Chapter 360: Proyce, the Baseball Player

Several young players who made big mistakes not only did not get scolded, but no one was replaced, and they were also entrusted with important tasks by Uncle Klopp.

"Salva, you went out in the second half and left the box all to the goalkeeper. If the striker presses up, you push it out, and when the opponent counterattacks, you create an offside position, don't be afraid, there is Clark in the back. Salvatore Bochetti nodded, as did goalkeeper Clark Edmund, a arrangement that suited his heart, and Edmund's characteristic was his wide range of motion.

"Patrick, you play as a left winger, it's up to you to cut inside or go down, and get the ball to the captain." Helmers nodded as well.

"Potato, in the second half you go to play the right winger, break through the bottom and then break through the bottom, you just do this one thing." Valbuena is actually not young anymore, he is a year older than Zhuo Yang. It's just that for a player like him who has extremely little experience in the top league, the more monotonous the work on the field, the better, and he can only do one thing at a time to bring out all his strengths.

"Big eyes, you go to the middle to play the front waist, close the distance with Captain Zhuo, and listen to Captain Zhuo's command." Ozil puffed out his eyes and nodded desperately, looking a little scary.

"Zhuo Yang, you have big eyes and more transpositions."

"Everyone, in the second half, we attacked the two wings, our ball did not pass through the midfield, we played to potatoes and Patrick when we had the chance, and if we didn't have the opportunity, we went directly to Captain Zhuo Yang. Attacking, not through the midfield, the defense also pushes the opponent to the side. ”

"It's just three balls, Zhuo Yang, you call me back!"

"Yes-sir, just look at it!"

Uncle Scum ordered so, Zhuo Yang replied like this, no one felt inappropriate, it was a normal thing, a very normal conversation.

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After the arrangement was completed, the atmosphere was enlivened again, and the start time of the second half of the game was approaching, and the people of Madiburg walked out in a hurry. As soon as he walked out of the door of the lounge, the scumbag with sharp ears heard someone in the passage shouting excitedly and in a weird manner: "Those idiots didn't expect us to play 3:0, right?" Those idiots are crying more silly in the locker room, aren't they? ”

Uncle Scum was on fire when he boarded, but he was also a violent temper, and he saw someone after two steps, and it turned out to be Yecki, the chairman of Kaiserslautern Club, who was grinning nonsense. Klopp didn't have the same level of manager Mueller, and when he saw the owner, he immediately scolded back: "You're a fool, fuck you!" ”

Yeki didn't expect to say bad things behind his back just enough to be heard, and he couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed, but Uncle Scumbag's scolding made him such a big chairman unable to get off the stage, so "I lost three in half a game, how can I be a fool?" Bilibili ...... "Naughty like crayon Shin-chan."

"Say it again, believe it or not, Lao Tzu tore your mouth apart!" Uncle Scum rolled up his sleeves and put his arms together to smoke someone.

The other staff members of Kaiserslautern hurriedly pulled Yeki out, and Zhuo Yang and the others also persuaded Uncle Scum: "Don't be impulsive, look at us." ”

"Chris, come on, come on." Zhuo Yang called Proyce.

'Meat ~~~ Smack!! Half a bottle of mineral water flew out of the pile and smashed into the back of Yeki's head.

"Who! Who, who! Yeki rubbed his head and turned around and glared angrily at the crowd, and the Madiburgers shrugged their shoulders en masse. He didn't dare to rush towards a group of reckless men, and Yeki could only be pulled out by the staff again.

Zhuo Yang secretly handed Prois half a bottle of water.

'Meat ~~~~~~~~ smack!! They all walked out of the passage, and Yerky didn't escape any longer. "Who——, who's who!"

The people of Madiburg collectively laughed, and Uncle Scum also laughed and bent over. Proyce was a promising and talented junior baseball pitcher until he was fourteen years old.

Yekie was furious in the stands, and Madiburg launched a counterattack on the field.

Kaiserslautern coach Genk only took over the team in the summer, and he is not a coach of many levels, mediocre people, he can keep it, and he can't do things that turn the tide and make a hundred goals. But he knew it was safe, and that was enough.

Fools will know that Madibo will definitely fight back in the second half, and fools know that they should play defensive counterattacks. Genk made Kaiserslautern retreat from the defense, except for striker Sanogo cruising in the front, even the former big killer Yankel was replaced, and everyone formed a net in the 40-meter area.

After all, it is a first-division team, and Madiburg will really not be able to penetrate such an iron-hearted defensive opponent for a while. But God always favors the brave, and in the end, it was Uncle Scum's tactical arrangement that paid off.

The little potato Valbuena took the ball and went down wildly, fast and low, he didn't look like a potato at all, like a mouse stealing potatoes, scurrying around on the side. In the 69th minute, the mouse pushed the potatoes and slipped to the bottom line, his eyes were full of legs, and he was worried that he had nowhere to play the ball, so he heard Zhuo Yang call behind him: Give it back!

The rat didn't even raise his head, but swept the potatoes directly to the captain who knocked on the side, and Zhuo Yang cut through Engelhardt and knocked it to Ozil. At this point, Ozil's talent for organizing the attack was revealed, and instead of pushing it back to Zhuo Yang, who was inserting it forward in the penalty area, he stuffed the ball back to the small potato on the side. This treatment made Zhuo Yang secretly say to himself: Wonderful!

Most of Kaiserslautern thought that Ozil would pass to Zhuo Yang, and the center of gravity of the entire defense line naturally moved, and when he gave the ball to the wing, the defenders hurriedly adjusted in a hurry. When the foothold was unstable, the pass of the little potato Valbuena was folded back into the penalty area, and this time, it was Zhuo Yang.

Let these two clever ghosts move repeatedly, and when Zhuo Yang jumped up and rushed to the top, there was only one Wentzel by his side. To tell the truth, Wentzel used to be good, but now he is a second-division defender, Zhuo Yang is already in the air, and he is still looking for a place to settle for football.

At 1:3, Madiburg struggled to get back a point. But at this time, Coach Genk made a failed move, allowing Madiburg to find a chance to see the light of day.

He removed a midfielder and replaced a defender with Brazilian Placchi for midfield stalwart Engelhardt.

Steadiness sometimes means conservatism, Genk is a little afraid of Zhuo Yang's invincible prestige, he only thinks about how to keep these three points, but he doesn't think about how to fight for these three points.

Originally, Madiburg had one less person, and no matter how much he attacked, he had to take care of his own back, and it was inevitable that he would be entangled before and after, which also caused him to have palpitations in the front court, looking vigorous, but he did not create many absolute opportunities. But Mr. Genk made such an adjustment, Kaiser's midfield and Madiburg's midfielder formed an equal number, and when he returned to defense, Madiburg was not afraid of the opponent's counterattack at all, and the young masters were a head higher in terms of speed.

With the addition of a defender, Zhuo Yang didn't care at all, he just had no distractions and fought hard, and there was no turtle shell in the world that I couldn't smash.