The first wave of offensive at the beginning showed absolute determination to win.
Yi Zhe clenched his fists and gestured to Hao Junmin and Cai Huikang beside him: "Press up, don't be afraid!"
Of course Zheng Zhi will return to the central defender position today, but the national team has arranged a 4-3-3 formation, which is exactly the Achilles heel of the Korean team's 4-2-3-1 formation.
The South Korean team quickly launched a wave of offensive from the midfield. Nam Tae-hee passed the ball to Goo Ja-cheol in the frontcourt. The Mainz midfielder fired a long shot from outside the penalty area and went straight to the blind corner, forcing Wang Dalei to make a
Wonderful save.
Yi Zhe gave Wang Dalei a thumbs up. A wonderful save boosted the morale of the Chinese team, but he turned around and shouted to his two midfield partners: "Go up! Go in front of their midfielders."
!”
Yi Zhe didn't just say that, he did it himself. He directly stood in front of Nam Tae Hee and fought one on one.
Originally, he was a midfielder with fine skills and good at attacking. Korean team coach Stillik placed him in the midfielder position obviously to strengthen his ability to play the ball, but this just gave Yi Zhe a chance.
Yi Zhe saw the changes in the Korean team's position through the system. When Nam Tae Hee got the ball, Kim Young Kwon, who has a strong ability to play the ball in the backcourt, would push forward at the same time. Isn't there just an operating space behind this side?!
Yi Zhe decisively stepped forward to intercept Nam Tae Hee's dribbling, and without giving him a chance, he fell to the ground. He already made a second reaction and sent a scalpel pass to the back of Kim Young Kwon!
The Korean team's backcourt was immediately in chaos. They had never seen such a pass before. It seemed to be the same action, and they easily completed the transition from offense to defense.
"Gao Lin! He received the pass from Yi Zhe! Hahahaha! Yi Zhe's control of the timing on the court is so accurate to the millisecond! Seamless connection between offense and defense! Opportunity for the Chinese team!"
With the opponent's central defender Guo Taihui fully defending, Gao Lin's powerful volley in the penalty area was saved by Jin Chengkui.
It's still a hair's breadth. To be honest, Yi Zhe is still a little helpless. If it were Bendtner, Bangzi would probably have surrendered his gun by now...
But the thought flashed away, and he walked back and put his arm on Hao Junmin's shoulder.
"Third brother, you have to hit the ball quickly! Hit the space behind their center back directly, or go behind the full back! Trust me!"
Although Hao Junmin was a little confused, he was glad that he did just that. He blocked Ji Chengyong's pressure in the midfield and quickly passed the ball to the left.
The fast horse Yu Hanchao on the left is no slower than Sun Ke in terms of side attack ability. He directly penetrated Hoffenheim defender Jin Zhenzhu's defense. It was another offensive opportunity. The Chinese team outflanked him at three points in front of the goal. Yi Zhe followed
I plugged it in and threw the whole body out but still couldn't touch it.
The ball slid past the goal, but the Korean team's penalty area was in chaos, and the first ten minutes were already tense.
This scene made the Korean commentator suddenly unable to bear it.
"What is Stillik's tactic? The Germans see clearly that this is the Asian Cup final! The opponent is China! Their weakness is in the backcourt! We have been targeting their backline to suppress them! Damn it, we actually let the Chinese team
Take advantage!"
But if you want to press the backcourt, you must have the ability to win the ball!
The Korean team's offensive from the wing did give Son Heung-min a chance to deal damage, but Zheng Zhi faced him head-on on the back line and accelerated his attack twice in a row. Zheng Zhi did not lose any speed.
Son Heung-min did not get out of the way at all. In the end, his attempt to cut in and shoot was blocked, and Zheng Zhi immediately released a long pass and accurately found Yi Zhe.
"Zheng Zhi! Hahaha! Even in a one-on-one challenge with the Korean team's top star, the Korean team will think that God gave them the wrong script? Hahaha! But today every player on the Chinese team is working hard to be their own scriptwriter.
And the director!”
Fifteen minutes into the game, official data showed that the Chinese team had 59% of the ball possession rate. It would not be surprising if the Koreans really thought they got the wrong script. This situation either changed the script or reversed the roles.
But all the same, Yi Zhe steadily controlled the rhythm in the midfield. He had to do two jobs on the court today, so he was not in any hurry to eat a fat man in one bite.
Yi Zhe controls the initiative in the midfield very easily. Even Ji Chengyong, who plays in the Premier League, cannot keep up with his rhythm. Although the head coach assigned him the task of tracking the core of the Chinese team throughout the game, he soon found that he had little chance.
None, not even a problem that can be solved by risking one's life. This person can always touch the ball faster than himself and pass it to the space in the most accurate way.
The referee Irmatov firmly controlled the rhythm of the game. He saw Yi Zhe being violated, but the ball was always passed out one second before Yi Zhe was violated, so he did not say anything and just looked at Ji Cheng
Yong was dominated in the midfield.
Yi Zhe controlled the ball unhurriedly, while always paying attention to the changes in the Korean team's system.
Their formation gradually began to shrink, and their morale index plummeted.
Yi Zhe seized this opportunity instantly.
"Third brother! Press a wave! Insert through the ribs and hit their openings!"
Hao Junmin nodded slightly: "Zhe, pass it on! I promise I can do it!"
Yi Zhe started to accelerate, lowering his center of gravity to get through the gap between people. Only then did Ji Chengyong realize that he was terribly wrong. It turned out that he hadn't used all his strength yet!
At the moment when he turned around, there was enough space in Yi Zhe's field of vision. Jin Yingquan was forced to press forward. The coach repeatedly emphasized Yi Zhe's long-range shooting ability. But he did not notice at all that there was more space behind him...
Yi Zhe flicked his ankle and sent a through ball close to the ground, quickly rowing directly from his side to behind him.
Yi Zhe sent a direct pass, which happened to be sent to this area, and Hao Junmin happened to make a horizontal pass. Seeing him perfectly appear in this space, Yi Zhe felt confident while continuing to run forward.
Got a chance to face the goal on the penalty area line.
"Yi Zhe! Hao Junmin! Seize this opportunity well!"
Only then did South Korean team full-back Kim Jin-soo realize that he quickly moved sideways to cover the position, but Hao Junmin had already aimed at the dead corner of the goal and volleyed directly to the dead corner. This time, South Korean team goalkeeper Kim Seung-kyu stretched out one arm, but he could only watch.
The ball rushed into the goal without even stretching his body.
"Hao Junmin!!! Hao Junmin!!!! The first goal of this Asian Cup! But it is the most important final, opening the door to victory for the Chinese team!"
The benches on the sidelines started throwing towels, and all the players rushed forward. Everyone knew what kind of initiative it meant to break the deadlock in the final.
"Third brother, reliable!"
Yi Zhedu must praise this kick.
At this time, the voices of Chinese team fans in the surrounding stands were completely suppressed.
“Team China!!!!!”
“Team China!!!!!”
“Team China!!!!!”
The camera showed Perrin in the stands. Sitting next to him were two heavyweights: senior officials from the Chinese Football Association and staff from the local consulate.
Everyone smiled.
The camera turned back to the court again, and He Wei changed the subject: "Thank you to the boys of the Chinese team, now we have the absolute initiative! Thank you Yi Zhe! Not only for this assist, he was unable to be present in person in Perrin today.
Under the front-line command situation, we shouldered the responsibility. Every pass was like dealing cards, directly determining the outcome of this game! In such a final, we finally no longer pin our hopes on the opponent's mistakes or the referee.
In terms of fairness, for the first time, the Chinese team holds its destiny to reach the top in its own hands. This feels really good!"
