The Midfield Master

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"There are still 20 minutes before the end of the game. In theory, there is still time for the Chinese team to tie the score. But the Japanese team's counterattack is very sharp now. We must ensure that the team will not concede the ball again. What's the way to deal with it..."

Duan Xuan's worried voice sounded along with Lippi's picture on the big screen. Although his tone was calm, he revealed helplessness.

In China, in the bar squares of major cities, hundreds of thousands of Chinese fans watched the big screen and listened to Duan Xuan's heavy voice, everyone was silent.

More than ten minutes ago, they were cheering for Xia Ze to equalize the score, but now the team is in a desperate situation.

Two goals behind, only 20 minutes left, facing a stronger Japanese team than themselves, and the team's physical consumption is serious, there is almost no hope of equalizing the score.

Every fan who pays attention to this game has experienced the ups and downs of the team falling behind twice and tying the score twice.

Now the team fell behind for the third time, and it was still a gap of two goals, so that they had always had confidence on their faces, but at this time despair appeared.

Desperate, not only the Chinese fans, but also many Chinese players playing on the Sydney Stadium have the idea of ​​giving up the game.

The pressure on their shoulders at this moment is too heavy, and the gap with the Japanese team also makes them think that they cannot win, and even a draw is impossible.

Among these people, the one who chose to continue fighting was the retired captain Zheng Zhi, but he was unable to fight for the team at this time, so he could only watch the game anxiously from the sidelines.

The head coach Lippi counts as one. The old man has Sun Ke and Gao Lin standing on the sidelines, ready to come off the bench to strengthen the offense; and Xia Ze is also fighting on the field. As for the others, it is unknown.

Lippi replaced Sun Ke and Gao Lin consecutively, and replaced Mei Fang and Wu Lei to strengthen the team's offense. Xia Ze ran desperately on the field, using breakthroughs and passing the ball to fight for the team's hope of catching up with the score and even tying it.

"I can't give up! As long as the game is not over, there is still hope!" In Xia Ze's heart, a voice kept calling.

Manchester United's great comeback at Camp Nou in 1999, the miracle in Istanbul in 2005... A series of shocking comebacks emerged in his mind, encouraging him to fight for the team even though he fell behind by two goals.

It's a pity that the Chinese team is not Manchester United.

Not Liverpool, Xia Ze not Solskjaer or Gerrard.

Although he very much hoped to equalize the score for the team, but his physical fitness has been seriously exhausted, but he is powerless, and his legs are like lead, extremely heavy.

He dragged his heavy legs and brought his teammates who were equally tired, in front of the Japanese team's defense, there was nothing he could do.

Lippi frowned tightly on the sidelines, and his wise eyes under the silver-rimmed glasses were a little confused and helpless at the moment.

Many tactics were deployed in this game, all of which were disrupted one by one by sudden accidents on the court, and had to be adjusted continuously.

At the last moment, he still didn't forget to equalize and win. Unfortunately, he led the team for too short a time. After all, he couldn't bring this spirit of never admitting defeat to every player on the field.

Duan Xuan's voice in the commentary was getting heavier and heavier, but as the game drew to a close, his brows seemed to be more and more relieved.

The voice of the Japanese commentary next to them was still high-pitched, and every opportunity for the Japanese team to counterattack was enough for them to climax for a minute.

Beep-beep-beep-

The last minute of stoppage time also ran out, and the referee blew the whistle for the end of the game. The Chinese team fell behind twice in the semi-finals and equalized twice, but in the end they still failed to recover and lost 2-4. Gave it to the Japanese team and stopped in the semi-finals.

After the referee whistled three times, Xia Ze, who had been running until the last moment, suddenly felt relieved.

The responsibilities and pressures of this game were so heavy that it weighed him down, even though he tried his best in this game.

At the end of the game, even though he lost, he felt that his heavy legs were lightened. At least in this game, he was worthy of the fans all over the country.

But he was a little sad in his heart. After all, he was so close to victory. Although he equalized the score twice, he failed to lead the team to victory.

Xia Ze walked quietly on the field, shook hands with his teammates and opponents one by one, and watched more than 30,000 Chinese fans in the stands silently watching the players of the Chinese team on the field.

The singing of "" surrounded the stadium, and the melodious melody vibrated the hearts of everyone in the Sydney Stadium.

After shaking hands with every opponent in the stadium, Xia Ze and his teammates circled the field together, applauding and thanking the fans who have always supported them. This is the last game of the Chinese team in the Asian Cup.

The fans who have been silent all this time have already been moved to their tear glands by the song sung by Westlife Boys. While letting the tears slide down their cheeks, they applaud the players of the Chinese team on the court.

A fan with a loud voice standing in the front row suddenly shouted: "Team China, come on!"

"Team China, come on!"

"Team China, come on!"

Gradually, this shout spread from a small corner until it spread to the entire stadium.

"The players of the Chinese team applauded the audience. The 30,000 fans of the Chinese team did not leave. They all applauded the players of the national football team. Although we lost this game, the performance of the national football team did not humiliate them. Wearing this red jersey. We may not be as strong as the players of the Japanese team now, but we will try to catch up with them. Please give our fighters a little applause."

Infected by the atmosphere of the scene, Duan Xuan couldn't help becoming emotional even when he spoke, and even choked up a little.

His commentary, the singing on the spot, and the moving expressions of the Chinese players and fans undoubtedly touched the audience in front of the TV.

Thousands of miles away in China, countless fans in the square and bars watched this scene, their faces could not help but move.

I don't know who applauded in the corner first, and it spread across the entire square and the entire bar in an instant. These Chinese fans, who had been suppressed for many years, spontaneously applauded the national football players who were in Australia for the Asian Cup at this moment.

Not only in the bar square, but also in many residential houses, some middle-aged fans also burst into tears when they saw this scene, and couldn't help standing up and applauding the players on the TV at home, which attracted their wives to be surprised gaze.

For many years, Chinese football has never been so moved.

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