big mouth ball king

Chapter 199
"Five minutes into the game, someone in Cologne got injured."

For Stevens, this was a bolt from the blue. Did you make a substitution in just 5 minutes?

Streiter ran to the sidelines, and the team doctor was treating him.

"Can you hold on?"

The team doctor shook his head, "It's a strain."

"Cologne substitution."

From 5 minutes to 10 minutes, the two sides tried each other, but neither made any effort, especially Parma, which came from afar. The rhythm of Italian football is inherently slow.

It's twelve minutes into the game.

Someone else fell to the ground in Cologne.

Stevens covered his face, "What's the matter? I went to church to pray recently, why should I be punished like this?"

Midfielder Springer was also diagnosed with a thigh strain.

"Cologne's luck is really bad, the game has not reached 15 minutes, they have changed twice."

Stevens is now highly nervous. If someone is injured again, then stop playing.

Parma's No. 4 De Sena smirked while defending Tang Zhenglong: "You have injured two, will you be the next one?"

"Hehe, it definitely won't be mine."

"why?"

"Because I'm so handsome."

Desena was taken aback, "Does this have anything to do with being handsome or not?"

When Desena was in a daze, Tang Zhenglong asked: "Do you really want to be selected for the Italian national team?"

Of course.

But De Sena insisted: "What's the matter with you?"

"I have a way to guarantee that you will be selected for the national team 100%."

……

"really?"

As soon as the words fell, De Sena regretted it. This must be a lie.

"It won't hurt you to listen to it."

Desena thought so too.

"Tell me."

Tang Zhenglong whispered in his ear, "I recognize Lippi as my father."

Boom.

The little fire in Desena's heart exploded instantly, he wished he could kick Tang Zhenglong.

"I will rely on my own strength to enter the national team."

"But you have no strength."

"Don't make me kick you."

"Kick it."

Desena laughed and said, "I'll wait for you in the player tunnel after the game."

"cut!!"

Just then, the last thing Stevens wanted happened, Podolski bent over.

"Lucas."

"Could it be that you also..."

"No way, is Lucas injured too? Did Cologne suffer some kind of curse today? This game only lasts 25 minutes."

"Head, my leg is strained."

Stevens had no choice but to replace Podolski with Helmers.

Cologne's home court is shrouded in a haze, and everyone has a sense of foreboding. Sometimes this is football.

"This is football." The commentator said: "Cologne has no quota for substitutions. If there is another injury, then Cologne will only have one less player to fight."

The house leak happens to rain overnight, the boat is late and the wind blows. In foreign countries, this is called Murphy's law.

Afraid of what to come.

What Stevens is most afraid of now is downsizing, but a bigger blow is coming soon, and goalkeeper Svant received a red card.

This was a counterattack by Parma. Forward Paponi's breakthrough was as fast as lightning, forming a single goal. When the goalkeeper Sfante attacked, he threw Paponi outside the penalty area. According to the current rules, this is a red card.

"This is how to do?"

"Cologne has no quota for substitutions." The commentator was also dumbfounded. This is the first time he has seen such a situation after watching football games for so many years.

If there is still a substitution, then the goalkeeper can be replaced and a player in another position can be removed, but it is no longer possible.

Stevens confers with the assistant coach.

"Who is more suitable to be a guest goalkeeper? There is still most of the game."

****
When the whole team was worrying about who would be the goalkeeper, Tang Zhenglong was still bickering with De Sena.

"You have the ability to hit me."

"We'll see after the game."

"Don't do it after the game, just now."

"You think I'm stupid."

Tang Zhenglong put on a beating expression, and Desena knew that he wanted to hurt himself.

Suddenly someone patted Tang Zhenglong on the shoulder.

"Don, the coach is looking for you."

"what?"

"Let you guard the gate."

……

Time stood still for a second, only to hear Desena burst out laughing.

"Hahaha."

"Killing me."

Tang Zhenglong was dumbfounded, "What did you say? Let me guard the gate?"

"Yes."

Tang Zhenglong ran up to Stevens, "Head, what do you think?"

"After much deliberation, I think you are the right one."

"I am suitable? How do you know that I am suitable?"

"Against Hertha, you had the top [-] saves of the Bundesliga."

puff.

Tang Zhenglong almost vomited blood.

"That's what the media played on me."

"Don, the interests of the team are the most important thing, don't say it, from now on, you are the goalkeeper."

Tang Zhenglong wanted to cry.

"Goalkeeper?"

"Sfante, take off the equipment and put it on for Tang."

When Tang Zhenglong stood on the goal line, the whole audience was happy.

"Tang really went to be a goalkeeper."

"Maybe Tang is more reliable as a goalkeeper."

Tang Zhenglong felt strong malice, these people wanted to see themselves make a fool of themselves.

"Want to see my jokes? No way!"

"System, give me a goalkeeper skill card."

"This is not bad, Schmeichel skill card, you can use the whole game, 400 mouth points."

Tang Zhenglong looked at it, "It's good, but it's too expensive. Is there anything cheaper?"

"It's cheap, French goalkeeper Barthez's, only 200."

"However, there are side effects. You may become bald after using it."

Tang Zhenglong's face was dark, "I don't want it even if I'm not bald. Barthez is a buttery hand, so I might as well do it myself."

After much deliberation, I gritted my teeth and said that it should be more expensive.

"exchange."

*****
Parma coach Pioli is very happy. There is a fool standing in front of Cologne's goal. If you don't kick you 5-0, I'm sorry.

Pioli made a gesture of pressing his hands up.

"Attack, you don't need to defend, two people behind are enough. As long as we shoot, we will definitely score. The opponent is almost empty."

Parma rushed forward frantically, No. 4 De Sena looked at Tang Zhenglong in front of the goal, was happy, and kicked a shot from 30 meters away.

The ball went flying.

"Damn it, you can't fly, as long as you hit the door, you will definitely be able to enter."

The Cologne defenders felt the pressure was great, and they must not give their opponents a chance to shoot, otherwise Tang Zhenglong would not be able to stop him.

"Don, don't worry, we won't give our opponents a chance to shoot."

Unexpectedly, Tang Zhenglong patted his chest. "It's okay, just let the opponent shoot at random, my goalkeeping skills are almost the third in the world."

puff!
"Don, how can you be a goalkeeper as a striker?"

"Well, I won't hide it from you, my father used to be a Chinese national footballer, and he was the goalkeeper."

Everyone was shocked, it turned out that Tang Zhenglong had a star dad, no wonder he was so arrogant.

"Don, it's up to you."

(End of this chapter)