From the Country Team To the Rich

"This is Hoffenheim's No. 9. He scored a fatal goal at a critical moment. In this game, Varim used his performance to tell us all that he is worthy of Hoffenheim's No. 9!"

"In addition to Morsi, Biartini, and Jamie, Hoffenheim has ushered in a new No. 9 key man!"

The cheers at the scene were even more intense.

The hysterical shouting of the fans, the heavy attack at the beginning and the loss of rhythm afterwards made the fans sweat.

Now, Hoffenheim has equalized with Varim's goal. The difference in the total score between the two sides is only one goal, and the fans are naturally ecstatic.

Varim! !

Varim! !

Varim! !

The arena was full of voices shouting Varim's name. At this moment, he was no longer an insignificant player in the amateur game. He really stood on the world's top stage and scored a key goal for his home team. goal.

At the west stand, a woman is holding a little girl.

The little girl was wearing a small Hoffenheim jersey and was waving her hands excitedly.

"Dad is awesome! Daddy is amazing!"

The little girl seemed to wish that others would know that it was her father, and she was shouting with the loudest voice in her life.

The surrounding fans also looked at the little girl with a smile.

They welcome every Hoffenheim fan, and this little girl will obviously be a Hoffenheim fan in the future.

At the coach's bench, Steven was also excitedly punching the air.

He was taken aback by Liverpool at the beginning of the game, causing Hoffenheim to have no rhythm at all.

And this goal can help Hoffenheim breathe a sigh of relief.

On the other side, at the Liverpool coaching bench, Usoka shook his head and let out a long sigh.

He knows that playing Hoffenheim is not an easy task.

But he didn't expect that the time to equalize would come so soon.

"It would be great if it was the second half!"

Usoka shook his head and let out a sigh, before turning his eyes to the court.

The Liverpool players have recovered their composure after being in a daze for a period of time.

It's just a goal, and they won't be too frustrated.

It's just a draw, everyone is at the same starting line, what are you afraid of.

However, from the current point of view, the game is likely to continue the confrontation drama of the previous game.

 …

"Leo smashed the ball, he went into the penalty area, the Liverpool defenders were in a hurry, kicked and shot! Ah!! Too much pursuit of angles!"

"Jim, crazy acceleration, he is the son of the wind, pass the ball, Valia, is there any! Oh~~ Shit! Taidal caught the spot accurately."

"Ravens was breaking through. He passed to Ranieri. Ranieri didn't choose to pass the ball, but went directly to the penalty area. Does he also want to shoot?"

As soon as the words fell, Ranier kicked and shot directly, but Aker Liyang performed bravely and saved the ball again.

Ranier stamped her feet angrily.

He looked up at the time, 44 minutes, only 1 minute away from the end of the first half.

In the time after Hoffenheim's goal, the two sides seemed to have returned to the situation in the last round of the game, and both teams were attacking frantically.

However, Hoffenheim's high pressing and Liverpool's defense were very solid, resulting in no goals.

But even without a goal, the enthusiasm of the fans on the scene was mobilized.

They were completely ignited by this offensive battle, and their blood was boiling with excitement.

There were endless cheers and exclamations.

If you let them evaluate, this game is the most exciting game of the season.

In the commentary booth, the mouths of the commentators of the two countries never rested.

Apart from the changes in the situation in the arena, they were not given any time to breathe, let alone drink saliva to moisten their throats.

The commentators of both countries can feel that after this game, the voice is likely to be hoarse.

But so what, the game is fun to watch.

Now they are not only commenting, but also enjoying the game.

For 45 minutes, both sides were frantically attacking the opponent's goal.

The number of shots, the number of offensive and defensive conversions, etc. are much higher than other games.

Many fans even feel that this game is much more interesting than those confrontations between giants.

The scene of the two sides fighting to the flesh, not retreating a cent, and you fighting for each other is simply too hot.

After the entire first half, the players on both sides were panting, drenched and in a panic.

The halftime whistle blew, and the players went to the locker room.

The fans in the arena finally breathed a sigh of relief, and they all talked about this game.

They even canceled the intermission singing program due to the excessive shouting.

Now that they can't even sing, it's better to take a good rest and then call for the second half.

 …

The atmosphere in the locker rooms of both sides was still tense.

"That's right, we have to play like this! They dare to attack at Anfield, and we can also play against them at the Arena! Don't relax, as tired as you are now, they will be as tired as you are now. This is not a game. In the protracted war, we are all holding our breath, whoever loses his breath first will suffer severely!"

Usoka cheered loudly and clapped his hands to motivate the players.

The Liverpool players are recovering quickly while listening.

They are tired.

It was only in the first half that the muscles in both legs began to swell. One can imagine how intense the first half of the game was.

But they believe that they are so uncomfortable, and Hoffenheim's side is not much better.

"This game is really tiring!" Lesko had just smoothed his breathing, and suddenly felt a surge of fatigue.

"But it's also fun to play!"

Jim grinned.

Regardless of other things, he had a great time rushing this game.

"It's fine if it doesn't involve the outcome of the game."

Liszt also nodded.

Valia shook his head and said, "If it doesn't involve the outcome of the game, then you will be kicked to this extent."

"So, we're going to play like this in the second half?"

Louis said helplessly: "The back line is completely stocked, you guys are coming back to help us!"

Jim laughed and scolded: "Didn't you watch Hoffenheim play like this? Why are you complaining?"

Louis was stunned immediately, but still insisted: "You have a good time playing. You didn't see how painful our defense is. Meget, Ravens, Varim and one Ranie, these four guys are really tormenting us. .”

"Let's stand up, 45 minutes, win this game, and then go to the quarter-finals of the Champions League!"

Hearing this, everyone's eyes lit up.

Champions League quarter-finals!

If their generation can lead Liverpool through recovery, their names will also be remembered by Liverpool in trophies.

Of course, before again, Hoffenheim, who stood in front of them, had to win.

Although they knew it was not an easy task, it was because of this that this matter was meaningful enough.