Chapter Seventy-One: The Most Wonderful Ten Minutes (Part I)
"We can't go on like this!"
"That guy is crazy, we can't go crazy with him! Four players have already been booked, that's enough, if we don't want to be reduced before the game is over, sir, we have to stop this man-to-man defence! ”
"Let's change people, sir!"
Sidelines.
Loew stood with a grim expression, and his two assistants were anxious, loudly expressing their suggestions.
Nearly 80 minutes into the game, the Germans' tactics were a success, with their tough overall defence at the back of Spain's formidable midfield line-up, while keeping an eye on Van Bizhuang and keeping their opponents unable to score until now.
But in fact, it can also be said that it failed, because in their predictions, not allowing the Spanish team to score is only one aspect, and the other half is to have their own team score through counter-attacks. At this point, they were very unsuccessful, creating a couple of good scoring opportunities in the first half, but failed to take advantage of them, and since entering the second half, Spain's passing tactical play has been leaky, and while comprehensively suppressing the German team, it has not given them many opportunities to counterattack.
The most unacceptable thing is the current situation of the game, Fan Bizhuang almost single-handedly dragged the German team into the quagmire, at the moment there are already four players who have received yellow cards on him, no one knows, as the game progresses, there will be more players with yellow cards because of this - more serious, the players with yellow cards, maybe when they will be played again, and then be driven out of the field.
At the time of the most stalemate, it was facing a crisis of attrition, and it was not just a player who had such a crisis, it can be said that Fan Bizhuang's "nonsense" was completely painful and scared of the German team coaches on the sidelines.
With the advice of the assistants in his ears, or the sound of pleading, Loew's expression still did not change, but in his heart, it also set off a lot of waves.
In this game, he can be said to have made every effort to limit the sharpest arrows of the Spanish team, and made several sets of marking plans in a targeted manner, which proved to be quite good.
But it's just good.
Even in the most difficult times, Fan Bizhuang can still find opportunities to break through and shoot from time to time, and at this moment, Fan Bizhuang who is spilling is completely putting the German team's defense on the verge of collapse.
Loew once again rediscovered Fan Bizhuang's ability, this young Chinese player, is simply a monster, a monster who is unreasonable and rampant, even if he knows what he will do, he has been prepared for a long time, but he is still hit by him and bloody!
"Alas!"
Loew sighed leisurely, the game has a faint tendency to get out of his control, and he now has no good way to deal with the "crazy" Fan Bizhuang, so he can only resign himself to fate.
Loew waved his hand and a substitute got up from his seat and began to move in the warm-up area.
Loew is ready to make substitution adjustments, several players who are guarding Bizhuang have been saddled with yellow cards, and in the case of shrinking, the restrictions on Fan Bizhuang have been greatly reduced, and Loew wants to replace them and continue to strengthen the marking of Fan Bizhuang.
Loew was ready to send the score into extra time, but after a minute, he had a look of surprise on his face and the feeling of being knocked out by a pie falling from the sky.
on the pitch.
The game was 81 minutes on.
The Spanish team once again attacked to no avail, but the German team took advantage of the situation to play a wave of rapid counterattack, the football passed three passes and two downs to the left side, Podolski crossed straight with his feet, Klose in the middle struggled to jump and fight for the top, Pique did not know the situation behind him, and took the first step to push the football directly out of the bottom line.
Germany won a corner.
The German team, which was almost completely inferior in the entire second half, took the lead in scoring with this corner kick opportunity.
Mesut Ozil drove a corner kick and Podolski bounced back in front of him, causing chaos in the box. In the midst of the chaos, Klose fell to the ground and shoveled, but the football was shoveled into the goal. Casillas' vision was blocked, and by the time he realized something was wrong, the ball had slipped through his leg and into the goal.
No one could have imagined that at the end of the game, the German team would use such a dramatic way to score the first goal, which was a blessing for the German tank in an extremely unfavorable situation, and with little time left in the game, this goal could almost be regarded as decisive.
The entire Durban stadium fell silent, and after a few moments, the fans in Germany's home jersey jumped up with their fists raised, everyone's face filled with ecstasy and excitement, screams and cheers and roars.
The Spanish fans, on the other hand, had a dull expression, and some people already had a bad premonition, covering their cheeks and spitting lowly.
“GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOAL! GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOAL! Klose! Klose! Miroslav ...... Klose! He scored the crucial goal for Germany! It was his 14th goal in the World Cup! He has already equalled legendary Brazilian striker Ronaldo, and the two are tied for the all-time top scorer in the World Cup! ”
'In an extremely unfavourable situation, Klose's goal was decisive! Now, the Germans are ahead and on the road to the final, they are on the dominant side, and they will hopefully meet the Netherlands in the final! ”
"It was the most painful scene for the Spanish team! They dominated the field, they had more possession, they had more shots on goal, but ...... The lead is the German team! What a blow to you! ”
"Two years ago, Spain beat Germany in the European Championship final with a goal from Fernando Torres, and now, is Germany's revenge finally coming? I would say that Spain have to give it their go, and there are at least ten minutes left before the end of the game, plus stoppage time, and they have to score in that little time! If they still want to keep their hopes of qualifying for the finals! ”
The German players were jubilant and celebrated wildly on the pitch, with Klose running wildly with his arms outstretched and then performing his trademark somersault, with his team-mates running up from behind and pulling him to the ground, a crowd cheering and roaring wildly.
On the other hand, the Spanish players were frustrated and dazed.
They were clearly in control of the game, they had clearly pushed the German team to the brink of defeat, and they saw that the dawn of victory was ahead, but ...... But now it's Germany that scores!
It was an incomparably heavy blow, and Klose's sudden goal was like a hammer in the chest, brutally hitting them in the chest, leaving every Spanish player with a tightness in their chest.
And what makes them confused and confused is, do they still have a chance to score? Will they still be able to make it to the finals? In the first more than 80 minutes, they were unable to help the steel defense of the German team, and there were only more than 10 minutes left, can they do it?
Emotions were spreading among the Spanish players.
"Bastard!"
The stadium has been divided into two worlds at this moment, one side is laughter, the other side is silence, Fan Bizhuang in the silent atmosphere, suddenly burst into foul language, kicked the turf hard, but now is not the time for him to be angry, he does not want to give up, he does not want to leave the South African continent as a loser.
"Cheer up! Perk!! Cheer me up! ”
"It's not over yet! There is still time, we still have time! ”
"Trust me! Give me all the balls and I'll take care of everything! I need everyone's trust, you have to believe in me and believe in yourself, we can score, we can equalize, we will go final! ”
Fan Bizhuang roared at his teammates, some people raised their heads, or looked at him suspiciously, or their eyes were full of expectation, but Fan Bizhuang ignored them, and after yelling loudly to express his uncompromising attitude, Fan Bizhuang ran into his own goal, scooped up the football, and ran quickly to the center circle.
Everyone understood his attitude.
Yes, it is Germany who is leading now, and it seems that Germany has the greatest hope of advancing to the final, but he will not just give up!
He can still run, he can still fight, and he won't stop until the whistle blows at the end of the race!
"Fan! He quickly ran to the center circle with the soccer ball in his arms! ”
"When his teammates were in a daze, Fan made the most powerful reply with practical actions - he will not give up!"
"At this time, the Spanish team needs a real leader to lead the team to launch a Jedi counterattack - not Xavi, not Puyol, this leader is - young Fan!"
"I don't think the game will end like this, Fan didn't give up, Fan is still trying! Let's wait and see, let's see if Van can lead his team and create miracles! ”
The Durban Stadium was boiling again, the weeping Spanish fans wiped the tears from their faces, there were applause, cheers and shouts, everyone stood up, clapped their hands, and sent the most tragic shouts to the stadium, and the fans were also using their voices to give the most powerful support to their team.
"Defend! Defend!! ”
"Look at him! Gotta watch him! Can't give him any chance! ”
"Hold on, victory is at hand! The door to the finals is now open! This is our battle of revenge, this is our battle of glory, and if we win, we will fight for the most shining championship trophy! ”
On the field, the first to react was the head coach of the German team, Loew, Fan Bizhuang's resolute movements and eyes, so that he couldn't help but tremble in his heart, and after being stunned, he waved and shouted at the field again and again.
He wants his team to defend with all their might, as long as they withstand the crazy counterattack of the Spanish team, then, victory is ahead!