Chapter 77: Breaking the Deadlock (6)
The second way is to abandon the defensive counterattack, go all out, and take advantage of Jena's defensive instability to score a few quick goals to reverse the disadvantage.
Jurgen Luzinger held his chin with one hand on his waist and the other on his chin, staring at the situation on the field with a frown, and the two methods made him extremely difficult to choose.
It's just that every method can't get around that person, Jena's goalkeeper, if Jena doesn't have Ye Xin.
Jurgen Luzinger has been unable to make a decision, and it is the first time that he has felt so entangled, but Saarbrücken has been lucky today except for the goal scored by Vogji.
Jena were slow to find the back of the net again.
Saarbrücken conceded only one goal in the first half, and the fans in the stands were relieved that they had only conceded one goal, and the home team still had a chance.
In the dressing room, Jürgen Lujinger was silent for a long time in front of the players, not knowing how to speak, but after a long time he decided to speak his mind.
"I'm sorry, to be honest I'm having a hard time choosing right now, I need your opinion"
Saarbrücken's players looked at each other suspiciously, and although the middle-aged man in front of them had only led them for ten games, they already believed in Jurgen very much.
Bold and calm, he always has an idea for all kinds of teams, and he has performed no worse than Deirt Ferner in the Bundesliga.
It's just that now this bold and calm man has hesitated and asked them for their opinions, which makes Saarbrücken's players a little uneasy.
'We were 1-0 down but we still had a full second half and only with a goal we had a chance to equalise or even win'
"But if we want to score, we have to play on the counter-attack like we are now, or play hard with Jena."
"But we don't create many chances to defend against them, and the goalkeeper in Jena, as you know, is basically ineffective against him, if he just attacks with all his might, I don't know if the goalkeeper in Jena will be like the one against Erfurt."
Jurgen paused when he said this, and the team members of Saarbrücken suddenly became a little discouraged, thinking of the Chinese's terrifying goalkeeping ability, and the big guy's psychology suddenly went to the bottom.
"But" Jurgen raised his voice, he wasn't here to demoralize his teammates.
"Saarbrücken has gone from the bottom of the fifth division to the current Bundesliga, I don't know what has kept you going until now, what has brought you back to the professional league"
"Is it Dilt's magic?"
"Is it your own magic?"
"Or something else?"
"Maybe I've been in Saarbrücken for a short time, so I don't know what kind of beliefs you have."
"But I have never doubted your will to fight!"
"Now I want you to tell me what to do."
There was silence in the dressing room.
Finally Saarbrücken's captain Stephen Seeger stood up, wiped the sweat from his head with a towel, and said slowly: "Head, you don't have to provoke us."
"Look at everyone," Stephen Seeger said, looking around.
"Enver, a 34-year-old guy from Albania" Stephen pointed to goalkeeper Enver, who looked up and smiled.
"Martin, 32," Stephen pointed to right-back Martin Foco.
"Stephen, 31," he pointed to himself again.
"Marcus, an old guy my age"
"Stephen Cooling, guy with the same name as me, 30 years old"
"Mark, 29 years old"
"Tim, 28 years old"......
Stephen pointed to all his teammates in turn, and he said flatly: "Head, we're all old guys"
Jurgen suddenly couldn't understand the usually taciturn captain.
"It doesn't matter to us whether we win or lose"
Jurgen's face changed, but then Stephen's words reassured him.
"I'll play in the back in the second half, and I'll give me the number 15 of Jena."
"As for the rest...... I don't think the big guys want to play like that, so what's the point of defending and counter-attacking for us? ”
"Give it to me on the right," Martin stood up.
"I'm on the left," Stephen Curling stood up.
"I'll do it in the middle," Mark stood up.
"And me," Crester followed.
"Give it a go, head," Stephen looked over with a smile.
Jurgen suddenly felt that he had discovered Saarbrücken's greatest secret, and he nodded solemnly.
"Attack with all your might!"
At the beginning of the second half, Saarbrücken began a frantic counterattack, Björn was suppressed for a while, and Saarbrücken's captain Stephen was like a second spring, biting Björn to the death.
And their four defenders are also like Stephen possessed, all of them are desperate.
The Jena team's attack was stopped for a while.
Now is the time.
Jurgen Luzinger stood on the sidelines, holding his right hand high and holding out three fingers.
Saarbrücken's players understood that their overall defence suddenly pressed forward, and the two full-backs changed their attitude and began to participate in the attacking chain.
Fly with both wings.
4-1-2-2-1。
A defensive counter-attacking formation, but a full-fledged offensive tactic.
This caught Jena off guard.
Heiko looked at the field in a daze, the incredible Zara blinked, and Salbrücken actually played the idea of attacking with all his might.
This made Heiko's old face a little unbearable, but he swore in the locker room that Salbrücken would continue to play defensive counter-attacks, after all, their style has always been steady.
This time, his tactical arrangement was completely disrupted.
That's careless.
Heiko criticized himself in his heart, and then quickly signaled his players to slow down, he didn't want to be brought into the rhythm of the opponent like he had played Erfurt.
However, the mentality of the players did not adjust as quickly as expected, and Saarbrücken's all-out attack began to bear fruit.
In the 60th minute, Saarbrücken played an unusually good combination when their right-back Martin Foco dribbled forward aggressively and evaded the Jena midfielder after half-time.
He immediately distributed the ball to left winger Marius Rocke, but Marius did something no one expected, he made a long-range lateral pass, and the ball was as accurate as a guided missile to the feet of Sivin Slok on the right.
Jena's backline was torn open with a gap.
Sywin dribbled all the way to the penalty spot in front of the Jena goal.
Ye Xin calmly looked at the picture in front of him until the moment the football flew in.
He jumped and flew his racket out.