"The DB team that took the lead was like a rainbow, showing the proper appearance of a Young Guard!

After the goal, instead of being conservative, he fought more bravely, sprinted, and attacked. One has to marvel at their outstanding physical fitness.

There is no doubt that this is a well-trained steel army, and the commander who can command this iron army is of course also an iron commander! Iron handsome and lofty, maybe it will be a familiar name for fans in the future! ”

took the lead, so that the commentator Chen Yong also spoke excitedly. actually gave his boss a nickname without authorization!

It's a pity that Gao Yuan can't hear it now, otherwise he would definitely roll his eyes at this old-fashioned title.

Cut, the coach of the Steel Division is called "Iron Shuai", so isn't the team's goalkeeper called "Steel Goal"?

The television cameras deliberately gave a close-up of the DB dugout.

I saw that Gao Yuan, who had just been named "Iron Handsome", was lazily paralyzed on the coach's seat, and yawned very inappropriately.

How can there be a half-point handsome and iron-clad image!

In fact, it's no wonder that Takato is so relaxed, because the hardest part has already passed.

Before the game, Gao Yuan analyzed the aging age structure of the Santos team and the serious lack of physical fitness, so he set the strategy of "filling up physical fitness and mad dog tactics".

Before, Gao Yuan was still worried about whether the physical advantage of the DB team, in the face of the skills and experience of the Santos people, could have the effect of "punching the master to death", but it turned out that physical fitness is the foundation of all competitive sports, and if there is no strength, no matter how good the ball is, it can't be kicked.

After taking another one-goal lead, Gao Yuan took advantage of the team's celebration break to make up for the players' physical fitness with "Gatorade".

Now there is only about 1/5 of the game time left, but the fitness of my players is 100%! On average, the opponent has less than 30% left, and if this ball can't be won, then it's a ghost!

Sure enough, the smoke was everywhere on the court, and the db teenagers who seemed to have been beaten with chicken blood were extremely energetic, and they couldn't stop at all.

The Santos people are very devastated, and they said that they would run a marathon together, but you ran at the speed of a 100-meter sprint! What's even more desperate is that it has been a 100-meter sprint from beginning to end, and there is no intention to relax when I see that I am at the end.

The crowd at the Estadio Urbano Caldera was dumbfounded, some of them had witnessed the wonderful skills of Pele and grew up listening to the legends of the "Santos Three" of the last century. But it wasn't until today that I opened my eyes, and it turned out that football can still be played like this!

What technique, tactics, awareness, experience, in the face of absolute physical superiority, count!

As long as you can run enough, then there are not 11 people fighting on the court, and you can run one or two more people! If that's not enough, run two more steps and add one more!

Sure enough, as Gao Yuan expected, as the game time went by, the physical fitness gap between the two teams became wider and wider, and the balance of the game became more and more tilted.

By the time the game entered the 80th minute, it had completely become a one-sided half-court attack and defense of the DB team.

The physically exhausted Santos people can only retreat from all fronts, defend the goal, and also maintain the dignity of the old Brazilian powerhouse.

But Rao was so, and their defense was still faltering in the midst of the DB team's stormy attack.

'It looks like there's going to be a change in the score. Because the players of the DB team have no intention of stopping. If you don't know, you think they are the side behind the score, and they are impatiently seizing every opportunity to equalize. On the contrary, Santos, who is behind, is desperately consuming time, and it seems that the home team is 1 goal behind, which is already a very satisfactory result! ”

Chen Yong commented unceremoniously according to the situation on the field.

This is quite polite, but there is no one in the barrage to refute it, Wang Zi's goal before made most of the keyboard warriors shut up, and after that, the content of the game was completely suppressed, so that the remaining sour guys who said strange things also rolled out of the barrage area.

Now there is harmony in the barrage area, full of praise and praise. Some discordant voices that occasionally pop up are also small contradictions within the prince's personal guard.

For example: "My husband Wang Zi is the most handsome, he is so manly when he plays football and sweats, and his boyfriend is explosive!" ”

"Shut up, Wang Zi is my husband, why do you want to meddle in the perfection of me and the prince"

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Or: "Who's that stupid hanger?" Why don't you give the ball to my prince, and bring a hammer belt yourself! ”

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"Tell the prince, you ugly men! I just have to watch the prince play, and the rest of the people get out."

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As soon as Chen Yong's words fell, there were waves on the court again.

In the second half, Wang Zi, who switched to the right midfielder, broke through with the ball, and with his superb ball sense and man-ball combination ability, he got rid of a number of defenders who had not moved his feet in a row, and entered the district.

Liu Yun's header from close range was denied by the opposing goalkeeper Vladimir, but it just fell to the feet of Zhou Yong, who was inserted into the area.

In a hurry, Zhou Yong closed his eyes and kicked wildly, the ball hit the outside of his foot, and the hit was flawed, but it just deceived the experienced Vladimir, and the ghost flew into the net.

"The goal is again! DB team leads by two goals! It was still the Chinese players who scored the second goal! Today, the young DB team conquered Santos! Young Chinese players conquered samba football!! ”

Chen Yong roared excitedly.

But the comments in the barrage are a different story entirely.

"Wow, Wang Zi is so handsome!!"

"Although I don't know much about the ball, I can also see that the subtlety of this goal is all in our family!"

"Be confident, get rid of the ball you don't know very well! 90% of the credit for this goal is on Wang Zi! ”

"When Wang Zi passed it to that stupid guy before, he should have been in it! Wasting an assist for my prince! ”

"Hey, how can such a beautiful goal be counted as one point, at least three points!"

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The head coach of Santos, who has completely lost his temper, has completed the final substitution adjustments, and the substitutions are all young defensive forces, with the obvious purpose of not being expanded at home.

And the substitution of the player walks very slowly, as if every step is a difficult squirming, this kind of speed is rare on the lagging side.

In this regard, there are only two reasons, either I can't run anymore, or I am really scared of being beaten, and I just want to end the game quickly.

Under the concerted efforts and strict defense of the Santos people, the score was finally not expanded again, and the Santos people kept the last dignity of the old Brazilian giants.

2:0！

Team DB has won again!

This mixed team, in a situation that no one favored before the season, won an incredible wave of three consecutive wins!

Everyone is finally starting to really realize that this young team is not a fish belly, and their future is really limitless!

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