Chapter 44: The Rogue Darby Berlin
It wasn't until an hour before the game that the rain gradually stopped, but the news came that made Karlsruhe unhappy for everyone, and the German Football Federation decided that tonight's game would go on as normal.
Hearing the news, Becker almost broke the cup on the table, such a heavy rain, the water on the Berlin stadium must be very deep, even if it is discharged. Tonight's game is not easy to play, the grass is so slippery, Karlsruhe as a whole will be greatly affected, the original tactics in the face of this sudden situation, he has no way to change it, then change the tactics, the team will be very chaotic at that time, it is better to pass like this.
At 8 p.m. on September 9, the first round of the 2006-2007 German Cup began, with Karlsruhe playing 3-4-3.
Goalkeeper: Wu Feng
Defenders: Eichner, Dick, Gravel
Midfielders: Federico, Porcello, Muzel, Olahovac
Forwards: Thiem, Freis, Capalani
Darby Berlin, on the other hand, uses a traditional 4-4-2 attacking formation, and their centre-forward looks even stronger and taller than Kaiserslautern's Jankel, almost two metres tall and looks like a humanoid tank from a distance, which is a little scary, and it is Darby Berlin's main scorer, Bonazzoli.
After the start of the game, Karlsruhe's attack was a little unplayable, compared to Darby Berlin, who likes to use long crosses to hang in the middle, since they were promoted to the Bundesliga, they have always preferred to use short passes to cooperate with the attack, Becker hopes to learn the overall tactics of Barcelona and build German art football.
At the moment, however, it seems that he has failed, and Karlsruhe's inadequacies were immediately evident when encountering such a field, and even Federico's passes kept making mistakes.
"Oh, is this really Karlsruhe, the Bundesliga team that hasn't lost so far?" Costa, the commentator at the Berlin Stadium, seemed to be in doubt.
The two teams on the pitch look more amateur than Karlsruhe, although the majority of the ball is still at their feet. But the attack simply couldn't get up, and the defense was even more miserable, with the back three being ravaged by Bonazzoli's strong body and slashing around in the Karlsruhe penalty area.
In the first five minutes, Dick was already injured and replaced by Boden, who was only 180 centimeters, and Bonazzoli was even more like a wild horse, and his defense was like a void.
"This time Karlsruhe is difficult to play, Dick is 185 cm, while Borden is only in his early 180s, and Boden is almost 12 kg lighter than Bonazzoli, can he carry Bonazzoli? Next, Karlsruhe is going to accept the aerial bombardment of Darby Berlin, and hopefully their Chinese goalkeeper will continue to play his magic, let's wait and see! ”
Due to Wu Feng's magical continued play, Darby Berlin's offense was constantly blocked by Wu Feng, but Becker on the sidelines was still so anxious that he didn't settle down for a minute, and kept commanding the defense loudly on the sidelines.
And Darby Berlin is just like Becker thought, even though they know that Karlsruhe at the moment is much stronger for them, but they will not give in at all and take the initiative to attack in front of the home fans.
To be honest, Darby Berlin's strength is not very weak, although it is only an amateur team, but the team that can play in the German Cup is not too bad.
Although they haven't played any decent attack since the start of the game, and their rough skills are no different from primitive players in Karlsruhe, so most of the competition for the ball in the midfield is still at Karlsruhe's feet, but the pitch is too slippery for them to have a chance to attack.
And Darby Berlin's style of play is so "tough" that it is simply frightening, and almost all the frontcourt players have suffered from their tricks.
Flirting hands, scissor feet, chrysanthemum fingers.
If it weren't for the fans in the stands reminding them that it was a German Cup match, they would have even thought it was a brawl. Although the players of Karlsruhe also played against Darby Berlin a long time ago, they were at least somewhat restrained at that time, although the movements were dirty, but the frequency was nothing compared to today.
"Woohoo! Darby Berlin showed us how an amateur team plays, they do small moves so well that the referee was so confused that he didn't even blow a foul. Oh, is this our German football? Costa could watch the slow-motion display on the sidelines and see a lot of small movements by Darby Berlin players, which he also despised as well. But after all, the referee is mortal, and he can't detect these hidden actions, so Costa can only keep complaining, and the attitude of the commentary can't help but tilt towards Karlsruhe.
"Darby Berlin is sick, isn't it? What exactly are they for? …… For the German Cup? How much can they advance at their level? The Karlsruhe players on the pitch kept thinking to themselves.
Darby Berlin coach Pusley looked at the two teams on the field with a serious face, but he didn't feel the slightest shame in his heart.
Victory?
What is Victory?
Victory is the number on the scoreboard, our score minus the opponent is greater than zero!
As for the process, and the means involved, Pusley smiled disdainfully.
Pursley doesn't think that the loser can find any excuse, this is football, modern utilitarian football.
But even so, he will still do what he should do, of course he knows that he can't win the game with these small actions alone, these small actions are just testing the bottom line of the referees.
In fact, the Karlsruhe players also knew in their hearts that Darby Berlin was nothing more than delaying the game, then provoking their own anger, and finally in the middle of their minds, they came back to seize the opportunity to strike the fatal blow.
A typical way of playing a weak team against a strong team.
"It's just you, can you stop being so dirty." The players in Karlsruhe have long scolded in their hearts, but no matter how much they scold, the players of Darby Berlin will not pay attention to it at all, they should have fouled and fouled, they should have apologized and apologized, pretending to be as pitiful as a gray wolf in front of the referee, but they were as arrogant as the uncle in the game.
This made the unhappy hearts of the players in Karlsruhe accumulate more and more, and they are almost on the verge of exploding, and they all want to go up and fight with this group of bitches. Capalani, in particular, tripped hard in the back during a dribbling breakaway, but the referee said nothing, or Tim would have grabbed him from the side, and Capalani would have let the Darby Berlin defender try his fists from the African Lions.
And just when all the players couldn't bear it anymore, a loud roar suddenly came out from the sidelines.