The king of green grass lore

Chapter 99
"Both sides start the game, the Chinese team, goalkeeper Song Zhenyu, defenders Feng Xiaoting, Li Weifeng, Xu Yunlong, Sun Xiang, midfielders Zhou Haibin, Hao Junmin, Zheng Zhi, Du Zhenyu, forwards Lin Xiu and Qu Bo.

This is Lin Xiu's national team debut, I believe he will be able to bring you a wonderful game. "He Wei said.

Liu Jianhong continued: "Look at the Iraqi team starting, goalkeeper Sabri, backcourt Atiyah, Abbas, Amir, Rehma, Akram, midfielder Sadir, Munir, Mohamed , Mohammed and Younis in the frontcourt.

The absolute core of Iraq is its captain Younis Mahmoud, who led Iraq to win the Asian Cup last year and won the best player and top scorer in the Asian Cup.

In last year's "Golden Globe" selection, Younis ranked 29th, and won the Facchetti Award in 2007. "

"Hey." Zhang Lu interjected and said, "Although he is playing in Qatar's league, he is indeed one of the best strikers in Asia. However, Lin Xiu is world-class and cannot be compared."

Zhang Lu's words are also what domestic fans want to say, but Younis doesn't think so.

When shaking hands before the game, Younis walked up to Lin Xiu and said in broken English: "I will let you see how good I am."

"If you think you have good abilities, you can go to Europe to try, where the level is higher, attention..." Seeing Younis looking confused, Lin Xiu stopped talking.

Nine times out of ten this guy can't understand English, so he's talking for nothing.

Regardless of the incredible record of the Iraqi team in the Olympics and the Asian Cup, most of the players are actually playing in the Qatar League. Language is one aspect, and the key is that Qatar, a big dog, gives quite a lot.

Picking the side, Zheng Zhi chose the field, and after each player settled down, Iraq kicked off.

Iraq did not rush forward. After pulling the Chinese team's defense with a backward pass, a straight long pass found Younis.

After saving Younis' shot, Song Zhenyu got up immediately and blocked the follow-up shot again. Sun Xiang took the ball, made a surprise pass along the sideline, and Du Zhenyu passed it to Qu Bo. A zero-angle shot was pushed out by Mohamed who returned to the goal line.

The football fell into the gap, Lin Xiu got rid of the defense and slapped him, and volleyed the ball vigorously from the near corner without stopping.

Mohamed raised his leg to block, but he was shorter than the football, and Sabri, who was running back, was far away, and could only watch the football jump into the goal.

"The goal is scored~ 54 seconds into the game, Lin Xiu opened the scoring and helped the national team lead 1-0. This is a world-class shooter..." He Wei raised his arms and shouted.

On the sidelines, more than 5 fans beat gongs and drums, shouting Lin Xiu's name in unison.

Lin Xiu sprinted back to the middle circle, and a cloud top flip came on the spot.

Excited.

Could there be a better start than scoring in the first minute of your national team debut?
No.

Even if leading at the beginning will make the enhancement invalid, the excitement of winning glory for the country overwhelms everything.

And this is a goal without strengthening, it is completely a manifestation of consciousness, strength and luck.

After turning around in the air, Lin Xiu made a Tai Chi gesture, which attracted all eyes.

"Lin Xiu~"

"Super show~"

"Outstanding~"

The audience cheered louder.

"Awesome~" The teammates ran over one after another, rubbing their heads and clapping their buttocks, each giving a thumbs up.

"It's because you did a good job in the early stage, so I got a big deal. Your assault is awesome, your pass is even better, and brother Qu's shot is also good." Lin Xiu hugged Sun Xiang and Du Zhenyu from left to right, and looked at Song Zhenyu said again: "Brother Yu made two consecutive saves the best."

"You are still the best!" Everyone laughed.

"Congratulations to Lin Xiu, he scored his first goal in the first minute of his national team debut, which is a good start for his national team journey."

"The left-back and the avant-garde teamed up to make a cross, and Qu Bo caught the ball and hit the goal. This fully reflects the cooperation and tacit understanding of the national team, but Lin Xiu's finishing touch is the most important..."

"Lin Xiu's celebratory action is also very handsome. No one in football can do this action."

"Hey, it's also very dangerous. Don't learn it casually, I guess you won't be able to learn it."

The commentary trio is still supporting Lin Xiu, even though it was more difficult to not score than to score the goal just now.

No fans would blame the commentator for being biased. In fact, on the football field, the goal is always the most eye-catching.

Jincheng, Wang Mei, who had already returned home, saw Lin Xiu jumping like this, and couldn't help but blame: "This child, what should I do if I hurt myself?"

Next to him, Lin Jianguo, with his arms hanging, said with a smile: "How is it possible, he has done it many times..."

It's over, it's exposed... Lin Jianguo was about to change the subject, but the meat around his waist had fallen into the clutches of the devil.

"No, no, I was wrong!" Lin Jianguo immediately begged for mercy.

Wang Mei glanced at his arm, let go of her clutch with a cold snort.

Lin Jianguo escaped, watching Lin Xiu standing quietly, grinning happily.

There were thunderous cheers everywhere in Jincheng. At this moment, the fans left the sadness of the earthquake behind and enjoyed the joy to the fullest.

The haze of the earthquake is still there, but life has to go on, and Lin Xiu's goal will undoubtedly cheer up the fans for a long time.

On the sidelines, Hamad called the players and turned on the hair dryer: "Why did you give him a chance? Did you forget the pre-match arrangement? Keep an eye on him, watch him die, don't give him a chance, don't give him any chance!"

The Iraqi players were so sprayed that they dared not look up.

Only by winning this game and then killing Qatar in the final round can the Iraqi team advance to the top ten. If this game is not won, everything will stop.

And if there is such a big mistake in defense, the head coach is bound to be furious.

The Chinese team finished celebrating, Hamad also finished cursing, the game continued, and Iraq kicked off in the middle circle.

Still looking for Younis, but this time the Chinese team did not give Younis a chance. The Chinese team counterattacked and still took the left side. In the end, Qu Bo's assault was blocked.

In this round, it can be seen that Lin Xiu is completely out of the team, which seems redundant.

Fortunately, Iraq was fucked, and Sadir swam around with him, forming an alternative exchange.

The two teams came and went, each created a few threats, but failed to score the goal.

Lin Xiu ran around, and Sadir dared not relax for a moment, neither participating in offense nor defense.

"I have to say that Hamad's arrangement really restricted Lin Xiu, but without Sadir's organization, the Iraqi team almost played alone in the frontcourt, and the efficiency was much lower."

"So far, the Chinese team's defensive performance is not bad, but the ability to seize opportunities in the midfield is a little bit worse."

"The main reason is that the cooperation time is too short and the tacit understanding is insufficient. Lin Xiu ran a few opportunities, but his teammates were either late or didn't see it."

The audience didn't think there was a problem. The gongs, drums and horns kept on going, and many people's voices became hoarse.

Lin Xiu was running all the time without resting, which dragged Sadir down a lot.

Basically full attendance, but Lin Xiu came on as a substitute most of the time, and he usually practiced non-stop, and his physical reserve was quite good. On the other hand, Sadir, who played the main force for a season, suffered from a serious lack of physical fitness.

However, the physical gap has not yet appeared, and Lin Xiu was basically invisible. Until 35 minutes, Iraq fouled for a header in the penalty area and gave the Chinese team an indirect free kick.

(End of this chapter)