At this point, Zhuo Yang finally figured out the taste: it is impossible for Iranians to become Saiyans, and they are very weak. Seeing the essence of the problem clearly, Zhuo Yang lost his appetite for one-on-one with Zandi, and was a little tired.

"Mad dog, mad dog!" Zhuo Yang shouted to Karl Rand: "You keep an eye on the Iranians, I'll clean up the ...... That number 28. He pointed to Kaiserslautern midfielder Engelhardt, who had been involved in several organisations and transfers from Karlsruhe this summer, causing a lot of problems for Ponpunluis.

"Don't worry, I'll leave it to me. I'm still wondering, how can you have such a big spirit to play for a long time, I feel bored when I look at it. ”

"......" Zhuo Yang was a little embarrassed: "Hey, I'm eye-catching, I thought this kid might come to a show like that!" ”

Mad Dog Rand suddenly had a spirit: "Fuck, don't scare me Zhuo Yang, you can't let people live like this?" What about forcing me to retire? "Rand's experience of supergod Barkley without breaking down is enough to show that his mental quality is outstanding among players.

Rand didn't collapse, but Zandi was on the verge of collapse.

Zhuo Yang threw the Iranian to the mad dog, he was too lazy to deal with an unchallenging opponent again, but this time he looked away again. Zandi was completely like a walking dead on the field, and the light in his pupils was scattered, not to mention that the famous mad dog of Madiburg had no difficulty biting him, and continued to knock Zandi to the head after biting. Even if Miss Silvia wears the jersey, she will be able to prevent Zandi from moving at this time.

With stoppage time all coming in, anyone could see that Zandi was out of game, Coach Yala was waiting for the Iranian to be replaced at half-time, and the old core Sforza was ready to warm up. Who knew that in just such a moment, it became the last straw that broke the Persian camel's back.

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They were all people who ate this bowl of rice all year round, and Kaiserslautern's teammates also saw that Zandi was no longer fit to continue fighting, so everyone stopped passing the ball to him, and he wandered around alone on the field. Zandi, who had no idea of tactical movement in his mind, wandered near the right touchline, staring blankly at the canal water rushing outside the grid wall of Victor Stadium, and the football rolled to his feet.

As it mattered, after the Cobra Iliye and Kaiser defender Wentzel faced each other in succession, the football lost control and just came to Zandi. After all, he was a football player, and subconsciously stopped the ball, and Zandi looked at Zhuo Yang in front of him at a loss.

Things are still like this, Zhuo Yang just transitioned the football to the front court, and before he could run up to catch it, the football turned back and fell at the feet of the Iranian, which happened to be not far from Zhuo Yang.

Even if you are too lazy to go one-on-one with him, there is no reason why you don't defend when everyone is in front of you. Zhuo Yang, who has always been very serious in doing things, immediately concentrated on putting on a posture and released his aura. So, Zandi panicked completely, and he forgot what to do. Mom, the Chinese will scare me to death, Mom, save me!

Therefore, people do not know their potential until they are in a desperate situation. Seeing Zhuo Yanghu's round eyes on the opposite side, his eyes were full of murderous aura, and the whole person was ready to send a devastating blow, Zandi suddenly had a flash of inspiration in his mind, and immediately kicked the football out of the sideline without hesitation.

The football is gone, how can you defend me?

Poor Freedon Zandi is completely devastated!

Zhuo Yang was stupid, he had never encountered such an unbelievable thing, and for the first time, he let his opponent mess up his brain. The players on both sides are stupid, they have never seen such a. Everyone was dumbfounded, and there was an uproar and boos at Victor Stadium. Only one Iranian, Zandi, stood there smug: Mom, I did it!

Coach Kurt Yala stretched out his right hand and slapped him viciously on the door of the head three times, shaking everyone else's heart. "Siriako, Siriaco, don't warm up." Hurry up and greet Sforza. "Get on now, right now!" I can't wait a second, not half a second.

When Zandi walked back to the bench in a trance, the resentful Coach Yara couldn't help but feel distressed when he looked at him: What a crime this kid has suffered, and God knows what he has experienced?

"Ferry......, take a break...... "After all, his performance has been good before, or he wouldn't have squeezed the veteran Sforza on the bench, Yara patiently comforted Zandi: "Just go back and adjust, you may ...... It's tired......"

Zandi turned his head to look at his coach, his eyes were peaceful, and the corners of his mouth were slightly hooked and smiled: "No, no, no, I've already eaten, you're welcome, please use it slowly." ”

Coach Yara's hair exploded: "Team doctor! Team Medic——! ”

Sforza didn't have time to touch the ball on the pitch, and the first half was over, and Madiburg temporarily led 3-0 at home.

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During the break, Zandi was polite in the away team's dressing room, with a hammer in the east and a mallet in the west, and you asked the gate building that he said there was a scab on his butt.

Back in Kaiserslautern, after neurological treatment and the intervention of a psychiatrist, Zandi finally returned to normal. However, from then on, he began to become mediocre, and after this season, he quickly sank, and then fell from the Bundesliga to the Bundesliga, and finally went to play in the West Asian Qatari League.

Of course, even if the standard plummets, Zandi will naturally be quite okay in Asia, but there is a big gap with the expectations of the Iranians.

A few days after the match with Madiburg, Zandi's agent, the chief agent of German football and the top 10 agents in world football, Sterut, returned from Tehran, and he negotiated all the conditions with the Iranian Football Association, and basically the other party nodded and agreed to all his demands. Later, both sides made a public statement in the media at the same time: Fryton Zandi, a famous Bundesliga star and the core of Kaiserslautern midfield, joined the Iranian national team and will play for the Persian Army.

The Iranian Football Federation is envisioning that they are about to welcome an Asian big brother, and their national team will have a dream midfield that will not lose to European countries.

But Zandi made his debut for the national team in a friendly against Azerbaijan in January, and it took just 45 minutes for head coach Branko Ivankovic to decide his fate as a substitute for the national team.

A mediocre Iranian international!

Zandi's technique, awareness, organization, and response skills are still quite good, at least ahead of the vast majority of Asian players, but his biggest problem is the fear of physical confrontation. As a professional player born in German football, as a Persian international with an iron-blooded tradition, Freeton Zandi turned out to be -

Harm, fear, body, body, right, resistance!!

Afraid of anything, later in a Qatari league game, Zandi hesitated to dodge in the confrontation and caused a calf fracture. Zandi sat on the ground holding his calf at a right angle, crying hysterically and calling his father and mother, and the picture was miserable. His football story ended completely at that moment, and no one connected all this with Zhuo Yang at that time.

After gossiping, back to this game, in the 10th round of the 2004-05 Bundesliga season, Madiborg hosted Kaiserslautern in the second half.