Chapter Seventy-Two: Empty Header! Crush Hummels!
Seeing the opportunity that suddenly appeared on the field, Bochum coach Lampes on the sidelines couldn't help but raise his head and look towards the penalty area with blazing eyes.
"Oo......oo
Most of the Bochum fans on the expedition also sat up from their seats at this moment and looked towards Lu Chenfeng's position.
They knew that there would often be a cooperation between Lu Chenfeng and Passaqi.
Today's home game in Borussia Dortmund, Westphalia, I don't know if it can have any effect......
The other side.
All the Dort fans paused to cheer on the team, and one by one they clasped their hands and stared nervously at the penalty area.
"Passaqi's cross! The back point is good! ”
Zhan Jun on the sidelines also sent a commentary to the audience in front of the TV in a timely manner, "Lu Chenfeng, here!" ”
on the pitch.
The football landed at the back of the goal post, which happened to be where Lu Chenfeng was.
Passachi's cross is still accurate!
"I'm coming!"
After Hummels saw the landing point of the football, Yu Guang glanced at Lu Chenfeng, and got up to fight for the top with a little fear.
He still knows Lu Chenfeng's strongest characteristics......
I don't know if I can compete for the top against this young player from the German Second Division.
But now that I'm in this position, I'm sure I'm going to try it with all my might.
Otherwise, Dortmund will most likely fall behind 0-2.
At that time, maybe it will really be eliminated by this team from the Bundesliga......
On Hummels' side, Lu Chenfeng jumped about half a second later than Hummels.
But because of the explosive power of his legs, his body rises significantly faster than Hummels!
When in the air, Hummels did not forget to use his strong body to interfere with Lu Chenfeng.
However, the current Lu Chenfeng's physical ability is still not weak, and he has not been disturbed!
That's it, at the position behind the goal post, Lu Chenfeng's body height quickly reached about two meters seventy-five!
It is only 15 centimeters away from the height of Ronaldo's highest header!
From a distance, Lu Chenfeng was like a bird soaring in the air at this moment, many heights higher than Hummels, and shook his head and smashed the football fiercely.
"Bang !!"
A crisp sound sounded, and Hummels landed a little embarrassed, and then the ball was seen past Weidenfeller's saved hands and into the far corner of the goal!
Ball, and again......
Hummels lay on the ground in frustration, staring at the clear blue sky and becoming stunned.
The other Dortmund players in the box also changed their faces within a second, stopping in place and not knowing what to do.
On the other hand, Bochum's players, at this moment, all of them kept up with the pace of Lu Chenfeng and rushed to the sidelines to celebrate!
Two to zero!
"yes yes yes ......!!"
The almost frenzied shouts of the Bochum people resounded throughout the stadium again, leaving the Dortmund fans who had the advantage of numbers and the opening momentum of the stadium saddened!
Lu Chenfeng rushed to the edge of the venue at this moment, and excitedly came to a kneel to celebrate!
It was the first time he had skated on a pitch to celebrate, and the feeling of his knee touching the turf and the sense of accomplishment he felt was thrilling.
"We're going to take it possible!"
"That's Dortmund! Lu Chenfeng, you are too powerful! ”
"It's beautiful!"
Bochum's players all rushed over and praised Lu Chenfeng.
Their faces were also filled with excited smiles, and the depths of their expressions were the breeding of desire!
Since it's already 2-0, why not try to beat Borussia Dortmund?
They are going to blow the biggest upset in all the games in Germany this season!
Bundesliga team beats Bundesliga giants, Borussia Dortmund!
"The ball is in! Pretty! Lu Chenfeng scored twice! It's still up to him! ”
Zhan Jun shouted passionately in the commentary seat on the sidelines: "Bochum relied on Lu Chenfeng's wonderful play to lead Dortmund in Westphalia, a world-famous stadium!" ”
"We can see that Bochum coach Lampes on the sidelines can't contain his excitement." He Wei's voice then sounded, saying: "This may be the only game in his coaching career that is not prosperous, and he sees hope." ”
"If this match is won, then Bochum will be in the semi-finals and officially declare that they have the strength to compete for the title!"
As Zhan Jun said, Lampes on the sidelines was on his knees at the moment, his hands clenched into fists, waving excitedly.
The assistant coach behind him also quickly hugged him and celebrated with him.
If the first goal is to be scored, it was after Lampes saw a glimmer of victory.
The second goal that followed, and it was enough confidence for Lampes to win!
Dortmund!
That's the hornet Dortmund!
A regular in the Champions League, a team that every team doesn't want to bump into too early in the draw!
As a result, at home, they were led by two goals by one of their Bundesliga teams!
Lampes listened to the noise in his ears now, and couldn't help but feel a hint of unreality.
It was all like a dream, something he had never dared to imagine before.
If this game is really won, it will be an absolute embellishment for his otherwise bleak coaching career.
"Thank God for the wind to us!"
Lampes sighed again, a phrase he often said.
But each time the emotions are stronger than before!
Next to the Dortmund bench.
Coach Tuchel's chest was constantly rising and falling at the moment, and the whole person was crying out in dissatisfaction.
"It's too slow to get back to the defence after losing possession! I really don't understand what you're playing? ”
"Is it in bad shape? Is the dead woman on her belly? ”
"If that's the case, be ready to say goodbye to this season's German Cup!"
Tuchel may look tall and thin, but he is definitely a passionate and temperamental coach.
This is one of the reasons why he has been able to gradually achieve results in European football, to be able to live in the dressing room!
"Let's change people, we have to change people."
After speaking to his players, Tuchel turned around angrily and said to his assistant coach: 'Reus was in average form today and often lost possession. ”
'The midfielder changed him first, and then he came up with a way from the back line, at least there had to be a full-back who was very defensive.
After saying this, Tuchel kept shaking his head and sighed: "We can't lose at home to Bochum, we really can't. ”
"I don't know how these bitches raised these two balls, they really have nothing to do with tactics!"
Looking at the angry Tuchel, the assistant coaches and substitutes on the side all stood quietly on the sidelines, not even daring to speak out.