The king of green grass lore

Chapter 199 Temporary Captain
"Hello, friends from the audience. I will be presenting you the match between Cologne and Arsenal in Group H of the UEFA Champions League group stage in the 09/10 season."

"There will be three Chinese players participating in this year's Champions League, Lin Xiu and Du Zhenyu from Cologne, and Dongfang Zhuo from Vojvodina. I believe domestic fans will have a good time."

While the two sides were warming up, Liu Jianhong and He Wei talked about cross talk.

"At the pre-match press conference, Wenger said that Arsenal already had the strongest lineup, while Cologne's lineup was unreasonable. He was sure that the victory belonged to Arsenal."

"Tch~" Young Master Liu raised his middle finger in disdain, completely inconsistent with the temperament of the suit and leather shoes on his body.

The more than 300 fans around were not surprised, rolled their eyes, chatted and chatted.

Anyone who knows the Premier League knows how helpless Wenger's best team is.

On the court, Djuric, who was warming up, found Lin Xiu looking at Wenger from time to time, and couldn't help asking: "Boss, you don't plan to give him a shot, do you?"

"What are you thinking?" Lin Xiu slapped him and said, "I just pity him. You want to wait for Arsenal to pay off their debts. Shouldn't this guy retire?"

"Yes, it's really pitiful to think about it." Djuric nodded.

Wenger, who just turned 60, doesn't know that he is being pitied by others, and he doesn't feel that there is anything pitiful about him. Anyway, he thinks he can still work for ten or eight years.

However, when he glanced at Lin Xiu occasionally, he would inadvertently reveal love and reluctance.

Soon, the two sides made their debut, the home team started goalkeeper Du Zhenyu, defense Juric, Matip, Hummels, Jeromel, midfielders Maniche, Nedved, Petit, Podolski , Forwards Lin Xiu and Freys.

The visiting team's starting goalkeeper Mannone, backcourt Clichy, Vermaelen, Gallas, Eyburg, midfielders Song, Diaby, Fabregas, Arshavin, Nasri, frontcourt Van Persie.

Cesc Fabregas and Matip guessed and chose the venue. Cologne kicked off and looked for Lin Xiu first.

Nasri rushed over at the first time, Lin Xiu didn't try to be brave, and passed the ball to Podolski, but Nasri didn't slow down and ran straight over.

Lin Xiu dodged, but Nasri didn't change direction and followed the impact. After stopping, he took a sip and said, "Coward, let's fight head-on."

Lin Xiu didn't pay attention to it at all, and continued to move forward to prepare for cooperation. However, after Freiss took the ball, he was obviously at a loss in the face of Song's defense, and easily handed the ball back.

Seeing this, Lin Xiu immediately returned to defense.

Nasri raised his hand to ask for the ball, intending to hit Lin Xiu, but Fabregas, who dribbled forward, did not give the ball to him, but gave it to Arshavin on the wing.

"Fack~" Nasri cursed, but he didn't dare to stab Cesc Fabregas.

Everyone knows that Wenger treats Fabregas closer than his own son. If he dares to conflict with Fabregas, he may not be able to sit on the bench.

Arshavin made a breakthrough along the sideline. Seeing that there was no chance to make a move, the veteran Maniche fought with his body, trying to push Arshavin out of the sideline, but was knocked to the ground by the Czar of Arsenal.

Worm came up, planning to fight and retreat to wait for support, but unexpectedly slipped and fell to the ground in nervousness.

Arshavin took two steps forward and made a long pass into the penalty area. Van Persie succeeded in grabbing the point and shot a strong shot. Fortunately, Du Zhenyu played bravely and kept the football out.

During the corner kick gap, Lin Xiu clapped her hands and shouted: "Don't be nervous, the Champions League is no different from the league, follow the usual rhythm!"

"Lin is right, why is it a big deal, we can definitely win." Nedved echoed.

It's useless, this situation cannot be changed by one or two sentences.

It is said that although Cologne has no European experience for so many years, there are many experienced players, such as Nedved, Maniche, Podolski, Petit, but Mengxin is still nervous.

Moreover, the head coach Daum spends most of his time in the middle and lower teams. In fact, he doesn't have much experience in European wars, and the adjustments have no effect.

Arsenal took a corner kick, and Du Zhenyu struck out ahead of time to pick off the aerial football, stabilized for a moment, and passed it to Hummels.

Hummels, nicknamed Meihu by Chinese fans because of Aiwujiwu, took two steps forward, faced Van Persie's interference pass error, and directly passed it to Arshavin.

This... Facing the great gift from heaven, the Tsar rushed into the penalty area with full power. Matip had to step forward, but it was almost for nothing.

Seeing Arshavin passed by, Matip decisively stretched out his hand and pulled him to the ground, protecting Du Zhenyu with a foul.

The referee ran over and didn't show mercy because of Cologne's home game. He just ordered the red dot set meal.

Matip held his head, probably his head was buzzing, and he forgot to ask the referee to explain and plead.

Lin Xiu ran over, sighed, hugged Matip, and comforted: "It's okay, I'm here."

"I...I..." Matip woke up from a daze, not knowing what to say, took off the captain's armband, hesitated for a moment, and handed it to Lin Xiu.

"You should give Petit." Lin Xiu said.

"I think it's better to give it to you. You are our pillar. If you don't believe me, watch the audience." Matip said.

The audience was not frustrated by the red dot package, but sang SHOW GOAL loudly, looking forward to the arrival of the super show time.

"I think you are more suitable than me. We will organize the defense." Pettit rushed over and said.

He is the second captain, and he should have taken over the captain's armband, but he even withdrew from the Portuguese national team, so naturally he would not covet the false name of a captain.

"Lin, I don't think you need to be humble. You are the most suitable under the current situation." Nedved followed up to persuade.

"Well, I will lead everyone to win the game." Lin Xiugang stretched out his hand, and Matip went to help him tie the armband.

After checking that the armband was firmly tied, Matip said again: "I'm sorry for causing you difficulties."

"It's okay." Lin Xiu hugged the captain and said, "Go back to the locker room and wait for our first Champions League victory."

Not only send a Matip, but also Freys.

In order to ensure the integrity of the defense, Dom replaced Freys with McKenna.

As the boss and temporary captain on the field, Lin Xiu also had to comfort Freys, who was replaced at the beginning of the game.

"Looking at Lin Xiu hugging Freys, it should be comforting him."

"Being replaced within 2 minutes of the game, any player will have an opinion. Lin Xiu entered the role very quickly."

"He's a natural leader and I think maybe he'll be captain in the next game."

Lin Xiu couldn't hear Liu Jianhong and He Wei's singing together, she just felt that there was so much shit going on.

If it weren't for the captain, it would be so easy to dive for half an hour, slap Arsenal, and then continue diving to catch fish and wait for get off work.

However, being caught up on the shelves, he had no choice but to accept his fate.

After sending Freis to the sidelines and handing it over to Dom for further ideological work, Lin Xiu led McKenna back to the goal to grab a penalty.

Du Zhenyu misjudged the direction, and Arshavin, who took the penalty, kicked the ball steadily into the dead corner.

Less than 3 minutes into the game, Arsenal took a goal lead.

(End of this chapter)