Grassroots Glory

Is there a miracle in less than half an hour?

Most people at Westfalun Stadium have a chance in their hearts, including the vast majority of mainstream European media that hold a neutral position. If they are fortunate to witness a miracle, they can speculate on too many topics, than Barcelona defending. The topic is obviously bigger.

But this is just the idea that many people have in their hearts, and these reporters still seem rational on the surface-looking at the Barcelona players celebrating on the court, shaking their heads non-stop.

Even the Chinese fans who have the least doubt about Zhou Tiancheng have no hope.

"Dort is cold. Alas! It's just a pity that he grew up, and he was expecting him to take the Champions League gold boots.

"This is not a one-person match. Zhou Tiancheng dragged Dort to this step and also turned Real Madrid. It's okay. At least the quarter-finals of the Champions League is guaranteed. Dort still has to pay tuition, Dort next season. Must be a champion, refer to Schalke's Champions League trend..."

"I'm satisfied, I'll talk about it next season. Just like that, I'll go to work tomorrow. For this game, I didn't even squint for a while and couldn't bear it."

Many fans at 4 a.m. Beijing time are no longer motivated to watch it anymore, but it doesn’t matter if there is a small number of spectators. Dortmund is still insisting that although Westfalun’s momentum has been greatly hit, it will soon be renewed. Back to the top, and a greater momentum broke out than before, and nearly 70,000 live fans released their full passion. They knew the team needed support now.

Of course, it is not just them. Such a dilemma is a great challenge to anyone's psychological endurance. At the moment the ball rolled into the net, Klopp almost knelt-he did not growl, but bowed, squatting on the side of the court, and after a long while, he quickly walked back to the coach seat.

Bouvac stood up and asked his opinion seriously: "Juergen, what should we do?"

Klopp took a sip of water and, like self-deprecating to the team, said: "God wants us to perish, this will not resist!"

Bovachi frowned: "Then we will do nothing and wait for death? This is not Dortmund's style, not like you."

Klopp stared at the field and turned his head and asked, "Old man, what can we do now? Substitution? It's not a question of individual player status at all. This kid has done his best. Even if I am now It’s useless to motivate them to change people, because Zhou is already helping us.”

Klopp pointed to the field, Zhou Tiancheng patted Hu Meiers shoulder to comfort him.

"Look, if you can't do it for a week, it's useless to motivate them." Klopp shook his hand easily in this situation. In fact, the game is no longer within the Dortmund plan. Goetze and Kagawa are both sitting on the bench, but Klopp does not plan to change them. He is still satisfied with the players on the court.

It was just this **** luck that Klopp felt powerless about "God's will".

...

"Mats, cheer me up. And you, everyone, come here!" Zhou Tiancheng called the four players in the frontcourt in one breath. Gundogan, Grosskreuz, Kuba and Lewandowski formed a circle, but the expression on everyone's face was somber.

They can score goals, but losing the ball is not what they can decide. At this time, the most lost is actually them, feeling that all their efforts on the field have fed the dog.

"It's already this, brothers, the game has to continue, so we have to face it. Now we have two choices. Normally, we are finished, we need to score three goals, even if each of us is doing our best Difficult. So everyone can keep this complexion, we just lie flat and admit defeat, no one will say anything, ha ha."

Several people raised their heads and looked at him. They understood that Zhou Tiancheng's focus was "but," and he knew him too well.

"But... do you disagree?"

Zhou Tiancheng suddenly asked this question, stunned a few people, nodded subconsciously, but then shook his head again.

"Huh? Such a contradiction, you can't say clearly?" Zhou Tiancheng made a joke, and then said, "Since I don't know clearly, then listen to me. It's going to be finished, but we can't lose like this, If you just give up the next half hour to play the health ball, I am afraid that you will be scolded. This is our home court, our fans, anyway, I have a face, I can’t afford to lose that person. Do you have any comments? "

Several people shook their heads.

"Okay, just do it! Everyone is moving, don't limit yourself to your position."

When they parted, only Lewandowski clenched his fists in excitement. He still had a chance. He didn't play well in this game today. Although there was a goal, the ball didn't hit a few times.

And when he received the ball again five minutes later-when the Busquets midfielder took the ball, Zhou Tiancheng rushed up from the side to push his shoulders, and the force of force gave Busquets a meat grinder They couldn't support it. The pace of preparing to stop the ball became staggered. The ball was out of the normal control range. Zhou Tiancheng seized the opportunity to move the ball to his feet, and then took the ball to accelerate behind him~www.wuxiaspot.com ~Barcelona's midfielder contracted quickly, but Zhou Tiancheng took the lead and sent a low-level ball straight, bypassing Mascherano accurately, Lewandowski received the ball behind him.

At this moment, Puyol was right behind the line of defense, and his partner with Mascherano was not as good as his partner with Pique. So Lewandowski does not offside.

Lewan finally comfortably led the ball into the penalty area, and only Valdes and Basana had opened the goal for him in his eyes.

He didn't notice Puyol's position at all.

As a result, he started to slow his feet for two seconds. When he thought that he had full control to push the far corner, when the ball was shot, it just hit Puyol's calf.

"Ah! Levin! It's really a waste of such an opportunity..."

He Wei hadn't finished talking yet, Zhou Tiancheng was shot and killed, Valdes was still swayed by his intention to shoot, so the preparation for the second reaction was seriously insufficient, Zhou Tiancheng kept up and directly posted a low shot, Bal Des made a flick to the right, but his hastily extended arm clearly couldn't touch Zhou Tiancheng's shot at the theoretical dead end of the goal.

He Wei was happy for Lewandowski: "Good shot! Fortunately, Zhou Tiancheng made up this foot, otherwise Lewandowski might also be listed as a sinner. After all, now the game is only seventy-one minutes, this Goals also bring a hint of possibility."

Marcel Leif was excited to see the silver lining again: "Chou! He finally scored a goal! GOOOOOOOAL!!! Dortmund still has a chance. Yes, there is a chance, although not big, but who can say Dortmund Dead, they must disagree, at least Zhou showed his attitude!"

PS: Go home, update on time. The reply passed smoothly.

https://

Please remember the first domain name of this book:. Nine Heavens God Mobile Version Read URL: