In the Netherlands, there are three traditional powerhouses, namely Ajax, Eindhoven and Feyenoord, of which Feyenoord is Ajax's sworn enemy, over the years, there have been countless conflicts between fans of the two sides, so although this game is just a friendly match, but look at the atmosphere of the fans on the sidelines, there is already a little bit of a battle of mortal enemies, the security personnel of the stadium do not dare to slack off, and even part of the police force has been supplemented into the security personnel.

"Hey, look, our nimble lad doesn't seem to be in the starting lineup!"

In the stands, Uncle Rohm was screaming in fuss. It seems that the warm-up game during this period of time still gave Li Lin some gains, at least he has an older fan.

Beside him, his son Sander rolled his eyes in dissatisfaction and said, "That kid will pick up leaks, and he is so thin, he is not as big as our Borigot!" ”

"What a leak, that's called the striker's sense of smell! Look at Borigot's bulky big man where Li is powerful, look at Lee's speed, look at Lee's running, a striker like Lee is the real striker! It's like Van Basten! ”

Uncle Roma was unwilling to be sarcastic about his favorite player, and immediately retorted.

"You're insulting Van Basten! Where can that skinny kid compare with Van Basten! ”

"Sooner or later, he'll be a striker like Van Basten!"

The father and son quarreled over whether Li Lin could become a great striker, and Aunt Salisa, who watched the game together, shook her head helplessly, and she was used to this situation.

If Li Lin, who was sitting on the bench at this time, knew that he had a hardcore supporter, and he would directly raise his future to the height of Van Basten as soon as he came up, I don't know if he would be happy or helpless.

At this time, he was still talking to Fisher and Cillessen about the tense atmosphere that was now looming on the court.

'Every time you play Feyenoord, the atmosphere between the fans in the stands is tense, even the players on the pitch become a little bit different, it's a battle of mortal enemies, everybody gives it their all to win.'

Jasper Cillesson said with some sighs that he is different from players like Li Lin and Fisher, although he is not very old, he can be regarded as their predecessors.

The current age structure of Ajax is interesting, some were born in 89, some were born in 93 and 94, and some were "veterans" in 86, such a young team is not common in European football.

"yes, it's like the Manchester derby, even if it's a youth team game, it's like Mars hitting the Earth."

Li Lin nodded approvingly, although he had never played in this kind of game again, he could also feel the feeling of sparks splashing and sword swinging on the sidelines.

Next to him, Fisher looked at the court with a wistful expression, already a little impatient.

……

At this time, Ajax's form on the pitch was not very good, and in the face of Feyenoord's experienced defense, Ajax was at a loss for a while.

"It's not a good coming, it's only been a long time since pre-season training started, and Feyenoord is already in such good shape."

Seeing Legritte return to no avail in the penalty area, Frank de Boer shook his head, a little confused and surprised, but more alert, Feyenoord looked like he was going to show his skills this season.

"Borigot's body is not at its best, and his performance is understandable."

On the side, assistant coach Armand comforted.

'Boligott's body is always a danger and if he gets injured again, we have to put De Jong up front.

Speaking of this, Frank de Boer's eyes couldn't help but drift to the bench, where Li Lin was sitting and watching the game intently.

Will he be able to take Borigot's position?

Frank De Boer fell into deep thought, although Li Lin performed well in the warm-up match, but the intensity of the warm-up match was not high enough after all, Li Lin's strength was not too convincing, and if he really wanted to impress him, it may only be possible in the real game!

"Replace the boys in the second half, let's see if there will be any surprises!"

The first half of the game was spent in a very dull rhythm, and the aggressive attacking Ajax did not have a slight advantage in Feyenoord, but the opponent's several counterattacks played well, which made Coach De Boer very dissatisfied, and severely criticized the team's defense in the dressing room.

"Don't be surprised, our coach takes any game very seriously, you should feel it, we have long been used to it, and it is normal to be criticized for not performing well."

Looking at Li Lin's somewhat stunned expression, Mosanyid was happy and explained a little.

Li Lin nodded knowingly, indeed, even against the regional league team, Frank de Boer is taking it very seriously, which is true.

"In the second half, all the players will be substituted, and hopefully you can take advantage of this opportunity, although it is only a warm-up game, but the opposite side is our mortal enemy! It's Feyenoord! I don't care what kind of game it is, I'm going to win. If someone makes a mistake in the end and the team loses, and I am sprayed by the media after the game, you just have to wait and sit on the cold bench! ”

Frank de Boer's face was calm, but the words he said sent chills down the shoulders of the young players who were about to take on the pitch.

"Alright, let's go and behave on the field!"

……

"Haha, Coach Frank de Boer is still so bold as he has always been, he still changed all the players, and put on a bunch of youngsters, he doesn't want to think about what kind of storm it will be in the media if the team loses by a big score? Journalists, it doesn't matter what kind of competition it is! ”

Commentator Stephen laughed, looking at these young players of Ajax on the field, and then looking at Feyenoord opposite, he couldn't help but be happy again.

'If you look at Coach Renard Koeman, he was very safe, he just changed the attacking players and didn't move the defenders to make sure the goal wasn't threatened at the start of the second half.

In the stands at this time, the Ajax fans were also booing Reynard Koeman, while the few Feyenoord fans were not to be outdone, singing songs to cheer the team. Coeman himself, on the other hand, still stood firmly in front of the bench and did not change his face.

No one knew that Renard Corman was also secretly cursing in his heart at this time.

"Frank, a madman, is really not afraid of Ajax being beaten?"

Although he scolded like this, he still had a little envy in his heart, at least the other party had two champions in his hands, and he had confidence, it would be great if he had fun like this.