From the Country Team To the Rich

The latest website: "Ibstruij entered the penalty area, he is making adjustments, will he choose to shoot? Shoot!!——The angle is very tricky, Howard dialed the ball out with one hand, ah!!!!! Just a little bit!"

The commentator Roy Tuckers and a large number of Hoffenheim fans made unified actions.

They all hugged their heads, showing extremely regretful expressions.

If the speed or power of this ball is higher, it will be there!

However, they were not discouraged.

Judging from the current situation, Hoffenheim's offensive threat is higher. Didn't you see that old professor has stood up?

Hoffenheim wins a corner.

Everyone is returning to the penalty area.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, the old professor caught Fati who was retreating.

"Pay attention to the rhythm of the midfield, don't let the number 8 and 19 disrupt the rhythm!"

Facing the old professor's instructions, Fati nodded fiercely.

He is not too satisfied with his performance in this game.

Although Habr did not perform too well, Fati still hopes that he can overwhelm the opponent.

But judging from the current situation, the performance of the two is similar.

Perhaps feeling Fati's changes, the old professor said again: "Don't try to show yourself, integrate into the team, and calm down. You are the engine of the team. If you carry too much, it will cause the entire team to fall apart."

Fati opened his mouth slightly to say something, but swallowed it when he saw the old professor's eyes.

Fati retreated, and looking at his back, the old professor frowned slightly.

As a famous "pedophile", he has coached countless young players.

He knows that Fati's talent is very high, but it is high enough to rely on personal ability to solve problems.

He is a team-oriented commander,

Rather than a warrior who charged into battle.

If Fati deviates from his self-positioning, it will not be a good thing for the Red Factory.

But the old professor has already said what he should say. If Fati still can't calm down, he has nothing to do.

A large number of players crowded in the red factory penalty area.

For Hoffenheim, even central defenders like Fan Chenggong came up to compete for the top.

Hoffenheim is not a team good at aerial combat, but this kind of opportunity is also rare.

What if the door can be broken?

Habr stands at the penalty spot, and today's left penalty spot is Habr's job.

The coaching staff also began to slowly strip these functions from Rudy Mode and impose them on young players.

Steven hopes that young players can take on more responsibilities, which is more conducive to their growth.

Looking at the restricted area, Huber slowly raised his hand and raised three fingers.

Tactic number three!

All Hoffenheim players understood.

The next second, as the whistle sounded, Habr kicked off immediately.

The ball shuttled quickly and flew towards the penalty area.

At this time, Ibstroui and Fan Chenggong squeezed in frantically, as if they were bound to win.

This kind of move naturally attracted the attention of a large number of Red Factory defensive players.

But the two didn't touch the ball until they jumped up.

The ball flies back to the point.

And in the back spot, Jamie appeared there at some point, ready to volley.

But the Red Factory players also responded quickly.

Fati accelerated and rushed over, hitting Jamie's upper body shaking, the ball touched the toes, a refraction hit the goal post, and bounced off.

The ball fell outside the penalty area, and in this position, Leo easily unloaded the ball, and then killed it again.

All of a sudden, the entire red factory restricted area was beating chickens and eggs.

"It was chaos! We couldn't even see where the ball was! Meget didn't choose to shoot from long distances, he still wanted to dribble into the penalty area and hit the goal from within range, but the problem was that there were too many people in the penalty area!"

Roy Tuckers was giving a hasty explanation.

You can feel his anxious heart, and why not the Hoffenheim fans in front of the TV.

All the Hoffenheim fans who stayed in Germany to watch the game had half-raised their buttocks and looked over hopefully.

How much they hope that the ball will appear in the goal in the next second.

But they were disappointed. When the ball appeared again, it was not in the goal, but flew out of the penalty area again.

"Ah!!! Hoffenheim still failed to complete the shot, and this attack should be called off...Wait! Who is that!"

Roy Tuckers suddenly said loudly; "Habble! Why did he appear there again, when did he run over?"

In the field of vision, Habr has already rushed to the ball, and faced the bounced ball and slammed it fiercely.

The ball is flying almost close to the ground, but there are too many people flying in the direction.

Fan Chenggong looked at the sticky cut, and immediately jumped up, and the ball flew past his feet smoothly.

But the Red Factory player Rosk, who was standing behind him, felt something hit his ankle when he had no vision.

When he turned his head to look at the goal, the ball hit the left post and bounced into the net.

There was silence in the entire restricted area.

Everyone looked at the goal of the Red Factory in astonishment.

This is... a ball scored?

"Own goals!!!!--"

Roy Tuckers roared.

"This is an own goal. The ball hit Rosk's feet and refracted into the goal. The central defender of the Red Factory helped us pry open our own goal!"

"Of course, we can't forget about Habbr, it was a long shot with great luck!"

"This goal would not have been possible without Habpur's try!"

"Okay, guys, let's celebrate! Cheers, we scored! We are ahead of the Red Factory!"

Throughout the Olympic Stadium in Azerbaijan, the Hoffenheim fans were already boiling.

Their cheers surged like a volcanic eruption, resounding through the entire sky.

The goal came so unexpectedly that they couldn't even react.

It was a surprise, a huge surprise.

They took the lead in the final stage.

Although there is still a long time before the end of the whole game, this does not hinder their joy.

go ahead! Hoffenheim!

go ahead! Hoffenheim!

We are always here!

We have been watching you!

The fans cheered hysterically, and they kept waving their temperament excitedly.

near!

Really close!

They are getting closer to the Europa League title.

If it was placed a year ago, who would have believed that they could reach the final.

Even a day earlier, it was difficult for them to imagine what it would be like to win the championship.

But at this moment, there was finally a touch of emotion.

They might really win.

This is a kind of throbbing similar to first love!

This is a kind of ecstasy that comes from the heart!

This is a kind of touching that wants to laugh, but can't help crying with joy!

They seemed to have seen the shining silver trophy beckoning to them.

It will be their biggest honorary award to date.

Although holding it is still some distance, but they will not let this happen.

What Hoffenheim is best at is to firmly seize every opportunity and climb up!