Chapter 208: Another sword and sword

"Old guys,"
"Do you know the pain?"
Schuster smiled happily on the sidelines.
"Think there is no way to clean up you?"
"Lao Tzu had experienced this pain when he was in the Major League ..."
He sighed again and remembered his years in the Major League.
When I first arrived in the United States, the opponent's player didn't take you at all. What German star? The information is not well-developed, and you do n’t know how powerful you are. It ’s just a swoop. You ’re a lot of age, no matter how good the technology is, if you do n’t have strong physical support, you have to be done.
Because Schuster felt the same, Schuster had only one tactic—running, when formulating this match against Dortmund.
The old fellows in Dortmund, he believes that the other party will always be unable to carry ...
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call,
call,
call.
After the end of the game, Hasler only wanted to drink water, even if the head coach beeped beside him, he did not listen to it. After pouring a bottle of water, his body was relaxed a lot. As a result, his old friend Mueller , He is still panting.
"rub,"
"It's almost my old life."
"The little guys are too ruthless."
Hasler suddenly smiled bitterly.
"Hmm," Mueller nodded seriously, but he didn't want to speak anymore.
While walking back, the two couldn't help looking at Zheng Zhi's back.
"Old boy,"
"You see how they walk,"
"Huh?" Mueller looked at it, but didn't understand it.
"Don't know what it means? Not tired at all, compare with us again."
"..."
In the locker room, the Dortmund coach is of course aware of this problem, but they can't replace two old players at the same time. There must be someone who plays the core role in the midfield. If you want to change, you can only temporarily change the one, and the score is still behind. .
After thinking about it for a long time, I finally decided to replace Hasler first. After all, Hasler had the most entanglement with Zheng Zhi in the first half, and the physical energy consumption was the largest. Mueller was only 30 years old, and the problem should not be big ...
On the other side of the dressing room, Schuster didn't make substitutions, but continued to emphasize tactics. K "Run,"
"Continue to run them to death."
"Never let them breathe too much time."
"Fight for another sneak attack."
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"Can we understand Schuster's tactics as mad dog tactics? It's so scary, I guess any team will have their heads run out when they encounter them." Brettner analyzed the two sides at halftime. Tactics come.
"It just happened to restrain Skipby's pension strategy."
"If Skibbe put in a young and powerful midfielder, can he crack it?"
"For example, Framy Kiel Butte? The Russians are strong enough and young enough."
"I think it's very possible."
Somer nodded. "But I think it's still the No. 39 that's the point. Without him cascading the whole team in the midfield, Frankfurt can't play so well."
"No, no, no, now even if he goes down, I guess they will play very well. This tactic is very suitable for them. It can only be said that without Zheng, the offense may not work, but defense, they will play to the extreme. Yes. I have to say that Schuster ’s coaching level is a little higher ... "
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Bretner guessed right when the side changed, and the Russian Flamy Kiel Butt came up to replace Hasler and became a helper beside Mueller. Skippel did change something, but he didn't know if Flamigil Butt had this skill.
"Alexander?"
"Seeing that, the guy will give it to you."
"Stare at him, don't worry about anything."
"He is your only mission in the second half."
As soon as Flammigl came up, Schuster recognized it at a glance, and then pulled Flammigir aside and explained two sentences.
"Zheng,"
"Andreas, he is yours. He dragged him to death, exhausted him like a devastated girl, lying on the turf softly!"
Isn't that you? Every day when I came to the training ground, I had a backache. Zheng Zhi made a joke ...
"Ralph, you two sides must not be left behind. Once your physical fitness is not good, please raise your hand immediately!"
"Yang, you seem to have missed two goals?"
"Ah, when will this goal rate be raised, alas."
Yang Chen: ...
Fight again.
Frankfurt continues to implement high-pressure forced tactics, everyone has clear tactical goals, especially the defense is very targeted.
In the first ten minutes, the deadlock was exhausted again, and neither side made any decent offense.
In the 57th minute, Barbaretz almost equalized the score. He received a cross from Heinrich at the later point and almost scored the header, but the ball rubbed out the goal post on the right side.
This guy's fitness is still so good! Zheng Zhi glanced at Heinrich.
He can also come up with assists, and he can run back. He has plenty of energy.
The physical fitness of the teammates must have dropped a lot. If the whole game is done like this, the opponent will not be exhausted. In fact, the teammates will also be exhausted.
Bernd should have moved? He glanced at Schuster on the sidelines again, and then he smiled.
Sure enough, Schuster was replaced at this time, Sauberzick came up and replaced Brinkman.
Pretty!
Zheng Zhi praised in his heart.
Isn't Heinrich rushing to assist? Sobozik was about to come up, he was about to measure A Hong ...
"Brother Yang,"
"Milo,"
Taking advantage of the substitutions, Zheng Zhi hurriedly went to chat with Yang Chen and Klose.
"When their left back presses on assists, you must switch positions,"
"We are going to beat them ..."
The two kept nodding.
Shuster on the field, Zheng Zhi on the field, no one would not listen to the words of the two.
The game resumed and Dortmund's score was still lagging behind. They had to attack and they had to fight hard.
The cheering of Dortmund fans in the stands has never stopped, and it has constantly injected power into the players.
With the retirement of time, Frankfurt's defensive level has gradually declined, and the defense line has begun to shrink back.
"Up!"
"Up!"
"Up!"
Shure was unable to withstand it, Schneider had to pull back to defend the Russians, and Zheng Zhi still stared at Mueller.
It ’s okay to let anyone, just do n’t let him. Mueller continued to play a depressed football.
However, with the recovery of Frankfurt, Dortmund's shooting opportunities still gradually emerged. In the 67th minute and the 69th minute, they had consecutive opportunities to hit the goal, but they were both blocked by Kuchera and Pedersen.
Sauberzick hadn't had any stunning offensive performance since he came up, which also made Heinrich rush up again.
In the 75th minute, he and Riken hit the wall to cooperate. A man drove the ball straight to the bottom line. Binderward failed to block it in time. The ball was passed by him to the middle of the big penalty area.
Shure missed the ball, the Russian won the shot and the ball was blocked by Kucera, but still did not lift the danger. Rost on the right rubbed the ball to the back point. Heinrich hit the ball in front of the plug, but the goalkeeper was magic Hold the ball!
The opportunity is coming.
"team leader!"
Zheng Zhi shouted.
bad! Mueller was dumbfounded on the spot, Zheng Zhi started from his side, turned around and dumped him, unable to chase back.
Zheng Zhi easily unloaded the ball, and Soberzick on the right ran forward almost at the same time as Heinrich, but Zheng Zhi simply ignored them and went directly to Yang Chen.
Yang Chen and Klose rushed up one right, one left.
"Ah, it! Keep up with them." Coral said, and he ran towards Yang Chen, but Yang Chen's speed was faster than Klose, he was more difficult to approach Yang Chen, experienced He did not run forward, but ran diagonally backward, hoping that some teammates could come back in time to help.
Yang Chen rushed to the ball quickly, looked up at Klose, Klose and another center defender Cesar in no particular order.
As soon as he gritted his teeth, he drew the ball straight!
Either way, he now has to single out Corral, and while Corral is not close to himself, he accelerates straight.
Soon, he drove the ball outside the right side of the big penalty area, and Coral seemed to have a good time and space, just happened to be on the inside.
The key time is up. Should he continue to single him out or pass the ball?
"Brother Yang!"
Behind him, a familiar voice sounded ~ EbookFREE.me ~ Zheng Zhi!
Behind Zheng Zhi, Mueller pulled almost five meters away. On the other side, the Russians also almost went together and wanted to run over.
Yang Chen knocked the ball horizontally without hesitation.
"Oh ~"
"What about him?"
In the moment when everyone was stunned, Zheng Zhi lifted his right leg and shot.
Twenty-two meters from the front of the big penalty area, Zheng Zhi drew a forefoot.
Daoguang sword shadow, Shi Potian shocked!
boom--
The ball flew past Coral's right ear like a cannonball, hanging upright in the upper right corner of the goal!
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