water bottles they threw constantly hit the Chinese team bus, ‘Boom! Bang Bang! ’Let Zhuo Yang feel in the battlefield.
In fact, Jordan is a stable country relative to a circle of neighbors who have been dying for a whole day, and the people have a good life. They have money and have free time. Amman, Jordan’s capital, is also one of the favorite tourist destinations for Europeans. However, unlike Dubai’s Middle Eastern gold caves, Amman is truly attracted by its cultural and landscape fusion of Arab, Ottoman, and Eastern Rome. Tourists.
The Chinese team is undoubtedly the most popular in Group A, but it is not easy to say whether it is Iraq or Jordan in the second place. In the first round five days ago, Jordan did not panic over Iraq at 2:0 on the road. For the Chinese team, Jordan is not at hand.
Compared with the home game against Singapore five days ago, Zhuo Yang and the Chinese team attach great importance to Jordan, at least not at the door. But not to underestimate the enemy does not mean smooth sailing.
Although the Amman International Stadium is the largest stadium in Jordan, it is still relatively small and can only seat 25,000 people. It is also a comprehensive stadium. The runway takes up four weeks. The stadium is actually small and pitiful, but it only fits the standard of the football field. Minimally.
Such a small venue is obviously more suitable for a team that plays defensive counterattack. Jordan is in perfect harmony with such a venue.
In the first half of the Chinese team's hard work and no success, the Jordanians were all committed to preventing water leaks. The two sides received three yellow cards from the Asian whistle Irmatov, and there was no bright spot in 45 minutes.
In the intermission, Rijkaard bitterly talked about the tactics to the players. In fact, it is all old-fashioned. If you only need to tell before the game in Barcelona, but in the face of Chinese players, he can only repeat it whenever he has time. Repeat, can't guarantee how much you can understand.
Even with such indoctrination, the Chinese team was almost ashamed by the sudden change of the situation in the second half. If there was not a Zhuo Yang, Tie Dingmu became a big fool.
In the 49th minute, Baha Rahman, who slowly took the ball in the midfield, suddenly opened a cold arrow at 30 meters. A world wave long-range shot directly hit Yang Zhi’s door. Jordan was so unreasonable 1: 0 leads.
Taking advantage of the panicked time of the Chinese team, Jordan was unreasonable and just rewritten the score after 5 minutes.
An impetuous Zheng Zhi grabbed a handball foul, Irmatof sent a free kick in the midfield, the Jordanian made a quick shot, Salimi passed the ball on the right side of the earth, Li Weifeng was again inattentive, and he was also frivolous and direct. Ibrahim made the ball back and made a mistake. Salimi pushed the left foot from the right side of the penalty area to break the goal, 2:0.
Who blames? Zhuo Yang can only be blamed because he is the captain.
Zhuo Yang did not expect this qualifier to be so unsatisfactory, the top 20, where is this? Obviously, regardless of the sense of responsibility or competitive state, some veterans of the team are already unusable, but the game is imminent, and they can only make up these two games first.
Players around the age of 30, especially in the midfield and backcourt, are at the peak of their overall quality in the five major European leagues. However, Chinese players have nothing to learn from the Brazilians, but they have to learn the 29-year-old hurdle.
In only 50 minutes, Zhuo Yang has ran for more than 8 kilometers. The temperature of 26℃ in Amman’s September night is very suitable for football, but Zhuo Yang is about to stick out his tongue.
Seeing Li Wei's loose eyes, Zhuo Yang gasped and said to Zheng Zhi: "Dazhi, you can stare at the back of the spot first, I'm afraid that the following ones won't work. If you lose one more, it will make the broken chicken team give Missed."
At this juncture, Zhuo Yang couldn't go back himself, but Zheng Zhi was the only one who could be a little reliable.
He greeted Hao Junmin and Huang Bowen again: "Don't even think about it, follow me up. You can't hold the ball under your feet, just hang it from my head."
Without Li Jinyu, who can break the intensive defense, the Chinese team wants to score during the battle. No matter Gao Lin or Yang Xu, or Yu Hanchao, they don’t have that ability. The abuse of vegetables is bigger than one. To break the game, you can only rely on Zhuo Yang.
After the Chinese team kicked off, Zhuo Yang knocked back to Hao Junmin and ran forward. Huang Bowen, on the far right, was rushing with him. The Jordanians were a little nervous because of Zhuo Yang's air cut. The midfielders swarmed in the past, whether they were good at defense or not.
Hao Junmin was suddenly cruel, taking advantage of the small empty title on the left, and ran to the left ribs without covering and blocking. The Jordanians only paid attention to him at this time, and quickly divided their troops to come and besiege. Hao Junmin cleverly passed the ball from a wide angle and pierced the middle of the defender to the foot of Huang Bowen on the bottom of the right.
Xiao Huang wanted to push Zhuo Yang, who was outstripped from the middle, to kick the ball, but was quickly backed up by Hasash, who shoveled on the ground. The football bounced high on his foot. Zhuo Yang had to tighten his cheeks to come with the Jordanians. Fate.
With his left arm pressed against Ban Atya, his right arm hung with Fatay, Zhuo Yang turned half in the penalty area and hit the ball, his right foot raised higher than Baniyasin's head and faster than him.
After a crisp impact, the football swiped into the net nest; after a dull hum, four or five people fell together, with Zhuo Yang at the bottom. He felt that his pickles were about to be squeezed out.
1:2, there is no doubt that this goal is very critical. Only two minutes after the two goals are behind, the Chinese team has this magical goal and will never be missed. Dinghaishen needle iron, weighing 135,000.
In the 71st minute of the second half, Zhuo Yang finally dispersed the two Jordan defensive midfielders of Mustafa and Dib. Mustafa fell softly on the ground while following Zhuo Yang's cut, and his eyes were full. It was the brilliant Venus that could not stand up at all for a while.
Dibdo carried it for 5 seconds~EbookFREE.me~ He was also paralyzed on the soft grass after Zhuo Yang slammed his shoulders. Hao Junmin's pass arrived at the right time, Zhuo Yang Huo went out to start a sudden death ride.
After 15 seconds, the score became 2:2, and Jordan had five people lying on the ground, including goalkeeper Sabah.
In the 86th minute, Zhuo Yang played Zhuo's Death Sudden Ride again, and was shoveled down from behind by Rahman, using a red card to prevent Zhuo Yang from taking the rank of general.
However, there is no use of eggs, Zhuo Yang's subsequent defoliation is very easy to overtake the score to 3:2, which is also the final score.
A difficult victory put the Chinese team with 6 points in the two battles in a very advantageous position, and also adjusted the time for the subsequent players to win. There is also a very important thing, Zhuo Yang did not know before the game, and Cheng Hao told him after the game that he suddenly realized.
This game was Zhuo Yang's eighth hat-trick on the national team. The final goal was also the 42nd goal he scored on the Chinese national team. With this ball, Zhuo Yang surpassed Hao Haidong with 41 goals and became the first scorer in Chinese team history.
Hao Haidong (41), Li Jinyu (30), Su Maozhen (27), Marin (21), Liu Haiguang (20), Li Bing (19), Fan Zhiyi (16). The top eight have been retired except Zhuo Yang. As for the eighth place, I am really embarrassed to count down, only ten fucking...
In August 2008, Zhuo Yang returned to the Chinese national team and participated in the first game in September. It happened exactly three years later that he became the first shooter in the history of the national team. It stands to reason that this is a great honor, but why does Zhuo Yang not pay attention at all?
Zhuo Yang said: Only forty balls, what is there to blow? Shameless!
There was a loud voice, and then he and the national team split two ways and returned directly to Madrid from Amman.