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Chapter 191

Sweeper refers to a deep-lying central defender who specializes in protecting the penalty area behind the central defender. It was popular in the 1970s and 1990s. In the era of single division of labor and fixed positions in football, it once created brilliance that cannot be ignored and was rich in top midfielders.

Based on this, German football evolved a midfield free man tactic that was ahead of its time.

However, with the modern football position model changing since the new century, the sweeper role has completely withdrawn from the stage of history. The Greece team that created the myth of the European Cup under Rehhagel in 2004 can be regarded as the final swan song of the sweeper tactic.

Enrique was so anxious that he had never thought that Barcelona, ​​which plays the most cutting-edge pass-and-control football in the world, would encounter such an outdated tactic. This feeling... It's like the three armies of sea, land and air are coming together.

The mechanized heavy-armed troops encountered an opponent with a millet and a rifle, and his mobility relied entirely on his legs. On the surface, he was completely out of the same dimension, but in reality he was very skinny - he couldn't bite at all!

This is the situation that Barcelona faces. They can penetrate Wolfsburg's midfield and send the ball into the penalty area. The msn Trident tries its best to get rid of the opponents around it. Messi faces the fast attacking Castells in the penalty area.

He picked up the ball lightly and passed it to Suarez who was next to him. Suarez jumped high to face the empty goal.

“Luis Suarez!

!

"

Su Ya was full of confidence and he was sure of it this time.

The flags of Barcelona fans in the stands were already surging, but as soon as Suarez hit the ball, a figure quickly ran past him.

The Uruguayan's eyes widened.

Castles sat on the ground, turned his head and watched helplessly as Yi Zhe rushed to the goal, jumped into the air, and made a graceful overhead kick in the air... Su Ya subconsciously stretched his head to take the opportunity to make up for the blow, but Yi Zhe

Zhe's clearance flew past his scalp and caused him to fall headfirst into the penalty area.

"Hahaha! Luis Suarez, compared to Yi, he is like a comedian." Reese Lubet said excitedly.

But after Yi Zhe made the clearance this time, he fell down in front of the goal and lay there for a full minute before he stood up with a grin on his face and carefully touched the back of his thigh.

"Yi...it looks like he's really hurt!"

"Busquets' kick was fierce enough, but Yi Zhe still persisted!"

"It looks like Wolfsburg is getting closer to victory, but Yi is still holding on!"

Teammates took advantage of the dead ball opportunity to gather around and show concern.

"Yi, if you can't persist, you don't have to hold on. You are not the only one who needs to be responsible for the victory."

This is the truth. Heijing has even started to prepare off the court. Daniel Caligiuri has already run two laps to warm up. Although he is reluctant to do this, Heijing keeps staring at the court with a frown and following the scene.

Even more than that, he didn't want his captain to grit his teeth and hold on.

But Yi Zhe soon proved it with his actions - Rakitic knocked down Dante at the front of the penalty area. At the moment when he was about to send the pass from the front, Yi Zhe seized the opportunity and stretched out his right leg to intercept accurately.

After receiving his low shot and launching an anti-offside long pass on the spot, Bendtner directly ran into the frontcourt for a single opportunity.

It's just that Bendtner was born at the wrong time today, and he met Ma Ge, the ceiling of today's stream-of-consciousness central defender.

"Oh--Yi! Hahaha, any behavior that underestimates him will be immediately proven wrong. Although Nick missed the opportunity, it has nothing to do with Yi!"



Enrique watched from the sidelines as the team's attacks were blocked again and again. He stared at Yi Zhe in his heart and even crossed his arms and couldn't help but curse in secret.

"What the hell!"

The game has progressed to the 78th minute, and he has successively replaced Sergi Roberto and Rafinha. Barcelona occupied more than 70% of the ball possession rate on the scene, but the score was still 2:0. Barcelona’s

The offensive had no effect.

This is Barcelona... The Catalan commentator's tone was almost exasperated: "Luis Enrique may have to look forward to a miracle, but a miracle may not be able to save him! If we can't take some effective measures at the last minute, we can only

Saying he is not the one we really need - we are Barcelona! We must always be at the top!"

Barcelona's only option was to go all out, but Yi Zhe seized the opportunity and fell to the ground in front of the goal to block Neymar's shot, then quickly got up in the penalty area and released a long pass forward.

Draxler began to accelerate and directly tore apart the defense from the left. Mathieu, Busquets... half of Barcelona's defense was chasing him.

"Julian! Julian!

!

"

Draxler quickly broke into the penalty area and his final kick was blocked in exchange for a corner kick opportunity.

He was standing in the corner flag area and was about to take a corner kick when Yi Zhe came over and shouted to him: "Julian, pass it to me!"

Draxler nodded subconsciously, but he soon discovered that Yi Zhe was standing outside the penalty area and winking at him.

Although he hesitated a little, he quickly set his sights on Yi Zhe - you can always believe in the super execution ability of German players!

Yi Zhe swung his leg in front of the ball and volleyed directly. Only then did the Barcelona players show a look of fear, but Busquets was in the penalty area watching Nardo, who was coming up to fight for the top. Only Iniesta was left in front of Yi Zhe.

Block.

But Yi Zhe's kick just flew over his head.

"Boom!"

A powerful kick hit the ground. Almost the moment Yi Zhe took the kick, Ter Stegen leaned back and made a save with one hand. However, the ball was obviously faster than him and went directly into the goal without any traces.

Twists and turns, no suspense!

The score was fixed at 3:0... In the Barcelona camp, everyone showed surprise and despair.

The Catalan commentator almost buried his head in the table and grabbed his hair with both hands. It took him a long time before he slowly said: "A tragic defeat! We... were defeated by Yi. Barcelona is still the king, we just lost to the original

It’s La Masia’s talent, and whose mistake is it?”

Enrique almost turned his back to the court, while in Barcelona, ​​youth training director Garcia looked at the score on the TV and sighed with a wry smile on his face.

He had a vague premonition when he saw Yi Zhe leave. Unfortunately, people from a wealthy family speak softly, and Director Zubizarreta, who could have been able to remedy this, had already left at the beginning of the year.

"Haha! A bunch of idiots!"

Director Garcia is too lazy to take care of it. After all, the club has to pay for it, but what does it have to do with him? La Masia still sends away many talented and dream-chasing teenagers every year. Barcelona has always been pretentious and fell down.

Two somersaults are always inevitable!



The game ended with Wolfsburg's 3-0 victory. Just watching Yi Zhe win the cup and be elected the best of the match, He Wei commented meaningfully: "I wonder how many sighs from old friends there will be in Barcelona at this moment?

How many people are secretly sad because of what they have missed? But this is football. Glory and loneliness always coexist on the court. If you turn around and miss it at the slightest thought, yesterday's supposed successor to the dynasty may be the gravedigger of today's championship team!"

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