Today's Siu Sai Wan Stadium was unexpectedly packed with guests. Although the capacity of 12,000 people is indeed a bit small, Hong Kong's population itself is not large, and many of them are mainland fans who came across the border from Shenzhen.
It can be seen from the live TV footage that there are large slogans and banners in the stands. Although the two sides have an unforgivable relationship, at least in the beginning of the century in Hong Kong, there were not so many 25-year-olds and rebels.
When the national anthem was played, many Hong Kong fans also sang along.
When the singing stopped, the Thai referee Meng Kong looked down at his watch, picked up his whistle, and the game began.
From the beginning, the Chinese team planned a very threatening attack. Xiao Zhanbo inserted a high and a half ball in the midfield. Hao Haidong stopped the ball and turned around to volley. Hong Kong goalkeeper Fan Junye rushed out and resolved the threat. Hao Haidong's move
Although the shot did not result in a goal, it cleared up the unfavorable news about his injury, cold, etc. before the game. Siu Sai Wan Stadium and the fans waiting in front of the TV heaved a long sigh of relief.
In the small conference room of the Beijing Guoan Club, the commentary from the large color TV reverberated in the room. In front of the camera, the green turf, the red Hong Kong team uniforms, and the white Chinese team uniforms reflected the colorful faces of several people.
No one paid attention to this funny scene. Everyone was watching the game attentively. When Hao Haidong regretfully missed the shot, the expressions of several people suddenly became vivid.
"Oh!" Liu Lifeu patted his thigh: "Well, this Hong Kong goalkeeper is pretty good."
Lu Jianren chuckled: "It's still early, the game has only been one minute."
Jin Zhiyang rubbed his chin and leaned on the sofa without saying a word. He didn't know what he was thinking about. Liu Wenxiong took out another piece of paper from his pocket and lowered his head while watching the game. Jin Zhiyang came over to look at it and found that it was a summary of the meeting during the national team's preparations for the game.
The key points, it clearly states: The turf of Siu Sai Wan Stadium is of poor quality, too soft and not suitable for the ground.
Jin Zhiyang knew what he was doing and turned to look at the camera: "Is it raining again?"
The two looked at each other and said nothing. The rainy match between the National Olympics and Malaysia in Wuhan a few days ago was very impressive. This time the national team faced another shorter team.
"I know this." Liu Lifu pointed at the camera and said: "This Siu Sai Wan Stadium was built just eight years ago. It was originally a land reclamation in Hong Kong, so the land quality is not good. Compared with the Hong Kong Stadium, it is worse.
a lot of."
Just as he was talking, Sun Jihai, the left back of the Chinese team, collided with his opponent. Although he knocked away his opponent, he stumbled and fell. After standing up, he kicked the turf angrily.
"That's how it is in away games." Jin Zhiyang shook his head: "You have to go wherever others arrange to go. They are short and light, so this softer turf is fine, but we are tall and heavy, and every time we step on it, we will find a hole. Continue
Hai has adapted to the high-intensity competition there in the UK, so there is no reason why he couldn't stand up right after he came on the field. This can only mean that the venue here is indeed not good."
The strong overall offensive of the Chinese team and the outstanding physical advantages of the individual players were very obvious in front of the Hong Kong team. Although Hong Kong head coach Lai Xinxiang tried his best to push the Hong Kong team's formation out, he did not want to imagine the first game between Kuwait and the Chinese team.
It was so ugly to see the ball shrinking for half the court, but slowly, the weak Hong Kong team was suppressed by the Chinese team. If the court was divided into ten parts, the Chinese team occupied six parts, and the Hong Kong team only had two forwards in the center circle.
Before, the rest were in the half court, and the offensive and defensive situation was obvious.
But such a favorable situation did not make the few people watching the game relax. Instead, the clouds of history lingered in their minds. Whether it was those watching the game from Guoan Club, those watching the game from Liaoning Football Club, or those watching from Chongming Island
, almost all Chinese professional footballers who watched the game at the Xianghe base did not dare to breathe a sigh of relief.
On May 19, 19 years ago, China could qualify as long as it tied with the underdog Hong Kong. However, it lost 1:2, and its World Cup journey was forced to come to an end.
Coincidentally, Wang Ai and Zhao Xuri, who were on the bench at Xiao Saiwan Stadium at the moment, also happened to talk about this matter.
"Boss, I just can't figure out how we lost in the first place. I watched the video of that game some time ago. Really, we really dominated the game! Then there were two opportunities, and the Hong Kong people seized them.
The first one was a direct free kick that hit the goal, and we were unprepared. The second one was that our defender made a mistake in the tackle, and then we just lost." Zhao Xuri crossed his legs, put his elbows on his thighs, and held his chin with his hands.
He thought hard: "I remember it also rained that day, and we were in the lead in the game. By the way... Oh shit, we can't lose again today, can we?"
Wang Ai turned a deaf ear to Zhao Xuri's chatter. He was thinking about how to learn from Ronaldinho and was troubled by this problem. He had been back home for a week and repeatedly watched the videos of Ronaldinho's games he brought back from Spain, but he found nothing.
It's as if his creativity is innate.
"Boss, I have a question for you!" Zhao Xuri hugged Wang Ai with his shoulder, and then Wang Ai came back to his senses: "What?"
Zhao Xuri repeated it unhappily, and Wang Ai let out a "ha", "5.19? It's easy to say. I didn't think highly of the Hong Kong team before the game, thinking that they would win by at least two goals. After all, we are second in the Asian Cup.
As for the Hong Kong team, they are just the opposite of us. In 1984, China and Britain signed an agreement to confirm the return of Hong Kong in 1997. At that time, the Hong Kong stock market was wailing. The British were world-famous troublemakers and geopolitical conspirators, just like
The weather in the UK was the same, with no sun, so it created a lot of panic in Hong Kong society. It was in such a mood that the Hong Kong team came to the mainland. At that time, the mainland was very backward and Hong Kong was very developed, so the opposition was serious."
"Then what?" Zhao Xuri asked curiously with his eyes wide open.
"Then? We were arrogant, and Hong Kong was full of soldiers. Then we were careless and lost Jingzhou, and Hong Kong played beyond its level. So, football is round, and anything can happen."
"What about this one?"
Wang Ai turned his head and looked at Zhao Xuri strangely: "I said that you are also a national youth, national Olympic, and national triple identity. You are like me. Are you so superstitious? If others don't tell me, boss, how can I lose here?"
Zhao Xuri shook his head: "Although I really want to beat you up for your bad behavior, I have to say that your bragging is reasonable."
"Hehe, that's not all." Wang Ai put his arm around Zhao Xuri's shoulders: "There have been changes around 19 years ago. Today's Hong Kong team no longer has the victorious momentum of the original soldiers. As for us, have you read the newspapers these days?
?519 is being talked about everywhere. Although this will definitely make us more anxious, it also proves that we will study it thoroughly and there will be no surprises..."
"Oops!" Zhao Xuri exclaimed, pointing to the field: "You said there was no accident?"
This chapter has been completed!