Chapter Ninety-Six: A Pyrrhic Victory
"The next game is against Wolfsburg."
"You can't do without Zheng Zhi, and Wolfsburg is also very strong, ranking fifth."
"Well, in fact, the rest of the schedule is not easy to play, it's just a devil's schedule, one opponent is better than the other!"
"After playing Wolfsburg away, we have to play a German Cup game."
"After that, we played Kaiserslautern away and returned to play Bayern Munich at home."
"Kaiserslautern are the defending champions, Bayern Munich are at the top of the table, and God knows how the DFB arranged the fixtures in the first place, and Eintracht Frankfurt could be tragic in these games."
Huang Jianxiang is clearly familiar with the Bundesliga schedule and is worried about Eintracht Frankfurt's future.
"Hehe, but after playing these strong teams, Eintracht Frankfurt's opponents are not strong again, there will be gains and losses." Zhang Lu didn't have any opinion on the schedule, but was a little excited, "The fans also watch the game well, and they have met strong teams one after another." However, the yellow card of Zheng Zhi you just mentioned does have a bit of an impact, he has too many cards, I don't know which one he will miss, I think, he will definitely take cards......"
"Maybe Emman Trout will also think about it and will selectively let Zheng Zhi play, some games, it may be really difficult to win, but just like today, no one expected Frankfurt to lead 2:0?"
"More importantly, after playing Bayern, Zheng Zhi may go to the Asian Games."
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"It's too much!"
"This great villain."
"Even Ze Roberto's jersey is torn, this guy is fouled, he can really do anything."
Leverkusen fans hate it so much, and now that the team is two goals behind, they don't have a good impression of Zheng Zhi.
On the pitch, Ze Roberto had to go off the pitch to change into a new jersey, and his team-mates also looked at Zheng Zhitou in surprise.
Emerson, who still has thick hair, has a lot of experience with Zheng Zhi, putting aside the hostility as an opponent, he thinks Zheng Zhi is playing really well, if it weren't for this guy, Leverkusen might have blown up Frankfurt, but because of his existence, Frankfurt's defense and offense have done quite well.
Even in terms of offense, he thinks Zheng Zhi's passing seems to be better than him?
He shook his head in his heart, waved away this idea of boosting the opponent's morale, and stood in front of the penalty spot seriously.
Friend Ze Roberto came off to change his shirt and he became the penalty taker from a set-piece.
Eintracht Frankfurt didn't have to line up because they were near the touchline, almost everyone was in the box, and Bayer Leverkusen, on the other hand, also shocked seven players, who were clearly keen to score from the set-piece.
Emerson licked his shriveled lips, and as soon as the whistle blew, he ran on his back.
Bang β
The eye and the ball fell to the back of the Eintracht Frankfurt penalty area.
"Jens!"
Emerson's eyes were like torches and prayed.
Novotny leaps high at the back post and presses Webb's header to the goal!
Knock β
The ball almost tore the net apart.
"Oops!"
"Lost the ball."
"German international Novotny headed past Eintracht Frankfurt to make it 2-1."
"The game is far from over......"
"There are still ten minutes to go, and the situation is critical."
In the stands, the long-dormant Leverkusen fans finally cheered.
"Jens!"
"Jens!"
"Jens!"
"One more!"
Almost heart-rending roars and cheers, as soon as the goal is scored, it means that Bayer Leverkusen may be brought back to life.
"Yay!"
"Yay!"
"Yay!"
Excited, Novotny sprinted all the way back to his half, his right hand slamming into the air several times in succession, each punch bursting with great power.
"Guys,"
"Come on!"
"We still need to score!"
His goal quickly boosted the morale of the team, and even Daum on the sidelines screamed with his fist, like a rock frontman standing on stage, before he bent over and poked his head out.
"Attack!"
"Attack!"
"Enter...... Attack! β
His voice was almost hoarse by him, and his face was almost distorted.
Fight again,
As if the army was overwhelmed, Eintracht Frankfurt's midfield was in a panic.
Bayer Leverkusen came down to the city and once again frantically pressed Eintracht Frankfurt at the back.
"Stand your ground,"
"Keep an eye on the people around you, don't leak!"
Unconsciously, Zheng Zhi's German is really slipping away more and more.
In the 78th minute, Stefan Beinrich's cross from the right was met by Link in front of Kucella.
Duangββ
Hit the uprights.
"Oh no!"
"Middle Pillar!"
"It's so dangerous, the score is almost tied."
"Corner."
In the stands, the stadium was full of chickens and dogs. It was the turn of the Eintracht Frankfurt fans who couldn't sit still and all stood up.
"Paralyzed, resist!"
"Don't drop the ball!"
"Ah, the heart attack is about to be forced out."
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Emman Trout hurriedly made a substitution and replaced Yang Chen with Fjotoft, and after Fjotoft came up, he immediately rushed into the big penalty area, and then hurriedly looked for someone to target.
"Yang Chen went down, in this game, his performance was very average."
Ze Roberto's corner kick was taken and the ball fell to the back post again, again looking for Novotny.
This time, the newcomer made a contribution by heading before Novotny.
However, from outside the box, Emerson volleyed directly sideways.
Bang β
The ball smashed into Zheng Zhi's body.
Yes! It's you again!
Emerson rushed to the ball again, but Zheng Zhi still took the first step to pick it up, and then smartly bypassed him and got the ball.
Dream!
Emerson was furious, grabbed his backhand, turned around and pulled Zheng Zhi.
Beep
Fouled.
Zheng Zhi's shoulders were also loosened, he stopped, and he didn't exaggerate and fell. Either way, as long as the ball is at Eintracht Frankfurt's feet, it's all right.
Emerson also received a yellow card for this.
"More than five minutes left, hold on!"
"Don't mess around!"
Huang Jianxiang cheered for Frankfurt through the screen.
Eintracht Frankfurt tried to keep the ball at the back, but Bayer Leverkusen pressed up and pressed high on the edge of the penalty area.
After all, I was still scared, the ball was cleared by a big foot, and the ball was lost again.
However, the veteran Fjoloft is very experienced, and he was fouled in front of the court and also received a yellow card.
In order to stop Bayer Leverkusen's attack, fouls have become a big magic weapon for Farakford. But it didn't make much difference, and Bayer Leverkusen continued to play high balls on the wings.
Knock β
This time it was LaMelo who grabbed the landing spot, but the angle was too right and he was held by the Eintracht Frankfurt goalkeeper. When he looked up, he found that he couldn't throw the ball to his teammates, so he had to kick it wide.
Again, Bayer Leverkusen intercepted the ball again and attacked with the ball.
Ze Roberto raced down the left flank to the bottom line of Eintracht Frankfurt with a rare flower arrangement!
Too suddenly, Kirsten shoots in the penalty area! The ball hit Shure in the face and bounced twelve yards.
Schneider and LaMelo snatched it at the same time, and both of their feet pumped towards the ball at the same time.
Bang β
The ball bounced to the right.
Messy!
Hmmm-
Emerson and Zheng Zhi faced off again, and the former saw that he did not have an advantage, and immediately came with a flying tackle.
"Ahh
Zheng Zhi fell on the turf and covered his right foot.
Beep
The whistle sounded,
Ate Emerson foul.
However, the referee did not take out the cards, and his subordinates showed mercy.
"Whew~"
"Whew~"
Zheng Zhi covered his feet and rolled on the turf, beads of sweat the size of beans crawled all over his forehead, he really looked painful, not like he was pretending.
"Emerson tackled too hard."
"Zheng Zhi may be in danger of injury."
"The fourth official held up the stoppage time sign, and there were only two minutes left."
Zheng Zhi was still rolling on the turf, and the referee saw that the situation was not right, and immediately waved at the coaching box in Frankfurt.
"Eintracht Frankfurt's team doctor has already entered the stadium and the stretcher has been carried over."
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Just about to be put on the stretcher, Zheng Zhi got up in pain, limped a few steps, and then waved his hand.
"It's okay, it's okay, I can still play!"
Time is missing for a minute......
"This guy,"
"Fake, right?"
Even Emerson is a little suspicious, because although he shovels fiercely, he doesn't seem to be in the right place?
Eintracht Frankfurt's possession!
Beep
The whistle blew, and Zheng Zhi jumped up and down to get the ball in front of the big penalty area.
Just hold on for one more minute! He knew it in his heart.
He made a short pass to Schneider and quickly leaned in, and he had to spend that little time with Schneider, and the rest of his teammates were a little unreliable.
Schneider also knew it, and passed the ball to Zheng Zhi, who was pulled to the side, Ze Roberto pounced, and this time it was Zheng Zhi's turn to protect the ball.
Although the physical confrontation was not dominant, Zheng Zhi still tried his best to protect the ball, Ze Roberto stretched out his leg and pried it from the left, and Zheng Zhi fell down.
Beep
Fouled again.
Zheng Zhi is not stupid, it is impossible for him to steal chickens like this.
This time there was no rolling, Zheng Zhilisuo got up.
Raising his hands and making a gesture of pressing forward, he was gesturing his teammates to press forward.
But in the end, he passed the ball back to the goalkeeper and ran to the outside of the box to answer it......
Cunning!
Beep
Beep
Beep.
The game is finally over.
call
Zheng Zhi let out a long sigh of relief, and then sat down on the ground softly.
It's finally over.
It hurts!
He covered his right ankle again......
I looked down and was terrified.
It's only been a few minutes? The right ankle was swollen.
It really hurts.
Emerson had just suspected that he was pretending, and if he hadn't tried to hold on for two minutes, he would have been able to get off the pitch......
Zheng Zhi looked hurt. Don't know if it's serious or not? β
"It's a miserable win, it's about the same as the game against Hertha Berlin, this time at the cost of six yellow cards."