Chapter Sixty-Nine: Mintal's Ambition
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Looking at the people in Mainz who were celebrating, a figure secretly clenched his fist.
Eighteen years ago, a Slovak teenager happened to see a group of children of the same age playing football on the side of the street.
He was very disdainful because he wanted to make money, and he was only ten years old that year.
By chance, he was told that a football star had bought a Mercedes and that the football star earned $30,000 a year.
So he asked the adult, "Can you still make money playing football?" Is this person the one who makes the most money playing football? β
The man told him, "There are people who earn two or three times more than him." β
On that day, the 10-year-old sneaked into the academy of a club.
After a lot of hard work, at the age of 20, he became an adult and became a professional footballer.
The team signed him to a professional contract and told him that there was an added bonus for scoring goals.
As a result, he became the team's best scorer.
In eight years, eight years at the Slovak club Ε½ilina, he won three league goalscorers' titles.
At the age of twenty-eight, he learned by chance that a German club was going to buy him.
On that day, for the first time in his life, he indulged himself and was very drunk.
Half a season, he spent half a season of crazy goals, conquering everyone in the team and conquering every fan.
However, suddenly one day, he saw a news article that said that someone had scored a goal that had approached him.
From that day on, he went crazy, chasing goals every game and driving the team forward.
Finally, on this day, Mintal met Mainz.
That morning, Mintal was teary-eyed and vowed to catch up with his opponent in the race.
From this day on, football is no longer just about money, there is more to it.
"You have fifteen balls, I have fourteen balls, and I will catch up with you!"
Wang Zhen, who was celebrating in the corner kick area, didn't know that there was such a gaze staring at him in the distance.
In the eleventh minute of the first half, Mintal received a pass from his teammates in the midfield, dribbled the ball all the way, passed Christopher Babac, and came to the front of the penalty area ten meters away.
The soccer ball spun and flew into the corner.
Timo Woche tried his best to leap but couldn't touch the ball and the ball flew towards the goal, only to float up and off the crossbar the moment it got close to the goal.
In the fifteenth minute of the first half, just four minutes later, Mintal made a comeback, receiving a football on the right side of the penalty area and rushing to the bottom line.
In the face of his teammates' constant running, Mintar turned a deaf ear, turned a blind eye, and directly kicked and shot.
Timo Chievo burst out, but the ball rolled off the post first.
In the eighteenth minute, Mintal saw that he could not rush into the penalty area and shot from distance again.
On the sidelines, Wolfgang frowned, crossed his hands on his hips, and watched everything on the court.
Assistant coach Dieter Rayfords looked sideways: "Do you want to remind him?" β
"No, let's take a second look, Mintal has a strong ability to create kick-making opportunities in individual singles, I believe him."
"But he's had a game where you had a lot of shots and didn't score, so it can be a crucial game!" Dieter sighed.
Wolfgang's stiff face suddenly turned into a smile: "Do you think our team has an advantage in which position to play against the opponent, and in terms of tactical system, do we have an advantage?" β
"Huh!" Dieter Stopper.
Wolfgang laughed: "I watched, he was very calm when shooting, and his technical movements were completely stretched, since the other party chose to fully trust Wang Zhen, then I also unconditionally chose to believe in Mintal!" β
On the pitch, Mintar was out of breath after three consecutive waves of attacks.
On the side of the court, there was a sudden melodious singing.
"In the wind and rain, you are moving forward, and we are also with you, after the struggle, we will usher in victory, Mintar, Mintar, move forward together!"
Hearing the song, Mintal's eyes widened: "The fans actually wrote a song for me?" β
Actually, you will never walk alone, changed the lyrics, however, this is a great support for a player.
Mintar clenched his fists and kept muttering something.
No. 8 Arcecho KΕΎinowik whispered as he ran: "Don't be pressured, it means that the fans like you, just play normally, I'll help you." β
In the whole of Nuremberg, there is a squad that is five times higher than Mainz's salary, and the high is higher than the midfield.
Together, Achcherko and Mintal's wages would pay off everyone on the field in Mainz except Benjamin.
However, anyone with a discerning eye can see that Mainz is stronger than Nuremberg, because Mainz has produced too many talents this year.
On this side, Mainz hastily completed an attack and was pressed directly into his arms by Darius, and when Wang Zhen and the others retreated, Darius threw the ball out.
Their centre-back, American Anthony, pushed the ball back into the box.
Darius ran up to meet the football is big foot.
The soccer ball flies to the front.
Arcecho KΕinovic jumped with his back to goal, stopped the ball past Shandro Schwarzer, and then, pretending to turn around, crossed the ball.
Nearby, Marek Mintal, who was rushing in, took control of the ball and rushed to the penalty area.
Marek Mintal's speed is not too fast, not as fast as Ribery, not to mention Wang Zhen, Spasoye Brajic came out and pressed Mintal tightly to prevent him from speeding.
On the sidelines, Klopp couldn't sit still and rushed out: "It's going to be bad, it's going to be bad!" β
Sure enough, although Spasoye was talented, he was inexperienced, and was shaken out of position by Mintal's fake pass.
With the space for this step, Mintal, who was still quite strong, directly squeezed past Spasoye and appeared alone in the penalty area.
In the face of Timo's attack, Mintal did not hesitate and hit the door directly!
At that moment, Wolfgang also rushed out of the coach's seat, clenching his fists.
This one, compared to the first three, is much higher in quality!
Mintal went to the ground after finishing his shot, staring at the football.
Timo Chievo makes a flying pounce and pounces on the right position!
However, the football slipped through his armpit.
"Butter hands!"
The next moment, the ball rolled into the goal.
The on-site commentator frantically shouted: "TOOOOOOOOOR-!" Mintal, great Mintal, Malek scored again for Nuremberg! β
The German one also played the German second golden boot list for the first time.
With 15 goals, Mintar tied for first place with Wang Zhen.
However, Wang Zhen took less time, so the current top scorer still belongs to Wang Zhen, but the Golden Boot has been evenly divided.
Madius laughed: "Bincy, have you ever seen such an interesting scene, the German Second Division can still have such a beautiful game, both sides did not play the traditional rush, but showed a lot of passing cooperation, dribbling breakthrough." β
Bincy smiled, "Really? I think Mintal's move angered Wang Zhen, and Mainz should adopt a rushing tactic. β
The song of Mintal grew louder and louder at the scene.
In the first half, neither side was able to seize the remaining time to score, although the attack came and went, but the effect was not good.
At half-time, Klopp didn't blame anyone: "This is their home stadium after all, but we have to win the game, if we don't beat Nuremberg here, they will threaten our title plans, continue to attack in the second half, and after scoring goals, I will make adjustments!" β
Ribery bumped into Wang Zhen: "The other party has issued a war letter, are you ready to respond?" β
"If you don't respond, you're a bastard!"