.Goal!!! Karenovich!! Nice volley!! ”

'Lokomotiv Sallegeb scored on the first counter-attack and they were too good at taking chances.

"Dinamo Zagreb rushed too far forward and they couldn't get back in time, which meant that Cacharida could tear through the defence with his own pass, and of course Karenovic's volley was excellent!"

In the stadium, the fans of Lokomotiv Zagreb cheered wildly.

It was a goal that made them incredibly excited.

Especially against the once-unbeatable Dinamo Zagreb, which made them even more excited.

Look!

Feng Shui takes turns, come to my house today!

The fans of Lokomotiv Salegbu were overjoyed and they began to cheer in the stadium.

Karenovich!! ——

Karenovich!! ——

Karenovich!! ——

Lokomotiv Zagreb fans are chanting the names of their centre-forwards.

And this is another shock for Dinamo Zagreb fans.

In the south stands, Portic, who was wearing the No. 9 shirt of Dinamo Zagreb, had a complicated expression.

Karenovic, this is their former centre-forward, former pride.

And now he belongs to Lokomotiv Zagreb.

Listening to the cheers of the audience, it was as if a heavy hammer was beating him inside.

Potci was choked as he roared at the court; "Cheer up!! Don't let them kick this counterattack!! ”

In the field, the players of Dinamo Zagreb also looked at each other.

The opponent's counterattack was too fast.

And the back line failed to interfere at all, and Vukojevic was directly passed, and he failed to slow down the rhythm of the counterattack at all.

"My question."

Vukojevic pursed his lips.

If it hadn't been for his aggressive pressing, the goal wouldn't have happened.

He regretted it a little, he should have been careful just now.

"Don't care, it's just a lost goal, we can get it back!" Srna looked at Vukojevic and shouted; "Man, you didn't do anything wrong, if you don't force it, it's a dereliction of duty, next time be more decisive, if you can't grab the ball, then leave people behind!"

Vukojevic nodded heavily.

Suker trotted all the way to Modric's side.

Modric's expression is also very dignified.

Lokomotiv Zagreb's counter-attack was sharp, unlike any team they have played before.

It even feels like a Red Star Belgrade.

Modric took a deep breath and turned his head; "Suke!"

Suke turned his head to look over.

"Rush!"

Suke immediately nodded.

At the start of the first half, they were 11 minutes behind, which was not good news for Dinamo Zagreb.

Although they had more possession of the ball, they were unable to score goals.

Now they are in a situation where they are behind and need to equalise as soon as possible.

The head coach Besic on the sidelines also looked at the field with some unease.

It was a crucial game, and the rebuilding of the team was the result of his insistence, and the team's hierarchy was not so supportive.

Now the pressure is on his shoulders.

Even though he is the old man of Dinamo Saleghbo, he will also need to be prepared for this situation, especially against this match.

Besic clenched his fists slightly.

"Come on! Lads! ”

It's not just him, this game has a lot of fate at stake.

Davao. Suker stood with Suke, ready to tee off.

"Don't be in a hurry!" Davao. Suke said with relief.

Suke exhaled.

"I'll score!"

Davao. Su Ke turned his head to look over, only to see that Su Ke's childish face was full of seriousness, faintly revealing a fierceness!

Beep!!

The whistle blew.

The game resumes.

"Dinamo Zagreb kicks off again, how are they going to fight back? The current situation. Oh~~~ Modric's long pass! ”

The narrator, Klausievicz, shouted suddenly.

Modric sent the ball into the space behind the left wing-back.

At the same time, Suker started at the same time as the opposition full-back Sipetic.

Both are fast.

Sipetic is also known for his speed at full-back.

It's just that compared to Suke, he is still a little slower.

"Damn it!"

Watching Suke surpass himself little by little, Sipetic was anxious.

At this point, the ball is just about to fall.

Suker adjusted his pace slightly, looking up to stop the ball.

Sipetic also stepped forward to interfere.

The moment Suker's thigh touched the ball, Sipetic jerked forward.

"It's now."

He wanted to take advantage of Suker's lack of a stop to make a tackle.

But in the next second, Sipetec's eyes couldn't help but widen.

Suke's thighs swung slightly, and the ball smashed on his thighs, without even the slightest undulation, and landed directly.

Facing the ball that landed, Suke stepped on small steps, flicked his right foot lightly, and his right shoulder sank.

"Right!"

Sipetic immediately made a judgment, but just as his body leaned to the right, Suke slammed his feet and ran at full speed.

Sooke wiped it from the outside.

"Wonderful stoppage!!"

The narrator Klaushyvich couldn't help but admire.

Suker struck diagonally towards goal, and the opposing centre-back Simunic immediately approached.

When Simunic approached, Suke also made a change of direction in advance.

Simunic immediately followed.

Suk changed direction again.

Simunic followed up again.

"I can't get rid of it!"

Su Ke was a little anxious.

But Simunic is more anxious than he is.

Seeing the distance between the two getting closer and closer, Simunic suddenly stretched out his foot.

Stretch your feet!

Su Ke was overjoyed, and used his quick cadence to flick the ball to the outside, and at the same time twisted his foot, trying to pass from the outside.

"Don't try to run!"

Simunic yelled, turned and slammed hard.

Sooker's whole body leaned to the right, his center of gravity was already on the verge of falling to the ground, but he still protected the ball at his feet.

At the moment of falling to the ground, Suke held the ground with his left hand, hooked the ball with his right foot, spun half a circle, and then went forward and wiped it again.

"It's gone again!! - "The narrator Klašiwicz exclaimed: "The Sarajevo lokomotiv is in danger!" ”

Suker was seen rushing towards the goal.

One of the remaining centre-backs, De Haake, also gave up on Davao. Suke immediately rushed over.

It's just that Suker has already made a shot posture.

He rounded his left leg, leaned slightly, aimed at the near corner of the goal and slammed into the ball.

"Suke!! Shot!!! ——”

The ball raced towards the goal.

To the stunned looks of the fans, the ball slipped through the hands of goalkeeper Butina and into the goal.

Swish!!

The ball touches the net.

Suker stared at the goal until he was sure of the goal before turning his head and rushing towards the corner.

"Goal!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! ——”

"Sukh!!!!!!!!!!!!! ——”

"Unbeatable dribble!! He single-handedly tore apart the entire Lokomotiv Zagreb backline! ”

"God!! He traded his individual ability for this equaliser!! ”

In the stands, the fans of Lokomotiv Zagreb were full of consternation.

It was a brilliant dribble!

But they conceded the ball!

From the moment Suker passed Sipeteć, they felt a little bad.

When Simunic was gone, Suke would be completely unrestrained.

This guy actually scored a dragon goal on the left side.

Beat two defenders in a row and scored with a powerful left-footed shot.

The fans of Lokomotiv Zagreb are silent, while the fans of Dinamo Zagreb are equally silent.

They were stunned!

They've never seen such a spectacular performance on goal.

One man took out a backline.

Is it true that the Lokomotiv Zagreb backline is papier-mâché?

It's relieving, though!

Wow!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! ——

In an instant, the cheers that erupted shook the heavens and the earth.

Suker stood in front of the fans, he looked at the boiling scene in the stands, the fanatical faces, as if there was a fire burning in his heart.

That's right!

That's what he wants!

"Suke!!"

"God!!"

"Great!"

Modric, Srna and others also rushed over and threw Suker down and pressed him down.

When they fell behind, each of them was extremely anxious.

They knew they were going to equalise but never thought it would be like that.

This kind of passing goal is just so cool!

In the coach's bench on the sidelines, Besic also opened his mouth slightly.

Suke's performance shocked him too much.

Of course, it's not that he hasn't seen Suker's performance, and Suker has also performed similarly during training matches.

But it's an official competition!

The intensity of the competition is not at all at one level!

"Well done!!"

Besic clenched his fists hard.

On the other hand, the players of Lokomotiv Zagreb were also shocked.

Suker's breakthrough shot caused them too much of a shock.

It was a serious blow to morale.

When Suker and the others returned to half-time, they brushed shoulders with Karenovic.

Karenovich looked down at Suke.

Suke looked up at Karenovich.

Suddenly, Suke's eyes widened.

What do you see!

Karenovich's eyes narrowed.

This stinky little ghost!

"It was a great game, in the first 13 minutes of the game, both sides scored a goal each!"

"Karenopetch's volley, Suker's dribble shot, they all tell us how good it was to play!"

The narrator Klausievich rubbed his hands, he was already excited.

He feels like the game is going to evolve even more intensely.

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