The highlight of Freiburg's first half against Borussia Mönchengladbach was Grifo, who came on in place of Sunset.

But the most depressed is him.

Grifo's pitch was impeccable, both in terms of commitment and form. With his aggressive running, Borussia Mönchengladbach led in possession, at one point reaching 59 per cent to 41 per cent. However, in terms of the quality of the attack, such as shots on goal and shots on target, Freiburg was significantly ahead of the opponent.

But there were all kinds of saves, blocks, all kinds of sliding doors, and once Wagner's header smashed on the crossbar and bounced.

On 38 minutes, Chelsea star Eden Hazard's younger brother Solgen Hazard picked up a ball from team-mate Traore in the chaos and fired his first shot on target in the first half to find the back of the net.

Freiburg's assistant coach Fassler didn't think it was a matter of simple luck and talked to Streich:

"The problem is with the attacking players. Both Wagner and Philip clearly don't trust Grifo as much as Yu, and seem to be on the right track every time, but they lack Sunset's initiative when he's on the field. The same pass doesn't work as well as Sunset when he's on the court..."

Streich disagrees:

In the end, it was his own question, why did the attacking players trust Yu more? It has nothing to do with personal relationships, Philip also trusts Yu when he is on the field, because when Yu is on the field, they just have to stare at the defense, the ball is not passed is the reason why teammates have better chances, they don't need to think about any non-competitive factors, this is trust, this is state. Let's warm up..."

Fassler laughed when he heard this, and while calling Sunset, Follenbach, and Peterson to warm up, he asked the head coach:

"You're not going to punish him anymore?"

"When am I going to punish him? I'm just hitting him, isn't it normal for young people to make small mistakes once in a while? And we all know the reason for his distraction and his subsequent attitude, and there is no need to make his situation completely cool down as a price, that is the management is making mistakes. ”

Sunset is excited to hear his coach call him to warm up, and jumps to his feet and runs towards the warm-up area. As he warmed up, the Freiburg fans also got excited, hugging to the edge of the seats to high-five him, shouting and cheering for him.

Feeling separated from the fans for a century, Sunset was also very excited, and after high-fives one by one, he actually made a gesture of raising his arms to encourage the fans, which triggered a more enthusiastic response from the fans.

"Hey, boy, don't stir up the emotions of the fans, it's a double-edged sword, if you can't show what they want, their cheering can turn into swearing at any time..."

Sunset liked the feeling of being needed and expected, and no longer thought too much about it, and casually replied to Schweinsteiger:

"A double-edged sword is a double-edged sword, if it doesn't meet their expectations, I'll keep running, keep running..."

Schweinsteiger was stunned by this answer, and watched Sunset complete every warm-up move seriously, and was stunned for a moment before whispering to himself:

"yes, we didn't keep running, we lost momentum..."

……

This time, from the beginning of the warm-up, Sunset showed more passion, not only did not shy away from the passion of the fans, but also pushed this emotion through interaction from time to time, which made those who cared about him a little worried.

"This fool is not afraid of being scolded by the fans for not performing well for a while, isn't this putting the pressure on a team on his own, fool! Idiot! Fool ......"

Xia Qianqian nervously grabbed the hem of the jersey, while blaming with some worry.

Xia Mo, who was holding his mobile phone next to him, wanted to give him a close-up because he was also going to call Sunset when he was just warming up, but he was a little angry when he didn't get cooperation, and then said:

"It's just, I started to be blind before I kicked much, and I was bound to be scolded for a while......"

On the pitchside, Fassler was also worried:

"Could Yu be a little overexcited? His style of play requires opponents to ignore him, so it's not good to be high-profile..."

"Maybe, but it depends on whether he can withstand the pressure, and if he performs well, he will become the darling of the fans..."

Sunset doesn't know these worries, and he doesn't care, he just wants to play, he just wants to win, he doesn't want to be distracted by anything else, and he doesn't want to calculate the success or failure.

After a long half-time break, Sunset took the stage, once again greeted with applause and cheers from the fans.

Just as Fassler feared, Sunset was closely guarded by Borussia Mönchengladbach on the field, and midfielders Strobble and Traore adopted the Bundesliga-style defensive afterglow style, with the physically strong Stroble approaching, and the fast Traorrel pulling five or six meters away to assist, and immediately clamping Sunset before he could catch the ball, limiting the space for him to move and complete the action.

And the defensive action was not closed at all, and he found that he picked up the ball in the grip of the two, and before he could turn around, he pressed it to the ground.

The referee blew for a foul, and Stroble reached out to pull Sunset with a smile on his face, but the words in his mouth were not very good:

"You're just going to put on a show like a clown, boy, you should go to the circus instead of the stadium, next time I'll give you a taste of something even better..."

"Ha, it's more fun than the circus, I'm going to stay here, stay forever. If you want to be rough, don't be long-winded like a..."

Sunset jumped straight to her feet, and as soon as Stroble was about to fight back, the referee rushed over and warned the two to focus on the game.

This foul position is a little far from the goal, 36 or 7 meters, Franz set the ball and asked Sunset:

"Are you going to take this penalty?"

"No, thanks, it's a bit far for me, I'm asking if you can take the ball to the left, how about I cross from there?"

Franz nodded as soon as he saw that Borussia Mönchengladbach had only two strikers lined up in front of the ball, and that everyone else was entangled with a few tall players from Freiburg on the line of the penalty area, and that the left side of the penalty area was empty:

"But Traore is not slow, you have thought about it?"

Sunset nodded and walked slowly forward.

His skinny body was almost negligible at set-pieces, with attention focused on the big men like Wagner and Gould, and Sunset's communication was more like a losing battle for the free throw, with Traore absentmindedly following the apparently absent-minded Sunset to the frontcourt.

At the referee's whistle, Sunset kicks in and shakes Traoré, who is really unreactive, before seeing the ball fly overhead and land in the empty space on the outside of the box.

Traore, who was not slow, only slowed down when Sunset stopped the ball before the sideline and chased it behind him, but Sunset's stop was directly knocked back with his heel, and the man also turned counterclockwise from the left, directly left Traore behind him, and then directly crossed the ball.

The moment Franz made a free throw, the two sides were already entangled, but the pass to the left made them both a little confused, and when Sunset controlled the ball and threw off Traore, some of the Mönchen players came out to block, and some people looked for the target again, very panicked.

In addition, Sunset passed the ball to Philip at the back post, instead of Varna, Gould and others, who were tall and sharp, and were also unexpectedly pushed directly into the near post by Philip.

In the 47th minute, Freiburg's first shot on goal went in. The score, tied up.