Star Coach

In the first half of the game, Stuttgart had the upper hand and pressed Hoffenheim, but they were unable to score. Their spirits were fading and their momentum was reversed by Hoffenheim.

Hoffenheim, on the contrary, withstood Stuttgart's attack and counterattacked more and more sharply. Although they failed to score, they were more relaxed and their momentum was rising.

Magath was under great pressure. It was the 80th minute and the team still failed to score. If it dragged on to overtime, the players would be more impatient.

He waved his hand and substituted the next defensive midfielder. The forward was replaced and continued to attack. Helt, who performed mediocrely, was replaced.

Jiangshan found an opportunity. Stuttgart had just made a substitution and the players still needed to get familiar with it. There was a gap in the defensive midfielder position. This was the best time.

They had been attacking this position just now. "Rahn, keep plugging in. Staval, cover horizontally and protect the defense line."

Staval gritted his teeth and intercepted the pass from Vranjes to Shaobiqi, cleanly and neatly. Staval's little universe exploded. After stealing the ball, he immediately gave the ball a beautiful long pass.

The ball fell, and in the front court, Lahm was sprinting. He met the ball and stopped lightly, his ankles shaking slightly. The ball was like an unwanted child, thrown into the trash can again.

It fell to the middle, and the position covered by Helt just now was now empty. Meisner was taken away by Kuranyi, and Hleb on the wing was marking Lahm, and there was no flaw to sprint to the middle.

Rahn rushed up and kicked his head.

Bang!

The ball came quickly, and Hildebrand responded faster, flying to block the ball, but failed to control it, and the ball slipped out of his hand. Defender Mela was quick-eyed and quick-footed, and quickly pulled back to block the ball out of the danger zone.

Pah...

The ball playfully hit Staval's thigh-root, and then bounced back to the vicinity of the penalty area. Staval burst into tears instantly and almost fell down. He finally assisted, and the unprovoked disaster came from the sky.

Kuranyi was very excited. Under Meisner's care, he suddenly ran back quickly, avoided the encirclement, and knocked the ball to the empty space, which was still Rahn's position. There was no Stuttgart player within a radius of 3 meters.

Empty space! Another good chance to shoot.

In less than 10 seconds, Hoffenheim had a second long-range shot.

The ball was faster and more prepared. Rahn used all his strength and released the shell.

With a "whoosh", the ball rolled up dust and ran wildly.

The same position, almost the same angle, but the ball was faster. Hildebrand's fingers touched the ball, and there was a little reaction time.

The ball deflected, hit the post, and fell into the net.

Jiangshan breathed a sigh of relief, "Finally scored a goal, Hildebrand's reaction was fast enough."

In the 82nd minute, Hoffenheim took the lead with difficulty, and the score became 1:0.

Magath was stunned. Whose defense range is this position? It's the defensive midfielder Helt, but he has come down, just 1 minute ago.

"I left this loophole. Jiangshan caught it. He was clearly directing the team to hit this point just now." Magath gritted his teeth and swallowed it.

In just 1 minute, Hoffenheim caught this loophole, rubbed it hard, and finally expanded the loophole, piercing the membrane, and the on-site reaction was extremely fast.

This goal was like a needle piercing a balloon, which pierced Stuttgart's air. They were lost, and a little bit of lack of connection directly led to the goal, which had a very fatal impact on their mentality.

Next, Stuttgart's offense became chaotic and its defense became sloppy.

Give up?

Jiangshan looked at the court in disbelief. The game was not over yet, so why did the intensity drop a bit? Aren't they in an advantageous position? It's just that they have been unable to open the situation. The pressure on Stuttgart's players has reached the critical point. Now Hoffenheim has stolen one, and their momentum has plummeted. It's difficult to pick it up.

Magath cursed on the sidelines, continue to attack, there is still time. Magath's heart was also beating, there was no way, Hoffenheim's defense was too disgusting.

It was so unreasonable, amateurish, and dirty.

Especially Staval who just came on the field. Did this guy come here to fight? He sent an inexplicable second pass with an inexplicable part of his body. You read it right. He passed the ball with his penis. Damn it.

Looking back, Staval ran 30 meters again and cut off Hleb's dribbling. In less than a minute, he kicked Shaobiqi and got a yellow card.

Even Teddy was not so cruel.

Jiangshan was also helpless. This guy must have taken medicine and used too much force. Don't get another yellow card. He will be suspended in the final. The team will lose a rolling meat, and there will be many fewer variables.

The last few minutes, the decisive moment. Staval suddenly cramped, rolled on the ground, hugged his thigh and kept wailing, shouting for the referee, and waving to the team doctor.

Magath wanted to rush up and beat him. Others ran a whole game without cramps, but you came the last and didn't have cramps the first?

Cramps are contagious. After Staval, Hoffenheim's players kept cramping, and the game was unbearable to watch.

First, Rahn cramped, then Hitzlsperger cramped, and after a while, Pender and Lahm also cramped.

Lahm, you have learned bad things.

Lahm cramped, but what happened to Wiese? Hoffenheim's players were lying down in a row, and the stadium became a morgue. It was a terrible scene.

Wailing and sorrowful, from the outside, it seemed that they were the ones who lost the game and were cheating!

Shaobiqi and Franez couldn't help it, and pulled Hoffenheim's players viciously, "Get up, pretend to be dead."

"Referee, they are pretending to be dead and deliberately delaying time."

Magath also kept complaining to the fourth referee, "Referee, this is illegal, delaying time. They are delaying time, give a card, a yellow card."

"My players' physical strength has reached a bottleneck, it will be fine after the game." Jiangshan hurriedly explained, he felt that this explanation was quite right.

Finally, the referee finally gave Wiese a yellow card, the goalkeeper cramped fart! I can see that your acting skills are not up to standard, learn from Staval, there is no change in expression at all, do you think you are a face-paralyzed young man or a cutout flower?

In injury time, Jiangshan was inspired by the players and also planned to delay time. Of course, if he lay on the sidelines, no one would pay attention, so he chose to make a substitution.

Replace forward Dorante with young Huth.

Dorante applauded the fans, walked and walked, and was about to reach the sidelines. Suddenly, he fell to the ground, holding his knees, and kept slapping the court. It was very painful and he was dying.

Looking at his expression, Jiangshan was scared. This is the actor possessed! Damn, his acting skills are better than mine. Then, the team doctor came in and carried Dorante out.

Dorante was on the stretcher, and he breathed in oxygen openly. It was obvious that it was a tragedy on the field.

Huth came on the field slowly, and the game ended after the restart.

Magath said bitterly, "Your methods are too despicable, I feel sad for you."

"You can feel sad slowly, we won the game." Jiang Shan smiled gracefully, "I applaud you, the greatest loser."

"Humph!"