"Penalty!!"

The referee pointed to the penalty spot for the second time, only this time it was a penalty from Eintracht Frankfurt.

This ball is a bit wronged.

Eintracht Frankfurt's tall centre-forward Alexander Meyer suddenly pulled away as he leaned against the Cologne defender, and the referee blew for a penalty when the ball hit the Cologne defender who was caught off guard.

"I'll admit it's a bit wronged, but it's a good shot." Narrator.

Meyer took the penalty himself.

Run up.

Shot.

GOOOOOOAL!

The stadium was boiling, and Meyer rushed to Tang Zhenglong after scoring a goal, and he wanted to demonstrate.

"See, Joker, that's how the penalty kick is taken."

The Eintracht Frankfurt players were mocking Tang Zhenglong, and their aim was to provoke the opponent, preferably to apply for a yellow card for Tang Zhenglong.

At this time, Jones reminded everyone, "Let's not touch him, or he will definitely fall to the ground and blackmail us." ”

"Really? I don't! ”

Perhaps because he was too excited after the goal, Meier became more and more excited, and poked his finger at Tang Zhenglong.

"Ahh

Tang Zhenglong fell to the ground instantly.

Meyer was stunned.

Jones said angrily: "I warned you a long time ago, don't touch him." ”

Meyer smiled wryly, "What is this? Still a man? ”

He reached out and dragged Tang Zhenglong on the ground, "Stop acting, are you still a man?" ”

"Ah, my head, my head."

Tang Zhenglong repeated a German word over and over again - head.

Meyer was stupid.

"I obviously touched your stomach, what are you doing with your head?"

Meyer is still too young, too simple, maybe he didn't watch the 2002 World Cup, otherwise Rivaldo's wonderful performance would have inspired him a lot.

The referee ran over.

Meier explained: "Referee, I touched his stomach. ”

A yellow card.

"You shouldn't have touched him."

According to the rules, players should never have physical contact when they are dead, unless it is voluntary.

However, the referee also knew that Tang Zhenglong's acting skills were superb.

"It's time to get up."

"Referee, he punched me, I can't see things clearly now."

"Almost, or I'm going to give you a yellow card."

Tang Zhenglong stopped humming, sat up slowly, and then stood up.

On the Frankfurt side, Jones was still blaming Meyer, "I said earlier, don't touch him, you just won't listen." ”

"How do I know......" Meyer had a feeling that he couldn't put it into words.

After 1-1, Eintracht Frankfurt's morale was even stronger, while Cologne was out of fitness, and Stevens' pre-match fears came true.

That is, Cologne is the only team in the Bundesliga to play two games a week, which actually has a big impact on the team.

'The midweek game against Bayer Leverkusen still affected Cologne's fitness and it was time to consider a substitution.

Stevens asked the substitutes to warm up, but they will not be replaced for the time being, and he himself knows that the gap between these substitutes and the main force is still quite large.

Podolsky panted.

Tang Zhenglong ran over, "Pass the ball to me, I'll shoot, but it must be on the right side of the penalty area." ”

"Why?"

"Because I'm right-footed."

"You can shoot with your right foot on the left."

"Where did you get all this nonsense." Tang Zhenglong was unhappy.

Sweat.

"By the way, aren't you tired?" As soon as the words fell, Podolsky himself laughed, "I didn't ask." ”

Tang Zhenglong's lazy kicking style, even if he plays five games a week, he is not tired.

Tang Zhenglong had a feeling of being despised.

"What do you mean?"

"It's not interesting."

The Cologne back line was getting more and more porous, Cheduri picked up the ball in front of the penalty area, he lifted his foot, but after a false shot, he didn't pass the ball, and he was ready to use his speed to break through himself.

Che Duri wants to prove that Tang Zhenglong is lucky, and he is the real strength, and he can represent Asia.

"The car."

"He burst in, and the Asian players are really fast."

At the far end were two Eintracht Frankfurt players who reached for the ball, but Cheudhuri only had the goal in his eyes, and he flew up and kicked the ball towards the goal.

But the ball didn't go past Svante's ten fingers.

The ball was held down by the goalkeeper.

Svante stood up and looked ahead, and found that there was only one Tang Zhenglong.

"The goalkeeper kicks off, is he going to look for Don?"

"But this ball ......"

Although Tang Zhenglong is alone in the front court, the goalkeeper also attacked, Tang Zhenglong is not tall, and the goalkeeper can reach out, obviously Tang Zhenglong has no advantage.

Tang Zhenglong leaned on the goalkeeper.

The Eintracht Frankfurt goalkeeper would certainly not be stupid enough to push Tang Zhenglong, so it would be a penalty, and he only needed to pick it up with his hand after the ball flew over.

Tang Zhenglong knows that this is the right side of the forbidden area, so can he play something exciting, such as a back barb?

The goalkeeper looked at Tang Zhenglong as if he was stupid, "With your back to me, what do you want to do?" ”

Suddenly, the audience was stunned, only to see Tang Zhenglong jumping on the spot, his feet over the top of his head, this is a barb.

"Don's little short legs are actually barbing?"

"Hahaha."

In front of the tall Germans, Tang Zhenglong is considered short, so Tang Zhenglong, who flew upside down at this time, looked so abrupt.

"Look for death!"

The goalkeeper jumped up and was about to shoot the ball, but it was Tang Zhenglong who kicked the ball first, and he saw that the ball flew towards the goal like having eyes.

"Don ......"

GOOOOOOAL。

'I don't know how Don did it, but he did, he unbelievably hit the ball into the net with a barb.

GOOOOOOAL。

Eintracht Frankfurt's face is green up and down, and it's very difficult.

First of all, the shooting point has just entered the big penalty area, which is quite far from the goal, and secondly, there is a goalkeeper in front of him, and the most important thing is that the ball turned out to be a back barb.

Cologne player Coke is broken.

"Don, you can actually barb, it turns out that little short legs can also barb."

"Fuck you, you're short legs, all three of your legs are short."

Schultz's face darkened, and the big guy laughed.

"15 goals, I'm going to catch up with Lucas right away, pay tribute to the new Prince of Cologne."

"you!"

"Hey, hey."

Eintracht Frankfurt head coach Funkel called Jones over.

"Why don't you follow this ball."

"I thought the goalkeeper would definitely solve it."

"What do you think? Do you kick the ball with brain waves? ”

Jones said, "But 90 percent of that guy is running around." ”

"That's because he's like Inzaghi, and that's a player like that."

Jones felt that his coach was old and confused, and he was blind to metaphors, but he had no reason to talk back, after all, he really didn't guard against Tang Zhenglong.

Here, Tang Zhenglong thought to himself: "It's time to call it a day, and the big mouth point will save the bonus to the physical attributes." ”

With the permanent skill of shooting on the right side of the penalty area, Tang Zhenglong suddenly felt rich.