The Bosnia and Herzegovina Premier League is a tournament that started in 1997 and has a short history.

The second division of Bosnia and Herzegovina only began to officially operate in 2000, and it is currently the second second division, which is still in the process of exploration, so the schedule is not so close.

At the beginning of April, the game ended early, and the players also entered the holiday and began their part-time jobs.

At the same time, there is also a winter break standard, and the whole schedule is not too stressful, which can be regarded as creating more rest time for these low-income players to balance life and professional coordination.

At present, the tournament has been played for 11 rounds, and the entire schedule is more than halfway through.

Mostar Rovers sit in 4th place in the table and are still a long way from the promotion zone.

Sarajevo FC, on the other hand, is in third place and can be regarded as an opponent that Mostar Rangers must beat for promotion.

"That dwarf No. 9 who is staring at the other party!"

Sarajevo FC captain Locke said viciously to his new team-mates.

Bazel, a 22-year-old German, came to Bosnia and Herzegovina with his parents' work and joined the club with his previous football foundations.

Bazel naturally has the rigor of the Germans, but looking at the 150-centimeter-old little bean dice, a series of black question marks also appeared in his head?

"He? Center? Number 9? ”

Whether it's the mini thin figure or the baby's fat face, it gives people a childish feeling.

This is a conceptual gap with his impression that those people are tall, kicking the top of the head, and the center forward candidates who are hard.

"Don't underestimate him, that guy has 11 games and scored eight goals!"

Captain Locke said solemnly.

Hearing this, Bazeldton's face was serious, and the opponent's appearance was very confusing, but being able to score eight goals in 11 games says a lot in itself.

After the players from both sides had made their final preparations, they were led by three referees into the pitch.

"Come on! Sucre! ”

"Let them see how awesome!"

"I await the news of your victory!"

"Come on! Warriors of Mostar! ”

The fans at the scene were still very enthusiastic, and although there were only more than 200 people, the whole stadium was extremely lively.

Suke followed behind the tall players, and visually, the whole team seemed to have a fault.

In the process of high-five, Bazel looked at the guy with his head up and raised his fist, still with doubts on his face.

How the hell did this guy score goals? Eight more!

Bazel doesn't understand, is the entire Bosnia and Herzegovina second division a rookie? Let this little bean dice score?

After coming to his own half, Mlinar hit Suker on the head with his shoulder and laughed, "That guy looks confused. ”

Su Ke pursed his lips: "After all, I am very different from the traditional center. ”

Mulinar smiled: "Don't worry, I'll pass the ball to you." ”

Suke nodded slightly.

He took a deep breath, looked ahead, and whispered, "Ninth Master bless!" ”

......

"Here! Pass! ”

"Give it to me! Give me! ”

"Shovel out !!!"

The competition was extremely intense, not in terms of rhythm, but in terms of confrontation.

The pace of the game is not fast, the speed of the ball advancement and passing is not fast, and there are many problems in the transition between attack and defense.

But the point is that these people really dare to let go of the shovel!

Whenever you are over-the-top or threatened, you will definitely put a tackle, and many times it is not to rush the ball, but to overturn the person who holds the ball.

This is also the feature of the Bosnia and Herzegovina League!

If the Premier League is the most confrontational league, the Bosnia-Herzegovina league is definitely the most brutal.

In the face of this tackle, the referee will not waver in the slightest.

Bang!

Mlinar and Locke were on the opposite foot.

As the captains of both sides, the two did not have the slightest intention of retreating in the face of the battle for the ball, and took the initiative to meet each other.

This time the ball was squeezed and flew out with the right foot.

However, the two did not stay where they were, but continued to chase the ball for a second foot match.

Bang!!

This time, the feet of the two collided fiercely, and the sound of the bones colliding together made the people around them grin and feel pain in their feet, but the two of them limped and continued to chase the ball, without the slightest intention of admitting defeat.

Eventually, the ball flew to the feet of Mostar full-back Kotic, who passed down the flank to his team-mates in front of him, while Suker moved towards that side.

Seeing that Suker moved, Bazel immediately followed.

Suker had his back to the attacker, and he could feel the presence of Bazel behind him, and at this moment, Suker suddenly activated, suddenly turned and thrust forward behind him.

Bazel also subconsciously turned around, but he quickly reacted.

"That's not right!"

Bazel let out a secret cry inwardly, the dwarf was drawing his attention.

Sure enough, the opposing midfielder shoved the ball straight into the middle and wanted to play a scalpel through the ball.

However, Bazel was not deflected away by Suker, just blocked the pass channel, and steadily intercepted the ball.

"Well done! Bazel! ”

Cheered loudly by his team-mates, Bazel calmly passed the ball to the full-backs on the other side.

At this time, he saw Suke walking back slowly.

Bazel looked at Suk, and Suk looked at Bazel.

The two looked at each other, and Suker could see the growing confusion in Bazel's eyes, as if to say, 'Did this guy really score 8 goals?' ’

"Yes, I've been in!"

Suke said.

Bazel was stunned for a moment, and said in surprise: "Do you know what I'm thinking?" “

Sooke swam to the left, and Bazel immediately followed.

The two were still talking as they ran.

"I've seen that look at you many times." Su Ke turned his head and said nonchalantly, "But they were all defeated by me. ”

Bazel frowned slightly: "That's because you didn't meet me." ”

Suke shrugged his shoulders and didn't speak.

At this time, the two sides were still fighting in the middle of the field, and they did not change in the slightest in their offensive routines, as if they were all black.

But that's the norm in the lower leagues!

The game in the lower leagues is very stiff, mainly due to the limitations of the players, who are unable to play the complex attacking routines of the higher leagues.

For this reason, for these teams in the lower leagues, they all have a set of tactics that are applicable, the kind that is used to the death.

Mostar Rangers used to be a team that played pass-and-control.

Based on the team's strongest Mlinar as the core, he constantly passes and pushes the ball, waiting for opportunities to find loopholes and break goals.

But this kind of meticulous tactics is very difficult for teams in the lower leagues to complete.

The uneven ability of the players is decided, and the pass control cannot be played.

But Mostar Rangers can't help it, they don't have a strong scoring point in the front, they don't have a strong defensive point in the back, and they are equipped with a big colander, which is really difficult.

This also left Mostar Rangers hovering in the middle of the second division, unable to improve until the arrival of Suker.

"Suke!"

Mlinar roared suddenly.

Suker also turned and sprinted again, but in the next second, Mlinar passed the ball to the gap on the side.

"Pretty!!"

The fans at the scene suddenly burst into a loud shout.

Mlinar is a little older, but his passing skills are still very solid, this kind of penetrating passing...

Just when everyone was expecting Mostar Rangers winger Witolic to chase the ball and complete the goal, a figure suddenly came out from the side, and a clean sliding tackle shoveled the ball directly off the sideline.

The whole stadium fell silent.

This kind of accurate judgment of where the pass landed and the clean and neat sliding tackle defense really makes people feel a great sense of pressure.

After Bazel got up, he also roared angrily, venting his inner excitement.

In his opinion, this tackle was also very wonderful and timely.

"I see!"

Bazel suddenly said to Suke, "You're bait!" ”

Suke looked over puzzled.

Bazel said confidently: "You are the bait, so you will not be directly involved in the attack, the wing is your most threatening point of advancement, and the number eight is the initiator of your attack, you may have scored eight goals, your shooting skills may be really good, but as long as you cut off the connection between you and your teammates, then you are not a threat." ”

Bazel looked as if he had seen through the truth, his face full of confidence.

In his opinion, this makes sense.

After all, what impact can a 150-centimeter thin short center forward have, and the game has been going on for 20 minutes, and this guy has not even had a chance to touch the ball.

To put it bluntly, this guy is the decoy to confuse the backline, and the real push is initiated by the wings.

Su Ke looked at the other party and blinked: "Do you think I'm easy to deal with?" ”

Bazel shrugged: "In Germany, you are already saying goodbye to football at your height. ”

Suke was silent for a moment, then suddenly reminded; "You must keep an eye on me, and don't be thrown away by me."

Bazel wanted to say, 'Can you get rid of it?' But when he thought about it, he was a little childish, and he didn't need to be like a bluffing guy.

Anyway, he has seen through the attacking nature of Mostar Rangers, and the next step is to defend.

At this time, on the sidelines, Olipe narrowed his eyes: "They are starting to ignore Suke." ”

"It's hard to keep an eye on him all the time." Mostar's only substitute defender, Rosen, shrugged his shoulders and said: "A short man, a short man who can't even look up and can't see his figure, will always be overlooked. ”

Orich nodded in agreement.

At this point, Rosen continued: "But he's deadly! ”

In the game, Mostar's attack came to the left, and the overall defense of Sarajevo FC also leaned to the left.

Bazel glanced at Suke beside him and saw that the guy hadn't moved much.

"Did you give up?"

Bazel didn't know what the other party was thinking, but at this time, he needed to pay more attention to Mlinar.

This is the biggest threat point for Mostar.

But he didn't see that the short man who had been beside him was slowly retreating, unconsciously pulling a distance of nearly 4 meters from him.

At the same time, Mlinar also picked the ball on the spot after shaking it past a defender.

Looking at the ball flying overhead, Bazel subconsciously moved to the left, trying to disturb Suker on the one hand, and calling the goalkeeper to catch the ball on the other.

But he found that he had not touched Suke's body.

When he turned his head to look, Suker had already appeared behind him and was the first to land the ball.

"When?!! ——”

Bazel was shocked.

The cheers of the fans also burst out.

By this time, Suker had begun to slow down and adjust the frequency of his feet, during which he also glanced at the goalkeeper's position.

When the ball fell, he had no intention of stopping the ball at all, and his feet jumped straight and pumped towards the ball fiercely.

The ball flew quickly towards the near post, showing a straight line, grazing the near post and into the goal.

After Suker scored, he turned his head to look at the sluggish Bazel, as if to say...

I said, don't let me get rid of you! ’