Golden Greenery

After the re-kick-off, Zhuoyang stretched out his hands for the ball as if he had been hit with chicken blood, and quickly got rid of it after receiving the ball, or dribbled the ball, or passed the ball, jumping up and down, throwing the entire right side of the Adenstead team's left side. It makes the chickens and dogs restless, like a happy and agile Tibetan antelope.

He and Piggy, Montolivo, and De Jong's wide-ranging running, coupled with Ribery's active retreat and support, and the central defender Sartmerk appeared from time to time like a ghost to participate in the transition, The nightclub six firmly held the midfield.

The Adenstad players suddenly felt that their opponents on the field were very different from the first half, because they found that they could not win the ball in the midfield. In the first half, they were evenly matched with their opponents, but in the second half they could only run around behind their opponents, they couldn't even see the tail lights, and they were tired like dead dogs but had no effect.

All these are the changes brought about by Zhuoyang playing. Relying on his super personal skills, he firmly controlled the football, connected the passing and cutting cooperation of the entire team, and then used tireless running positions to continuously insert into the most awkward gaps of the opponent.

And the teammates also unknowingly launched support around Zhuoyang, and the center of gravity of the whole organization was biased towards the right side where Zhuoyang was.

Some people are born to be core materials!

The Adenstadt team began to try to use multiple teams to deal with Zhuoyang, but at this time, Zhuoyang could always let the ball find the teammates who lost the opponent's marking in time, turning all reactionaries into paper tigers.

If it weren't for bad luck, and Adenstad's goalkeeper played bravely after knowing his shame, the score would have been rewritten long ago.

The players of the Adenstead team were confused and looked at the coach's bench on the sidelines helplessly. And the head coach of the Adenstadt team, Marvin Murray, is also thinking about bricks.

"Where did this guy come from? Haven't you heard of it? He's not the kind of player that should be in the regional league!" Coach Marvin was so depressed that the bricks in his brain ached. If we defend across the board, the team is still behind. If you let go and attack, this posture must be missed by Fort Maddie.

Coach Marvin made a move and asked Jerome Noyce to warm up.

Jerome Neuss, German, 27 years old, 182 cm tall.

Jerome has a characteristic, he is seriously biased. I don't know much about offense, but it's a must in defense. Jerome is very flexible. When marking, he can stick to the opponent tightly, and the opponent can't get rid of it no matter what. He is a dog's skin plaster. Because of Jerome's characteristics, he is useless offensively and is a waste of rations, but when he is sent on the court at a critical moment to stare at the opponent's core players, the effect will be immediate. Although his offense is about zero, but in terms of man-marking alone, he can definitely be counted in the regional league. It can be said that he is a walking single-soldier defensive nuclear weapon. Moreover, Jerome was very dirty when defending, with a lot of small tricks, he liked to play tricks, and he was very concealed, which made it difficult for the referee to find out. His man-marking can sometimes drive opponents crazy. People with poor psychological quality will be tired of him and collapse if they are not careful, and they may doubt their own lives.

Jerome Noyce replaced his teammates and ran into the field, and ran directly to the left where Zhuoyang was. The Adenstad players were relieved to see Jerome replaced. Because they often have this kind of tactical change, they also know what to do, so they let Zhuoyang go to Jerome, and let them go heads-up. Teammates have great faith in Jerome.

Jerome ran close to Zhuoyang, and just wanted to say a few trash words to stimulate his opponent, Zhuoyang, who was the best to stimulate, lost his mind. Before the trash talk was out of his mouth, he saw Zhuoyang catch the ball with his back. Jerome quickly took back the words that came to his lips, and went up to stick to Zhuoyang's back to prevent Zhuoyang from turning around.

He didn't spit out a mouthful of trash talk, but swallowed it abruptly, which made Jerome choke.

Zhuoyang was stuck by Jerome, tried twice, but couldn't turn around. Not to mention, this guy is really flexible.

Jerome started to make dirty tricks, his knees kept pushing against Zhuoyang's legs, and his hands secretly pinched Zhuoyang's waist several times.

"Damn it, is this crab essence brought by a monkey?" How could Zhuoyang think so much? After flicking the ball, his waist sank down, his hips sat back, and he pushed Jerome more than one meter away, then pulled the ball and turned around. The whole set of movements was done in one go.

Before Jerome could feel the pain of a certain male part being pushed, Zhuoyang picked up the ball to his left side. This is to pass him.

Jerome didn't care about rubbing the indescribable parts with his hands, and quickly turned to the left to get in place. As soon as he turned around, he saw Zhuoyang kick his left foot again, and then turned the football to his right. Jerome twisted desperately to the right again, his body twisted in a weird way. But before Jerome could breathe, Zhuoyang hit the ball with his right heel, and the football returned to Jerome's left side. Jerome subconsciously turned around and twisted again, desperately trying to block Zhuoyang's breakthrough direction. Before he could make a move, the football was pulled back to the right side by Zhuoyang's outside instep.

Jerome was about to collapse. Relying on his strong will, he forcibly twisted his waist and sent his hips again, and his right leg was almost twisted into a twist. It's a pity that Zhuoyang floated past him like a kite.

Then, Jerome heard a slight "click" sound coming from inside the knee of his right leg, and then he screamed and fell to the grass with his leg in his arms.

This poor child stopped and turned in a row, forcibly tore his cruciate ligament!

All the players watched this scene in horror.

There was only a total of three or four seconds before and after, and before the players from both sides had time to respond, this big living man was knocked down.

The players of the Adenstead team were almost crying. You're so alone, on the court, before you even had time to say a word, even before the ball touched you, you broke your leg abruptly! That's horrible!

Brother, don't make trouble, can you? We're really here to play...

Zhuoyang, who had already left in the dust, kicked the football out of bounds with great sportsmanship, and shrugged helplessly. Blame me?

When the mournful Jerome Noyce was carried off the field, the mournful screams could still be heard. This scream later became a lingering nightmare for many Adenstead players.

The Adenstead players have completely lost their fighting spirit. How can you play this? The defensive nuclear weapons developed with great difficulty were destroyed by you in the blink of an eye. This unilateral nuclear disarmament is too careless.

The Adenstadt player threw the ball back to the opponent in a very gentlemanly manner, but the football fell to Zhuoyang's feet again and again. After he took the midfielder, he handed the ball to Montolivo, who crossed positions with the piggy Schweinsteiger, and then continued to intersperse.

Montolivo passed a pass to Schweinsteiger, who was on the edge, and ran towards the penalty area. Piggy knocked back to Franck Ribery, who was retreating, and then continued to run back to the space between the full back and the central defender. ribs. Ribery pulled the central defender to the sideline and kicked the ball to Zhuoyang. Zhuoyang made a long shot from the front of the penalty area.

When the ball arrives, Xiaozhu swings the ball back. There is no one around Zhuoyang who is not offside, and the goalkeeper runs back desperately in front of the point.

It's too late!

Zhuoyang tapped his left foot lightly, and the football rolled into the goal slowly. This kind of ball is much more difficult to kick out than to get in.

Two minutes later, Zhuoyang got up from the ground with his head covered in grass dregs. He was pinned down by ten big men again.

Klopp was happily trembling on the sidelines, and ran two laps along the coach's bench, looking like a middle-aged and two-year-old.

Zhuoyang scored the second goal, and the time also pointed to the 76th minute of the game. Marvin, the head coach of the Adenstadt team, simply sat slumped on the coach's bench, helpless. It took a long time to exhale the foul air in his lungs.

So be it, leave it all to God, amen!

But God obviously didn't bother to talk to him.

Zhuoyang didn't want to be like this, he was having a good time playing, whoever dared to interrupt him forcibly at this time would have to take the risk of forming a death feud with him.

At the 83rd minute, Zhuoyang took the ball near the center line and played a two-for-one with De Jong. The left midfielder of the Adenstad team couldn't keep him, but made himself unable to keep up. Step up and click a dog licking shit and fall to the ground. Zhuoyang rushed straight towards the baseline, and the Adenstadt's midfielder, left back, and left center back hurriedly came over to double-team, intending to drive Zhuoyang to the corner with the ball.

The world is hard to get what you want, and this matter is hard to complete in ancient times.

Zhuoyang began to sway his upper body non-stop, and his feet swiped over the football in turn. The three of them fought and retreated nervously as if they were facing a big enemy. The two sides of the four were getting closer and closer, seeing that the encirclement of Zhuoyang was about to be completed, suddenly, Zhuoyang began to buckle and then pull, wipe and knock again. The three Adenstad players suddenly felt their knees tighten.

This scene is too familiar, just now Jerome Noyce was limped like this.

Jerome's miserable wailing is still echoing in the cochlea of ​​these three Adenstead players. Their hearts are pulled into their throats, as if they have heard the cry of their cruciate ligaments.

This goddamn Chinese is too damn fastidious.

The other players of the Adenstad team on the field were worried about their teammates, and the players of the Madyborg youth team also looked at the three Adenstad team opponents with sympathy, which was a little fair. Lai's spirit of sports fairness. Both of them seemed to forget that there was a serious and respectable football game going on.

There is only one exception.

Zhuoyang, the broken leg maniac, has noticed that the little pig Schweinsteiger, like a cunning hunter, sneaked into the Adenstadt team's penalty area without a sound.

Before the hearts of the three Adenstead players reached their limits, Zhuoyang suddenly poked the football with his left foot. It's the top of the pig's head.

The little pig Schweinsteiger stood still and skipped even taking off. With a slight flick of his head, the football crashed into the net, bringing up the white net like ocean waves.

Eleven players from the Fort Madey youth team celebrated heartily on the green lawn, like seagulls chasing the waves, and like goshawks soaring freely on the grassland. They enjoy the joy brought by football.

Klopp looked at his players off the field, with his own youthful shadow in his eyes.

The referee blew the kick-off whistle again, and this was the fourth kick-off by an Adenstadt player in the second half. They were as numb as chickens stuffed with Sichuan peppercorns. They only wanted to end the game as soon as possible, so that they could go back and curl up in the arms of the women at home, and let their broken hearts heal slowly.

Their head coach, Mr. Ma Wen, has a face as dark as the bottom of a large earthen stove cooking pot in rural China in the 1960s.

Players on both sides have no intention of fighting, and they are back and forth in their own backcourt. The players of the Adenstadt team have no intention of attacking, and the tenacity of German football has disappeared from them at this moment.

Fort Maddie's youth team is embarrassed to bully people anymore, they have already beaten them to death, what else do you want to do?

Killing everything is because you don't have enough knives. If you can't kill a snake with a stick, it's because your stick is not long enough. 3:0, there is not much time left, enough for the big guys to show generosity and tolerance.

As the saying goes: keep a line in life, so that we can meet each other in the future.

It's a pity that there is still a stunned young man who is playing a professional game for the first time today and who doesn't understand the unspoken rules at all.

The game time has entered the stoppage time, and the stoppage time of this kind of game is meaningless, and the players of both sides have no appeal for the length of the delay. The referee already had the whistle in his mouth, and was just picking a good time for him to get off the donkey.

The Adenstadt player casually returned a pass, which was randomly intercepted by the piggy Schweinsteiger, and then passed back to Zhuoyang who was still running wildly in his own half. Zhuoyang took the ball one step at a time, looked up at the opponent's goalkeeper, and then swung his right leg on the sideline three to four meters away from the center line, and slammed the bottom half of the football with the instep like a whip.

The football is like a shell fired from an old-fashioned cannon, whizzing forward, flying over the halfway line, flying across the half-court, and flying into the penalty area.

The Adenstadt goalkeeper jumps hastily in a hasty retreat. Jump higher, with longer arms, with more extended palms.

The football passed by his fingertips, and plunged into the arms of the goal in his desperate eyes, like a tired bird returning home impatiently.

Adenstead Poseidon Stadium is lucky, it has witnessed the rise of a generation of legends;

The Poseidon Stadium in Adenstad was painful, and it became the first stepping stone on the road to the rise of a generation of legends.

Zhuoyang lay on his back on the grass like a dead dog, and the 60-meter ultra-long-range lob shot finally exhausted his last bit of physical strength, allowing his teammates to celebrate wildly around him.

The referee blew the whistle to end the game, and he didn't even give the Adenstadt another kick-off. This is actually a relief for the players of the Adenstadt team. They are glad that all this is finally over, and pray that they will forget this nightmare when they wake up tomorrow, because God loves the world.