Green giants

"Fak." Viduka returned to the locker room and kicked the wardrobe.

The Australian players all had displeasure on their faces. This half was really aggrieved for them.

Taking advantage, a counterattack led to a conceded goal, and the subsequent offense was chaotic. These Chinese people are really not afraid of collisions when they are ruthless.

"It's all because you pressed too high." Johnson complained: "This single-handed throw is too stupid."

"What?" Viduka suddenly became angry: "Shet, who told you to attack indiscriminately? Your attack is really stupid."

"Fuck, who are you calling stupid." Johnson slammed his fist on the door of the cabinet: "What can I do about this kind of one-handed ball?"

"Shut up." Australia's head coach Cahill finally couldn't sit still and interrupted the two who were arguing.

"Shut up, all of you." He cursed loudly, "What did you do when you were on the court, and now you're pretending to be a fool here, fighting among yourself? It's an honor?"

The Australian dressing room fell silent, save for Cahill's angry voice.

At this time, the locker room of the Chinese team is another scene.

Everyone surrounded Chen Yaodong and listened carefully to the coach's deployment.

"In the first half, everyone performed very well. Australia was very strong and exceeded our expectations, but everyone successfully resisted, and now we have taken the lead." Chen Yaodong paused and smiled: "However, your goal from Tianxiang is really impressive. Pull the hatred."

"Uh, who made these foreigners have their nostrils turned upside down, what?" Li Tianxiang thought of the Australian players' defiant appearance, and said indignantly, "I look down on someone because of their strong looks. Teach them a lesson."

"That's right, all of them are terrible." Jiang Sheng touched his swollen forehead: "Oh, my face is swollen from the impact."

"Lao Jiang, you're a man today, and I'm burning with that aura." Yang Xu smiled and said, "The bayonet saw the red, so I fought with them."

"It's really red, you see my teeth are dry and bleeding." Wu Jin said while covering his mouth.

"Hahaha, at your height, your face is on someone else's arm." Zhang Boyuan smiled and said, "But it's so cool, isn't this just pain and happiness?"

Chen Yaodong looked at his players with a smile, and he was also full of pride in being able to bring out such a cohesive team.

"Okay, the coach won't say anything superfluous, so I have to emphasize it here." Chen Yaodong urged: "Don't worry about attacking, and see if you can consume their energy by passing. Withdraw the midfielder to participate in the pass. At the same time, we must strengthen the defense and midfield strength. The overall direction remains the same as the first half, but we must pay attention to the actions in the penalty area. Don’t be afraid of confrontation in the safe area. There is only half of the ball left. Fight them to the end . If there are any specific changes on the court, I will make adjustments."

"Of course, we two players with yellow cards pay attention to your actions." Chen Yaodong looked at Jiang Sheng and Huang Wenzhuo and said.

"Understood, coach."

"In the end, the championship is ours, the Chinese team!"

"come on!"

……

The situation in the second half changed significantly from the first half.

After the kick-off, the Chinese team passed continuously in the midfield to control the rhythm, and they were not in a hurry to lead by one goal.

Through continuous passing and left and right scheduling, Australia's defense line can only be adjusted passively.

The Australian players saw the Chinese team back and forth in the midfield, and they were a little impatient. Their many presses were resolved by the Chinese team's pass.

"The Chinese team played very smartly." Duan Xuan sighed: "By mobilizing Australia through passing, it consumes their physical strength and can also avoid head-to-head confrontation with them to a certain extent. Anyway, we are leading. If this continues, the opponent will be anxious. "

"Yes, this tactic is successful." Zhang Lu added: "This is more cost-effective than passive defense. You see, Australian players can't handle it no matter how strong their bodies are, no matter how good their physical fitness is."

Cahill was a little anxious on the sidelines. In his opinion, although the passing of the Chinese team cannot pose any threat, it consumes time. Now he is behind. He can only strengthen his fight to win the ball, but the second half began. After such a long time, the short pass of the Chinese team is so smooth, and a change must be made as soon as possible.

With Cahill making the "full court pressing" gesture, Australia's pressing became even crazier.

Finally panting Australia won the ball, but when they passed the ball to the frontcourt again, Viduka stopped the ball big, running for a long time, which made his physical strength difficult.

Viduka managed to catch up with the football. The Chinese team's defense was already in place, and there was no room for a breakthrough. He could only transfer the ball to the middle.

Milton was stuck in his position by Yang Xu. When he saw the ball flying over, he wanted to jump, but his body was heavy and he jumped lonely.

I don't know when Jiang Sheng also wrapped it up. He and Yang Xu made Milton look like a "sandwich biscuit".

Milton was so annoyed that he pushed Jiang Sheng fiercely with his right hand.

Jiang Sheng took advantage of the situation and fell to the ground in pain, rolling twice under the referee's feet very smoothly.

The referee's whistle sounded decisively, Milton pushed for a foul, and the Chinese team scored the ball.

Before the Australian players scolded their mothers, the Chinese team quickly took the ball.

After receiving the ball, Wu Jin saw that there were no teammates around him, so he immediately dribbled the ball forward, and soon the Australian defensive players surrounded him again.

Wu Jin passed the ball to Zhang Boyuan, and continued to run forward slowly.

After Zhang Boyuan took the ball, before he had time to turn around, Viduka posted it.

"Fuck." Seeing that there was no chance, Zhang Boyuan had no choice but to throw the ball back to Wu Jin.

Wu Jin glanced at Li Tianxiang's position, and kicked towards the ball.

"Falke, what a stupid kick." Viduka scolded Wu Jin when he saw such a kick coming from the backcourt.

If Wu Jin was good at English, he would definitely sneer at him. Someone really can catch this ball.

Australia's goalkeeper Johnson watched the football fly towards him through an arc, and even wanted to laugh a little. How could he be passive-aggressive so early.

But soon his smile froze, because he found a red figure approaching the goal very fast, it was almost like a motorcycle.

"Falke, it's the number 7." Johnson panicked a little. The one-handed goal in the first half made him lose face.

In order not to let history repeat itself, Johnson immediately ran forward, and he wanted to get the ball in front of that nasty Chinese No. 7.

Everyone's attention was focused, and the originally noisy stadium seemed a little quiet.

A seemingly passive big foot in the backcourt was unexpectedly run away by Li Tianxiang. How fast this kid is, this sentence popped up in almost everyone's mind.

"I won." Johnson sneered, although the Chinese No. 7 was fast, but he was closer to the ball.

Johnson jumped up high before Li Tianxiang, and hit the ball fiercely with both fists. At the same time, the impact of his body directly knocked Li Tianxiang into the air.

Just as Johnson was smug that he had taught the nasty Chinese No. 7 a lesson, and when he pulled back a victory, the referee's whistle blew.

The referee rushed to Johnson and showed a bright red ruby ​​card. Johnson couldn't believe it. He was about to explain something to the referee.

The referee pointed to the place where he was standing, and Johnson swallowed the "Fack" which had already reached his lips.

He's out of the box!