activa-t Chapter 222 Fatigue Combat
Chapter 222 Fatigue Combat
Chapter 222 Fatigue Combat
"Dick!" Before the end of the first half, a goal of the Huaxi Magic Dragons was ruled invalid by the referee. No. 19, who scored the goal, was offside before touching the ball. The players of the Magic Dragons gathered around the referee to discuss their explanation.
The Magic Dragons relied on counterattacks to complete the attack again. This time St. Friedom's interception was indeed in place, but the Magic Dragons were lucky. Both sides slowed down when the ball thought it was going out of bounds and bounced to the side. The No. 4 full-back, who was watching from the sidelines, jumped in from behind at high speed, dribbled the ball to the edge of the penalty area and made a cross. At this time, No. 19 rushed too hard and went overboard.
Then, the first half ended, the two sides entered the halftime break, and the St. Friedom players walked into the locker room with a look of distress.
"Listen, listen!" A few minutes later, Chen Shixiong walked in and slapped the tactical board vigorously. His temper became angry, "You all look here f*ckingly!"
In the first half, St. Friedom's performance was terrible. From the beginning of the game, the team's state was very sluggish.
The Magic Dragons were the absolute protagonists in the first half. Although they did not have the advantage in possession of the ball, their many threatening counterattacks made St. Fredom suffer.
"You guys are here to play football, not to compare who is more distracted!" Chen Shixiong scolded, "You all get your fucking spirits up, don't look like you're going to admit defeat!"
The players listened to Chen Shixiong's words silently. These words had a harsh tone particle, which also made them feel Chen Shixiong's anger.
"In the midfield, Fang Zheng and Ke Xinxing, run a little more. Their counterattack points usually have a transition from the midfield, and they won't go straight forward from the side." Chen Shixiong began to talk about tactics, "Wen Li, if the physical strength is not enough, Signal me anytime."
Xu Wenli is the most exhausted among the three players with national team missions. It stands to reason that he only played half of the game, so he shouldn't work as hard as he is now. There may be some minor problems in his recovery and adjustment.
Chen Shixiong hoped that the players on the field would be active so that the Magic Dragons would not be able to counterattack easily as soon as they got the ball. That would cause problems sooner or later.
St. Friedom's midfielder's performance in the first half can be said to be the worst so far this season, as if Xu Wenli's fatigue has passed on to all of them.
"Do you all know this?" Chen Shixiong pressed a photo from the assistant coach on the tactical board with a small magnet, and said, "I will bring this thing with me in every game from now on, and then stick him on the tactical board. up until the end of the last round."
It was the Chinese Super League championship trophy in the photo—the Shenzhou Cup. Except for the ebony base, the entire cup body was made of pure gold.
The cup body adopts the cylinder style of Huabiao as the main body, and nine dragons circle around the main body, and the dragon heads are scattered around the earth at the top of the main body.
The craftsmanship of the entire trophy is very sophisticated, and each dragon looks lifelike, making the Shenzhou Cup look domineering.
Chen Shixiong's meaning is already obvious, now that they have reached their current position, their goal is to compete for the championship.
"We found this photo from the Internet, and it was placed in the cabinet of another team." Chen Shixiong said slowly, "I hope everyone can understand our current situation, and I hope everyone will give me the opportunity to compete with this trophy." Take a photo together, are you confident?"
The players didn't seem to have reacted, they didn't say a word, Chen Shixiong raised his voice again, and asked again: "Do you have confidence!"
"Yes!" At this moment, the players responded to Chen Shixiong in unison, and the gloomy expression on his face gradually became brighter.
"Okay, play well in the second half, don't be so fucking nervous." Chen Shixiong said, and walked out of the locker room first.
The second half of the game between St. Friedom and Magic Dragons has begun, and the rest of the contest between the two sides continues. It is time to make some changes to the stalemate on the field.
In the 49th minute of the game, the Magic Dragon team was patiently passing the ball and gradually passed the ball to St. Friedom's penalty area.
Perhaps because of the better counterattacks in the first half, the Magic Dragons are now full of confidence, the players handle the ball very calmly, and the team's formation is also very high.
The No. 10 organized the team's attack in front of the penalty area, where St. Friedom built a barrier in front of the penalty area, preventing them from shooting long shots from the middle.
Just when No. 10 turned around and was about to pass the ball to the side, Ke Xinxing, who was very close to him, suddenly made a sliding tackle and broke the ball from under his feet.
This sliding tackle was unexpected, Ke Xinxing stood up and passed the ball forward to Pu Tingfeng, and now it is St. Friedom's turn to counterattack.
After Pu Tingfeng got the ball, he immediately turned to the right and moved forward, trying his best to bring the ball towards the penalty area of the Magic Dragons, widening the distance between himself and the opponent's central defender.
"Lao Pu! Lao Pu!" Gao Feijie responded from the left, his front was very wide open, and he was ready to speed up.
The Magic Dragon team accelerated their defense across the board. This time they made a similar mistake with St. Fredom in the first half, and the disconnect between the midfield and the backcourt was too serious.
Gao Feijie on the left accelerated forward to catch Pu Tingfeng's pass. The defenders had some difficulty chasing him, and he had already distanced himself from the opponent.
Gao Feijie rushed into the penalty area, and the two central defenders who tried their best to rush back couldn't care about Pu Tingfeng, they had to stop him first.
Pu Tingfeng retreated his position so that Gao Feijie could pass back to him in an inverted triangle, but Gao Feijie had to play the ball by himself.
He suddenly picked up speed towards the baseline, then made a fake shot and dunked the ball to his right foot and pushed it into the far corner.
The No. 3 central defender closest to him tried his best to block it, changing the height of the ball a little, but the trajectory of the ball flying into the goal remained the same.
The No. 12 central defender in the back was knocked down by Gao Feijie's first smash, and is now standing up from the goal line. When Gao Feijie pushed the ball, he just stood up and moved his right hand slightly It happened to block the incoming ball.
"Hey! Hey!" Gao Feijie immediately signaled to the referee that the No. 12 handball was being played, and he raised his hand high, feeling very excited.
The referee naturally saw the handball, and he had already blown his whistle when Gao Feijie complained, pointing to the penalty spot.
St. Friedhom gets a penalty!
"Come on, come on, don't waste it." Gao Feijie handed the ball to Pu Tingfeng, patted him on the shoulder, and walked out of the penalty area.
Putting the ball in place, Pu Tingfeng stepped back a little distance and stood still, waiting quietly for the whistle of the referee to let him take the penalty kick.
It was extremely quiet in the Holy Liberty Arena, and the fans were looking forward to the penalty, which also allowed the visiting fans to boo Pu Tingfeng to be heard clearly.
After the run-up, Pu Tingfeng slammed the lower right corner of the goal. The speed of the ball was very fast, and he also fooled the goalkeeper, making him miss the right direction.
Wild cheers came, St. Friedom broke the deadlock on the field, and Pu Tingfeng's penalty kick gave St. Friedom the upper hand.
Chen Shixiong finally breathed a sigh of relief for the time being, walked quickly to the bench, took a few sips of mineral water.
There is still a lot of time left in the game, and the next thing is to look at the counterattack and control of his players and the Magic Dragons on the field to continue the confrontation.
(End of this chapter)