From the Country Team To the Rich

Chapter 62 Don't Try to Pretend X

"Damn it!"

Rasta is annoying!

He has never been so annoying when he played in La Liga!

The midfielder was completely suppressed, and each of the three midfielders on the opposite side was extremely difficult to deal with, let alone the combination of the three.

Martin Hendry was right. These three guys were like spinning tops, spinning around, constantly threatening their defense.

The most important thing is that they are still unable to control the ball and play an effective offense.

A change needs to be made!

But how to change, Rasta was at a loss.

Even the on-site commentary at the Juan Stadium showed a dignified look, saying: "Lopet needs to bring some changes to the team. The current situation is very unfriendly to us. Hoffenheim's pass control continues to consume us. The team's physical fitness, well, I admit, we are not good at playing this kind of team, which is why we hate Barcelona, ​​but we didn't expect to meet a team like Barcelona in the Europa League. So who Can you tell me why there is a team in the Bundesliga that plays pass control!"

Along with the on-site commentary, Lopete and the coaches also gathered at the coach's bench to discuss a solution.

The current situation is not optimistic and needs to be adjusted as much as possible.

But how to make adjustments, they couldn't find a good way for a while.

Finally, Lopete suggested: "Let Phelan play!"

Hearing this, the other coaches were stunned for a moment, and then said in surprise: "Ferlan? He's only 19 years old!"

Lopete pointed to the other side and said, "There are four players in Hoffenheim's first team who are under 20 years old, so what if they are 19 years old!"

"We have no solution. We can only let Ferran play as a central midfielder, and then let Rasta cooperate with him, connect the midfield and the backcourt, and give Ferran the offensive task."

The assistant coach frowned and said, "You want to put the final weight on Phelan?"

Lopete was silent for a moment, then sighed, "I can't think of a better way other than this."

The other coaches also shut up.

at this time,

Lopete yelled: "Ferlan, go warm up!"

On the bench, a young man with a slightly thin figure, an immature face, and freckles on his nose stood up, took off his training clothes immediately, and began to warm up.

In 27 minutes, Sevilla made a substitution.

The 19-year-old young player Phelan was appointed in a crisis and made his debut in the UEFA Europa League.

Phelan seemed very excited, maybe it was the situation of the game, or maybe it was the timing of his appearance.

He is proud that the head coach chose him at this critical moment.

He will not disappoint Mr. Lopete.

"Sevilla made another substitution?" The German Europa League commentary, the commentator said with a smile: "In the last round, Lopete also made a substitution at this point in time, which achieved certain results, but this time In this game, can young player Ferran turn the tide?"

He didn't know what medicine was sold in Lopete's gourd.

But he doesn't feel that this 19-year-old player can have any decisive effect on the game.

On the other side, Ranier found Huber.

He looked at the opposite court, ran towards Rasta's Ferran, and said, "This guy seems to be very small."

"19 years old!" Hubbard said.

Ranier asked curiously, "Do you understand Spanish?"

Habr pursed his lips towards the stands.

Ranier turned his head and saw some slogans suddenly appeared in some stands, saying that Ferran, 19 years old, made his Europa League debut and so on.

And with Phelan's appearance, some anger appeared in the silent stands.

"This guy is very popular!" Ranier said with some taste, he doesn't like guys who are more popular than himself.

Huber nodded and said, "Just like Leo in Hoffenheim."

Ranier grinned, he couldn't be jealous of that.

This guy Leo is the baby of Hoffenheim!

And the strength is perverted enough!

After Phelan entered the field, he went to Rasta to explain some instructions from the head coach, and immediately came to the position of central midfielder, staring at Hoffenheim's goal.

In fact, he also knew about Hoffenheim.

His evaluation of Hoffenheim is a pure 'spear'!

Their offensive ability is very strong.

If the offensive ability of the major European teams is rated, Hoffenheim is still at the top level, that is, A-level!

But compared to their excellent offensive ability, the defense is really not very good.

It can be said that Hoffenheim's lineup and tactics are somewhat deformed.

How fierce the offense is, how bad the defense is!

Most of the time, they rely on the way of midfield retracement to get involved.

This is also one of Hoffenheim's shortcomings.

But what Sevilla needs to do now is to take advantage of Hoffenheim's attack and miraculously counterattack, find an opportunity to pass the ball to Ferran when Hoffenheim's retreat is not in time, and let him organize Counter quickly.

This is also Sevilla's only chance.

Beep! !

Sevilla's throw.

Ferran looked around, no one was defending him.

He immediately rushed to the ball.

When he stopped the ball steadily, he felt a bump on his shoulder, and his center of gravity was a little unstable.

But Phelan still relied on his superb ball handling ability to pass the ball before completely losing the center.

After stumbling for two steps, Ferran turned his head and glared angrily after he steadied himself.

He saw a teenager who was on his side, but obviously stronger than him, grinning at him.

Ferran frowned.

He knew this guy named Ranie.

Hoffenheim's No. 2 breakthrough player, a very difficult guy.

However, Phelan was also very surprised. It was not obvious when watching the video. He didn't feel that this guy was strong until he actually entered the game.

Neither of them communicated, and they ran away.

Phelan was observing the progress of the game, and Sevilla quickly conceded the ball. I have to admit that Hoffenheim's pressing was very helpless.

The next step is Hoffenheim's offensive link. The entire formation is moving towards Sevilla, exerting great pressure.

It is very difficult to intercept Hoffenheim's pass.

Just stop them from entering the big box, though.

Hoffenheim, who had nothing to do, was sure enough that Habr made a long-range attempt, and the long-range shot was firmly embraced by the goalkeeper.

Seeing the goalkeeper catch the ball, Ferran quietly ran forward a few steps.

He didn't notice that a person was watching him all the time, and also moved a few steps in his direction.

The Sevilla goalkeeper kicked the ball straight.

Near the midfield, Ludimod competed with Rasta for the top.

In terms of height, Ludimod has some advantages, but Rasta is not a fuel-efficient lamp.

I saw him jumping first, inhaling air into his chest, stretching his body extremely, as if he was frozen in mid-air for a moment.

And it was this 'moment' that made Rasta hit the ball and make a fadeaway pass.

Phelan's eyes brightened slightly, and he stretched out his feet, ready to catch the ball.

Seeing the ball getting closer and closer, Ferran also had a general offensive idea in his mind.

Suddenly, he felt his eyes go dark.

A figure burst out from the side, jumped up instantly, stopped the ball with his chest in mid-air, and then directly snatched it away.

Ferran looked at the other person's back stupidly, a little at a loss.

Ranier advanced forward with the ball at high speed, but he felt a bit of slander in his heart: "Don't try to play a famous game in front of me! I'm just staring at you!"

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