"Ali,"

"Ali,"

"Ali!"

The Iranian fans, who had been silent, could finally cheer their stars in the stands, and after watching the game for so long, they finally saw Ali Daei run out once, and although this goal was easy, it was not easy to come by.

When Chinese players shine in the Bundesliga, Iranian players have always been the backdrop and used as a foil. Today is finally a big day.

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Li Weifeng's confidence was shattered, and it could be seen from his dim and confused eyes that he couldn't move his feet, and two of the three lost balls were related to him.

In particular, the third goal just conceded was simply a personal performance by Salihamidzic, who became a complete background emperor.

In contrast, it is naturally critical damage.

"Don't be discouraged," Zheng Zhi didn't know what to comfort, so he could only come up and pat him on the shoulder to encourage him.

Li Weifeng didn't say anything, just bit his lip tightly, and he was about to bleed.

The other teammates also lost their spirits, and they all looked like plague chickens.

No matter how energetic Zheng Zhi is, he can't boost the morale of the whole team, unless he can pull back a goal immediately.

But time is running out in the first half, and Bayern Munich won't give them easy chances to score.

I don't know when, the assistant coach had already brought Schuster a pack of cigarettes, and Schuster just put it in his mouth and didn't light it. Biting and biting, all that was left was the butt of the cigarette, because he bit it off.

At the end of the first half, the score was still 0:3.

As he stepped off the pitch, the Bayern Munich fan next to the tunnel leaned on the railing and shouted.

"Hey,"

"Bernd,"

"Have you eaten enough? Didn't eat enough and even two? ”

"Don't worry, it's still in the second half."

The muscles on Schuster's face shook violently, stimulated too hard. Excited, he raised his right hand and immediately gave the Bayern fans a middle finger.

"Fack!"

"Falk Squid!"

"Fack!"

He scolded three times in a row, and that's his riposte, before he got into the tunnel.

Where could Bayern Munich fans think Schuster was more aggressive than them? dared to give up the middle finger, but Schuster ran away, and they couldn't be angry.

Seeing Zheng Zhi passing by shortly after, they finally found the object of venting.

"Hey,"

"Zheng,"

"You're a clown in front of Lothar."

"You're far from him."

Zheng Zhi didn't have such a big reaction as Schuster just now, and his heart was quite calm. It's just a loss, I don't think it's a big deal, and I didn't play seriously just now.

These words were not too much, so he silently walked into the players' tunnel, but after glancing at his teammates, his teammates drooped their heads one by one, as if they had lost their souls.

He couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

You're going to lose......

It can't be helped, sometimes, you simply can't turn the tide. For the first time, he felt powerless......

As soon as they walked into the dressing room, they were immediately scolded by Schuster.

"What's wrong?"

"Is this a dead man?"

"Otherwise, what are you doing with these black faces!"

"Raise your head!"

"What did I tell you in the first half? Kick harder than them! But you are all like girls, I wish they were pressed and rubbed on the turf, so you lost 0:3. ”

"Look at your face, is it comfortable? Orgasm? ”

"Lee!"

"Haven't you learned how to tackle?"

"You're going to let him dance in front of you?"

"Fabio, where were you when you conceded the ball?"

"Zheng, didn't you bring your brains today?"

"Didn't you hear what those bastards said, they still want to continue to score goals, so that you are well fed, I am full, you are not full and watch it!"

"With that kind of morale and attitude, going to play in the UEFA Cup next year? That's a joke! ”

……

……

Schuster took all his anger on the players, and many of the words were hard to hear, but everyone finally raised their heads and his tone softened a lot.

"Even if we lose, we can't walk out with our heads down."

"We still have time."

'We're going to try to score goals, we can't score goals, and we're going to get them peeled off.'

"I want to at least see the glory of defeat!"

……

……

Before returning to the court, Schuster smoked another cigarette, and when he arrived on the court, his eyes suddenly lit up.

Hey

And what about the guy?

His eyes searched for Mateus, but he didn't find him on the field.

Down?

He looked over to Bayern's bench again, and sure enough, he saw that Mateus was already sitting on the bench.

It turned out that he was replaced by Jerimes.

With three balls in hand, it was normal for Heathfield to replace him for a break.

Why not replace Salihamidzic? Schuster also complained, and these two guys tortured Frankfurt to death.

"Zheng!"

Taking advantage of the fact that the game did not start, he immediately called Zheng Zhi to his side.

"Mateus is down,"

"You still have a chance to prove it."

"I'm going to attack!" He patted Zheng Zhi on the shoulder, once again reaffirming his will and determination.

"You can!"

After sending Zheng Zhi away, Schuster made a substitution adjustment, and Salu came on to replace Yang Chen.

Yang Chen handed in the blank roll again.

Then Brinkmann and Chamak also started warming up on the sidelines.

Because of Mateus's departure, Schuster rekindled hope......

Originally, Heathfield planned to give Mateus 60 minutes, but now with three goals in hand, he only gave Mateus half of the court, and Mateus was already on the bench with his arms outstretched and sitting next to Effenberg with a big grin. Now he wouldn't mind Effenberg beeping at his lips again, because he was good enough and Effenberg was quiet as a puppet.

"Look,"

"This is the real Bayern."

"Are you okay?"

"Humph!" Effenberg just snorted coldly......

……

Jerimes is a bit further down the pitch and he doesn't have as Matthaus as he was before. That's the difference.

Jerimes is basically a purely defensive midfielder, but Matthaus is not. Without Mateus's organization, Bayern's offensive ability is actually declining, even in defense, and Jerimes is at least one level lower than Mateus.

"Although Jerimes can't play the role of Mateus, the defense is still okay, and it shouldn't be a big problem."

"Mateus has helped the team win the offense, all that's left is to defend."

Breitner wasn't worried at all.

After a few minutes of scorching action, the game started to heat up again, with Jerimes taking the lead against Grosso who cut inside with the ball, and Eintracht Frankfurt won a well-placed set-piece on the left side of the box.

"This location, not dangerous."

"Zheng can't just shoot the ball into the goal, he doesn't have that kind of technique, although some media have blown his free-kick skills well."

"Just stand in a good position and keep an eye on the people in the penalty area."

Indeed, the angle is too small, Zheng Zhi cannot shoot directly, and only by passing the ball into the big penalty area of Bayern Munich can he create any chances.

Zheng Zhi did just that, and the ball he drove directly to the top of Klose's head, and the landing point was excellent! But Ali Daei, who came back to defend, rushed in front of him and pushed the ball out.

"Alexander!"

Shure got the ball on the right side of the penalty area, but heard Zheng Zhi's voice. After taking the set-piece, Zheng Zhi immediately ran to the middle.

Shure, of course, heard his voice, and with a horizontal pluck of his right foot, Zheng Zhi was more than two meters in the ball, just giving him plenty of room and time to adjust.

"Huh!"

"He's going to shoot!"

I, Captain China

I, Captain China