big mouth ball king

Chapter 173 Rolling into the goal
The team doctor sprayed Tang Zhenglong again.

"Tang, what's wrong with you today? This is the second time. Have you fallen in love with this lawn?"

"Hahaha."

Tang Zhenglong was so angry that he was in such pain, these beasts were still joking and teasing him.

"I jumped up to grab the spot, who knows that the opponent will suddenly withdraw."

Looking at the slow motion, it was obvious that Tang Zhenglong jumped up to put the guard's shoulders on his shoulders, and when Lawrence dodged, Tang Zhenglong's hands were empty and he fell headfirst.

"Tang, why are you always grabbing points today? Heading is not your specialty."

"Besides you are so short."

Rumble.

a bolt from the blue.

"In China, 1.8 meters is too high, okay? Go to the island country and see, men are all 1.5 meters."

"1.5 meters?"

"Yes."

"This……"

Tang Zhenglong climbed up tremblingly again, and Schultz and the others sighed again, "This acting is amazing!"

Tang Zhenglong really wanted to give up this time, but if he gave up, wouldn't he fall twice in vain and lose everything?

No!

I'm Tang Zhenglong, I can't give up, I want to score, ah no!
I want to go in.

Looking around, Matip is the only one who is easy to fool, Tang Zhenglong moved over, "Xiao Hei, when I take off later, you can push me from behind and push me into the door, okay?"

"why?"

"Because the guy defending me is too high, I'm definitely not as good as him when I jump from the spot. You help me push hard."

"Okay." Matip nodded firmly.

Tang Zhenglong was overjoyed, there must be no problem this time.

Soon, Cologne got a corner kick.

A teammate takes a corner kick.

Tang Zhenglong leaped high, Matip was really an honest boy, and pushed hard from behind, but in the next second, the tragedy happened again.

Tang Zhenglong didn't fall headfirst this time, but hit the goal post.

"Ah! God!"

The team doctor entered again.

"Don, what happened to you today? You should know that you can't get a penalty for self-torture."

"You're the one who abused yourself, I..."

What am I doing?This cannot be explained.

"Don, I'm sorry, I didn't see the direction, I will pay attention next time." Matip said embarrassedly.

"Next time? And next time?"

Tang Zhenglong was about to give up.

"System, I really quit this time."

"Master, I suggest you keep the task, the game is still very long, maybe you can still do it."

"This……"

"Ok."

Tang Zhenglong got up tremblingly, and what he got was the admiring eyes of his teammates.

*****
Laursen has a very tight eye on Tang Zhenglong. The coach positions Tang Zhenglong as a spoiler. Such a forward cannot create any chances, but he can decide the game and needs to focus on marking.

But Odense's biggest goal is Podolski, and Cologne's number one star is still the loudest.

"Tang, you have to move, or I will be under a lot of pressure."

"I know, but there's always a big guy around me."

"Think of a way to get rid of it."

Tang Zhenglong looked unhappy, "It's not easy to dump a girl these days, let alone a defender?"

"You're taking it too far."

"Run around him." Podolski gestured.

The biggest disadvantage of a big guard is that he is not flexible, and it is a better way to move in a roundabout way.

"Be smart, Don."

Tang Zhenglong ran around Lawerson.

Three circles to the left and three circles to the right.

Laursen felt uncomfortable, he looked dizzy, all looking at the top of Tang Zhenglong's head.

"Can you stop turning?"

"No."

Podolski felt that it was almost done, and he made an arc with his left foot and passed the far end of the goal. Tang Zhenglong saw it and immediately started.

Lawerson was almost fainted by Tang Zhenglong. He reached out and touched him. Where is he?

"Oops."

Lawerson chased after Tang Zhenglong.

"Haha, I'm going to score a goal."

Tang Zhenglong ran and ran.

Suddenly he realized the ball was going too fast.

"I can't help it, I can only throw myself out."

"I am coming."

Tang Zhenglong shoveled out.

"Don hit the ball."

"Will it be a goal?"

"The ball went in."

GOOOOOOOOOAL!

"It's not over yet, Tang... He also entered the door himself."

"Should I call GOAL again?"

The commentator joked.

"I'm in."

Tang Zhenglong was so excited, he really wanted to plant flowers and the flowers wouldn't bloom, but he didn't want to pick up girls in groups. It was just so unintentionally that Tang Zhenglong completed the task.

"Master, you succeeded."

"System, I didn't expect such a weird task to succeed."

"Hahaha."

Laurson was depressed, but he had to admit that Tang Zhenglong's ball was very beautiful.

He came over and extended his hand to Tang Zhenglong, "Tang, your goal is beautiful."

"Thank you."

"clown."

At this moment, a cold gaze came, and Tang Zhenglong saw that it was the Polish goalkeeper Odense of Odense staring at him.

He felt that it was a kind of provocation for Tang Zhenglong to enter the door by himself.

Many people will think that some unnecessary actions are a kind of provocation, the most typical is the spoon penalty kick, most goalkeepers are not particularly glass-hearted, but there are also goalkeepers who think the spoon penalty kick is an insult.

Osko is a glass heart, and he thinks that Tang Zhenglong is playing tricks on purpose.

"Do you think it's fun to roll in goal?"

"Then you can be a caddy."

"I didn't mean to."

"I think you did it on purpose."

Tang Zhenglong shrugged, "Well, I did it on purpose, how about it?"

Osko was taken aback for a moment, not playing cards according to the routine.

"Wait and see."

Tang Zhenglong said it doesn't matter.

Being behind 0 to 1 is not so calm for the Odense coach. He must gain some advantages at home and go to Germany in two weeks to have a chance to beat his opponent.

The Odyssey stadium became quieter, and the fans became anxious, after all, the opponent was a Bundesliga team.

When it comes to football, Denmark and Germany are vastly different.

After 10 minutes, the Odense fans were happy, their team scored.

It was an accident. Odense scored a high ball into the penalty area. The Köln goalkeeper took the ball off under the impact of the opponent's striker Sorensen, and another striker scored the ball.

Cologne, of course, did not recognize the goal, and Stevens protested.

"It's a goalkeeper charge, the ball doesn't count."

The referee did not immediately judge the goal as valid, but communicated with the assistant referee.

"Is it a collision or a [-]-[-] split, gentlemen, I need you to give me an answer."

"It's a collision."

The referee turned his head and saw that Tang Zhenglong was interrupting.

"you shut up."

"Referee, I can see clearly."

"You're a player, it's useless for you to see clearly."

In the end, the referee judged that the goal was valid, and Bruce arrogantly encouraged the home fans to cheer.

1:1.

"Come on for us, we are Odense and we will beat Cologne."

"Shout until you get hoarse."

"Crazy for us."

Tang Zhenglong looked at this Scottish grandson, feeling very upset, at this moment, the task came.

(End of this chapter)