Star Coach

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Eugenthaler has been waiting for a long time. He took advantage of the injury problem of Hertha Berlin to kill it in one fell swoop and stabilize his position in the standings.

He also arranged the strongest starting lineup, 442 formation, with elite players in every position, at least in the Bundesliga, he is not afraid of any team.

Goalkeeper Butt, this guy has no big problem technically, um, pure technique is no problem. And he also likes to shoot penalties. He scored 26 goals in his career and is a prolific striker in the goalkeeper position.

The four defenders are Snyder, Juan, Roque Junior and Placente, a pure international defense line, and Junior is also a Brazilian international. The midfield quartet, Fryer, Ponte, Ramelo and Krzynowicz, are also composed of internationals, and Krzynowicz is a Polish international.

On the forward line, Franza and Berbatov lead the starting lineup. Franca is a Brazilian player. Leverkusen liked him and Kaka at the same time. Franca performed better than Kaka in the Brazilian domestic league and was cheaper, so they chose the cheap guy.

Berbatov said that he treated football like a lover. This guy has delicate footwork and superb shooting skills.

Jiangshan also arranged a 442 formation. There were not too many choices. There was no way out.

The goalkeeper was still Tremel. On the back line, the main left back played as the right back. The official transformation was that the left back was played by Da Silva, and the central defender combination was Huth and Van Brick.

The four-man midfielder, Schmidt, Dadai, Simeone and Niko Kovacs, had defects in this lineup. The lethality of the wing was relatively small, and the focus was mainly on defense. On the forward line, Marcelinho and Pantrich played together, and the pressure was not small.

Eugenthaler was delighted when he saw the starting lineup Jiangshan arranged. "He was thinking about losing the game. It's just right. He stepped on you to get promoted. The next target is Bremen. It's time to win the championship."

He didn't have Jiangshan's high profile and confidence. He arranged the championship quietly.

German TV saw the starting lineups of the two teams, and Leverkusen had a greater chance of winning.

Laborde said immediately, "Sure enough, Jiangshan has no one to use. The biggest problem of Hertha Berlin is that the lineup is too thin. I thought Jiangshan would arrange a three-center-back formation at first, but it's not, so Jiangshan is likely to lose this game."

"From the formation alone, there should be no effect, right?" Monica retorted, "Moreover, Jiangshan's players often change positions, such as Huth, who has played as a forward!"

"That's a low-level league. The Bundesliga is different from the German Southern League. I dare to conclude that Leverkusen will definitely focus on Pander. He is a great left and right back, but he is definitely not an excellent right back."

"Jiangshan is too arrogant to rashly change the player's familiar position." Laborde asserted, "Leverkusen's chance of winning is as high as 80%."

The game started as Laborde expected. Leverkusen's attack was more launched from the left, mainly attacking Pander.

Berbatov elegantly evaded Huth's defense, turned around, and passed the ball lightly to the wing. Krzynovic made a diagonal run. Facing Pander, he was very confident.

But before Pander panicked, Schmidt had already intercepted the ball and easily launched a counterattack.

He kicked the ball towards the arc of the center circle, a straight distance. Dadai had a good position, grabbed the ball, and then passed it to the wing. His thinking was very clear. Marcelinho pulled to the wing and the midfield was empty.

The passing speed was very fast. Hertha Berlin almost passed the ball with one foot and transferred quickly. Leverkusen's defense was very uncomfortable and couldn't find anyone. It was too fast.

Snap!

Hertha Berlin's frontcourt players passed the ball several more times, each time with one foot, which was quite beautiful. The ball fell to Pantrich's feet. He took a step, had no chance, and transferred to the right side. Pander came up.

Pander experienced discomfort some time ago and gradually found his feeling. He didn't pass the ball, but suddenly got in. His movements were very fast and his skills were great.

He got in.

The grass crackled with his footsteps. Seeing that Pander was accelerating and unable to get a good position, LaMelo kicked and shoveled the ball, causing Pander to fall to the ground in pain.

Jiangshan was so angry that he cursed, "You are so injured, but you are still so cruel? Want to fight? I am always here to accompany you."

Hertha Berlin's set-piece.

In the upper left corner of Leverkusen's penalty area, the position is good, and Marcelinho's shooting range is within range.

He looked at the position and the time. It was 29 minutes, so he should shoot.

Well, he glanced and kicked the ball. The ball flew towards the goal, but it quickly dropped after passing the wall and fell into the penalty area. There was no one next to it.

Pander, he did not return to the half court, but lurked beside the wall, inserted diagonally, and just met the ball.

There appeared a chance to shoot.

Kick, draw, and shoot.

My youth, my days, goodbye.

The ball slid into the goal along the ground, and Pander shook a few times, celebrating very happily.

Butt was too late to react to the ball, and he angrily smashed the grass and muttered a few words.

Jiangshan raised his hands to celebrate, facing Eugenthaler, "I said I would win the game, and now is just the beginning."

In the broadcast room of the German TV station, Laborde's face turned red and green, which was quite exciting. "This goal, Hertha Berlin was lucky and had a lot of ideas. I didn't expect Pander to not contribute on the defensive end, but to score on the offensive end."

"This is Jiangshan's strength. He can change players. There are only players who are put in the wrong position, not bad players." Monica was proud of it, "Jiangshan's tactical arrangement is really great."

Hertha Berlin was leading, but Leverkusen was not an easy team to deal with. They did not panic and quickly organized the attack, still focusing on the left, Pander.

Finally, Berbatov faced Pander, and his skills were great. He deceived Pander and entered the penalty area.

"Haha, he got in, Berbatov, good job, that's it, kill Pander. This ball, Pander was out of position." Laborde shouted.

Berbatov was still controlling the ball, the rhythm was gentle and soothing, like Mozart's music, and like stroking a lover's hair.

Snap!

Pander had no time to flirt with Berbatov. Even if he was passed, he still followed him and kicked the ball out of bounds when he found an opportunity.

The successful clearance made amends. Leverkusen's corner kick was not threatening. The first point was headed by Huth, and then sent to the middle, Simeone rushed up with the ball.

Long pass to Pantrich, a very refined tactic. The old football rogue has a great vision. Pantrich took the ball, passed Ponte, and then passed it to Marcelinho.

Marcelinho passed the ball to Kovac, who cut into the penalty area and faced Juan's steal. He was calm and passed the ball without looking at anyone.

Marcelinho met the ball again and shot it suddenly. His action was as fast as lightning, just like his new hairstyle, "bang!"

Unfortunately, the angle was a bit straight and couldn't pass Butt's fingers. Butt squatted down, exerted force with his arms, blocked the ball, and the danger was lifted.

"This save is beautiful," Butt applauded himself and smiled, and then the ball suddenly slid under his crotch...