Chapter Fifty-Six: I Knew We Were the Goalscorer!
After the start of the game, Morocco went on the offensive!
Just one minute into the game, Benatia dribbled to the left and sent a long diagonal pass, and Aritt received a teammate's header and shot directly from a distance, but the ball was slightly wide.
During the whole process, the Chinese players did not keep up with the rhythm of the Moroccan players?
"What's going on?"
"So easy to get a shot on goal? Hao Junmin and Wang Gang should pay more attention, and Feng Xiaoting should also pay attention. โ
"Isn't this game important enough?"
"You have to get into the role as soon as possible!"
Huang Jianxiang couldn't understand the defensive tactics of the Chinese team.
Zheng Zhi, who turned to the backcourt, wanted to send the ball directly to the front and hand it to Dong Fangzhuo, but he didn't pass it well, and Morocco's attack came again, this time causing a corner kick.
A Berhanda corner then drove into the middle of the box, but Ziyech's shot was wide. But the ball was still picked up by Amrabat on the right, Amrabat crossed from the right side, and Belhanda's header went over the crossbar!
"Morocco is so strong?"
"Incredible."
Duan Xuan couldn't understand it either.
In the 7th minute, the Chinese team finally played an attack, Feng Renliang took the ball on the left side and quickly went down, but the cross was not passed well, and Wu Sanshi and Dong Fangzhuo did not grab the landing point.
Instead, Morocco launched a long pass attack and hit the Chinese team's big penalty area directly, Zheng Zhi's header was not far away, and Kirby's right-footed burst shot was slightly off.
It was less than ten minutes and Morocco had already made several quality shots.
Chinese fans couldn't understand it, and they were anxious in the stands.
"Playing like this, I feel like the national football team has no play?"
"The defense is okay, although the opponent has a shot, but the threat is not great, but the offense, what's going on?"
"Give the ball to Dong Fangzhuo."
"Dong Fangzhuo can't even get the ball."
In the 10th minute, Zhao Xuri was shown a yellow card by the referee for putting down Busofa, and in the next ten minutes, the Chinese team still defended well, did not attack Morocco, and was still defense-oriented.
In the 21st minute, Belhanda was brought down by Huang Bowen, and Morocco got a set-piece opportunity in front. Belhanda's set-piece was sent to the back point, and in a scuffle in the penalty area, Belhanda inserted the goal again and was blocked by Zheng Zhi, and Benatia's supplementary shot near the penalty spot was also blocked by Huang Bowen.
Another corner.
Many countries broadcast this game live, and everyone can't understand it.
The commentator of the Argentine National Sporting Channel laughed directly.
"Haha, this is the defending champion?"
"Isn't the king on the pitch? Is he invisible? โ
"He stepped up and scored a goal, he didn't even touch the ball much."
"Isn't he omnipotent? Invincible? Where is he? โ
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England's BBC couldn't read either, and Lineker said: "Why doesn't Dong play in midfield? Doesn't playing as a striker weaken the strength of the Chinese team? โ
'He should go back to midfield and get the ball.'
"How can such a Chinese team qualify from the group? I'm not too optimistic. โ
Portuguese fans are also anxious, and they are also talking about it.
"This Chinese team can't do it, no one is attacking, only Dong is the only one."
"But the defense seems to be okay."
"But it's hard to qualify from the group."
"Unreliable ......"
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Until the 25th minute, the Chinese team got a second chance to hit the goal, but it was Wu Sanshi who took the ball, Wang Gang threw the throw-in, Hao Junmin sent it to the front point, Wu Sanshi rushed to the front point to shoot, but under the pressure of the opponent's defender, he failed to master the angle of the shot.
The knock went off the post.
So far, the Chinese team has only completed a goal.
Then Morocco's Munir made a long pass to the front, Arriit split the ball on the left, Hakimi cut inside on the left and volleyed it was blocked, and Ahmadi followed up with a follow-up shot that was also blocked by a defender.
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"Scared the hell out of me!"
"What the hell are Hao Junmin and Wang Gang doing......
Duan Xuan died in a hurry.
"Maybe we expect too much from them, right?"
"Actually, they all work hard."
"We treat them as world champions."
Huang Jianxiang suddenly said.
After a few minutes, it was still on the left. Ziyeลก went straight down the left, Arit dribbled the ball into the penalty area, and a low shot was confiscated by Zeng Cheng.
After half an hour of playing, no one is optimistic about the Chinese team anymore, even Morocco can rub against the Chinese team, what else can the Chinese team think?
In the 34th minute, the Chinese team broke the ball in the backfield, Zheng Zhi quickly handed the ball to Feng Renliang, Feng Renliang finally handed the ball to Dong Fangzhuo's feet, but Dong Fangzhuo was put down by Ahmadi before he could rush up, and the latter received a yellow card. Dealing with Dong Fangzhuo, he will directly foul and not play anything else at all.
The tactics are quite resolute and clear! Use the simplest way to foul Dong Fangzhuo's combat effectiveness.
Then Dong Fangzhuo's free kick hit the goal directly, and the ball hit the goal directly, after all, the distance was too far, and the threat was reduced a lot, and the goalkeeper held the ball in his arms.
Not enough at this time, Morocco's offensive strength has also weakened, after all, after rushing for more than 30 minutes, people are not made of iron, and the Chinese team's attack is gradually improving.
In the 39th minute, Zheng Zhi dispatched the ball to Artemisia Junmin on the right side, Artemisia Junmin could play a beautiful attack, but the ball was broken by Ariet, who advanced with the ball at high speed, and faced Zhang Linpeng to send the ball into the penalty area with a pass over the top, Elkabi plugged in at high speed, and Zeng Cheng attacked in time to hold the ball!
Counterattack!
Zeng Cheng directly gave the ball to Huang Bowen.
Huang Bowen plugged directly to Dong Fangzhuo, who retreated to the middle line, this time Dong Fangzhuo did not wait for the ball, but picked up the ball in advance, and the ball crossed Ahmandi!
"Beautiful!"
The action was extremely chic, and then Dong Fangzhuo strode up with the ball, and there was a smooth road ahead, and soon the people around him rushed to his side.
Da,
Dong Fangzhuo divided the ball.
I have to say that Wu Sanshi's running position is really beautiful.
Dong Fangzhuo also passed quite beautifully, when Wu Sanshi took the ball, there was no one around.
Single-handed.
Waiting, this is such an opportunity.
"Sanshi, come on!"
Dong Fangzhuo prayed for him behind him......
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Wu Sanshi resolutely shot the ball into the bottom right corner of the goal! This is the third shot of the Chinese team in this game.
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"The ball is in!"
"The ball is in!"
"The Chinese team took the lead, Wu Sanshi's goal!"
'It's unbelievable that we were able to take the lead when we were so passive in attacking.
"Although Morocco is attacking like a tide, the quality of the attack is not good, and the Chinese team has seized a decent opportunity."
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The Chinese fans in the stands finally seemed to wake up, and as soon as the goal was scored, the previous depression and frustration were swept away.
"Hahahaha!"
"I knew, I knew, it was us who scored!"