Chapter 43: He's Not Human! He's a monster!
Lewandowski's shot went off the crossbar, but it really scared Nuremberg for a while, and Lin Yu's exquisite pass made them feel a serious threat.
The Nuremberg fans in the stands gasped, while the Dortmund fans sighed in pity.
The next few minutes of the game were almost one-sided, Lin Yu fully played to the level he usually had in training, and the Nuremberg players were generally not very strong, which allowed him to give full play to his ability.
Several threatening passes through the opposition defence, and several dribbles into the opposition penalty area, all made Nuremberg's defenders tired to cope.
"My God, where the hell did this monster come from? Where did Klopp find such a demon? The on-site commentator exclaimed, in his eyes, Lin Yu's performance was not inferior to any player on the field in Dortmund, and even better.
Those last few minutes were a nightmare for Nuremberg.
Fortunately, the referee blew the whistle at the end of the first half, and the tired Nuremberg defenders sat directly on the ground, panting vigorously.
"Poor Nuremberg, it feels like they've come out of hell, they tried to slow down Dortmund's attack, but it was only the first half, I don't know what was going to happen in the second half, but one thing is for sure, that yellow-skinned, black-eyed Asian will be one of their biggest threats."
The commentary summed up the first half best, although Nuremberg took advantage of a mistake by Borussia Dortmund and scored a goal from a corner, but the rest of the game was completely under Dortmund's control.
Alban didn't go to the scene, he just sat at home and watched TV, Lin Yu's game he definitely wanted to watch, Lin Yu was brought to Dortmund from Leverkusen, and he is now Lin Yu's agent, Lin Yu's performance can almost determine the success of the second half of his life.
Now he was very happy, and listening to the narrator's words, he was extremely proud in his heart.
"He is indeed a monster, and even more so, a demon, and in time he will surely make his enemies tremble before him." Alban took a sip of his temper and laughed and muttered to himself.
The first half was over and the players and coaches were back in the dressing room.
Klopp patted Lin Yu on the shoulder and said unabashedly in approval: "Well done young man, you didn't disappoint me!" Keep playing well in the second half, our team needs to win, not just a draw! ”
"Don't worry, coach, I know what to do!" Lin Yu used to be very confident, but it was confidence for no reason, but now it's different, he's played in the main game, he has found real confidence in the official game, he can dribble the ball, he can pass the ball skillfully, he can do everything he does on the training ground.
Klopp did not make any changes to the team's tactics, but told his players to trust Lin Yu more, not as a newcomer, but as a real teammate.
His words quickly worked.
At the beginning of the second half, Lin Yu has almost completely become the organizational core of the midfield, whether it is the ball from the back or the ball from the side, it must be combed through him, and then decide where to go, because his skills may not be the best in the team, but his judgment is definitely the most correct.
For more than 20 minutes of the game, Dortmund continued to pose a threat to Nuremberg, although Nuremberg's defenders have regarded Lin Yu as the number one defensive target, but their defenders are so many after all, once most of the energy is focused on Lin Yu, Lewandowski, Reus and Blaszczykowski will be ignored, and even the two full-backs Piszczek and Schmelzer have frequently launched wing attacks.
Lin Yu's task is now simpler, he is like a commander on the field, he only needs to pass the ball out at the most opportune time to pose a great threat to Nuremberg's goal.
"He's so adaptable, it's the first time he's playing at the level of the Bundesliga, and he's so comfortable. And it seems that the more you play, the better it gets, and if it goes on like this, there should be no problem in keeping the main force. "Chinese commentators always hope that their country's players can be smooth sailing, so this statement is naturally a bit too idealistic.
The competition in Dortmund's frontcourt is very fierce, not to mention Gotze, Reus and Blaszczykowski, even the ability of substitutes Grosskloitz, Schiebel, Perisic and others is not bad, Lin Yu wants to play the main team, he really has to work harder.
"Perhaps! I'm just saying maybe! Will he become the first World Footballer of the Year in our country's history? Tao Wei said with emotion.
"If it continues like this, it may not be impossible, whether it is Messi or Ronaldo, they have come from such an era, and no one is born to be Mr. Football."
The two commentators are talking, but the situation on the field has changed.
Reuss, who had broken through with the ball on the wing, suddenly cut inside and shot with his feet, but the ball was saved by Nuremberg goalkeeper Schaefer.
This time, the ball landed at Lin Yu's feet again.
Why do you say again?
Because almost every time Schaefer saves the ball, the first landing point will be accurately judged by Lin Yu, and then the person is waiting there, his terrible judgment ability is simply outrageously strong.
"It's Lin Yu again! He's going to shoot! He's so fast! ”
At the same time as Lin Yu received the ball, one of Nuremberg's defenders fell to the ground desperately, trying to block the ball with his body, but unfortunately Lin Yu did not shoot at the first time, he calmly buckled the ball, just deducted the defensive area of this defender, and then shot a low flat ball, towards the dead corner of the Nuremberg goal.
As the ball looked to be in the middle of the net, the Dortmund fans were ready to cheer and celebrate.
Once again, however, the goalposts helped Nuremberg.
The slightest mistake is a thousand miles.
The ball hit the upright and bounced off the baseline.
Lin Yu pursed his lips, and secretly sighed that his shooting skills were still not accurate enough, this ball was completely aimed at the dead corner to shoot, but the shot was missed, it seems that the basic ability still needs to be strengthened.
Although he was dissatisfied, the commentary on the scene had already sighed: "It's him again!" It's the 13th again! It's that conspicuous Asian again! He almost sent Nuremberg to hell. The ball didn't go in, but his ability was on full display for us. ”
"I have to say that if Nuremberg can't contain the player's play, then the situation will be out of control."
"Hmph, of course you can't contain him, even the defender of Paris Saint-Germain, even the world's top central defender Thiago Silva has been played by him!" Alban, who was in front of the TV, pouted disdainfully.
Although he is a little complacent in this statement, he is Alban, not Lin Yu, and his complacency will not affect Lin Yu's performance.
"Cheers! You'll do it, young man! Looking at Lin Yu on the TV screen, Alban picked up a glass of beer and said excitedly.