"The game is about to go to halftime, and the Netherlands have another chance to counterattack!"

As the fans cheered one after another, the Dutch frontcourt players on the pitch burrowed into Iceland's defensive gap like a fish.

Gudjohnsen hung his head and ran limply towards his own half.

In the first half of the game, under the active pressing and fast and precise control of the Dutch team, the connection between Iceland's midfield and the front court was almost completely severed.

However, they lacked players who could carry the ball steadily under the pressure of the opposition, and only got one shot on goal in the first half of the game.

But it was easily resolved by the old and strong Van der Sar.

"De Zeu's pass is to find Van der Vaart again, Levi and Van der Vaart hit the wall once and cooperated past Halver Redson, and Levi pulled the ball to the gap and made a long pass!"

A calm right-footed half-high ball went around the ears of the Icelandic defender from the left side and went straight through the Icelandic backline.

Huntelaar and Kuyt started up at the moment of the pass and ran to the front of the Icelandic defence.

"There was no offside in this goal! Twin ghosts knock on the door! ”

Huntelaar turned to watch as he ran and saw the ball coming straight for him, with the goalkeeper not far in front of him.

He lifted his foot to stop the ball, but it fell, bounced in front of him, and leaped to the right.

And Huntelaar scored a goal, and his action of stopping the ball was too confident, and he couldn't keep up with it.

An orange shadow swept in front of him, staring at the blonde-haired Kuyt with the ball inside with a serious expression.

"Kuyt cut in, face the goalkeeper! The ball is in! ”

After a calm push, Kuyt's face showed excitement.

The net spread out countless ripples and Kuyt scored a brace while the fans chanted Kuyt's name.

Kuyt rushed to the sidelines and kissed his girlfriend, who had leaned down from the front seat.

His girlfriend is not a supermodel or a star, but a girl who is not good-looking, and after Kuyt became a football star, she still concentrates on working as a nurse in a nursing home, silently supporting Kuyt's career.

The two also set up a charitable foundation named after Kuyt, which specializes in helping underprivileged children in the Netherlands and third world countries.

The affectionate gesture of the two sparked even more enthusiastic applause from the fans.

And Huntelaar also saw his girlfriend on the sidelines, and reached out to him and gave him a thumbs up as a sign of comfort.

"It's a flower, it's a flower."

Director Zhang Lu muttered, looking at Levi who hugged Kuyt who came back.

"In this game, Iceland's spirit was lost, how to think and how to pass, how to play, how to have."

'It's four to zero, there's no chance of an equaliser.'

Zhan Jun also said.

Gudjohnsen stood in front of the Dutch team cheering in celebration, recalling the not-so-distant night when he led 4-0 for 25 minutes with Barcelona against Hibernian.

Says who?

Whoever said that four to zero is stable.

The final whistle blew for the game.

[What kind of thing?] Weizi is not a fucking human, why do you spread so much? 】

【......】

【......】

[Gambling on dogs is like]

...

"This is the legacy!"

In the box, Michael van Platk, president of the Dutch Football Association, jumped up from his chair with joy.

At the same time, he looked at Cruyff beside him and sent a compliment.

Everyone around looked at the gray-haired, furrowed-faced old man.

His dark blue eyes shone with a different kind of shine.

'I have a hunch that he's going to lead this team and get what we've always dreamed of.'

Cruyff's tone was soft, but the words he said made everyone's hearts tremble.

"You're right, this kid really has hope for your heir."

Cruyff smiled, his fingers subconsciously touching the tip of his nose.

"He's more disciplined than I am, and he never smokes."

Dutch sporting director Henk Kessler smiled and added: "But he's very popular with girls. ”

"What is this? It's normal for a genius to attract the likes of others! ”

Cruyff is known in football as a calf guard.

Messi likes to eat barbecue, and Levi likes girls, as long as he doesn't smoke, it's a small thing.

When the old man was young, he was also notoriously dissolute.

In the early morning of the 1974 World Cup in the Federal Republic of Germany, the Netherlands defeated the GDR, Cruyff led the whole Dutch team to a nude party with dozens of beautiful female fans.

Thirty years later, a reporter asked about the incident, and he also confessed.

...

The door to the Dutch dressing room was kicked open.

The jubilant Dutch crowd will noisily pour into the dressing room.

Levi, who scored four goals in the first half, was surrounded by several teammates, like stars holding the moon.

Only Huntelaar sat sullenly in his chair, peeking at the others.

Next to him, Mathieson shook his legs with joy, Van Bommel was chatting with his old father-in-law, opposite Kuyt was announcing the good news to his girlfriend, Van Bronckhorst and Oyer were laughing wildly, and Levi was chatting with De Zeou about men's topics.

The joys and sorrows of human beings are not the same, and Huntelaar only thinks they are noisy.

To be honest, Xiao Heng's performance in the first half was very good, and several flexible interspersed runs ran to the right position, only one shot at the goal, but no one passed the ball to him.

If you want to say that the goal didn't go in, it's just that he had a seizure, and Levi theorized.

But how do other people fight, if he wants to make irresponsible remarks, he will soon be labeled as a lemon monster.

His pregnant girlfriend Maddie was still watching from the sidelines, and Huntelaar promised to score a goal before the game to dedicate it to their unborn child.

But he didn't even get a chance to hit the goal.

At this time, Van der Vaart, who was belated, hummed Britney's song "Laat Alles Wat Ademt".

“Don't go knock on my door.

Don't knock on my door again.

Don't go knock on my door.

Don't knock on my door again.

Time is up.

It's time.

No more cheat n' lie.

All lies should be shattered. ”

still learned from Britney's concert, twisting her waist coquettishly.

Huntelaar's temper suddenly rose, but it was only due to the presence of the head coach that he did not have a seizure.

Soon after recovering from the injury, Sneijder, who did not play in the first half, was originally a little sullen, but after seeing Huntelaar's appearance, he touched his bald head and grinned.

"Don't be sad, Klaus, I'll pass you the ball in the second half, you have to run well."

Huntelaar looked up and looked at Sneijder, the weasel greeting the chickens.

"Really?"

'That's right, after I score, you run into the goal and you can get the ball over the line.'

Snead nimbly turned his head to dodge one of the flying sneakers, and the crowd burst into laughter.

Levi glanced at Huntelaar, who was a little angry, and didn't say anything.

...

After the start of the second half.

Iceland rejuvenated their midfield and restarted their airtight low-post defence.

They can't afford to win the game anymore and just want to be breached again.

After the Dutch team took the lead for most of the time, the desire to attack was also less intense, and the main goal began to shift to avoiding injuries as much as possible.

Only occasionally through penetrations and wide crosses, looking for the icing on the cake.

The rest of the time, they mostly play short passes with each other.

Iceland didn't press much, just maintained their formation, cautiously looking for opportunities to counter-attack.

Covering the team logo, I thought it was Spain playing Iceland.

"Uh..."

"Ahem."

Zhang Lu was about to yawn, and then Zhan Jun reacted and saved the scene in time.

"In the second half, Iceland defended too hard, and in the first 25 minutes, the Dutch team couldn't score."

On the field, the ball moved on the left side, and after Levi pulled the ball on the side and tried to break through, the opponent supported in time.

Levi also stopped making risky attempts and passed to Van der Vaart.

The win is in the bag.

In case you annoy your opponent, give him a dangerous foul and reimburse him for a while, it is completely unnecessary.

"The Dutch team was not in the mood to play that kind of penetration again in the second half, and in the first half Levi made five successful dribbles out of seven times, and in the second half he was gone."

Van Marwijk, who was on the sidelines, looked at the situation on the field and had already decided to replace Levi.

Good things need to be kept to last, and there is no need to use them to death in a game.

This is the Dutch Football Federation, not the Argentine Football Federation.

Just as he was thinking, the lethargic situation on the field suddenly became agitated, and Van Marwijk looked out onto the pitch.

Several Icelandic players were desperately chasing back, and the figure in the number 14 shirt shook continuously and then pulled the ball with a big stride past Icelandic midfielder Halver Redsen.

He walked quickly into the forbidden area.

"Levi burst into trouble, injecting a fresh vitality into the lifeless game!"

Levi faced the opposition defence at the edge of the penalty area, knocked his heel and found Van der Vaart behind him, and at the same time moved forward between the crowd in the opposition penalty area, with his back to the goal.

Van der Vaart understood, and then a ball was played.

Levi huddled together with the two Sigurdssonsson, reached out to step on the ball, turned and wiped it to the left.

Suddenly, it was the same smash and turn again.

Cruyff's turn is actually a very basic getaway move, but he wants a new move on the court.

The power of the smash, the timing of the turn, the speed of getting rid of each of them, there are many details to pay attention to.

For example, Iniesta's croquettes, why others can't achieve his kind of effect.

"Again, this time it's going to be over again, Sevason shovel and grab! Oh! ”

The Dutch fans erupted in shouts and boos to put pressure on the referee.

Van Marwijk slapped the back of his head and said something.

In the restricted area, Levi rolled on the lawn for two and a half weeks, his hair covered in grass clippings.

Sevason's tackle was deflected off by Levi's pull, which tripped him to the canvas.

The referee ran over.

He saw the ball very clearly, and he had already taken the cards out of his pocket.

Yellow dot package, Sevason patted the ground in annoyance.

This is already to see that he just can't stop stumbling on the card.

"Is it okay?"

Van der Vaart pulled Levi up, and Levi touched his knee, but fortunately he was not injured.

The referee points to the penalty spot.

Not far away, Huntelaar's eyes lit up and he was eager to try.

"You will be punished."

Van der Vaart handed the ball into Levy's arms, and Huntelaar's expression darkened.

'The first penalty taker in the Dutch team was Arjen Robben and the second was Robin van Persie, neither of whom were there. This penalty was created by Levi again, and naturally it was given priority to the player who had selflessly assisted in the first half. ”

Zhan Jun and Zhang Lu looked at Levi holding a football on the field.

"Cold knowledge, Levi has never taken a penalty since he entered the first team and officially started his career."

"Oops... Hehe, this shows that the goal data is quite high. ”

Zhang Lu also smiled and cheered.

"Eh, how do I feel like I'm going to let it again, there's no need."

On the field, Levi held the football and took a few steps towards Huntelaar.

Huntelaar had an expression of disbelief on his face, his mouth open tentatively.

Give it to me?

A warm current swelled in Xiao Heng's heart.

Because of his bad mouth, he often clashed with others in the Dutch team, and often went head-to-head with Robben, Van Persie, and Sneijder.

And because of Eindhoven's origin, Ajax was looked down upon by players on both sides.

There are still people who are willing to give him a penalty.

Levi is a good person, and he can't be yin and yang anymore in the future.

Then he saw Levi suddenly retract the football, pick up his shirt and wipe it, and put the ball on the penalty spot with his head down.

I retracted what I had just thought, and Huntelaar pulled down his face.

Levi reached out and hooked it.

Huntelaar had hope again.

It turned out that Levi flicked his hand and motioned for him to get out of the way.

"Klaus, you take this penalty."

Turning, Huntelaar heard a heavenly greeting.

"Levi conceded another penalty?"

Zhan Jun looked at Huntelaar standing at the penalty spot in disbelief.

"Run, hit, the ball is in!"

At the same time, the fourth official held up a substitution sign.

No. 17 Ibrahim Afelai, replacing No. 14 Levy.

Huntelaar, who had suppressed half the pitch, roared, jumped up, and then ran wildly towards the corner.

Fly up and kick angrily on the corner flagpole.