Chapter 5 Scoring is so weird
The game is coming.
The home of St. Pauli's youth team is Stern Park, which is located on the west side of the Holy Spirit Field.
That afternoon, Stern Park was once again packed with fans.
There are people who don't know the situation, seeing so many fans crowded into the stadium, they thought it was a heavyweight game, but in fact, it was only the league in the northern part of Germany that was going to be played, and the home team was only the youth team of the German second football club St. Pauli.
This has to do with the popularity of St. Pauli.
St. Pauli's left-wing politics of "religious fanaticism" has attracted the support of many fans and made them one of the most popular clubs in Germany, even in the Bundesliga, it still has countless supporters, and the number of supporters nationwide is much higher than that of ordinary Bundesliga clubs.
The St. Pauli youth team was also covered by the 'aftermath', and many fans around the Holy Spirit Field were used to coming to Stern Park to support the youth team.
Stern Park has a capacity of more than 4,000 fans, and the crowd is two-thirds full for the home team's games on weekdays, which is definitely quite a statistic compared to the youth team of the Bundesliga.
It was a similar day.
There were nearly 3,000 fans who came, and when you looked at the stadium, it seemed that it was full of fans.
This made Zhen Shaolong, who started the game, feel a little nervous.
"It's okay! Just starters! ”
"I'm a professional footballer, it's just a small scene, a few thousand people!"
"Ignore the fans and just play the game!"
“……”
Zhen Shaolong kept saying to himself that he had only come off the bench once since the crossing, played for ten minutes, and only touched the ball once in the middle.
It was an away game, and there were only a few hundred fans around, and the distribution was sparse, a bit like no one was watching the game, so naturally there was no nervousness.
It's the official start, and there are thousands of people coming to watch the game, so it feels completely different. An annoying voice came from behind him, "Hey, Zhen, are you nervous?" First starter? Rest assured! We're never going to give you a pass! ”
"You can't catch the ball anyway, it's the same whether you're nervous or not!"
This is definitely not consolation.
Zhen Shaolong immediately replied, "What so much nonsense!" Get lost! ”
Freiberg said indignantly, "Still hard-mouthed! Just wait! ”
The Osnabruck players on the opposite side were a little gloating, and the game had not even started, and the opponent had internal contradictions?
That's great!
The opposition midfielder does not pass the ball to the striker, and they may have one less opponent to defend. Look at the opposing striker, a skinny Oriental?
Osnabrook didn't care anymore.
It is really hard to imagine what a thin Oriental can perform in Germany, it seems that this game is destined to be a situation of 11 to 10, and they are already in sight of victory.
The competition has officially begun.
The atmosphere at Stern Park was not bad, with the home fans cheering on and St Pauli Juniors also cheering on and having a fierce confrontation with Osnabruck.
Every player is serious about the game.
Except for one--
Zhen Shaolong.
Ten minutes later, Zhen Shaolong only had the only touch of the ball, or passed the ball to his teammates in the middle circle at the beginning, his position is very important, he is the second striker behind the center forward, it can also be said to be a shadow striker, he can serve as the core of the front court after a little delay, but the performance is too bad, and the number of his touches is far from catching up with his tactical center teammate Sako.
There was no touch of the ball and there was no threat.
After a few attacks and defenses, Osnabruck's defenders also knew that the St. Pauli players would not pass the ball to the Oriental, even if he was in a very good position, there was no one around him to defend him, and he could not receive the ball at all.
"It's so much fun."
Osnabrook has some sympathy for this "isolated" guy, and his defense against Zhen Shaolong is also a lot looser, and sometimes he simply defends others, but Zhen Shaolong still can't catch the ball.
"Here!"
"Damn, give me the ball!"
At the very beginning, Zhen Shaolong shouted a few times at his teammates, and then simply ignored it, if you don't pass the ball, you won't pass the ball, Lao Tzu has to pass the ball to have a performance?
Wait!
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On the coach's bench.
Flor was watching the game with club manager Rietich next to him.
As the manager of the club, Retig's work is still very busy, but he still finds time to watch the youth team's games, the purpose is to check whether Zhen Shaolong, as Flor said, has no ability and potential.
If it is true, the club can terminate the contract directly, otherwise a young man with a little future, the club will not give up.
St. Pauli has not yet had the luxury of casually terminating young players with potential.
Rhaetich had been observing Zhen Shaolong all the time, and after a while, he frowned and said, "It seems that no one passed the ball to him?" ”
"How?"
"Didn't you notice? He's been on the move, but he can't get the ball. ”
Flor nodded in response.
In fact, Flor was scolding in his heart, and the team's collective isolation of a player was tantamount to slapping him in the face as a coach.
It's an official competition!
How can there be an official game where you don't pass the ball to your teammates? Even if the relationship is not good on weekdays, how to play or how to play, you can't bring your emotions to work.
A group of people deliberately did not pass the ball to a certain player, and finally lost the game inexplicably, who is responsible in the final analysis?
It's not him as a coach yet!
In addition, if a player is isolated on the field and can't even receive the ball, how can he see the level of state? Even if the performance is not good, there is a reason.
Flor is so angry!
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Thirty minutes passed quickly.
St. Pauli Youth did not score, Osnabruck did not score, in terms of the situation, it is still St. Pauli Youth Team who has the advantage, after all, it is a home game, with the fans cheering and cheering, a group of young players can still play a good game.
But not up front.
When the football is passed to the front, the loss of a second striker is fatal, the center and the front court are almost out of connection, and several midfielders either come to shoot from a distance or hoist the ball to the center Sako in search of opportunities.
Sako was defended very tightly, and the ball came to the opponent.
This situation went on for a long time.
Zhen Shaolong was out of breath from running continuously and found that no matter how he ran, it didn't work, so he simply saved his physical energy and didn't run.
He just waited in front of him, and he didn't pass the ball at all anyway.
He is transparent.
All kinds of passing and scrambling in football have nothing to do with him, and such a sloppy way of playing also makes Osnabruck even more indifferent, and the defenders are all going to guard others, just paying attention to him.
The game went on to such an extent that even the stadium radio noticed Zhen Shaolong, or ignored it for too long, and could always face the camera and remember, "St. Pauli's striker, No. 29, his name is Zhen, a Chinese player, he has not been in the team for a long time, and it is the first time to play for St. Pauli." ”
"But looking at his performance, we don't seem to expect that there will be more talents in the youth team, anyway, I haven't seen him touch the ball until now......"
The fans in the audience also discussed.
"This No. 29 is too bad, how can Flor let him play?"
"I can't even get the ball!"
"Let's change it! What the hell is he for! ”
"I know him! I remember! Don't you know? Recently, there was a strange person in the morning, who ran long distances in his pants every day, and he didn't feel cold...... Whenever he met a beautiful girl, he went to ask for love...... I don't know if he ever succeeded, but it's amazing that he was able to hold on for days......"
The voice was a joke, of course.
Amid fan gossip and discontent, the game came to the 39th minute, winger Kreuzer took the ball, the opponent kicked the ball off the line, and the St. Pauli youth team won a corner.
Kreuzer prepares for a free throw.
Several forwards and midfielders who can grab headers are gathered in the penalty area to fight for points, Zhen Shaolong is also one of them, he is the least valued by the other party, not only the poor performance of the game, his figure is not called tall and strong, and there is no advantage in competing for high ball.
Zhen Shaolong is not the "main force" of the header, the corner kick is either at the front point or at the back point, he chose to stand at the front point, and stood in front of the opponent's goalkeeper by sticking to the goalpost.
Finally Kreuzer made a free throw.
This penalty kick was very substandard, the force of the ball was a little small, and it didn't rise high enough to fall directly to the goal, and the opponent's goalkeeper was on the landing point.
"Hoo ......"
The stands couldn't help but sigh.
The ball that has no chance at a glance, and the players who are a little farther away retreat in advance.
Zhen Shaolong didn't give up.
The moment the football fell, he suddenly jumped high.
Someone noticed, but no one looked favored.
From a theoretical point of view, Zhen Shaolong stood in front of the goalkeeper, and his position had to jump very high to be able to catch the ball, but it was impossible to complete the goal-attacking action.
In addition, he could not jump higher than the goalkeeper's hands.
But the unexpected happened!
The opponent's goalkeeper had much higher hands, so he naturally took the ball from the air in advance, but Zhen Shaolong jumped up and rubbed his head against the ball.
This trick has activated the "Must Kill" skill!
The "Must Kill" skill is activated when the ball is touched in the small penalty area, and the effect is the same as the name, and it will lead to the effect of "scoring".
So a strange picture appeared, the "transparent man striker" on the field pushed the ball out of the opponent's goalkeeper's hands with his head, and then the football went over the goalkeeper's head and jumped into the net behind him.
Everyone was stunned!