Chapter 116: There's a Kind of You Say It Again (Asking for a Monthly Pass)
Barak crossed his hands on his waist and looked at Zheng Zhi helplessly again, he didn't know how many times he had shown such an expression on his face today.
Almost all of them were brought by Zheng Zhi.
From contempt to differentiation, to respect, to recognition now? His mind changed too much in this game. What a formidable opponent, he is four years younger than himself, and he has always thought that 22 years old is strong enough, but the 18-year-old Zheng Zhi has made him wonder if he is one of the most talented players after all.
Why, at this age, can he do so well? He was promoted to the first team of Kemnitz in the Bundesliga at the age of 18 and then got a starting role at the age of 19, and he is now at the heart of Eintracht Frankfurt's midfield at the age of 18?
There is no harm if there is no contrast, and even the guy who stands at the top of the pyramid will have a stronger guy coming out. Of course, he still thinks that he is much better than Zheng Zhi, but he is only unhappy because of his age, because Zheng Zhi did what he did at the age of 21 or 22 when he was 18 years old.
"Michael?"
"Michael!"
"Watch the ball!"
Marshall almost roared, and the bruises on his face were instantly exposed, because the ball he knocked on Ballack was almost broken by Yang Chen, this is playing the game, Ballack can still desert, and he didn't even hear the referee blow the whistle of the game again.
Fortunately, Ballack woke up in time and subconsciously knocked the ball to Rachinho, and as soon as he woke up, he regained his vitality. The game is not over yet, the winner must be decided, the draw is a failure for Kaiserslautern, the old guys don't know if they are satisfied or not, but he is certainly not satisfied, it is a shame to be held to a draw by Eintracht Frankfurt on his home turf.
He stopped Latchinho's pass with the outside of his left instep, then quickly turned his ankle and slammed the ball with the inside instep to immediately dunk the ball to the right front.
Shure was head-on, but undaunted, and flicked to the right again, immediately dodging the space. The corner of his eye glanced at Zheng Zhi and found that Zheng Zhi was running towards him diagonally. But he didn't fight, and suddenly cut out a through ball with the outside of his right foot!
Give the dummy!
This guy will too? Zheng Zhi was stunned for a moment, and then quickly ran in the direction of his goal, Ballack's pass had penetrated the Frankfurt defense, Booker on the right quickly inserted and got the ball, Pedersen couldn't catch up in time, Booker rushed to the right side of the penalty area.
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An inverted triangle return pass, and the ball rolls straight towards Wagner.
didn't have time to have extra thoughts, Zheng Zhi slid from the side and back, and hooked directly to Wagner's feet!
There were no fouls and the shovel was quite nice. It was Zheng Zhi's most pressing move in defense, but he still made his foot when it was time to shoot, and Wagner couldn't get a shot on goal.
At the last moment, Zheng Zhi still lifted the danger outside the forbidden area. Pedersen finally got hold of the ball, but he didn't expect Ballack to appear behind him so quickly.
Just about to adjust his pace, but Ballack pried from behind, the ball was stolen by Ballack, Pedersen's ball protection was too amateurish, but now no one has time to blame Pedersen, because Ballack has already taken two steps forward and is about to enter the Frankfurt penalty area.
Zheng Zhi had already gotten up from the turf and rushed towards Barak's side desperately, but Barak had already made a hard bow and almost concentrated all his strength on his lower right leg.
Shoot with your feet in a rage! The thick thigh shook the air, and the right foot slammed into the ball like a steel plate.
Bang –
The ground was thundering, and the strength of this shot was definitely at least twice as strong as Zheng Zhi's free kick just now. It's the same boccia, but the ball goes to the far post!
Nikolov didn't have more time to react, he fell directly on the spot and pounced sideways, and his right hand subconsciously slapped forward, almost not blocking!
The ball was saved by him, and Risher slapped his horse to the left side of the penalty area and slotted the ball directly with his left foot.
Knock –
Another powerful shot at goal, but he slid the ball straight into Nikolov's arms.
With a pop, the ball rolled out of the front of the goal again. In front of the goal, it instantly turned into a chaotic battle, everyone rushed to the ball, all with thick arms and legs, and the referee's eyes didn't even dare to blink.
At the critical moment, it was Schneider's small body that took advantage, and he took the first step to kick the ball out of the bottom line.
call
call
Call.
Almost every Eintracht Frankfurt player was gasping for air, his fitness had reached the limit, and it was really not easy to fight so far, Schneider even bent down and put his hands on his knees.
Fatigue and fitness test every Eintracht Frankfurt player!
This time Sforza opted for a quick corner kick and passed the ball to Hetruka, who didn't actually pass the ball back to Sforza.
Zheng Zhi actually appeared in this position! Just now he was still defending on the left side, and when the two sides arranged corner kick tactics, Zheng Zhi actually cruised to the right side, just because he was worried that Schneider's physical fitness was not enough, so he came over to make up for it in advance, but he didn't expect Hetruka to pass the ball.
That's easy to do.
Da, Hetruca forcibly accelerated! He wanted to use his speed to pass Zheng Zhi.
However, he took it for granted, and Zheng Zhi had already guessed that the speedy full-back would do this. He boldly stretched out his right foot to Hetruca's feet, and stuck the ball, and Hetruca actually tripped over the ball.
What a stupid pig!
Sforza scolded in his heart, you a rough left-back doesn't pass the ball, and you still want to break through the bottom cross?
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At the moment when he scolded, Zheng Zhi didn't even look at where his striker fell to the ground, and directly stuffed the ball forward.
It's a resigned pass.
Anyway, Hetruca came up and he passed the ball right behind him.
Saru, it didn't disappoint him.
Suddenly, he rushed to the ball. On the left, Sjonberg chased after him almost foaming at the mouth, Saru's speed was so fast that he couldn't catch up with the strength he squeezed out, but he still didn't give up, just like Zheng Zhi did just now, he also fell to the ground from the side and shoveled the ball.
Before Salou could stop the ball and turn around, Sjörnberg's sliding tackle swept the ball at his feet, and the ball eventually rolled off the touchline.
It was also a very risky tackle, but it worked.
"Oops, Saru didn't notice Sjörjörberg behind him. If he is alert, he should first use his body to protect the ball and then seek to pass the ball to Yang Chen. ”
"Shijunberg is an old fritter, he can't let you pass the ball so easily."
"Sideline ball."
"Zheng Zhi is here."
However, the ball was at the feet of Soberzik, who was a little panicked in the face of Rachinho, stopped the ball on his chest and hooked it directly with his right foot, and the ball flew high and landed outside the Kaiserslautern penalty area. Look at the ball! Shure! ”
Although Wagner rushed up aggressively, Shure bravely poked his head out and shook his head to the right, pointing the ball at Zheng Zhi.
With a snort, Wagner's right foot slashed into the air and almost hit Shure's head.
What gave Shure such great courage to dare to go to the top of the ball? Maybe it's Zheng Zhi who fought bloodily just now!
It's Barack again!
Zheng Zhi's afterglow swept to Barak.
It's too late!
Zheng Zhi opted to pull away with his left foot, and he needed to get the shot done before Ballack's arrival.
Without waiting for the ball to hit the ground, he volleyed directly into the ball with his left foot.
Knock –
An arc of the outer instep streaked across the sky, passing over Koch's head! Then it continued to fall towards the bottom left corner of the goal.
"Good shot!"
"Beautiful!"
Duang!
The ball bounced off the outside edge of the left-hand post and bounced off the baseline.
"Whew~"
"Whew~"
"Whew~"
The Frankfurt fans sighed, while the Kaiserslautern fans were instantly frightened, so frightened that their hearts almost stopped beating.
This time, Lady Luck was on Kaiserslautern's side.
"Kill! If this goal goes in! ”
"It's a shame."
"Otherwise, Zheng Zhi will complete his hat trick."
The ball had just bounced off the line when Schneider went down just outside the Kaiserslautern penalty area.
Charley horse!
I saw that Schneider had just pressed his left leg with both hands, and then immediately switched to his right leg, and his face was in pain, and beads of sweat were flowing down his forehead.
I had cramps in both legs!
“help!”
This international life-saving language popped out of his mouth.
Zheng Zhi came as soon as possible, immediately grabbed his left leg, and then neatly pressed Schneider's left foot. But another one, Schneider is still very painful.
Unexpectedly, it was Barak who came over to help.
"Thank you."
Zheng Zhi didn't forget to say thank you.
Zheng Zhi, who is still an Indian three-headed type, looks really a little cute......
"Bernd, tell you to practice more physically!"
"What a mess now!"
"I haven't seen two legs cramp at the same time, and the third leg has twitched?"
"......" the third leg, and Barak made up for it.
"Hey, hey, hey, don't pretend, you hurry up and don't delay any longer." Risher walked over quickly, thinking that Schneider was faking cramps, but in fact trying to stall for time. He bent down and reached out to grab Schneider's right arm, trying to pull Schneider up.
"Hey, what are you doing, he's really cramping."
Zheng Zhi put down Schneider's right leg and immediately reached out and slapped Lisher's left hand away.
"Don't pretend, you don't play this trick less!" Risher didn't believe it. "Michael, don't be kind, these guys are acting."
"Falk Chinese! Monkey!”
"Phew!"
Risher chattered, and her mouth was frantically expletive.
Although the voice was not loud, Barak, Schneider and Zheng Zhi could hear it clearly.
"What do you say, you have a kind of say again!"
As soon as the words fell, Zheng Zhi soared over.
"Hey, hey, calm down! Calm down! ”
Fortunately, Barak was prepared, and as soon as he heard this, he felt that something was wrong, and as soon as Zheng Zhi was about to rush up, he blocked Zheng Zhi with his burly body, and then shook his head.
"Calm down!"
He put his hands on Zheng Zhi's shoulders and didn't let Zheng Zhi take half a step.
Calm down?
Yes, he is calm enough.
But those two sentences just now are really special and can't be calm! 39 years of self-cultivation can't be calm!
But just for a moment, he calmed down. forcibly suppressed the raging anger in his heart, and stared at Lishe coldly.
He was sure that Risher definitely owed a repair, but not now.
He turned his head to look at Barak again, and his tone softened.
"Thank you."
"Sincerely."
Almost, it's a bad thing......
If you get a red card, you will miss Bayern Munich in the next game.
The referee came a little late, and he didn't understand what Zheng Zhi was doing just now, but since he didn't do it, he didn't say anything, he just lowered his head and asked Schneider's injury.
Schneider struggled to get up, then limped two steps before signaling that he could continue to compete. Not far away, Risher spat again, and his mouth seemed to curse again, and it seemed that he had decided that Schneider had just pretended......
Beep
The game resumed, with Nikolov's friendly kick-off past half-time and direct possession to Kaiserslautern. However, time was running out, and when Schjung Berg stopped the ball and was about to attack, the referee blew the whistle for the end of the game.
Beep
Beep......
Beep ————
In the end, Kaiserslautern drew with Eintracht Frankfurt at home......
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