big mouth ball king

Chapter 336 How to delay time wisely

"Did you take the time to score a goal?"

It's as if someone left for 10 minutes and came back to tell you, sorry, I made a million in time.

This feeling can really piss people off.

"This bastard."

But Schaff can't quarrel with him because of the opponent's goal, that's very rude.

"Okay, little bastard, congratulations."

Schaf is not idle, replaced Hundt, replaced by Portuguese striker Almeida.

With the addition of the Portuguese striker and the German striker, Bremen has changed to the Air Force.

For a while, an air defense siren sounded over the restricted area in Cologne.

The ball flew over the Cologne penalty area time and time again, and the home team fans who watched it every time were worried, as if the goal might be scored if they were not careful.

Stevens knew that his opponent had such strength, so he called Podolski and Tang Zhenglong over, "If you have a chance, delay for me and take the ball to the corner flag."

"Ok."

The ball reached Podolski's feet. He faithfully implemented the coach's tactics and slowed down the offensive rhythm. For Cologne, going to the away game with a 2-1 result is a good result.

"Asshole, the opponent is going to delay the time, hurry up and grab it."

The Bremen players surrounded Podolski, Tang Zhenglong also leaned over, and Jensen, who replaced Frings, ran over immediately.

"You don't even try to catch the ball."

Tang Zhenglong turned his head and looked, "Damn it, what are you?"
"Lucas, give me the ball."

"Ok."

When the Bremen players heard this, they all rushed to Tang Zhenglong, but what they didn't expect was that Podolski didn't pass the ball.

"..."

"Is this... playing tricks on us?"

"That's right."

"How old are you, do you believe everything I say?"

Seeing Tang Zhenglong's coquettish smile, the Bremen players became angry.

"From now on, when Tang Zhenglong says something, don't even believe a single punctuation mark."

*****
"Delaying tactics, very smart, but also very dangerous." Mourinho laughed.

Because this tactic is somewhat passive, if the opponent seizes the opportunity to score one, the consequences will be unimaginable. The biggest failure was the 2000 European Cup final. After Italy took the lead, it adopted a delaying tactic, but unexpectedly, at the last moment, the French scored one, which completely defeated the Italians' psychological defense.

"But with the strength of Cologne, this is a reasonable choice." Raiola said.

"That's right, the helplessness of the weak."

"Jose, you have a bad mouth."

"Haha, this is me, I don't speak nice words, I just tell the truth."

"This is very similar to Tang Zhenglong."

Mourinho raised his eyebrows, "Nonsense!! How could I be like him!!"

"Believe me, Jose, you'll understand what I'm saying, as long as you get in touch with Don more."

"No need, you'd better sell it to others."

Raiola is sure of Mourinho, and must sell Tang Zhenglong to him.

*****
"The ball reached Tang Zhenglong's feet. I think the Bremen fans must be desperate now. Tang probably will fall to the ground again."

"what."

"You fall again!!"

Tang Zhenglong took the ball to the corner flag area, as soon as the Bremen player touched him, he immediately fell to the ground without any hesitation.

Free kick!
The Bremen players were about to explode.

Podolski ran over and winked at Tang Zhenglong, "Well done, Tang."

"You're welcome."

Cologne was no match at all when he took the free kick, and it was Podolski and Tang Zhenglong who were in front.

Everyone knew what the two of them were going to do, which was to continue to procrastinate.

Podolski flicked the ball lightly and Tang Zhenglong received it.

"what!!!"

"Are you a bastard made of tofu? I just touched you lightly."

Podolski said confidently: "Who told you to touch him."

"I'm going to grab the ball, time is running out."

The referee was also helpless, but the Bremen players did commit a foul.

"Free kick."

Podolski pushed the ball lightly again, Tang Zhenglong received the ball.

"what!!"

"Go ahead with the free kick."

Tang Zhenglong clamped the ball between his feet, and the Bremen players were helpless. Isn't this a kick?How do we grab the ball?But as soon as he kicked, Tang Zhenglong immediately pretended to be dead.

It's like entering an endless loop.

"Lucas, in order to win, is Cologne so wretched now?"

"This is called wisdom." Tang Zhenglong, who was sitting on the ground, said.

At this moment, Tang Zhenglong winked at Podolski.

As soon as Podolski flicked the ball, just when the Bremen players thought Tang Zhenglong was going to play dead again, he quickly dribbled the ball forward and broke through.

The Bremen players were taken aback, "He's not pretending to be dead this time?"

"What are you still doing in a daze, chase after me!!"

"Chasing!!"

"Hahaha." Mourinho laughed, "This Tang Zhenglong is really a thief."

"Don is very smart, just like you."

with a snap.

"Why hit me?"

"Fatty man, if you say that Tang Zhenglong is the same as me, I will beat you up."

Shaf was in a panic, obviously his player was played by Tang Zhenglong again.

Tang Zhenglong dribbled the ball into the penalty area, whipped the far post, and Wei Ze threw the ball away.

Scharf breathed a sigh of relief and thought: "Maybe I can accept the score of 1 to 2. Tang Zhenglong and Podolski are really difficult to deal with."

"Unfortunately, I didn't go in."

"Yeah, what a pity."

Tang Zhenglong said: "It doesn't matter, the IQ of the Bremen players is not high, and there will still be opportunities."

Podolski Khan, because a bunch of Werder Bremen players are watching.

"When we see Tang Zhenglong in the future, let's kick him hard, okay?"

"it is good!!"

The Bremen players responded by fisting Tang Zhenglong.

*****
Injury time, 3 minutes.

Stevens and Schaff smiled, as if that was the case, but at this time Bremen got a corner kick.

The set-piece opportunity at the last moment is full of infinite reverie.

Schaff seemed to see the possibility of winning again.

This time Tang Zhenglong and Podolski came back together.

Tang Zhenglong stood beside Klose.

"Hehe, are you in charge of defending me?"

"Yes, Milo."

Klose is polite to everyone, he is the only one Tang Zhenglong dare not provoke.

Diego took a corner kick, the ball reached the front point, and it was at this point that Klose was looking for. Tang Zhenglong did not keep up, and Klose headed the goal.

"Is it possible?"

Stevens was a little worried, and Klose's ball was firmly smashed into the near corner of the goal.

GOOOOOOAL! !
Klose's somersault appeared on the court.

Werder Bremen players celebrate together.

"Milo is amazing."

Tang Zhenglong was dumbfounded, and really entered.

2 is better than 2!

The teammates didn't blame Tang Zhenglong, after all, Klose, the air fighter, is too strong in the penalty area.

2 to 2 is also the final score, and the decisive battle between the two sides can only be saved in the second round.

When Tang Zhenglong was upset, Klose took the initiative to ask him to exchange jerseys, "Tang, I understand you very well, you just help the team in your own way."

Tang Zhenglong smiled, a star is a star, this realm is different.

(End of this chapter)