Zhang Lu said what Gao Jiajun was thinking, but Duan Xuan fell into silence. After twenty seconds, he pretended to be calm and resumed his commentary. Both he and the Chinese fans need to accept a new fact, one that Zhang Lu hinted at
thing.
The people on the field were even more anxious than they were. Gao Hongbo and Del Bosque were standing on the sidelines watching the game. However, Gao Hongbo remained silent as usual, and Del Bosque didn't say much, but he had already begun to intervene in the command.
In his eyes, the Chinese team only had Wang Ai, plus Chen Tao, and not much else. Unexpectedly, it was such a second-rate European team that had a 50-50 draw with them. It was not about physical fitness, but about technology.
This makes the proud Spaniards quite uncomfortable.
He saw the sweat on the heads of the Chinese team members, but he also heard the heavy breathing of Xavi and Alonso. He did not expect that the Chinese team could play short passes and penetration with them in the midfield and in the middle. Although the ball possession rate was
Spain is definitely in the lead, but the lead will not exceed 5 percentage points, which means that while the Chinese team's physical fitness is being consumed at a high speed, the Spaniard's physical fitness is also declining rapidly.
The Chinese team's passing was not as concise and crisp as the Spanish team's, but it was quite sharp and the response was extremely accurate, showing a high degree of tacit understanding between the players. The two sides started fighting from the beginning, except that the middle was too tired, and the midfielders of both sides
More or less control, the 10th minute, the 15th minute, the 20th minute, the 25th minute, the 30th minute!
The Spanish team still has not firmly gained control of the midfield. Is this still a Far East team?
But if Spain gives up control of the midfield, the terrifying "King of Golden Boots" in front of the Chinese team will be fully activated. If they face his muzzle, "Santa Cassie" will not be safe either.
Del Bosque was about to intervene again. Suddenly, China's "dumb" coach, who was not far away, rushed onto the court and made a gesture...Huh? The Chinese team returned to defense? Can't hold on anymore?
I really can't hold it any longer.
Hao Junmin felt his legs were weak. He couldn't count how many times he had touched the ball. He just remembered that in the gap between the figures in the red jerseys, he kept making short passes, short passes, short passes to his teammates in the white jerseys, or between two red jerseys.
Weave between players, steal, tackle!
The Chinese team's strategic contraction made the Spaniards breathe a sigh of relief, but soon the whole team became annoyed.
The Spanish team's massive attack has begun!
What I never expected was that the first one to score the goal was the Chinese team, which seemed to have given up resistance!
In the 36th minute of the game, the Spanish team got a corner kick opportunity. The tall Ramos rushed to the frontcourt to grab the point. Xavi's corner kick was taken. Li Weifeng grabbed the spot and headed the ball out of the penalty area. At this time, Zhao Xuri pressed Aaron
Suo, pursed his lips, glanced forward, and kicked the football out of the dense crowd with a big kick.
Straight ahead!
Wang Ai penetrated Spain's pressing defense with one step, pushed the football more than ten meters in front of him with one touch, and then he and Pique started a sprint race on the football field!
From the two of them side by side after grabbing the first point, to one position before and after the second touch of the ball, with the superb level of man-ball integration and the speed affected by Pique's several unsuccessful attempts to intercept, he gradually caught up.
He couldn't get on, and there was only Machena in front of Wang Ai who was cutting in at a high speed!
Wang Ai was free of constraints and started running at full speed. While still running, he made a fake move and headed towards Marchena. As expected, Marchena was left behind as soon as he entered the penalty area.
At this time, a yellow shadow rushed from the door and fell to the ground decisively!
Casillas has quick reflexes!
His hands were on the left and his legs were on the right, blocking the direction of Wang Ai's shot from the left.
On the right side of the two is Marchena, who is only one step behind Wang Ai!
At the moment when "Sheng Cassie"'s body was drifting at high speed against the turf, Wang Ai slowed down.
Casillas' hand was less than half a meter away from the football. When Wang Ai decelerated, Marchena rushed to the right side in front of Wang Ai and turned desperately. Wang Ai switched small steps, moved the ball horizontally, and passed Casillas in one fell swoop.
His hands and Marchena's hind legs also blocked the body of Pique, who was following closely.
Marchena forced his foot to intercept, but he didn't touch it. Casilla was already sitting up and threw himself backwards, but he didn't touch him!
"Go in! Xiao Wang'er scored!" Duan Xuan shouted excitedly during the commentary.
When he shouted out, Wang Ai was just about to kick. But Duan Xuan, who had watched Wang Ai's games too much, was convinced that the goal could be scored. When the ball and man passed through the gap between Marchena and Pique, it just opened
When shooting, Wang Ai's calf swung slightly and rubbed with the arch of his foot.
The man was hit from the front and back and staggered out sideways, while the football obediently drew a small arc on the ground and rolled across the goal line.
In midsummer, the land of China is hot and hot everywhere. Many people who come out to cool off at night gather in large and small squares. Just like in the past few years, watching Wang Ai's games every summer evening has become a non-traditional
tradition of".
When Wang Ai's figure sent a white dot into the opponent's goal on the slightly blurry LED screen, those who were having sex, drinking draft beer, chatting, and having sex all cheered in unison.
After the Olympic Games last year, according to a sample survey, the number of Chinese fans exceeded 200 million! The entry threshold is to watch at least 15 games a year! Among them, more than 50 million people can accurately name the ten national team players. And in
In addition to these 200 million people, there are at least 200 million who can accurately name Wang Ai's four achievements. As for those who know his name, everyone who has a TV or radio at home knows it!
Who allowed him to appear on "News Network" too many times? Who allowed his billboards to be seen everywhere?
What is a national star? This is it! Everyone knows and knows that through his hard work, he has brought unforgettable summers to the people of the country one after another.
After scoring a goal on the field, Wang Ai stabilized his body, looked at the five-star red flag running thousands of miles, put the index finger and middle finger of his right hand on his lips, and pointed at them. The camera immediately focused on the direction Wang Ai was aiming at, a face
The girl with the red flag is pulling her boyfriend, screaming and jumping.
Among the applauding crowd on the sidelines, Dong Fangzhuo grinned, crossed his waist, and subconsciously looked around the stadium. He shook his head and sat back next to Gao Lin: "They are all stars, why is the gap so big?"
Gao Lin laughed and said: "The boss is the star, but I am not. I am Xiao Gao."
"You are three months older than him, right?"
"It makes no sense to say this." Gao Lin's big head shook: "We play football based on true ability. We don't judge heroes based on their birthplace, nor do they judge their age based on their age."
When Zheng Zhi heard this, he suddenly laughed out loud: "If you say so, I will call him boss from now on."
"Brother Zhi, please don't do it!" Gao Lin hugged Zheng Zhi and said, "We have all played together until we were old, and he doesn't care. If you want to call him boss, he will have to kick me."
This chapter has been completed!