Football Modifier

With Magath's shrewdness, he naturally saw that Schalke 04 was already in a difficult situation. The crazy attack was fruitless, but they could not stop attacking, because once they stopped, they would be hit by the thunder of Madman Li...

"But, how long can such an offensive last?"

Magath frowned, and his mind was full of thoughts. He could not think of a way to deal with Madman Li's trick for a while. After thinking again and again, he finally decided to attack to the end. After all, Schalke 04 was now lagging behind in the total score. There was no point in defending. The road ahead was uncertain, but there was no way back.

Attack, or there would be a glimmer of hope!

Defend, there would be no place to bury him.

Even if Magath had iron-blooded means, facing an opponent like Madman Li who was so wise and calculated, he seemed to be tied up and could not use it.

...

Li Tongfan was playing a prank at this moment.

There is no coincidence in the world.

Sitting in the stands behind the coaching seats of the visiting team Inter Milan, the people closest to the ceiling of the seats were the drunkards that we met at the entrance of the football-themed bar on the nameless street in Gelsenkirchen last night. The tall and strong man in the lead, with muscles like a bodybuilder, was none other than ‘Arnold Schwarzenegger II’.

Several big men were wearing Schalke 04's royal blue uniform, with blue rapeseed on their faces, and some were wearing blue curly wigs. They were cheering for the team with great enthusiasm. They didn't realize that the guy standing in front of Inter Milan's coaching bench and being booed by them was the 'English friend glutton' who had a warm exchange with them and took a group photo last night...

"Scharf, the guy called glutton, didn't come!"

"Damn it, I said a long time ago that the damn Englishman looked like a pretty boy. Although he was wearing sunglasses, I could still see his coquettish nature. He must have lied... How dare a woman-like man come to experience such a manly sport!"

"Maybe he was delayed by something. It seems that he knows a lot. Football..."

"…………"

While a group of people were still discussing, someone suddenly glanced at the Inter Milan coaching bench. In fact, this guy was ready to give Crazy Li another middle finger or boo, but when he looked over, he was stunned--

"Hey, hey, look at that guy, is he a good-for-nothing?"

"Which guy?"

"The one standing down there waving?"

"Nonsense, why would he run down there? Which one is Crazy Li..."

"Hey, now that you mention it, if you look closely, they really look a bit alike!"

Several guys were dumbfounded, rubbed their eyes, and this time they saw clearly that the guy standing in front of the Inter Milan coaching bench, waving and smiling at them, was not the good-for-nothing they met last night, but who else?

He turned out to be Crazy Li?

Several people were immediately in a mess in the wind.

Sidelines

Li Tongfan put on the baseball cap and sunglasses he wore last night, and waved to his ‘old friends’ in the stands with a smile. Seeing the dumbfounded looks of the German men, Li smiled coquettishly, but other Schalke fans thought that Crazy Li was provoking them, and suddenly there were waves of boos and a forest of white middle fingers, covering Crazy Li...

Even the German commentator was a little surprised——

"Oh, we saw Crazy Li change his clothes like a magic trick. Is he performing acrobatics? Or is he practicing some magical moves again? The form of the game is not too good for Schalke, we need to be more cautious!"

After such a small episode, time passed quickly.

Push——! !

The Spanish referee blew the whistle, and the first half of the game ended.

"…It's over. Schalke 04, who attacked fiercely for 45 minutes, did not get the goal they were most looking forward to. The score remained at 0:0. This is not a good sign for them. The less time they have, the more dangerous they are. Inter Milan completely gave up the attack today. Under full defense, Magath's team tried their best and could not create threats!"

"There is no doubt that the 45 minutes in the second half will be more brutal!"

"Both sides need to make changes..."

"As many people predicted before the game, Schalke's chance of winning is not great..."

The commentators took advantage of the halftime break to express various opinions. The fans in the stands still sang the antiphonal song of [Emperor Blue] devoutly. They even shouted to pronounce these pronunciations. This kind of emphasis on melody and pitch completely ignored the sound of metal and iron on the battlefield, which made the listeners excited and couldn't help but shout to the sky!

At least the morale of the Schalke 04 players who attacked fiercely for half a game but still got nothing was obviously raised to a higher level.

On the way to the locker room, Li Tongfan met Raul, the Lord of the Rings.

"Hey, boss!" Raul greeted him with a smile.

Although the man in front of him has not been his head coach for many years, as long as Raul thinks of that brilliant season like a myth, thinks of that season when he and this man swept all opponents and won the championship together, thinks of the two of them wearing the Real Madrid scarf on the Harvest Goddess Statue together... Thinking of those wonderful memories, Raul feels that he should call this man in front of him "boss" again.

"Gonzalez, your heel goal at Mestalla was beautiful!" Li Tongfan walked over and clapped Raul's outstretched hand: "You did a good job here..."

Few people thought that Raul would have a second spring in his career after coming to Schalke. Many people originally thought that after leaving the Galaxy Battleship, [Lord of the Rings] would definitely be finished... Raul's performance conquered the fans in Gelsenkirchen, conquered the picky media, and also made those who gloated over his misfortune slap their faces like pigs. Li Tongfan was happy for Raul's achievements in Germany.

The two talked in Spanish and walked to the locker room.

After walking a few steps, they met another acquaintance - Chinese player Hao Junmin.

Hao did not start in this game, and was only barely selected to sit on the bench because Japanese player Uchida Atsuto was injured. After joining Schalke 04, he still got a lot of opportunities, but as the 2010-2011 season progressed, he did not show his superior strength, and it became increasingly difficult for Magath to see him, and his chances were slim. Hao Junmin waited here for no other reason, mainly because he felt that he should say hello to his compatriots. After all, he did not get to see Lao Li because Magath, the old man, was training before the game.

Because Lao Li had gone to college in TJ City, he paid more attention to the Tianjin team at that time, and the fans' morale was high. Hao Junmin was also one of the few spiritual Chinese players that Lao Li liked, so he paid more attention to his situation. In Lao Li's opinion, Hao Junmin, who has a [potential ability] of 156 and a [current ability] of 140 in the FM2011 system, is definitely qualified to be the main player of the Bundesliga team. However, Magath's positioning of Hao Junmin is really problematic. He lets him play as a striker and then as a defender. God has mercy on him. When Hao Junmin debuted in Tianjin Teda, he was a pure winger!

A good seedling was wasted!

Seeing his compatriot, who is actually younger than himself, waiting here to greet him with a sincere smile, Lao Li felt warm in his heart for no reason. He comforted Hao Junmin a few words and bought a favor from [Lord of the Rings] in German, asking him to take care of his fellow countryman in the team.

In the football world, if you want to gain a foothold in a team, you must either be a famous superstar or a local gang with your own small group. Otherwise, it is difficult. For players like Hao Junmin, who are a little introverted and do not speak the language, it is naturally difficult to really get along with teammates without the super fame of Raul. Lao Li also wants to do his best to help his compatriots. With Raul's status in the Schalke locker room, he can take care of Hao Junmin on weekdays. Even if he cannot play in the main position, there is still a lot to do to improve Hao Junmin's status in the locker room.

…

At the beginning of the second half, many people instantly felt that the sky had changed.

In the first half, Inter Milan, who was like a dough that Schalke 04 kneaded, changed its tactical thinking and instantly turned from full defense to full offense. At the beginning of the game, the [Blue and Black Army] used the players to launch a fatal offensive-

Sneijder took the ball near the center circle.

He leaned against the Peruvian striker Farfan's pressing with his back, and then turned and passed the ball instantly.

This passing method is one of the signature skills of [Midfield King] Sneijder.

The football passed through the heavily defended midfield of the Bundesliga Blues in the air and went all the way to the right side.

[Chilean C-Ronaldo] Sanchez, who had been frustrated for 45 minutes in the first half, was like a peerless sword that was unsheathed with a sound of Canglang, flashing with murderous aura. He did not wait for the football to land and directly used the front of his thigh to gently flip the football over the head of the pressing Pander, and then turned around and chased in an instant!

The action was smooth and seamless.

Poor Pander wanted to chase, but it was too late.

After passing one person, Sanchez no longer pursued personal performances, but instead took advantage of the gap in the chaos of Schalke 04's defense and sent a fatal pass like a bloodthirsty sword.

[Emperor Blue]'s defense collapsed.

Cheetah Eto'o really was like an African black panther running for prey. He got in at the last second and kicked the ball with the outside of his foot. With a whoosh, the ball drew an outward arc in the air, just bypassing the ten fingers of goalkeeper Neuer and piercing the goal!

Blood spurted out from the sword!

This goal made Magath's heart cold.

The total score was 2:0, and the opponent had an away goal, which meant that Schalke 04 had to score 3 goals in the next period of time to avoid being eliminated... This was simply impossible!

However, Magath would never have thought that this was just the beginning of a crazy prelude.

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