Chapter 301: This Adversity Is a Bit Big
"Nuno."
"I felt like I saw Nuno at Euro 2000."
10 minutes into the game, Benfica led 1-0.
Rui Costa flicked the ball with his instep outside the midfield and sent a god-view pass, and Nuno Gomez in the box was like a civet, directly volleying with his left foot and smashing the ball into the near corner of the net.
1 to 0!
gooooooalγ
Many fans are reminded of Euro 2000, the all-powerful Nuno Gomes, the Gomes who scored goals in the Portuguese striker.
Benfica were favored before the game, and it looks like the result is indeed going in the direction predicted by the outside world.
At this time, Simang ran in front of Tang Zhenglong and made a slippery kneeling posture, which was provocative, and then he stretched out a finger.
"1 to 0."
Tang Zhenglong backhanded him one finger, but it was the middle one.
"Referee, you see, he gave me the middle finger."
The referee could see clearly that it was Simang himself who provoked first, and Tang Zhenglong was quite graceful.
"Stop the provocation for me."
Stevens frowned, conceding a goal first at home, which is not a good thing, Portuguese football is indeed strong.
Especially Rui Costa, don't look at leaving AC Milan, but he is getting more and more demonic, a bit of Zidane's feeling in the World Cup, and he has become a fairy.
Stevens gestured to the players on the pitch and asked the midfielders to keep an eye on Rui Costa and cut off his pass.
Soon, though, the little Italian Mikgli began to come into play, dribbling the ball down the flanks and breaking through very sharply.
In the 18th minute of the game, Mikley made a pass from the side, the Cologne player was out of position, and Nuno Gomez grabbed the front post and hit the ball into the goal again.
2 to 0.
Benfica fans from afar were overjoyed.
Fernando Santos smiled at the corner of his mouth, German football is like this, in the face of Benfica's delicate technology, there is no ability to resist at all.
"This is the era of technical football."
"Congratulations Benfica."
"Congratulations to Portuguese football."
The meaning of the commentary seems that Benfica has already qualified.
On the pitch, the mentality of the Cologne players was obviously hit hard, especially by the defenders, who felt that Nuno Gomez was like having three heads and six arms, and the bomber Muller seemed to be nothing more than that.
Podolski felt he had to step up at this point, and he ran to encourage his teammates.
'It's only the first half, we still have a lot of time, don't be confused, it's the quarter-finals, it's definitely not going to be that simple.'
His teammates all nodded, but they obviously didn't think so.
"Do we simply not have the quality to make it to the semi-finals?"
At this moment, Tang Zhenglong came running.
"Are you idiots scared silly? If yes, then go get on your knees. β
Podolsky was stupid.
"Don, what are you talking about!"
The teammates were also angry, Tang Zhenglong usually talked nonsense, everyone could bear it, but now the players are already in a bad mood.
"Don, you bastard."
"Am I a bastard? I've scored so many goals, and you're like a coward, and you're like a coward, and you're easily scored twice, who's the bastard? β
"Don, are you amazing?"
"You're so great, don't be in Cologne."
"I don't have to be in Cologne, I want to go, I can leave at any time, but what about you? Does anyone want you? β
I don't know why, being scolded by Tang Zhenglong like this, everyone is much better.
"Don, what's the point of you deliberately disgusting us? If you have the ability, go score a goal. β
"I will, don't worry."
Podolsky suddenly understood, "Don, it turns out that you are motivating them, you scared me just now, I was really afraid of fighting." β
Tang Zhenglong snickered: "It's useless for you to say any comforting words now, it's better to do the other way around." β
Podolski smiled: "Hopefully it works, we really can't concede any more goals now. β
Tang Zhenglong Nunu said: "If you score a goal as soon as possible, I think everything will be fine." β
Tang Zhenglong patted Podolski on the shoulder, "Try to pass the ball to me, Lucas." β
"Why didn't you pass me the ball?"
"Such a simple matter, is it true that you really want me to explain it to you?"
"Bastard."
Soon, Schulz made a rough foul on Rui Costa in midfield, for which he also received a yellow card.
Benfica was super unhappy with this, and head coach Fernando Santos yelled at the referee, "This is going to abolish my midfield core." β
"Must be a red card."
"Yellow cards are for encouraging crime."
Schulz's yellow card is valuable, and it can at least delay the opponent's attack, which is why Benfica is super unhappy, and the opponent succeeded.
Soon, Cologne played a fast attack, the ball was passed twice, and when it reached the feet of Podolski, he had already favored the position of Tang Zhenglong on the right before taking the ball on the left side, so the moment he received the ball, he swept the right side of the penalty area.
The tacit understanding of long-term cooperation is undoubtedly revealed on this ball, and only David Luiz is the only one who is targeting Tang Zhenglong.
Both of them were grabbing points, Tang Zhenglong saw the opportunity and gently pushed David Luiz, while the Brazilian was even more thief, and when he lost his balance, he touched the football with his hand.
"Handball, it's a penalty."
Tang Zhenglong shouted.
"You pushed me first."
"We have a reasonable confrontation, you touch the ball with your hands, besides, even if you lose your balance, can you touch the ball with your hands?"
The referee ran over, Tang Zhenglong pointed to his hand, "Referee, he touched the ball with his hand, this is a penalty." β
"Referee, he pushed me first."
This ball, David Luiz is a super chicken thief, in order to prevent the referee from judging that the ball is a reasonable collision, so he immediately reached out to touch the ball, which means that it is impossible for the referee to want to mud.
Tang Zhenglong and David Luiz were arguing, and the referee finally sentenced Tang Zhenglong to collide.
"What! Am I ramming? Tang Zhenglong was a little unhappy.
David Luiz applauded, "It was the right decision. β
Tang Zhenglong said in his mouth, "Right, you're big." β
After the referee walked away, David Luiz smiled and said: "You want to hurt me, no way, this is the wisdom of Brazilian football." β
"Really? Then I really don't have any respect for Brazilian football. β
"It doesn't matter."
Because of the historical relationship, Brazil and Portugal have a very close relationship, and the football style of the two countries is basically the same.
SimΓ£o ran over and patted David Luiz, one Portuguese and the other Brazilian, both speaking the same language.
"Well done."
Tang Zhenglong understood, this Simon is very vindictive, could it be that David Louis Yin himself was also taught by him?