big mouth ball king

Chapter 301 This adversity is a bit big

"Nuno."

"I seem to see Nuno in the 2000 European Cup."

Ten minutes into the game, Benfica was leading 10-1.

Rui Costa flicked his instep outside midfield and delivered a God's-eye pass, while Nuno Gomez in the penalty area was like a civet, volleying directly with his left foot and hitting the ball into the near corner of the goal.

1 is better than 0!

GOOOOOOAL.

Many fans think of the 2000 European Cup, the omnipotent Nuno Gomez, the Gomez who scored like a ball on the Portuguese striker.

Benfica was favored before the game, and it seems that the result is indeed heading in the direction predicted by the outside world.

At this time, Xi Mang ran up to Tang Zhenglong, made a sliding kneeling posture, which was provocative, and then he stretched out a finger.

"1-0."

Tang Zhenglong returned his finger with a backhand, but it was the middle one.

"Referee, you saw, he gave me the middle finger."

The referee could see clearly that it was Simao himself who provoked him first, and Tang Zhenglong acted quite gracefully.

"Stop provoking me."

Stevens frowned and conceded a goal at home. This is not a good thing. Portuguese football is indeed strong.

Especially Rui Costa, although he left AC Milan, he became more and more demonic, a bit like Zidane in the World Cup, playing like a fairy.

Stevens gestured to the players on the field, asking the midfielders to keep an eye on Rui Costa and make sure to cut off his passes.

But soon, the little Italian Mikri began to show his power. He dribbled the ball on the wing and made a very sharp breakthrough.

In the 18th minute of the game, Mikley passed the ball from the side, and the Cologne players lost their defense. Nuno Gomez took the lead and scored the ball again.

2:0.

The Benfica fans who came from afar were overjoyed.

Fernando Santos smiled at the corner of his mouth. German football is just like this. In the face of Benfica's delicate technology, there is no ability to resist.

"This is the era of technical football."

"Congratulations to Benfica."

"Congratulations to Portuguese football."

The meaning of the commentary seems to be that Benfica has successfully advanced.

On the court, the mentality of the Cologne players was obviously hit hard, especially the defense players. They felt that Nuno Gomez seemed to have three heads and six arms, and the bomber Muller back then seemed to be nothing more than that.

Podolski felt that he had to stand up at this time, and he ran back to encourage his teammates.

"This is just the first half of the game, we still have a lot of time, don't be confused, this is the quarter-finals, it will definitely not be that simple."

The teammates nodded, but obviously they didn't think so.

"Are we simply not capable enough to reach the semi-finals?"

At this moment, Tang Zhenglong ran back.

"Are you idiots scared stupid? If so, then go and kneel."

Podolski was dumbfounded.

"Don, what are you talking about!"

The teammates were also angry. Tang Zhenglong usually talks nonsense, and everyone can bear it, but now the players are in a bad mood.

"Don, you bastard."

"I'm an asshole? I scored so many goals, and you were easily scored twice like cowards. Who is the asshole?"

"Don, are you amazing?"

"Don't be in Cologne if you're so great."

"I don't need to be in Cologne, I want to go, I can leave anytime, but what about you? Does anyone want you?"

I don't know why, after being scolded by Tang Zhenglong, everyone got better.

"Don, what's the point of you deliberately disgusting us? Go and score a goal if you can."

"I will, don't worry."

Podolski suddenly understood, "Don, so you were encouraging them. You scared me just now, and I was really afraid of fighting."

Tang Zhenglong snickered and said, "Any comforting words you say now are useless, it's better to do the other way around."

Podolski smiled: "I hope it works, we really can't concede the ball now."

Tang Zhenglong nuzzled and said: "If you score a goal as soon as possible, I think everything will be fine."

Tang Zhenglong patted Podolski on the shoulder lightly, "Try to pass the ball to me, Lucas."

……

"Why didn't you pass the ball to me?"

"Such a simple thing, do you really want me to explain it to you?"

"asshole."

Soon, Schulz made a rough foul on Rui Costa in midfield, for which he also received a yellow card.

Benfica was super dissatisfied with this, and head coach Fernando Santos yelled at the referee, "This is going to abolish my midfield core."

"It must be a red card."

"Yellow cards encourage crime."

Schultz's yellow card is valuable. If Rui Costa hurts, it can at least delay the opponent's attack. This is why Benfica is super upset, and the opponent succeeded.

Soon, Cologne played a fast break. After passing the ball twice, it reached Podolski's feet. Before he took the ball from the left, he had already seen Tang Zhenglong's position on the right, so he swept the right side of the penalty area the moment he received the ball.

The tacit understanding of long-term cooperation is undoubtedly revealed in this ball. The only man marking Tang Zhenglong is David Lewis.

Both of them were scrambling for points. Tang Zhenglong saw the timing and pushed David Luiz lightly. The Brazilian was even more thieves and touched the football with his hand when he lost his balance.

"Handball, this is a penalty."

Tang Zhenglong shouted.

"You pushed me first."

"We have a reasonable confrontation. You touched the ball with your hands. Besides, even if you lose your balance, can you touch the ball with your hands?"

The referee ran over, Tang Zhenglong pointed to his hand, "Referee, he touched the ball with his hand, it's a penalty."

"Referee, he pushed me first."

This ball, David Louis is a super chicken thief. In order to prevent the referee from judging the ball as a reasonable collision, he immediately reached out to touch the ball, which means that it is impossible for the referee to make a mess.

Tang Zhenglong and David Lewis were fighting, and finally the referee judged Tang Zhenglong for a collision.

"What! I collided?" Tang Zhenglong was a little upset.

David Luiz applauded, "This is the correct penalty."

Tang Zhenglong said, "Your size is correct."

After the referee walked away, David Luiz smiled and said: "You want to harm me, no way, this is the wisdom of Brazilian football."

"Really? Then I really have no respect for Brazilian football."

"It doesn't matter."

Because of the historical relationship, the relationship between Brazil and Portugal is very close, and the football styles of the two countries are basically the same.

At this moment, Simao ran over and patted David Luiz. One was Portuguese and the other was Brazilian, and they both spoke the same language.

"Good job."

Tang Zhenglong understood, this Simao was very vindictive, could it be that David Louis Yin himself was also taught by him?

(End of this chapter)