Football: The striker is born, starting from the Hague youth training

Before the fans in the stands could react, they saw Hummels rush into the goal and pick up the ball in front of Adler.

Hummels ran towards the center circle with the ball in his arms, yelling at his teammates who were rushing up:

"Hurry! There is still time, work harder, victory belongs to us!"

How could the teammates not understand what the captain meant? At this time, everyone's legs felt like they were filled with lead, and every step was very difficult. The battle that should have been easily resolved was caused by the constant waste of opportunities in the first half and the opponent's sneak attacks, which led to a two-goal deficit.

A goal was just recovered in the second half, although everyone didn't know that Mi Yuan's kick was purely a mess.

The opponent took the opportunity of a free kick to expand the score again, forcing them to grit their teeth and continue to press hard and defend to tie the score. The offense and defense switched too quickly in this game. They didn't have a chance to catch their breath. They were pressing and defending all the time. Hamburg was too difficult today.

As for the problem of the crooked whistle, the club will naturally solve it after the game. Now all they have to do is to pursue their victory.

There are still the last ten points.���, everyone should not relax, the captain is cheering everyone up with practical actions.

The Dortmund players on the field turned and rushed to their own half, ready to welcome Hamburg's counterattack.

In the stands, crazy Dortmund fans waved flags, scarves, hats, and some even took off their jerseys and swung them around. In such weather, shirtless people are really tough guys.

Seeing their home team equalize the score, they shouted at the top of their lungs:"One more! One more! One more!"

The plot of this game was too ups and downs. Hamburg, a relegation team, led by a large score, and only equalized the score when the game was about to end.

Their players did not give up, and they would not give up. Now they can only put all their emotions into encouraging the team.

The voices of Dortmund fans have overwhelmed the support of Hamburg fans at home. They shouted:"Dortmund does not accept failure, Dortmund must win!"

The emotions of the fans did not affect the players on both sides of the field, but infected Tuchel on the sidelines.

When he saw the score tied, Tuchel excitedly punched the ball to celebrate. He calmed down and looked at the fans who were traveling with the team in the north stand.

A gleam flashed in his eyes. It was because of such loyal supporters that Dortmund could keep moving forward and keep returning to the peak from the downturn.

He originally thought that if he lost this game, the morale and spirit accumulated during this period would dissipate.

However, these young people on the field refreshed his three views again and again. He was very proud to be the coach of this group of young people and to lead such a team to the top and create new records.

At this time, Labadia was still very calm. He did not expect that the good situation could be equalized by Dortmund.

He could accept a draw. At this time, keeping the draw was to keep the victory.

He kept gesturing to the players on the field and shouted:"Stay steady and concentrate!"

After several passes in Hamburg's backcourt, the football was directly passed to Dortmund's half.

Gundogan rushed forward to press, and Weigl also followed up to assist.

Although the players of Dortmund were tired, they did not give Hamburg any chance at this time.

The players of Dortmund cooperated very well. With the advantage of numbers, three people besieged and pressed, giving Hamburg no chance to enter the dangerous area.

At this time, it was not only the players of Dortmund who fought hard, but also the players of Hamburg.

They could not accept the score being tied, and they fought harder. They did not want to lose this game at home again.

The advantage was obviously on their side. How could they tolerate Dortmund's reversal and how could they tolerate Dortmund taking away three points.

The players of both sides turned into a melee mode in the final stage of the game.

This melee state was even more intense than the derby.

The referee Zwaye did not dare to give cards at will. After all, he had done a lot in this game.

He could only stop the game continuously and control the emotions of the players of both sides.

The players of both sides were fighting fiercely in the midfield, and the grass conditions of Hamburg were not good.

The fierce confrontation made the grass on the court constantly flying, and from time to time, players would slip and miss the opportunity to catch the ball.

Before we knew it, the time for the main match was approaching, and the assistant referee held up the electronic board.

It showed the number five, and there were five minutes of injury time.

There was no other way. The game was suspended at the beginning of the second half, and the only way was to use the injury time to make up for the time.

These last five minutes were an opportunity for Dortmund, and also for Hamburg.

The score was 3:3, and the two sides returned to the same starting point. Now it was a matter of seeing who could hold on to the end.

In the 91st minute, Yonemoto successfully intercepted Sakai. When he was dribbling the ball to observe the position of his teammates, Sakai turned back and directly hit Yonemoto with his shoulder. Yonemoto, who was supporting himself on one foot, had an unstable center of gravity and was directly knocked to the ground by Sakai.

Due to his height, Sakai directly hit Yonemoto's soft spot. Yonemoto groaned and lost control of the ball.

The referee Zwaye may have finally stopped watching. This was the fourth or fifth foul that Sakai had committed against Yonemoto.

He finally blew the whistle and took out a yellow card with some pain.

Dortmund fans were obviously very dissatisfied with the penalty and shouted:"Red card, red card, red card!"

They wanted to put pressure on the referee in this way, but how could the referee pay attention to the fans' shouts.

Mi Yuan stood up, covering his soft spot, and glared at Sakai who was still pretending to be innocent. He looked at the position of the free kick and frowned.

He adjusted his breathing and felt that his throat was starting to smoke.

If he was like this, what about his teammates who played the whole game?

How to break the deadlock, how to reverse it at the last moment?

His brain was thinking quickly, the position of this free kick was too far, can Reus hang the ball into the penalty area?

"Mi, how are you?"

At this time, Royce ran over, ready to kick off, and did not forget to ask about Mi Yuan's situation

"I'm fine. Can I pass the ball to the back point at this distance?"

"It's a bit difficult, I don't have enough strength now!"

Royce was right, he really didn't have enough physical strength now, and he was not sure about this long-distance pass.

Mi Yuan thought for a while, leaned over to his ear and said,"Pass it to me, I will pass it to the penalty area. You are like this"

Reus looked at his determined eyes and nodded.

The human wall in front of the penalty area had been lined up, and Mi Yuan was standing not far from Reus. It was obvious that the two of them were going to cooperate.

Reus counted the steps and retreated, and Mi Yuan also retreated at the same time.

As the referee's whistle sounded, the two of them started running at the same time.

Reus ran in front of the ball and pushed the back of his right foot in the direction of Mi Yuan's advance.

Mi Yuan instantly accelerated, his right foot firmly pierced into the grass like a steel nail, his body tilted to the right, and his arms swung naturally.

He swung his left leg towards the football, tightened his ankle and kicked the football directly.

The sudden scene made the Hamburg players who were originally rushing towards the penalty area immediately turn around and adjust their positions to block Mi Yuan's shooting line.

The falling human wall rushed up as soon as it landed.

Bang!

With a muffled sound, the football rose from the ground and flew straight to the far corner of the goal.