Chapter Ninety-Four: Penalties
Then the big screen on the scene appeared that everyone often saw the goal highlights, the powerful long-range shot, the goalkeeper's fingertips were a millimeter away from the ball, but it was this difference like a moat, the goalkeeper couldn't reach it, and the ball fell rapidly and drilled into the net. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE。 info
"It's Zhang Yuan again!How many such key goals have Zhang Yuan scored for Schalke 04 this season!Good goal!Good goal!Good goal!This long-range shot is so beautiful!" He Wei applauded Zhang Yuan's goal.
"Diego López's position is too high! Zhang Yuan's shot is also very sudden, which is beyond the expectations of all of us!" Tao Wei originally thought that Zhang Yuan was going to put on a good show again.
Zhang Yuan's chances of playing the center forward position have dropped a lot, mainly playing as a center forward, he is not only responsible for shooting, but also has the role of the offensive core, Kuranyi is also rarely outstanding in this position, and passing the ball is the most critical means.
Moreover, Zhang Yuan's role in the center forward position is far more than that of Kuranyi, he can also retreat to organize the attack, and the main means of organization is passing.
So now Zhang Yuan's passing is much less than when he was a winger.
Zhang Yuan's shot was very unexpected, and Schalke 04's lead was naturally also unexpected, and even Schalke 04 fans who went to the Love Song Stadium were probably difficult to think that their team was inexplicably ahead, relying on Zhang Yuan's groundbreaking shot.
This shot is a typical attack of Schalke 04 in the second half, there are two people in the front, directly hit the target, there is no tactical play, completely arbitrary, Rakitic passed not as he wanted, but Zhang Yuan's shot was definitely arbitrary.
Zhang Yuan had a premonition that he would score the moment he shot because he felt that his feet were very smooth, and the result was as he wished.
He didn't think he was so beautiful about the goal, he shot like he was shooting on the training ground, and there were two centre-backs in front of him, far away from him, and there was a chasing Senna in the back, far away from him.
He was against only one Diego López, and he didn't single out the entire Villarreal defence.
So he was just happy, beckoning to Rakitic, who had assisted him, and the two men ran to the visiting fans' stands, cheering their arms up to the fans.
The fans congratulated them with enthusiastic cheers and applause.
The teammates came here one after another, patting Zhang Yuan's head affectionately, and everyone was full of smiles.
Scoring goals and winning is the most effective way to boost morale and the Schalke 04 players finally built up some confidence at this moment and maybe we can win this game because we are ahead and we just have to hold on for the rest of the game.
Buskens and Mulder were like being hit by a jackpot for such a goal, and no one could have imagined that Schalke 04 would rely on such an attack to take the lead.
"This kid, I knew it could work!" Buskens repeated his previous words, he liked Zhang Yuan very much.
Zhang Yuan is a descendant of Slomka, who spoke for Slomka last season, and he knows that he has no contact with Bolton for old and dead.
But Zhang Yuan is a very obedient child, sometimes a little dizzy, but he has nothing to say in terms of ability, diligence, abiding by team discipline, and obeying the head coach's arrangement.
"Haha, give him a fulcrum, he can pry the globe!" Mulder joked, taking the away lead was a good result, and even a draw was an advantage for Schalke 04.
Just fight like this, the two of them made up their minds, and then they will fight like this, and let the four people in the front court figure it out by themselves!
Villarreal's side Perlagrini was a little difficult to accept and conceded the goal like this?!
Diego López is a little lonely, Made, it's the background board again!
Captain Senna complained a little in his heart to his teammate Fuentes, you Nana, what is the ghost called, if you don't scream the ghost, maybe I won't make a passing error!
As the captain, he had to comfort his teammates, "Diego, that ball was my fault!
Diego López nodded reluctantly, Senna's relief could not alleviate his depressed mood, his position was obviously also a problem, careless, why didn't he think he would shoot from a distance at that time?!
Reassuring Diego López, Senna clapped his hands and said, "Cheer up! Let's give them a little color!"
After the restart, Villarreal began to attack the half of Schalke 04 amid the shouts of the home fans, Schalke 04 is no longer 4 people in front, but only Zhang Yuan is in front, waiting for the opportunity to counterattack.
Rakitic and Asamoah both went back to help defend, Farfan didn't drop too deep and he was fast, and Buskenster was telling him from the sidelines not to drop too deep and to keep an eye out for counter-attacking opportunities.
Villarreal didn't have to wait long for the goal, and in the 75th minute, Rossi and substitute veteran Pire knocked down their opponent from behind when they grabbed Digan in the box, and Digan fell to the ground and tripped Pierre, and the referee awarded Villarreal a penalty.
This penalty caused collective dissatisfaction up and down Schalke 04, Rossi and Pire pushed to hit Deegan first, obviously a foul, but the referee instead ruled that Deegan fell to the ground and accidentally brought Pire to the ground was a foul.
Naked partiality, Zhang Yuan angrily rushed from the opponent's half to the place of the incident and asked the referee, "How can this ball be counted as their foul first!"
"Please, you can see clearly!" said Neuer, the captain of the field, with his hands folded in prayer.
The referee was unmoved, still a firm judgment, Zhang Yuan was angry, and his mouth was Chinese.
"Are you Black Whistle!"
This time the referee selectively became deaf, and he couldn't understand it, but it was certainly not a good word!
Neuer hurriedly hugged Zhang Yuan and left, Made, this can only be endured, Zhang Yuan can't get off the field anymore, otherwise the 10-man Schalke 04 will face more pressure, and Zhang Yuan can also contain Villarreal's attack in the frontcourt.
"Dude, bear with me! You don't want us to fight one less person!" Neuer has become the vice-captain, and he has a much stronger sense of responsibility, and sometimes he can handle things more from the overall situation.
"That turtle king bastard! It's clearly biased towards them!" Zhang Yuan was angry, chattering endlessly, but he walked away helplessly, damn the big picture!
Degan was still there to complain to the referee, and in the end it was Hevedes and Neuer who pulled him away, it was useless to shout, the referee was the authority on the pitch at this moment, and there was nothing good to do against them.
In the face of this opportunity sent to the door, how could Villarreal miss it, Rossi assisted, Neuer judged the wrong direction, and the ball went into the net.
Villarreal equalised at home and the fans cheered!
Buskens was so angry that he yelled at the referee from the sidelines, and it was an honour that he got a red card and was sent off in the stands.
A few minutes later, to make matters worse, in the 80th minute, Schalke 04 won a corner on a counter-attack.
Zhang Yuan and Bruno competed for the top, jumping higher than Bruno, and Bruno jumped just in time to hit Zhang Yuan's face with his head.
The ball was topped by Zhang Yuan, and Zhang Yuan covered his face and fell to the ground, in pain.
Di Gan stepped forward to take a look, and the blood from Zhang Yuan's fingers was just flowing out, miserable!
Deegan hurriedly motioned to the sidelines for the team doctor to hurry in, and Larek entered the field with his assistant, "Zhang Yuan, how do you feel?"
"I'm fine, but I'm a little dizzy!" Zhang Yuan still refused to let go of his hand, his tears flowed out just now, and his nose was hot and surging.
With the help of his assistant, Larek removed Zhang Yuan's hand and found that Zhang Yuan's face was covered in blood, and Deegan was startled next to him.
Larek wiped the blood on Zhang Yuan's face with a cotton ball, and found the injured part, it turned out that the bridge of the nose was broken, and the nose that bleed the most was the nose.
The referee motioned to the sidelines for a stretcher, and soon the stretcher lifted Zhang Yuan out of the sidelines, Schalke 04's heart sank, and it was over, Zhang Yuan was injured and looked serious.
Like Schalke 04 fans, there are also two commentators on the sports station, as well as countless fans who care about and support Zhang Yuan.
"Zhang Yuan is injured to the end! This time the injury is not light, and his face looks full of blood!" He Wei couldn't help but gasp.
"Look at the slow motion, Bruno and Zhang Yuan's head collided together, Bruno put his head on Zhang Yuan's face, he is fine! Zhang Yuan is a little miserable this time, I don't know where he was injured!" Tao Wei was slightly unhappy. (To be continued.) )