Chapter Ninety-Seven: Sam's Provocation
"Hula!" More than 3,000 Karlsruhe fans cheered loudly as they finally got ahead of Bochum, and it was a bit of a tough process, but it was all worth it.
Bochum coach Neurururu, who was on the sidelines, chuckled in his heart when he saw the football flying into his goal, and finally he could only shake his head and sigh, he was still scored by them, and the second half was not easy to play.
Looking at the Bochum players on the field, they are all starting to be a little confused at this time, they are like other teams in the Bundesliga have fallen into the influence of Wu Feng, and their overall strength has begun to weaken.
attack, not attack; Defense, they have conceded again, even if they can prevent the rest of the game, they can't win.
At this time, Wells was also dumbfounded, and could only say: "Although we conceded a goal in the last five minutes, as long as we regroup and adjust our state in the second half, there will definitely be a possibility of equalizing!" We can't just give up on Bochum! ”
Hearing Wells' encouragement, the Bochum fans sang again, inspiring the Bochum players with their actions.
Watching the shouts of the fans, Bochum's players recovered a little, but there was too little time left for them, and at the end of the first half, they could not get in front of the Karlsruhe penalty area.
With the referee's whistle, the first half finally ended and the players of both teams returned to their respective dressing rooms. However, in the mixed channel, there were some disputes.
The Karlsruhe players were talking excitedly about the first half save from the Nets, and Federico said: "Woo, it's great to be a team-mate with you, I'm worried about whether you will have an accident this time and let them score your goal." ”
Wu Feng smiled and said: "How can it be so simple, for such a 'warm' hospitality of their fans, I have to pay tribute to them." With them, the shot from outside the penalty area, whatever they want, want to get in, there is no goal. ”
At this time, the Bochum players happened to walk past them, and Sam pointed to Wu Feng's nose and said, "Yellow monkey, don't be rampant, we will let you know who is the soft egg in the second half." I'm going to shoot through your goal, don't think it's okay to be complacent in the first half. ”
Wu Feng smiled coldly, glanced at Sam contemptuously, knocked his hand off, and said, "White pig, take away your paws, I don't like to be pointed at, just rely on you?" Feel free to come. ”
"You yellow-skinned monkey dare to scold me!" Sam suddenly punched Wu Feng in the face angrily, and Federico and the others on the side couldn't think of this, and they didn't have time to react for a while.
Although Sam is stronger than Wu Feng, Wu Feng is a person who has practiced family martial arts and is proficient in national arts, and his reaction is many times that of Sam.
Originally, he wanted to give him a few strokes directly and let him go straight off the field, but he saw that the referee had already run towards them, so he gave up the idea of fighting.
He tilted his head slightly, his body moved slightly to the side, and then dodged Sam's fist, and smiled contemptuously, "Just a big stupid cow like you, you still want to hit me?" You're too slow! ”
Sam wanted to continue to do it, but the referee and coach had already run to the side, so he had to give up and scolded: "Yellow monkey, you wait for me, I want you to look good in the second half!" ”
At this time, Wu Feng said to the referee: "Mr. referee, I wonder if the words of the Bochum players just now are racial discrimination against our Chinese nation?" ”
The referee also heard this and was about to give Sam the card, when Neururo hurriedly stepped forward and said, "Sir, this is just a misunderstanding, Sam definitely didn't mean that." Here I apologize for him. ”
Wu Feng also knew that such a sentence was at most an abusive word, and it did not constitute racial discrimination, so he laughed in the end. However, the referee still gave Sam a yellow card and warned him not to commit any more crimes.
Both teams returned to the locker room.
The door closed with a bang, and Noiruro yelled at Sam: "We're already one goal behind, are you going to let us play with one less man?" If you don't want to play, I can replace you right away! ”
Sam saw that the head coach was angry, and he didn't dare to say anything more, so he could only bow his head and admit his mistake.
"If you have anger, you have to pay tribute to them on the pitch, not fight with them stupidly, and you can vent your anger on the pitch in the second half."
Then Noiruro softened his tone and continued: "In the first half, we played well for most of the game. It's just that the goalkeeper is too amazing to say that our tactics failed. If we continue to attack in the second half, I don't believe he can continue to do his magic. Are you all afraid? Even Oliver Kahn has been scored by you, a newcomer who has just entered the game, are you still afraid? ”
"Of course not, in the second half we have to continue to attack and knock down that Chinese goalkeeper!"
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After 15 minutes, the second half resumed.
Bochum launched a fierce attack at the beginning, and Karlsruhe could only be on the defensive for a while, and the situation suddenly tilted in favor of the Bochum team.
At the start of the second half, Bochum took control of the game and used their passing skills to get back and forth in Karlsruhe's penalty area.
Hopefully, we can pull out the gap and tear the attention of the Chinese goalkeeper away. And once the pass is wrong and Karlsruhe is cut off, they immediately implement foul tactics in the front court and do not give Karlsruhe a chance to counterattack quickly.
The second half lasted more than ten minutes, the score was still 1:0 and there was no change, Bochum fans were anxious, constantly chanting for the team to score, and the applause accompanied by the rhythmic shouting sounded, constantly boosting the morale of the home team to attack.
"Woo! Five! Five! ……”
The Karlsruhe fans in the stands showed no signs of weakness, chanting the name of their patron saint Wu Feng, and although there were only more than 3,000 people, the shouts could still be heard on the pitch.
They saw the football constantly going back and forth in front of their penalty area, and they were always on the lookout. Although there are no gaps in Karlsruhe's defense at the moment, who knows when they will be blinded by the opponent.
Football matches are very fortuitous, with world-class goalkeepers often knocked down by such serendipity, and Karlsruhe are now only one goal ahead and there is no guarantee of victory.
Fans will be hoping that Karlsruhe will be able to score a second goal in time to kill the game so they can reach the third round of the German Cup.
Bochum's commentator Wells had been chattering since the second half, although now he looked to be on a fair stand.
But in fact, he has long been in his heart from his behavior, letting the audience know that he is actually a fan of the Bochum team.