Chapter 156: The Appearance of a Giant Ship (6)

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 Xu Qinglian was unfortunately right. In the game that started at 8:45 the next night, Real Madrid was evenly matched with its opponents from the very beginning. At this time, Wang Ai, who was watching the game, became nervous, and one after another wolves followed.

With Real Madrid's offensive and the fouls in Real Madrid's defense again and again, Wang Ai already had a premonition that the outcome would not be good.

After being suppressed by msn for a long time, they finally won a big away game. It is inevitable for the BBC to feel relaxed and relaxed, and Wolfsburg is a home team. One side is weak and the other side has high morale. If you leave yourself as the organizer, it seems that there is nothing incomprehensible about suffering a loss.

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In the 18th minute of the first half, Casemiro, who had just delivered a good ball in the frontcourt, came back and fouled in the penalty area. Navas, who was about to create the longest clean sheet in the Champions League, was forced to challenge his opponent in front of the goal.

Unfortunately, his personal hopes were shattered and Real Madrid fell behind by one goal.

Seven minutes later, Wolfsburg made a mediocre attack. First, it moved from the left to the right. As a result, the Real Madrid player on the right failed to follow up, giving the opponent a chance to start calmly. The opponent hit a low ball horizontally in front of the goal.

Quickly sent out, the Wolfsburg player took the lead and pushed the shot directly with the arch of his foot. Not only did it hit the Real Madrid center defender, it also rolled into the goal from the armpit of Navas.

Falling behind by two goals with less than a third of the game time, Real Madrid's lack of nervousness was taught a lesson by Wolfsburg.

Wang Ai's expression remained unchanged, and he shook his head in his mind. He didn't know what Real Madrid's criteria were for buying players. Why not give a Xavi or Iniesta in the frontcourt? Although there are few such people in the frontcourt, with Real Madrid's reputation,

It's not impossible to buy. Kroos is good at overall mobilization, Modric is good at regional interception, and Casemiro is good at on-the-spot defense. There is no offensive organizer who is good at knitting the team and exerting synergy. The only one who has hope to play this role is Marcelo

Luo is actually a full-back...

If Marcelo plays as an attacking midfielder, with his ability to attack with the ball and unexpected passing ability, Real Madrid will not be so cumbersome... Wang Ai suddenly grinned when he thought of this: Marcelo can't play as an attacking midfielder.

My own existence? It’s already crowded enough, and I’m so huge.

As for letting Marcelo play as a winger who is easier to play...one is Cristiano Ronaldo and the other is Bale. If nothing else, Marcelo's hair style is not enough to occupy these two positions with the highest exposure. Real Madrid wants

Profitable.

Wang Ai's mind was spinning as he watched the game, and he suddenly sympathized with Real Madrid's head coach. This team gave so much money and was so famous. The only thing is that the head coach can't just think about the team's victory or defeat. Even if he doesn't

You have to squeeze it together when it suits you, you have to use it, and then you have to try your best to win.

Maybe this is why Ancelotti plays well but Mourinho doesn't understand.

In Wang Ai's random thoughts, the first half of the game ended, 0:2. Zidane continued to emphasize tactical deployment, position changes and organizational cooperation in the locker room with an ugly face. However, in Wang Ai's view, this was all

It's all in vain, it's just the head coach doing his duty to show that he's working.

If you are not prepared before the game and your condition is not good, you basically cannot suddenly get better during the game.

Perhaps only two people in the team, Bell and himself, who are aloof from everyone, can play a key role in being out of sync with everyone else. Bell's performance in the first half was basically the best, but everyone scored 6 points.

He only scored 7 points. He can't make a sound even when he encounters a pack of wolves running against his opponents, and it can't change anything.

Wang Ai subconsciously looked at Zidane, but Zidane said nothing. Wang Ai gave up the urge to save the team. Losing once in a while is not a bad thing. Losing now is better than losing later. I remember there was a coach before.

Having said this to myself, maybe Zidane also thinks the same.

After a short break, the two sides exchanged venues. Wang Ai was playing with the small TV. There happened to be a close-up of himself, but it was slightly out of sync because of the delay. Wang Ai didn't say anything and instead played in the noisy stadium.

I got closer and planned to listen to what the Germans had to say.

"The scary Chinese is still sitting on the bench. He is like a hidden poisonous snake. Don't give him a chance to make a move. Beat Real Madrid and defeat it. If he scores a few more goals, there will be no need for him to play."

The commentator took over: "If we can't beat Real Madrid on German soil, it will be very difficult to go to the Bernabeu next time. The two goals now are far from enough. When the away king starts, two goals will be nothing.

Ronaldo can also catch up on his own."

"What did the Germans say?" Casillas next to Wang Ai asked curiously.

"He said that Wolfsburg needs to continue working hard and try to beat us five or six times." Wang Ai put down the TV with a smile.

Casillas shrugged; "That would be too difficult."

In the 70th minute of the game, Wang Ai was tired of watching. Suddenly Zidane's assistant came to notify Wang Ai to warm up. Only then did Wang Ai realize that Zidane still wanted to win.

Three minutes later, Casemiro hugged Wang Ai on the sidelines and came to the bench covered in sweat. Wang Ai ran to the front waistline and took a rough look. It felt almost like watching TV. His teammates in the frontcourt were playing.

There was insufficient preparation beforehand, and the condition during the game was average. Everyone tried their best after playing for more than an hour. The older I got, the more anxious I became.

After the restart, Wang Ai tried to cooperate with everyone and found that it would take at least half an hour for the team to flow smoothly again...

Wang Ai had no choice but to choose to go it alone. Fortunately, Wolfsburg's defense was somewhat loose at this time, and he was not close to others. This allowed Wang Ai to quickly seize an opportunity.

In the 77th minute of the game, Wang Ai dribbled the ball in the middle of the frontcourt and passed it to Kroos. He quickly knocked back. At this time, Wang Ai moved to the front of the penalty area. When his opponent was one meter away from him, he

Cut in slightly and shoot with one step.

The football was spinning and sprinting rapidly, hitting the upper left corner of the goal.

The goalkeeper is helpless!

Benzema ran into the goal and ran back with the ball in his arms. Wang Ai had to put away his celebrating arms and ran back. Benzema also said: "Wang, my condition is not good. It's up to you. We can't lose."

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Wang Ai nodded, thinking that if I didn't come, I would have to lose even if I didn't want to.

After the restart, Wang Ai and Benzema cooperated soon. The ball sent by Benzema was a bit big. Wang Ai was forced to adjust. As a result, he lost the opportunity and barely shot the shot but was blocked by the goalkeeper. Bell on the outside was not able to get it immediately.

Right to play the ball.

When Wang Ai got another chance, the referee was already looking at his watch. Probably inspired by the summary of the German newspaper's "45 individual unbeaten games", Wang Ai suddenly cheered up and shot a pass into the penalty area with a back-up pass.

, then faced the central defender's attack and lightly dribbled the ball laterally, and cut back in the opposite direction when another central defender was squeezed, and finally used his left foot to hit a ground ball close to the goal post.

In the penultimate minute of the game, the score was finally evened.


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