World Cup of Great Powers

Chapter 72 Losing his wife and losing his troops

As Zeng Zheng said, after 75 minutes, even though Yao Xia and Cao Xiandong could run and pass, their teammates who were supporting them disappeared.

Not to mention lobbing the ball into the opposite penalty area, even the 30-meter area is now difficult to break into.

There is no connection or coordination in the frontcourt offense, and they basically work independently.

The offense seemed to be hot, but as soon as the ball reached the frontcourt, it was neutralized by the Danish defense.

Upon seeing this, Horton played his third substitution card, replacing Su Maozhen with Gao Feng, once again strengthening his frontcourt impact capability.

But the problem for the Chinese team does not lie in the frontcourt.

Physical fitness is a holistic issue.

The midfielders and backfielders don't coordinate well, and only the frontcourt players attack.

Facing Denmark, led by brothers Schmeichel and Laudrup, it was simply an egg against a rock.

In the 82nd minute of the game, Denmark got a well-positioned free kick during the attack.

Shi Yongberg's powerful shot was deflected by Jiang Jin.

If General Fan hadn't followed up quickly, the ball would have been scored by Laudrup Jr.

The fans in the stands haven't swallowed their hearts yet.

The Chinese team, eager to attack, once again had its defense wide open.

Nelson broke into the penalty area and pushed the ball from a small angle on the right side. The ball bypassed Jiang Jin's fingertips and missed the far post.

Faced with the dilemma, Holden mobilized his troops.

But the offense showed no improvement, and Denmark almost scored another goal.

Seeing this, even Jin and Chi became anxious.

"Xiao Zeng, please tell me, are there any other ways we can do now?"

Just now Zeng Zheng was analyzing the whole situation, and both Jin and Chi were eavesdropping with their ears pricked up.

Seeing that the game was about to end, Jin Zhiyang couldn't help but shamelessly came to Zeng Zheng for advice.

But what the hell have you been doing?

Zeng Zheng still admired Jin Zhiyang's behavior.

Zeng Zheng still needs to learn how to be able to put down his face and ask for help at critical moments.

"Coach Jin, it's useless for you to tell me."

"This is all shit, so what else is there to say?"

"Get ready for the next game!"

You have used up all three substitution quotas, and there is nothing you can do about it even if the King of Heaven comes.

But just when Zeng Zheng was about to pack his things, a red-robed young player suddenly dribbled out of a group of greens with the ball.

Huang Jianxiang's eyes lit up while he was talking about the explanation, and he suddenly became energetic.

"Sun Jihai!"

"The young player Sun Jihai used a beautiful disguise to escape and passed two defenders at once."

"There's no one on the right side now."

"Sun Jihai speeds up..."

Seeing Sun Jihai running along the right road, not to mention the fans in the stands, even Zeng Zheng, Zhang Xiaorui and Li Tie stood up and couldn't help but come to the sidelines.

"Old Sun, go for it, go for it!"

"Run, Jihai!"

"come on! Come on!!!"

The fans shouted loudly.

Seeing this, Zeng Zheng was also very happy.

Yes!

There is also Sun Jihai on the field!

This guy is versatile on the right wing.

Even though he is a right back, he can still play as a right winger!

In the first half, Sun Jihai used the wing to break through and cut inside to create several opportunities.

There is no perfect tactic in the world, and Johnson has always focused his defense on the center.

At this moment, Sun Jihai suddenly became violent, maybe he could really get results!

The figure of Sun Jihai flying past made all the cold hearts in front of the bench become hot again.

Sun Jihai rushed too fast and suddenly, and other teammates did not react at all.

Apart from Gao Feng running in the frontcourt, there is no second red player in the shot.

Unfortunately, Gao Feng was always followed by two Danish defenders and could not get out of the passing lane.

Seeing this, Sun Jihai had no choice but to slow down and start looking for an inside cut.

But at this moment, Helweger, who had been chasing after him, made a sliding shovel and knocked Sun Jihai to the ground with his scissors kick.

"grass!!!"

Seeing Sun Jihai fall to the ground with pain on his face, Zeng Zheng cursed loudly in an instant.

Helvig didn't even think twice when he tackled someone.

Everyone on the sidelines could see clearly that the ball was aimed at people!

Whether this was Danish coach Johnson's tactics or Helweger's "experience", Zeng Zheng found it difficult to accept it.

"G mother Y's!"

"Fuck you MB!!!"

"Referee, red card, red card!!!"

Jin and Chi scolded him more harshly than Zeng Zheng.

Sentences of Chinese quintessence blurted out.

It's like returning to your home court.

Soon, the team doctor took Sun Jihai off the field.

The team doctor immediately shook his head after checking him.

Holden, who was empty-handed, was dumbfounded.

He muttered a few words about England's national quintessence in English, then turned around and watched helplessly as the Chinese team fought with ten men in the last few minutes.

In stoppage time, the right corner kick taken by the Chinese team was firmly embraced by Schmeichel.

Then the Swede held the ball for a few seconds and kicked the ball into the air with a big kick.

"Beep, beep!!!"

Three whistles sounded and the game was over.

The fans in the stands were still unfinished, discussing the threatening attacks in the second half.

At this moment, everyone in the national team coaching bench had red eyes.

Losing is not terrible.

The problem is that if you lose your wife, you lose your troops.

Who feels better at this?

"What a jerk, this referee is absolutely a black whistle! He doesn't even give a red card?"

"Fuck, if you ask me, it was just because we defeated Argentina in the Toulon Cup that they deliberately targeted us!"

"Hey, don't say this nonsense. We are just unlucky. If we hadn't fallen behind by one goal, Sun Jihai wouldn't have been able to rush so fast on his own!"

"What? Why don't you tell anyone about being treated unfairly? Have your teeth broken and swallowed?"

As soon as the game ended, Horton and his advisory team went directly into the tunnel.

Several coaches on the coaching staff refused to obey anyone and cursed each other along the way.

It wasn't until they saw the team leader Wang Junsheng that everyone stopped talking.

"Everyone played well today and worked very hard."

"This result is much better than we expected."

"By the way, how is Sun Jihai?"

Hearing Wang Junsheng's roll call, the team doctor shook his head.

Behind the crowd, Sun Jihai, who was injured by the shovel, was not lying on a stretcher.

On the contrary, he can still walk.

Just limping.

At this moment, he was sandwiched between Li Tie and Zhang Xiaorui, hopping on one leg towards the locker room.

When Wang Junsheng saw Sun Jihai "jumping" over, he immediately changed the topic.

"Everyone has worked hard."

"Hurry back to the locker room and take a good rest and tidy up."

"Xiao Zeng, follow Coach Horton to the press conference and help him."

Hearing Wang Junsheng call his name, Zeng Zheng shook his head and said, "Leader, if you agree with me to translate according to your own wishes, then I will go."

Wang Junsheng's face immediately dropped after hearing this.

However, he did not ask Zeng Zheng again, but sent someone else to follow Holden.

When Li Tie and Zhang Xiaorui jumped over with Sun Jihai on their backs, Wang Junsheng continued to ask.

"What's going on with Sun Jihai?"

"My ankles are all swollen. I don't think I'll be able to heal for a month." The team doctor sighed.

"Oh, I know."

Wang Junsheng nodded after hearing this, already prepared in his heart.

Jumping, jumping.

Looking at the door of the locker room not far away, Sun Jihai suddenly stopped.

"Ji Hai, what's wrong? It's still a little close." Zhang Xiaorui asked.

"Let me carry you there." Li Tie also bent down.

Looking at the two teammates of the same age in front of him.