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61. The little boy from China(1/2)

Stefan Jovitic fell on the turf again.

This time, he couldn't even get close to the top of the penalty area, and the Ajax player broke the ball under his feet.

He punched the turf and quickly got up!

Damn number eight!

I will definitely break through you next time!

-

If Long Shute could hear the angry curse in Jovetic's heart, he would definitely shout "unfairly".

I was obviously just sticking to you and not allowing you to speed up, and then using my body to force you into the area where De Jong defended. Even the last interruption of the ball was De Jong's feet. Why do you blame me?

"Beautiful defense, Montenegro Messi is now crazy. In just over ten minutes, he has never been able to break through the joint defense of Long Shute and De Jong, but he still does not give up. Ajax's defense still cannot relax..."

He Wei was also frightened to see these waves of offensives, but from the stance of his compatriots, he firmly chose to cheer for Ajax.

As a commentator, he also hopes to give his compatriots a commentary in the early morning of this season's Champions League match day.

He has already said enough of those black and white players!

-

When the first half of the 15-minute period ended, no matter which side the player was on, they were a little staggering.

They sat in a circle on the sidelines, waiting for the head coach's strategic arrangements.

Looking at the players in front of him, Plandley felt a little regretful.

But instead of being too harsh, he continued to boost morale:

"Ajax is almost finished! Their left side may collapse at any time! Stefan, you are our assaulter. You should focus on the overall situation and not do too many one-on-one with No. 8. That little guy is very difficult to deal with." He also emphasized to Jovitic.

But this sentence seemed to stimulate the young Jovetic.

Montenegro Messi couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.

The head coach's words just now... were criticizing me for being a little kid in front of all his teammates?

A little brat who has become a professional player this season?

A little kid who ran out of a football desert country like China?

A little brat who has such a hard time in a low-level league like the Netherlands?

A little brat who only played five first-team games, and two of them were substitutes?

You said I can't deal with him?!

This kind of criticism... no one can bear it!

-

When a young man is furious and wants to fight with the enemy, it is difficult for him to persuade him to stop even if he comes.

So Prandelli could only look angry, but also helplessly watching Jovitic dribble the ball and rush towards the red No. 8, whom he specifically emphasized that "you can't be too many one-on-one"...

But he had already used up three substitutions. Now that Girardino and Mutu both lost their physical fitness, he could not give up Jovitic, the only offensive player in the frontcourt who can break through the explosive point and create a threat...

-

Plandelli was shook his head helplessly, but Van Basten here laughed happily.

Jovitic is such a promising player!

He is tall but flexible, has a delicate little skill, has a good impact on the court, and is very confident. With time, he may really achieve 70% or 80% of Messi or Kaka's skills.

But it's definitely not now...

Now he has only made 30 appearances in the season, scored only 2 goals, and is just a star of hope that is worth 8 million euros.

Confidence is an excellent quality, but excessive confidence will narrow his vision, only seeing half an inch of turf under his feet, pushing himself into a dead end.

The direct consequence of this is that Fiorentina's offensive routine becomes extremely single, because no matter where Jovitic takes the ball from, he will eventually come to the middle lane guarded by Longshute.

"Ah, I lost again..."

Van Basten patted his hands gently, as if applauding Ajax's defense.

He wanted to look at the expression on Plandelli's face, but found that the Italian head coach had a look of anger?

Van Basten was stunned.

Is Florence not in a hurry?

Do they not care that Jovitic will concede the goal?

That's why he was allowed to challenge Long Shute again and again?

Their goal... was from the beginning for the final penalty shootout!

Damn it!

He is worthy of being a cunning Italian!

The White Swan, who once coached the Dutch national team, is more clear than anyone else. If it were only for the penalty shootout, I, Van Basten, was not the proud and fragile Tulips Legion, which was definitely more spicy than everyone here!

——Well, of course he has never watched the Chinese team’s game.

-

Another mistake from Van Basten was that he gave up the first 15-minute offensive power.

In overtime, due to physical fitness, it often turns into a situation where both sides lead the half-time.

But today is different. The young Blinder has caused Emmanuelson and many other players to waste too much physical strength, and with Suarez being sent off, Ajax players' physical energy consumption is much faster than their opponents.

So when they wanted to attack, they found that most of them were not physically ill...

Time passed by minute by minute, and Jovitic met Long Shute again.

This time he did not fall to the ground. He was just pushed by De Jong with little force on his shoulder, briefly losing the center of gravity, and once again lost the ball.

But Messi in Montenegro felt that he was even more embarrassed than falling to the ground!

Although he did not complain to anyone, anyone could see that he wanted to slap the head coach and let everyone know that his strength could definitely beat Mark Lele from China.

But now his cheeks were in a scorching pain.

Because in nearly half an hour of overtime, he fought with the little kid in his eyes seven times, but he didn't even win once!

Damn it!

How is this possible?!

-

This is certainly possible.

Because he pursues a one-on-one single challenge, but Long Shute is not alone.

Longshut also has Simdjong, Wiltonheng and Aldrevilde!

I spent multiple defensive positions on one player throughout the game, and the opponent only played half of the time. Both sides were not equal, so why should I have to be one-on-one with you?

I'm not a psycho!

Long Shute sneered and subconsciously looked up at the big screen in the stands.

It's only two and a half minutes before the overtime ends...

The cold feeling between the legs suddenly reappeared.

The sharp big scissors have begun to close!

Damn it!

No time left!

You can't hand over your destiny to an unreliable penalty shootout!

Since you have to compete for luck, why not do it yourself?!

He took a deep breath and rushed out!

"Sim!" He stretched out his left hand and stretched out flat in front of him.

Sim Derong understood it and directly pushed out his right foot and passed it directly against the ground!

-

"Ajax launches a counterattack?!"

Dekur blurted out, but his voice was full of doubt: "Do they still have the strength?"

Yang Sen ignored his partner's question. After the rest of the overtime, his emotions and voice returned to his rebirth: "Long Shute accelerated very quickly! He received a direct pass from De Jong!"

"What will he do? Will he directly raid the ball? His dribbling is not good, right? He can't learn from Jovitic!"

Dekur's mouth flew up and down quickly, as if it was a submachine gun with full fire.

Amid the roar of gunfire, Long Shute directly put the ball a little!
To be continued...
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