Chapter 35: Why Don't You Pass the Ball?

"Smack!"

Van Persie kicked a bottle of water, which burst out of the plastic seal and scattered all over the floor, then sat in his seat and stared at the locker room door.

"Why didn't you pass the ball just now!"

Before Robben walked into the dressing room, Van Persie opened his mouth.

Robben hung his head, the two wings in the first half of the game were already a little uncomfortable, and now he is also angry.

was having nowhere to vent his worries, and when he saw Van Persie's unkind tone of reproach to himself, he immediately stood in front of Van Persie, and the two confronted each other.

The rest of the Dutch team was also in a bad mood and was not surprised by such a scene, and returned to their seats to squint at the two.

The mood has calmed down a lot.

"Wow, this person must have something wrong with his mind."

Van Marwijk pushed Levi into the dressing room, and his arrogant celebration as he left the pitch sparked discontent among fans and Russian players.

Walking into the locker room, I couldn't help but be angry when I saw the familiar classics.

He also happened to want to torture Peter Pan.

"The first wave of counter-attacks didn't pass the ball, Van Persie didn't pass the ball in front of the counter-offside, what happened?"

"He doesn't pass the ball in such a big gap, he doesn't pass the ball when he runs away from the position, he just cares about his own belt, why do you bring it to the ball that is broken?"

Robben, who was already ready to curse, was a little weaker after the coach came in.

Keep your face straight and spread your hands outstretched.

"The defender on the opposite side has been squeezing me closely, he just stands in the penalty area and asks for the ball, how can I pass it?"

"Others have been fouling me, no one has a "protective response", just let me make the ball for him, why didn't he make the ball for me! ”

Van Marwijk felt that Robben was a little too confused, and that there had to be something very intense that he had never done before.

Come wake up Robben.

Robben was tortured for ten minutes, and even said a few more words to Van Persie, and both of them were a little impatient.

Huntelaar stood behind Van Marwijk, grimacing and grinning as the two men were tortured.

"You guys are ready to warm up at the start of both halves!"

Van Marwijk dropped the bombshell and pointed at Kuyt and Huntelaar.

Van Persie and Robben sat up sharply.

The first half was too uncomfortable to defend, and if it hadn't been for Levi's late late volley, the Dutch team's mood would have hit rock bottom.

They both held their breath and tried to get back into the game in the second half.

"What's the use of arguing here? Look at Akinfeev on the other side, how many times has he saved your goals before, can you let him go and pick up that damn ball in the second half? ”

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"At the beginning of the second half, the two sides changed sides and fought again, and the Dutch team kicked off!"

After the break, Arjen Robben and Robin van Persie stood on the pitch with unkind faces, as if they were about to kill someone.

Levi exhaled.

As soon as the game began, the Dutch team began to launch a fierce attack.

A number of attempts in the first half allowed Van Marwijk to abandon his attack from both flanks and then play a diagonal long pass to Van Persie.

The Russian team's two towers are too tall for Van Persie to resist.

Arjen Robben simply passed a bottom cross throughout the game, and most of the other times chose to dribble the ball into the box himself.

The tactics switched to Levinet retracting his ribs and meeting Van der Vaart.

Robben, on the other hand, stands behind Van Persie, using the center as the fulcrum, as the second point of attack at any time.

The four defenders of the Russian team were heavy and slow to turn.

The Dutch team has better footwork, both have a good ability to get rid of, and it is easier to tear the hole with precise passes in a small area.

This tactic? Van Persie felt a sense of familiarity.

"Van der Vaart made a short pass to find Levi, Levi took the ball into the penalty area, Janbalov was staring at him, and changed direction continuously!"

Van Persie suddenly got around Colodin and dunked the ball back, which Levi stealthily tucked into him.

Ignashevic, who was out of position, hurriedly filled in the position, and Van Persie flicked his heel and then gave it to Van der Vaart.

"Robben goes inside along the touchline, Van der Vaart gives Robben, this ball is not offside!"

Akinfeev leaned to block Robben's shot into the near corner.

"A clever pull dodges Zhirkov, Robben volleys!"

The ball hits Kolodin's body and refracts into the net.

Akinfeev and Kolodin looked at each other, and the latter kicked the post in frustration.

"The Dutch team overtook the score! 2 to 1! ”

After switching to the middle of the penetration, the Dutch team's offensive firepower improved.

In the 67th minute of the game, Van Marwijk replaced Robben, who helped the Dutch team overtake, with Kuyt.

He replaced Van der Vaart, who was about to help Real Madrid play in the Spanish Super Cup.

Replaced by 21-year-old PSV Eindhoven attacking midfielder Afelai.

Then he took the place of Levi, who switched to the midfield position to organize the attack.

"Another chance for the Dutch team to counter-attack! Levi held the ball again and combined with a wall-and-wall link from Afelai to push to the edge of the box. ”

Afelai made a short pass from the left, Levi met the ball, and the Russian central defender Dmitry Tobinsky, who replaced him, was busy jamming Levy's body, and Levi leaned on him and looked like he was about to step on the ball with his back, but suddenly pulled away.

"Spiritual leakage, Van Persie's position can hit the goal directly!"

Van Persie, who had just dragged back to receive the ball, rushed straight to the ball, without blinking his eyes, and scored with a cushion to meet the ball.

3 to 1.

'In the closing stages of the game, Ajax centre-forward Huntelaar came off the bench and the Netherlands made one or two changes at the back, replacing Van Bronckhorst, who was a little less fit.

With a two-goal lead, the overall formation of the Dutch team began to shrink, and they no longer carried out frequent attacks on the front.

This made the Russian team even more uncomfortable.

With the exception of Arshavin, the Russian players have rough footwork overall, and can also use their height and speed to counter-attack when the opponent is constantly attacking.

As the clock drew to a close, Russia had an attacking chance when substitute Nikita Bazhenov, who had come on for Pavlyuchenko, headed in a cross from Arshavin in the box.

Tim De Kler, who was punched out by Stekelenberg and replaced Van Bommel in the ring, picked up the ball and saw the right moment.

"Chance for the Dutch to fight back! Time is running out, this could be their last hit at the opposition goal, and the Russians will accept the challenge! ”

The more He Wei explained, the more excited he became, and he was a little unsatisfied.

"Kuyt dribbles the ball and breaks through at high speed along the wing! He didn't choose to go outside, Levi, who was cruising behind him, had a cross with him, and Kuyt went straight to him! ”

After Levi made a sharp brake to shake off his close marker, the Liverpool winger slid the ball diagonally across the outside of the box.

Huntelaar was now in the box with two tall centre-backs marking.

Levi rushed to recover the ball, did not hesitate, and directly chose to explode, crossed the Russian team's defense, and came to the right side of the goal.

"It's unstoppable, Huntelaar is trying to get rid of the defender's marking, the angle is not very comfortable, Levi will not knock on the door."

Akinfeev throbbed.

After Levi's first long-range shot in the first half, he was more likely to guard Levi by rubbing the far corner with the outside of his instep.

At this point, the cameo at right wing-back was the tall and bulky centre-back Vasily Berezutsky.

"Levi feints, Vasily shovels down, doesn't break off, follow again!"

"After crossing the ball, then dunk to the right and go outside! Volley! ”

The ball went down a bottom-up trajectory and Akinfeev got up to save and saved the goal in the air, but his hand was not yet adjusted.

"The ball is in again!"

The ball came out of his hands after being pounced, and at the same time as Akinfeev fell to the ground, it scurried into the goal.

"A brace! Levi scored a brace on his official debut for the national team! His ability to create chances per game is too efficient! ”

He Wei looked at the players on the screen, Levi threw himself on the turf after running, and the Dutch players who rushed to him overwhelmed him.

Levi, who only showed one head, smiled, his eyes a little proud and a little arrogant.

Van Marwijk threw his fist in ecstasy on the sidelines, while Hiddink stomped his foot and turned his head away.

The Dutch fans in the corner of the stadium raised their arms and chanted, and then relented slightly after the fierce glances of the tens of thousands of Russian villains around them.

The referee blew the whistle for the end of the match.

He Wei took a deep breath, and his eyes were full of the shadow of the eighteen-year-old player's wanton behavior on the court.

Viewers who watched the broadcast in front of their computers had the same idea in their minds.

[Barcelona, this can be placed! ] 】

[FA, this can not be recruited! ] 】

"It's amazing! I don't know how to describe Levi, his sharp breakaways, his bizarre shots, and his average of creating at least two chances per game since the game against Barcelona. ”

The Dutch players who left the field walked into the players' tunnel one after another, and Levi, wearing the No. 14 dark blue jersey, walked last.

"Say hello to everyone! Levi. ”

Levi heard a phrase in Spanish with a Catalan accent, and from the logo of the camera and microphone, he saw that it was a reporter from Le Monde Sport.

Levi waved his hand, smiled again, and pointed his finger at the camera.

His figure disappeared into the players' tunnel.

He Wei looked at Levi's figure and smiled.

"And he is only 18 years old, and after this game he will return to a new arena - La Liga to meet new challenges!"

"Geniuses are always proud! He is like a sword that has just been released, unabashedly showing his edge to the world. ”

"Fierce and fierce, invincible, the weak crown is in front of it and competes with the world's heroes!"

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Thousands of kilometers away in China, the popularity of a post in a football bar quickly rose from the list.

[Brothers, ask for help!] I just drank big, and the handicap of which one to win the championship in La Liga has just opened, and I am impulsive! 】

[Barcelona or Real Madrid? ] 】

[I read the words wrong, I see the Spaniards as Spain, and I still wonder how the national team plays in the league. 】

【Yes...... Can I apply for a refund for minors? 】

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[Brother, there's nothing I can help you, so I'll ask my sister-in-law if she looks good? You can go with confidence, I will take care of you at home. 】

[It's already gone!] 】