Chapter 290: The Confederation Cup Curse

On December 19, Brazil and the Czech Republic played their first semi-final.

Brazil's advantage was evident after the opening kick-off, with the first attack forming a shot on goal. Denilson met the ball in the box and pushed it away, and Czech goalkeeper Petel made a deep save to keep the ball out of the line.

Rivaldo accurately kicked the ball to the front post and it was youngster Denilson who was running up from outside the box and scrambling the ball towards goal in front of the Czech defender.

This time, Patel couldn't react and could only watch the ball go into the net.

The stunning performance of the youngster Denilson attracted the attention of the world, and in Brazil, where there are many stars, everyone is once again cheering for a supernova who can stand out from the "stars".

The frightened Czech Republic was caught off guard by the sudden goal, and for a while the players were in different mentalities, and the Brazilian team almost seized the opportunity to expand the score.

In the 22nd minute, Romario went down the left side, and Ronaldo shot from the edge of the penalty area, but unfortunately the ball was high above the crossbar. Three minutes later, the Czechs launched a clever and quick counter-attack at the back, and Nedved won the ball in midfield and fired a through ball to help his team-mates form a 2-on-3 situation in front. Unfortunately, Poboski's forced shot went wide of the right post and Brazil escaped.

The unlucky Brazil extended their lead after three points, and in the 29th minute, Carlos' powerful shot led to Patel's escape. It wasn't until he really faced Carlos that the goalkeeper found that not every goalkeeper could catch the ball like China and Europe.

In fact, before the match against Brazil, Ou Chuliang had instructed him. If you have to give Brazil a free-kick, it's better to get as far away from goal as possible.

Far away, there is still a little chance; If it's too close, the goalkeeper is nothing but a human wall.

Patel's powerful blow to Carlos was misjudged, and the ball rolled to Ronaldo's feet, where he easily slotted into the net.

After the score expanded, the Brazilian team played more and more easily, and the game turned on the samba mode.

The Samba Army, who were looking for a delicate style of possession, began to show off their dance in the opposition half, especially Denilson. When the youngster is in possession, it takes at least three defenders to cut the ball off.

With such superb ball control skills, the world's top giants began to calculate the price of buying him.

In the second half, the Czechs, who had adapted to the game, began to fight back.

In the 51st minute, Nedved made a foul on the front of the Brazilian penalty area and won a free kick, and the ball was hoisted into the Brazilian penalty area. The hasty Dida turned out to be a butter hand, the main Czech striker Pavel. Kuka followed up with a follow-up shot, but unfortunately Kafu stepped down and blocked the ball on the goal line.

The increasingly courageous Czechs seem to have found their groove and threatened the Brazilian goal as much as possible in the upcoming games.

In the 62nd minute, it was Nedved who delivered a straight pass, and Kuka shot the ball high with a single knife;

In the 71st minute, Poboski's far-corner shot after a high-speed breakthrough was saved by the tall Dida;

In the 79th minute, Nedved himself stepped in and shook off all the defenders in front of Brazil with speed and footwork, but unfortunately knocked the ball away in the face of the attacking Dida.

The game lasted until the 83rd minute, when Vladimir. Smitchell was brought down by Ze Roberto in the Brazil penalty area to help the Czech Republic win a penalty.

Nedved converted the penalty to save face for the Czech.

Then, again, the game entered the "Denelson moment".

As in the match against China, Denilson used his smooth dribbling and delicate foot skills to single-handedly challenge the entire Czech defence again and again.

Anyone can tell that his dribbling is not about breaking through the goal, but about delaying time in possession.

Every time he was forced into a corner, with no Brazilian player three metres away, the Czech fans booed.

After many times, those people who eat melons also began to think.

Why can the Brazilian team adopt such a "rogue tactic", and can their own country's team replicate it?

It wasn't until years later that people fully understood.

There is only one Brazilian team in the world, and there is only one Denilson in the world!

Brazil advanced to the final 2-1 and are already looking forward to winning the first Confederations Cup.

For a team that has a permanent collection of the Remet Cup, it's Brazilian!

To Ou Chuliang's surprise, Ronaldo's first call after the win turned out to be to himself.

In the phone porridge, Ronaldo was excited like a child.

"Hey, oh, did you see that? We've made it to the finals! ”

"I didn't expect us to meet again so soon!"

"I'm really looking forward to meeting you in the finals, and when the time comes, I'll let you know how good the aliens are, hahaha!"

Ou Chuliang never thought that he would be able to talk to aliens for so long, and when he hung up the phone and returned to his room, he was greeted by the malicious eyes of his teammates.

"It's really a dog, if only there was a long-haired beauty on the other end of the phone. But who would have thought that it was a bald rabbit tooth! Ou Chuliang pursed his lips, took off his clothes and pants, and went directly into the bathroom to wash away the bad luck.

The next day, the Chinese team and Uruguay played the second semi-final of the Confederations Cup.

In this game, Ladd lined up a 442 formation. Due to the bans of Li Tie, Wu Chengying and Sun Jihai, the Chinese team is basically a semi-main lineup this time.

Although it was 442, a discerning person could see at a glance that Ladd had his own ideas.

The Yugoslavs placed their young teammates in the left winger position, trying to make a way from this side. And the left-back Li Bing behind him is the unsheathed sword.

Peng Weiguo, who originally played in the front midfield, was sent to the right side, and Yu Hewei and Ma Mingyu in the middle.

Ladd's idea was solid, and he played a quick counter-attack from the left and used his speed to impact the opponent's defence.

Such a lineup arrangement made some fans who are familiar with the national football players a little surprised and a little confused. But after all, there was a shortage of soldiers and short generals, and they didn't say anything.

Although the scene was not noisy with gongs and drums and firecrackers, the main stand was still full of fans.

In the 56th minute of the game, the score on the field had become 1-2, and the Chinese team was one goal behind.

Seeing the opponent's defensive counterattack, Li Jinyu asked: "Lao Sun, if this ball were you, how would you kick it?" ”

"Me? Which time did I not come back in time after I went up?! Sun Jihai pursed his lips.

In the stadium, Uruguay took advantage of the unsuccessful counterattack of the Chinese team and also played a quick counterattack from the other side of the court.

The ball was kicked into the air by a defender, and the Uruguayan centre-back took advantage of the overhead player's leak to catch up quickly. Facing Li Ming, who rushed forward, and Ou Chuliang, who attacked, the Uruguayan striker gently picked up his right foot, allowing the ball to go over the heads of the two and into the net.

At 3-1, Uruguay extended the score again.

"Alas! The tacit understanding between Li Ming and Xiaoou is still not high! Gu Ming let out a long sigh.

"Yes, if Li Ming hadn't blocked Brother Ou, this ball would have been punched out by Brother Ou a long time ago!" Li Tie also said in a deep voice.

When chasing points, he lost the ball again, and the fans in the stands also looked at each other.

One ball can be chased, two balls...

"It's hard to say that a good woman can't cook without rice!" Looking at the national football players who were busy on the field, Rossi couldn't help but sigh.

"Actually, Li Ming played well, but the tacit understanding with Ou Chuliang in this position was very low. It can be seen that when they usually train, these two people rarely catch and practice. ”

There are still many problems exposed by the Chinese team, even if it is coach Ladd, he is leading the team to the World Cup for the first time.

But this time in the Confederations Cup, the Chinese team is not here to win the championship, but to simulate the World Cup and review its own shortcomings.

Wang Junsheng knows this best.

So when I knew that Zhang Xiaorui basically said goodbye to next year's World Cup, he was the most uncomfortable in my heart.

Every Jianlibao player is his sweetheart, and he also knows that for a team of 30 people, it would be good to have three or five people stand out!

Now that Ou Chuliang has exceeded this number, Jianlibao, who is far away in Brazil, can continue to export cadres for the national football team. The rest of the Jianlibao players generally have no problem getting ahead in the A-A teams, but when they rise to the national team and come to such fierce competitions as the Confederations Cup and the World Cup, there is still a little bit of inadequacy.

In the 70th minute of the game, Ladd replaced Yao Xia with Li Jinyu, and in fact, the 18-man squad removed the substitute goalkeeper and 3 suspended players, and he had little choice.

"Brother Yao, give." Seeing Yao Xia walking towards him, Li Tie immediately handed over a towel.

"Alas! Tiezi, Brother Yao is sorry for you, you didn't make any contributions! Yao Xia put a towel over his head, and sat on the bench chair gasping for air.

It's okay to watch the players cheer hard off the field, and only when Yao Xia is on the field does he know how fierce the PK is with the top teams in the world.

If it weren't for the discussion of running desperately in the front court, if it weren't for Ou Chuliang and General Fan in the back, the Chinese team would have collapsed long ago.

Seeing that the game was about to end, Dayu, who had just come on the field, won a free kick on the right side.

Dayu personally took the penalty, and the ball flew over the head of the wall and drilled into the upper right corner of the goal.

The Chinese team tied the score at 2-3 before the end.

After the restart, the Uruguayan began to pour his feet at the back. Three minutes of stoppage time were wasted like this.

When the whistle blew at the end of the match, the council cried to the cheers of the Uruguayan fans.

"Woo... Woooooo

"Ou, Brother Ou, I, I'm sorry for you, yes, I'm sorry for everyone, I'm sorry for the coach, woo woo..."

Counselling ran all over the pitch and created a number of chances on the left. Li Bing's first assist was created through his pulling. But after all, he did not play the key role as before, and he did not score a goal or assist at the end of the game.

"Alright, stop crying! What do men cry about? Ou Chuliang scraped the corner of the deliberative eye with his bandaged right hand, "How can you not lose playing football?" It only makes sense to win or lose! ”

"But... Wow!!! ”

remembered that Ou Chuliang comforted himself so gently after every loss, and he couldn't control his emotions anymore and cried loudly.

Ou Chuliang didn't expect the Shang Council to come to this set, no, he had already coaxed it, why did the embankment break again now?

With a roll of his eyes, Ou Chuliang put his arm across the neck of the discussion, lowered his head and whispered, "Xiaoyi, don't cry." If you promise me not to cry, I'll tell you a secret. ”

"W-What's the secret?" As soon as he heard that there was a "secret", the curious discussion quickly stopped sobbing.

Ou Chuliang pretended to look up mysteriously and looked around, at this time, on the empty football field, where were there other people around?

"Xiaoyi, have you heard of the Confederations Cup curse?"

"The Confederations Cup curse? What is that? The discussion was curious.

The Confederations Cup has just been held once, and there is a curse?

But the deliberations, who were crying so hard at this time, apparently did not notice this.

"The curse of the Confederations Cup is..."Ou Chuliang said this, his eyebrows furrowed, and he whispered like a ghost story: "Whoever wins the Confederations Cup will definitely not win the World Cup the following year!" ”

"What? Is that really the case? The first time he heard this "legend", he subconsciously stopped his tears.

Just when Ou Chuliang was secretly proud of his "clever move", the naΓ―ve discussion asked again: "Then, that Ou Ge, according to what you said, if we didn't win the Confederations Cup, can we win the World Cup?" ”

"It's... This one... Maybe, maybe..."Ou Chuliang slapped his forehead.

At this moment, Ou Chuliang only felt that he had lifted a stone and hit his feet.