Zhang Yonghai’s wretched tactics only lasted half a game. After all, his skills were still shallow, and Xiaoyin people still need to further practice.
And Larson, who finally got used to the light harassment, was like a tiger out of its cage.
In the 12th minute of the second half, Larson received a pass from his teammate. During the scramble with Zhang Yonghai, he pressed Zhang Yonghai's shoulders, endured the disgusting "stroking" on his gluteus maximus, and jumped forcefully.
Kick the ball in.
In the process of frantically running towards his teammates, he couldn't help but look back and glanced at Zhang Yonghai contemptuously. If he had grown his hair long, he might have started a fight long ago, and he would have even given a stick to the Tubingen coach's bench.
Middle finger. However, that won’t happen now. He cherishes every minute of playing time on the court, and he won’t let this kind of thing affect his development prospects.
Zhang Yonghai seemed to have noticed something. During the short time when the Celtics were celebrating, he ran to Wang Ai and whispered: "He may have adapted."
Before Wang Ai could make any changes, just five minutes later, it was Larson who dribbled the ball across the front of the penalty area, hit the goal with his kick, and hit again to overtake the score.
This time, the Celtics celebrated for significantly longer, as they were delaying time after taking a habitual lead.
Unfortunately, what they encountered was not an ordinary team.
Wang Ai stood together with Ozil, Bai Guanghai, Qu Bo and others, taking a short break while watching each other's interaction with the fans.
"Brothers, we are a little too relaxed." Lao Bai was the first to speak: "I think we may have been winning in the past games, so everyone didn't take it seriously. Now there is only half an hour left, if we keep doing this
If you loosen it, you will lose."
Qu Bo said: "Yes, after a whole season, we played so many games and finally reached the end."
Ozil looked up at Wang Ai: "Brother, I've scored one in this game."
"Compete with me?" Wang Ai raised his eyebrows.
Ozil nodded: "Haha, I will go in next. I'll see if you can catch up."
After saying that, he immediately went to the referee and complained about the opponent's delay.
The referee from Slovenia quickly stopped the Celtics' celebration. When the opponent saw the time, it was more than two minutes, which was about the same.
Unexpectedly, when the game started again, Tübingen's frontcourt suddenly became wild.
Less than three minutes after Larsson scored twice, the opponent took three shots, all of which were shot by players from the right wing with extremely high accuracy.
If it weren't for the poor speed and weak kicking opportunities, the Celtics would be in tragedy.
However, just as the right midfielder stopped, the left midfielder broke out again. A few minutes after the left midfielder stopped, the two forwards broke out again. After finally surviving this crazy period, the midfielder suddenly intercepted a frontal pass in the backcourt and
The lofted ball landed in the penalty area.
Tübingen's top scorer jumped high as expected and grabbed the header in the sparse Celtic crowd.
With the help of Lao Bai's strong shoulders and neck, the ball penetrated the fingers of the Celtic goalkeeper like an aerial bomb.
The score was even.
However, the Tübingen offensive was not over, as if the wave of shots just now was just a warm-up.
In the 29th minute of the second half, the comeback right midfielder hit the goal from a small angle and was blocked from the baseline. He took a corner kick himself. The tactical corner kick was taken by the giant in the middle. Then the giant made a cross pass and a disheveled central defender appeared.
Luo Tongliang faced this very comfortable ball and made a powerful long-range shot without hesitation.
The football passed straight through the crowds of figures and landed in the goal before the goalkeeper's body could pounce into position.
In the 37th minute of the second half, Wang Ai had a rare cooperation with Ozil. The two teenagers with extremely superb footwork caused a storm in the penalty area. In the end, Wang Ai hit the opponent's defender in the crotch, changing the score again.
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In these dozens of minutes, the Celtics were stunned in the second half. Long shots, headers, penetrations, these young people from Tübingen were simply unable to do anything.
The two young players in particular are extremely cunning, very flexible with their feet, and their bodies are strong enough.
The Celtics' resistance almost collapsed, and even Larson didn't care about the frontcourt and ran to the backcourt to help defend.
In this way, the game fell into the rhythm that Tübingen was most accustomed to.
This season, almost every game in Tübingen has been dominated by this strong and versatile offensive, gradually suppressing the opponent after halftime and doing whatever they want.
Tübingen's strong attack continued until the 45th minute of the second half, and the Celtics finally took a breath.
However, when the two-minute stoppage time sign was raised on the sidelines, it was already too late.
The commentators from various countries on the sidelines excitedly announced the winner before the game was over. This was the birth of a series of new records in the history of the UEFA Cup.
Chinese coach, Chinese players, second league championship team, golden boot from China, and not surprisingly, golden goal from China.
The cheers of Chinese players who got up early in the morning to watch the game and a group of players, coaches and officials who paid close attention to the game could be heard from thousands of households across the land of China.
Mr. Jinbosi calmly clasped his hands behind his back. This was his penultimate game coaching abroad. He won a European championship. Well... I'm so happy!
Liu Shangjie, who was familiar with his master's habits, came over and said softly: "Master, don't be nervous, just have fun."
Behind the brown eyes, Mr. Kimbos's eyes were piercing: "There is no future, a European champion, ahem, it's not time yet!"
In the almost audible countdown of the Tübingen fans, the Celtics struggled a few more times, and finally ended the torture of winning first and then losing at the referee's whistle.
When the final whistle sounded, the on-site commentator at the Seville Olympic Stadium also thoughtfully played the Tubingen team anthem in the music library.
The turbulent flow of people passed by the upright Mr. Jinbos, and even Liu Shangjie rushed onto the court. He has never been so brilliant in his career. Fortunately, he was a witness to this game that made history.
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More than twenty minutes later, UEFA's award-giving officials and local dignitaries in Seville stood on the podium, looking at the Tubingen people who lined up with complicated eyes. This is still the first honor in European football.
It was captured by the Chinese for the first time. Although Tübingen is a German team, everyone knows that this is almost a Chinese team.
Today, the person who came to present the award was a UEFA official, French football star Platini. He knew very well that UEFA had made great efforts to stop these dark horses. It had arranged many strong teams, but they all failed.
With the defeat, even Porto, the most promising team, fell short.
This chapter has been completed!