novelonline Chapter 134 The Failed Collective
Chapter 134 The Failed Collective
Chapter 134 The Failed Collective
The German team's goal was unreasonable, leaving people speechless.
Schwartz ran to the corner flag area, and faced the corner flag with a fast and passionate punch, all the Germans roared and cheered frantically, applauding their double kings.
The celebration lasted for a long time before the game started again. After Chu Yang served the ball, he didn't rush forward immediately, but unexpectedly shot a mid-court lob.
Nail, who was a little careless, was taken aback.
The football flew high, bounced off the post, and was cradled in the arms of a still-shocked Nail.
This almost became Chu Yang's last shot in the first half of the game.
The Chinese team was completely suppressed in their own half. The goal was hit by the attackers of the German team in turn. Chu Yang had to run back to the midfield to participate in the defense.
The German team became more and more unscrupulous, and even the two full-backs frequently stepped forward to assist, and finally succeeded in knocking on the door of the Chinese team again before the halftime break.
This goal is still related to Kessel.
Lin Shengjian's pass was seen through by Lem. He intercepted the ball before Chu Yang and passed it to Erdier who was ambushing in front of the penalty area. Erdier made a pass fake and then directly attacked the goal unexpectedly.
The football was lifted out of the bottom line by Lowe with both hands, and a corner kick was taken.
It was Kessel who served.
He drew a high-quality cross with the instep of his outside foot, and Schwartz leaped high, overwhelmed the Chinese team's defenders, and headed the ball into the goal.
"Goal! Kessel and Schwartz again! They dominated the game, leaving Yang and Chu in the dark, 2:0, the game still has a second half, which may be good news for the Chinese team, because they still have 45 minutes to catch up, and of course it may be bad news, because they may concede more goals in the remaining 45 minutes."
At the end of halftime, the players walked into the locker room only to find that He Qingyuan was already waiting with a livid face.
Everyone thought there would be a burst of curses, but the old man just calmly swept their faces one by one, and only after a long time did he spit out a few words.
"We attacked in the second half."
All the players looked up abruptly and looked at him in disbelief.
In this way, the defense was penetrated twice by the opponent, and the offense?Are you courting death?
"We can't defend, and we're two goals behind. Even if we can defend, it's meaningless. It's better to attack," He Qingyuan said, "It's better than defending us, but we have the strongest attack line in the world. We are the team with the most goals in the World Cup. England, the Netherlands, and Italy can't stop us from scoring goals."
He finally looked at Yang Shaotian and Chu Yang, and finished his speech: "When we meet on a narrow road, the brave wins. We don't bet with them on who will concede fewer goals, and we will compete with them on who will score more goals."
Following He Qingyuan's words, the actions of the Chinese team after the start of the second half made everyone unable to understand.
Their full-backs no longer huddled in their own half, Yang Shaotian no longer guarded in front of the penalty area, Chu Yang no longer retreated frequently, and they no longer had only a handful of two or three players participating in the counterattack after they broke the ball.
The commentator of the German TV station almost whistled, and he said happily: "The Chinese team attacked, and they actually wanted to fight against the German team. It is simply too brave. Let us applaud the courage of the Chinese."
Duan Xiang's tone was much heavier.
"Director He made tactical adjustments during the intermission. He released Xu Hongfei, Lin Shengjian, Yang Shaotian, and Chu Yang. The Chinese team's defense line will be weaker, but this is no way. They will die and survive. I hope that the players on the field can fight with their backs, show their swords bravely, and show our spirit."
He even yelled such bluff slogans as our spirit, it shows how guilty Duan Xiang is.
The development of the game also proved that his guilty conscience was justified.
The German once again used a simple long pass to tear through the weak defense of the Chinese team. After all, Chen Jiaxuan could not compare with Yang Shaotian. He lost to the German in the aerial duel, and the football was passed into the penalty area again, which eventually turned into the third goal of the game.
This time it was Royz who made the contribution.
The Dortmund striker, who has been famous in the Bundesliga for a long time, but has only become famous in the world in the past two years, made a breakthrough skillfully. Finally, he and Schwartz made a wall-slamming cooperation to leave all the Chinese defenders behind.
The biggest dark horse in this cup is so vulnerable, their strength looks so fragile and cannot stand the test.
Royz rushed to the sidelines, gliding on his knees, and the German cheers resounded throughout the stadium.
"The game was 8 minutes, 3:0. I don't know if this game will become the biggest difference in this World Cup."
The words of the German commentator expressed the aspirations of many fans. No matter how you look at it, the Chinese team is ready to collapse.
The Chinese team members on the court looked at the celebrating Germans with confusion in their eyes.
The familiar "Ode to the Motherland" sounded from the stands, and then turned into "Come on", and finally turned into the national anthem.
They sang until their voices were hoarse, and shouted until their tears flowed.
Infatuation does not change.
Chu Yang returned to the middle circle, turned to look at Yang Shaotian, and said, "What should I do?"
Yang Shaotian glanced across the stands, then looked at him as well, and said, "What else can I do, go all out."
"I'm already struggling," Chu Yang made no secret of his powerlessness, "I can't fight."
"If you can't fight, you have to fight, you can't admit defeat, right?"
"Yes," Chu Yang rubbed his face, "You can't admit defeat, how embarrassing are you?"
The two suddenly giggled as they spoke.
Sad and helpless.
There were eleven people in the whole team, but they found that they could only talk to each other at this time.
It's not that you have your eyes above the top or form a small group, but that you are born on a different channel from others in terms of tactical concepts or fighting spirit, and it is difficult to communicate.
Therefore, it is not unreasonable for the Chinese team to lose. It is already lucky to be able to wait until now to usher in such a big defeat.
A failed collective certainly cannot play beautiful football.
What this team lacks most is not a striker who can score goals or a midfielder with comprehensive skills, but an infectious and dominant super leader.
Yang Shaotian's spiritual attributes and personality charm are strong enough, and he also has the prestige and technical ability to become this kind of leader, but he lacks a strong character that is used to giving orders and a leadership temperament that can make people involuntarily unite around him.
Not to mention Chu Yang.
He is an excellent striker, but not a qualified leader.
He still can't make his teammates better, can't let the team formulate tactics around him, and can't become the soul of a team like Platini, Beckenbauer, Cruyff, and Maradona.
He is used to solving problems by himself, but he doesn't know how to lead his teammates to victory.
He still needs to improve, grow up, and constantly improve himself.
It's not just the perfection of technical level and physical fitness, but the overall sublimation of spirit and spirit.
So no matter how many goals he can score, he can't be the savior of the Chinese team.
(End of this chapter)