Tang Zhenglong looked at the big screen and kept adjusting his smile.

"Well, yes, that's handsome."

"Hey, who's in my way."

"Get out of the way."

Tang Zhenglong looked up, and Stevens' expression was quite unhappy.

"Head, you're in my way."

"What are you smiling at at the camera? Are you handsome? ”

"Head, it was the camera that took the initiative to shoot me, you have to ask the camera."

"Why don't you send me on the field, I find that I have more shots on the sidelines than on the court."

……

Stevens thought about it for a while, it seems that Tang Zhenglong belongs to the type that has a lot of sideline scenes and disappears when he plays, but such a person is the second scorer in the team.

"You cover my face, I can consider sending you on the field in the second half."

"Head, you're going too far."

"Stop laughing."

After the goal, the tense nerves of the Dortmund players relaxed, and as a Bundesliga team, the pressure on them was even greater.

Now a goal at least gives Dortmund the initiative, the manager is gesturing, and the ball is more at the feet of Kehl, as the core of the home field, he is the metronome of Dortmund, controlling the pace of the game.

'Borussia Dortmund are very experienced and start to control the game after taking the lead, Cologne wants to rush to the Bundesliga, there is still a lot to learn, such as how to control the tempo of the game, how to win the game.

Stevens was a bit helpless, and the opponents were indeed experienced, such as their veteran midfielder Lars Ricken.

He was the one who scored the winning goal for Borussia Dortmund in the 1997 Champions League final, and such a player has a particularly strong sense of superiority against Bundesliga teams.

"Ricken takes the ball."

"Direct shot."

"The ball went high and it reminded us of the Champions League final against Juventus, which was the best Borussia Dortmund, the golden German warrior."

Soon, Odon Kohl used his speed to blast the Cologne defence, but his shot was slightly wide.

The camera was given to Tang Zhenglong again, only to see him covering his face.

The commentator smiled: "Tang Du can't stand it anymore, if this shot is kicked by him, it is estimated that it will be scored." ”

Taking advantage of a dead goal, Podolski stepped up and encouraged his team-mates, which was the captain's responsibility.

'We are a Bundesliga team, but we shouldn't be afraid of the opponents.

'Just like you usually do in the league, give me the ball, support me on the wings as much as you can, we're one goal away and we'll equalise, trust me.'

Everyone nodded, with Podolski as the backbone, his teammates felt a lot more relieved, after all, he is the only player in Cologne with Bundesliga level.

Van Marwijk looked at Podolski drooling, he would love to buy Prince Cologne, and his technical characteristics are more suitable for the team, but this can only be imagined, because the whole of Germany knows that his future belongs to Bayern Munich.

The Cologne midfielder managed to snatch the ball down, and of course such a chance could not be wasted, and such a ball would only be passed to Podolski.

But......

What Cologne could think of, Dortmund guessed.

The ball is broken!

"The intention of the pass is so obvious, I can see how the ball is going to be passed." Narrator.

After breaking the ball, Kyle took the ball, and then the Brazilian defender Dede suddenly plugged in quickly, this is Carlos of Dortmund, who has a strong ability to assist, and Kyle handed the ball over directly.

The Cologne full-back thought that Dede was repeating his old tricks, surpassing the outside, and was ready to cross, but this time he was wrong, and Dede chose to cut inside.

In doing so, Cologne was torn open on the right, which grew wider and wider, until the Cologne centre-back spotted Dede to shoot.

'The full-backs have to shoot straight at goal.'

Dede rushed into the box, his mind was only on the goal, the desire to shoot overwhelmed everything, and he didn't even see Odonkor beckoning in the middle.

A kick burst.

"Hell, are you Carlos?" Stevens felt a little unlucky, and the opponent seemed to be very excited about this game.

The ball flew into the near corner and into the net, and goalkeeper Svante didn't even have time to save.

It was Dede's first goal of the season, and it was such a beautiful one-man goal that he and his team-mates celebrated wildly.

The Cologne player has become the background emperor, and the camera is given to Podolsky this time, the meaning is a bit complicated, as if to say, is the Prince of Cologne still capable of turning the tide this time?

"The camera is shooting Lucas, but it's not fair, football is not a one-man sport, the whole team is responsible."

Podolski didn't complain about anything, since he was the captain, he would have taken on a little more responsibility, he was used to taking the blame when he lost.

After 0-2, the mentality of the Cologne players was clearly hit.

"Maybe that's our level?"

"That's the difference between the Bundesliga and the Bundesliga."

Borussia Dortmund took advantage of the victory and played several dangerous attacks in succession, and if it weren't for the goalkeeper's bravery, Dortmund might have ended the first half with a 3-0 advantage.

At the end of the first half, there were sporadic boos at the Rheinenergy Arena and dancing with the visiting fans who had already celebrated their team's qualification to the last 16 of the German Cup.

Van Marwijk was waiting in the tunnel and he was going to hug his players and they did really well in the first half.

'If we can play like this all the time, then the German Cup will definitely be ours.'

"Hahaha."

Stevens was also waiting on the sidelines, and he was there to comfort his players.

"You've done a great job, we're fighting for honor."

"Head, we played like a lump of S's in the first half." Schultz felt that the game was very frustrating.

Football is not about fighting, and sometimes that feeling of being on fire is really nowhere to vent.

Stevens squeezed out a smile, "Our goal this season is still to rush to the Bundesliga, as for the rest, let's fight for it next season." ”

At this point, Podolski walked over, Stevens was ready to be appeased, and the others were okay to say that this was the first brother on the team.

"Lucas, be happy, there's 45 minutes left."

Podolski and Stevens high-fived, and just as he was about to walk into the tunnel, he suddenly turned back.

"Head."

"Lucas, what's the matter?"

'Let Don play in the second half, I think he can help the team.'

Stevens was stunned for a moment, then smiled.

Podolsky also smiled, "Although Don is not very reliable, he is still quite magical sometimes, anyway, it is already 0-2, and we have nothing to lose." ”

Stevens nodded, he beckoned to Tang Zhenglong, "Don, warm up." ”

Tang Zhenglong once again showed a sassy expression.

"Boss, you're so wise."