Chapter 230: Team Thighs
Hamburg 10, Barbarets, the camera focuses on his face for a long time, this is the captain of Hamburg.
The Bosnian has been playing for Hamburg for six years and is the absolute mainstay of Hamburg's forward line.
Soon, the camera panned to Van der Vaart's body.
The Dutch golden boy smiled confidently, Ajax, European Golden Boy winner, for him, Hamburg is just a stopover, his future is not Bayern Munich, or Real Madrid.
Barbarets' partner up front is German striker Raut, who is also a good striker.
Van der Vaart's defensive midfielder is Yarolim, the Czech iron waist.
At the back is Belgium's Van Bitten, who stands at 1.95m.
After the start of the game, a camera captured Tang Zhenglong and Van Bitten at the same time.
"Hahaha." The commentary laughed wantonly, "This seems to be the feeling of an older brother taking a younger brother." β
Even Cologne's assistant coach was a little drummed, "Boss, isn't it a bit silly for us to arrange for Don to play center?" β
Stevens laughed, "That guy always surprises us, don't worry." β
The game begins.
"Master, do you want to activate the stake skills?"
"What are Van Bitten's defensive attributes?"
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"Hahaha, that can't stop me."
"Open?"
"Of course not, let me tell you, we have an idiom in China called wanting to capture and indulge."
"I see, master, do you mean to let the opponent underestimate the enemy?"
"Haha, that's right."
Tang Zhenglong was alone in the center of the front, and Hamburg felt that Cologne was a joke.
Belgian Van Bitten scoffed: "If you want to score, unless you get under my crotch." β
"Get out!"
Tang Zhenglong and Van Bitten's physical confrontation is like the feeling of a bicycle hitting a car.
The Cologne midfielder hung the ball to the front, Tang Zhenglong quickly inserted it, and as expected, in the first confrontation, Tang Zhenglong fell to the ground.
"Referee, it's a penalty."
Van Bitten shook his finger contemptuously, "I didn't touch you at all." β
The referee signaled Tang Zhenglong to get up, and there was no penalty.
Tang Zhenglong had a coke in his heart, but gritted his teeth in his mouth, "You are a foul." β
Van Bitten shrugged, "You're really not suitable to play as a center forward, let's go to the wing, it's not even a little difficult to fight against you." β
How many times did such a meaningless confrontation take place, and Dole became alert, how thief is Tang Zhenglong? This is known throughout Germany.
How could such a person do something meaningless?
The assistant coach reminded: "Boss, don't be careless, this is the person who scores first in the Bundesliga." β
Dole nodded.
He called Van Bitten over, "Keep an eye out for that Chinese." β
"Just him!!" Van Bitten was happy, "He's like a paper man, Asians can't play center. β
'If that's the case, how could he have scored 13 goals.'
Van Bitten was stunned for a moment, and then smiled: "That's because of Lucas, he is a shadow striker, and it all depends on Lucas to pass the ball to him." β
Dole pointed to his head, "Be vigilant." β
Fan Bitten nodded, but he didn't care in his heart, he felt that even if Tang Zhenglong activated the two positions first, he could easily chase it back.
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Van der Vaart loves to show and he always wants to show that he is different.
After completing a difficult catch in midfield, Van der Vaart suddenly lifted the ball lightly with the instep of his foot and passed the ball to the front line in four or two thousand pounds.
Raut's header was fed to Barbarets on the other side, and just as the beautiful attack was about to be completed, the goalkeeper stepped out at the crucial moment to hold the ball firmly.
Svante looked up and saw that Tang Zhenglong was raising his hand to ask for the ball.
"Give me, give me."
Van Bitten looked at it and said it was nonsense, one-on-one, are you my opponent?
Ball to!
People are here!
"System, turn on the stake skill."
It's a center skill.
In fact, the center of football is similar to the center of basketball, and they are both a fulcrum that can stand in the penalty area.
If the physical confrontation (especially the first one) is not good, it is impossible to be a center forward.
Van Bitten judged the way of the ball, saw the right time, and leaned on Tang Zhenglong, if it was before, Tang Zhenglong would have obediently handed over the ball.
But this time......
As soon as he made contact, Van Bitten's face changed.
"Why can't you bump?"
Tang Zhenglong's feet seemed to be rooted.
Not only could he not move, but Van Bitten stumbled under his feet.
"Van Bitten was knocked down by Tang Zhenglong? Did Don cast some magic? β
The Hamburg coach was dumbfounded and stunned.
Imagine seeing a bicycle and a car collide on the street, and the car flies off and the bike is fine.
That's pretty much what it feels like at this point.
Entering the penalty area, facing the goalkeeper, Tang Zhenglong was unceremonious, and shot with one kick, anyway, the right side of the penalty area must be entered, so it doesn't matter if he shoots vigorously.
The ball was like a cannonball, burrowing into the goal.
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Tang Zhenglong rushed to the stands and made a gesture to shut up.
The commentator said excitedly: "This is a center-forward goal, Tang Zhenglong can really play center-forward." β
This is a goal that makes the opponent gnash his teeth, but can only shut up, strong, domineering, like the feeling of Drogba in the Premier League eating Senderos.
Van Bitten still can't believe what happened just now, could it be that this guy deliberately showed weakness before?
"The boss is right, this guy is really a thief."
The referee reminded Tang Zhenglong, "Don't provoke the fans. β
Tang Zhenglong immediately put on a harmless expression, "I didn't, I made a flying kiss gesture." β
"You're obviously a shut-up gesture." The referee thought to himself.
"One verbal warning, insulting the referee's IQ."
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Tang Zhenglong rubbed his hands together, as if he had done something wrong.
When he ran back, Van Bitten called out to Tang Zhenglong, "You did it on purpose?" β
"What deliberately?"
"You know what I mean."
Tang Zhenglong nodded, "That's right, I did it on purpose, and it's easy to fight against you." β
Tang Zhenglong said and stretched out his little finger.
Van Bitten gritted his teeth, "You bastard. β
"Hehe, if you want to blame, blame yourself for being stupid."
Matip ran over and smiled: "Don, you are so powerful, why don't you usually behave." β
"Don't you know who I am? I only show my true strength when it matters most. β
"Don, your legs are so strong." Schultz laughed.
"So girls like me, like you, I tremble when I walk, who will like you......"
"Get out, don't complain about me for a second, will you die!!"
"Mattia, do you want to learn it, this is Chinese kung fu."
Schultz shook his head, "You must have lied to me again." β
Stevens was also very happy, he bet right, Tang Zhenglong can really play the center, so that in the days when Podolski is injured, Cologne's forward line can have someone to rely on.
Later on, this was called the team thigh.
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