I Just Can Score

A hand rests on the shoulder.

Zhen Shaolong turned his head and saw a smiling face, that was his teammate Birtez, and the others were all named Elsa.

Old Elza is the oldest player in the team. Born in 1970, he is already over 35 years old. In the Bundesliga, it is still very rare for a player to play at this age.

Old Elza was kind, friendly to everyone, and liked to help others.

He was looking at Zhen Shaolong and smiling, "Don't be nervous, this is just an ordinary game."

"Thank you." Zhen Shaolong pointed at the court, "I'm not nervous, I just can't sit still. I really want to go up there and try!"

Old Elsa nodded, his tone was very calm, "I can understand. The feeling of wanting to appear, but can only sit here. But you have to wait. Everyone comes here like this."

"Me too……"

"I think back then, twenty years ago, I was doing youth training in Stuttgart..."

Old Elza told the history of "glory".

Zhen Shaolong listened patiently.

The corner of Kruse's mouth twitched, and the other teammates almost covered their ears.

Zhen Shaolong listened to it for more than ten minutes. Old Elcha was still talking. He couldn't take it any longer. He shifted his attention to the competition, only occasionally nodded in response, as if he was completely coping with the errand.

Kruse whispered amusedly, "Last time he talked for half an hour. I think he can write an autobiography. He has this talent. Unfortunately, he is not very famous."

Zhen Shaolong pouted.

Many people say that the elderly like to recall the past, Elza is only thirty-five years old, at most he can only talk about being middle-aged, even if his career has come to an end, there is no need to keep recalling the past!

In the old Elza's nagging memories, the game on the court was very intense. Karlsruhe was in full swing and kept attacking St. Pauli halftime.

Most of the time, St. Pauli could only defend passively.

The strength gap between the two sides is not small.

It can also be seen from the results that Karlsruhe cannot be said to be the top of the Bundesliga Bundesliga, and their ranking is definitely in the middle and upper reaches. They are currently ranked seventh in the league and hope to compete for promotion places. It is relegation.

With such a big gap, coupled with the home court advantage, Karlsruhe naturally easily suppressed St. Pauli.

In the twenty-seventh minute of the game, Karlsruhe used a set ball to cooperate, and the striker used a header to send the ball into the gate guarded by Henarev.

1 to 0.

Karlsruhe leads!

The scene was immediately surrounded by the cheers of the fans, and the old Elcha's "memories" were also interrupted. He seemed to be a little unfinished. Zhen Shaolong let out a long breath, and there was always a fly in anyone's ear, which kept flying and flying. will feel very irritable.

The essential……

This fly can't be swatted to death!

While Zhen Shaolong was a little thankful, the atmosphere on the bench was a little gloomy because the team was behind the opponent in terms of score.

At the beginning of the season, St. Pauli was a newly promoted horse, and no one cared about losing the game. They took it for granted that the newly promoted horse lost.

It's a different story when the losses continue.

There are many players in the team who followed the team from the third division, and they don't want to return to the third division next season.

This is a professional league, not a youth team game.

Winning or losing is crucial.

The head coach Bergmann is the most troublesome. Before the game, he thought of playing against Karlsruhe away. Said that with the intention of winning, at least hope to get points.

Now behind again!

Can the next time be tied?

Bergmann holds a pessimistic view, because several players on the front line,

The state is very sluggish. The main forward Felix Luz's scoring drought has lasted for more than 700 minutes. The last goal dates back to the first game against Fürth in the league.

The other players were not much better.

In the past eleven rounds of the league, St. Pauli only scored six goals, ranking first in scoring ability in the Bundesliga Bundesliga. Even Silgen, the last player, scored one more goal than St. Pauli.

It is too difficult to tie the current away game.

In the next game time, St. Pauli was indeed very passive, let alone trying to score a goal, because the situation was passive and even the shots were pitiful. In the rest of the first half, St. Pauli had only one shot, which was still far away towards the plane. Shoot, no threat was created.

During the intermission, the atmosphere became a little dull.

Every player was doing his own thing, and almost no one took the initiative to talk about the game.

After Bergman returned, he encouraged everyone.

Unfortunately, it doesn't help.

When the time came to the second half, Karlsruhe slowed down the offensive, but it was still enough to suppress St. Pauli, and the slower pace and solid defense also meant that it became more difficult for St. Pauli to score goals.

"This game is probably out of play again!"

Kruse whispered, sighing, "I really hope the team plays better so I can play."

If the team performs well and wins early, in the remaining garbage time, Bergman will definitely not be stingy with training young players.

This kind of thinking made Zhen Shaolong a little confused, he sighed, "Dickert, I suddenly discovered that we have completely different ideas about appearance."

"how?"

Zhen Shaolong closed his mouth.

What he thought was that the team was behind, he was pinned on hope, and then he came on the field to help the team equalize, or even help the team overtake.

To turn the tide, to become a hero!

Garbage time appearance? Zhen Shaolong didn't even think in that direction.

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In the 67th minute of the game, the score was still 1-0.

St. Pauli is one goal behind away.

The head coach Bergman stood up. Anyone familiar with him knew that Bergman was planning to make a substitution. The players on the bench immediately raised their chests and looked up, looking focused on watching the game.

Bergman turned his head to look at the bench, his eyes swept over each player.

In the end, it was fixed on Zhen Shaolong--

"Zhen, go warm up!" Bergman's tone was unquestionable.

"Me?" Zhen Shaolong was stunned for a moment, he was prepared not to appear, and was a little dazed for a while.

"how?"

"Okay, I'll go right away!" Zhen Shaolong was full of surprise, stood up in a jerk, took off his coat and went to warm up.

Cruze couldn't help but be full of envy.

He was a substitute for two games, and he didn't even get a minute. Zhen Shaolong had just entered the roster and got the chance to play.

Bergman looked at Zhen Shaolong, still a little hesitant in his heart.

When thinking about substituting, he didn't think of Zhen Shaolong at all, but when he turned his head and glanced at the bench, he suddenly changed his mind.

In the past few rounds of the league, when the time comes to the second half, the team will also make substitutions and adjustments, some players who can’t run are replaced, and some tactics are adjusted, but no matter which substitution method, the purpose is to win the game.

The results of it?

St. Pauli did not win the next game!

When his eyes swept over Zhen Shaolong, Bergman suddenly had a thought, "It's useless to change people anyway, let this lucky Chinese kid try? Anyway... probably lost."

Zhen Shaolong got a chance.

In the 70th minute, St. Pauli announced a substitution. No. 22 Felix Lutz was replaced, and No. 13 Zhen Shaolong came on the stage.

Seeing the Chinese kid step by step onto the court, his legs trembling with excitement, a smile appeared on the corner of Bergman's mouth, and he shook his head silently thinking, "Let him play, and he will be selected into the team. But tomorrow... . . . and give him back to Flor..."