big mouth ball king

Chapter 76

"Hey, why are you back, Don?"

Schultz laughed, and Tang Zhenglong returned to his own half to help defend. This was the first time in history.

"..."

"Actually, I came back to get water to drink."

Schultz almost fell to the ground.

This is a corner kick opportunity. I thought Tang Zhenglong came back to help stand up, because in today's football, it is very common for forwards to come back to stand up when defending set kicks, but I didn't expect Tang Zhenglong to come back to get water to drink.

The commentary also stayed.

Tang Zhenglong was lazy, he just drank some water and didn't go back.

"Don, a free man, is too free."

When Stevens faced the media, he did not deny that Tang Zhenglong was a frontcourt free man.

While Tang Zhenglong was drinking water, Leverkusen's corner kick was taken, and the goalkeeper jumped up high to shoot the ball.

"Cologne should have no chance to fight back."

Because all the Cologne players went back to help defend.

"Wait a minute, I forgot there was a Don."

Tang Zhenglong saw that he didn't drink any more water, he threw the water bottle and ran towards the ball.

At this time Leverkusen left a Roque Junior in the backcourt.

Junior also ran in the direction of the ball.

"It's up to Tang."

The audience shouted Tang Zhenglong's name. Tang Zhenglong's speed is his advantage. He dribbled the ball forward after touching the ball.

Junior didn't dare to be rough, because he was the last line of defense. If he fouled, it would probably be a red card.

Junior's wishful thinking is to squeeze Tang Zhenglong out, even if he shoots, the angle is very small, so there is no threat.

Tang Zhenglong was already thinking about his skills, he must rush into the restricted area.

"Come on."

Tang Zhenglong shouted in his heart, but his calf was already a little tight, but it didn't matter, anyway, he could hang up after entering the restricted area, this time it was different.

Junior eroded Tang Zhenglong's shooting space a little bit. After entering the penalty area, Tang Zhenglong was basically close to the penalty area line.

With such a small shooting angle, it can be said that Junior's defense has succeeded.

"Cologne has no chance. Don should protect the ball and wait for his teammates to come up."

Stevens also thought so, the best result is that Tang Zhenglong kicked the ball to the opponent's body and got a corner kick.

Tang Zhenglong swayed his leg to shoot, but Junior didn't block it at all. The angle was already very small at this time, and it would be useless for a shooter like Ruud van Nistelrooy to kick the ball.

"It's unbelievable that Tang actually shot from such a small angle."

When the ball flew towards the goal, no one had any hope, but the next second, the Rhine Energy Stadium was quiet because the ball had been scored.

"The ball... went in?"

The commentary seems to be saying interrogative sentences.

"Why did Bout choose to save this ball with his hands?"

Such a small angle, the general goalkeeper would use his feet to block, but Bout chose to fall to the ground, and the ball just rolled into the goal from under his creaking nest.

Stevens made a forehead slap, meaning unexpected.

His teammates rushed forward and annihilated Tang Zhenglong.

"Come on, let's throw Don up and free fall."

"Haha."

"Don, do you know Bout? Why do I think he did it on purpose? Your shot is actually not a threat."

In all fairness, Tang Zhenglong's shot was slow and the angle was average, but he scored.

"Well, I admit that I know the chairman of the German Football Association. He takes care of me every game. Is that okay?"

"Hahaha."

Everyone patted Tang Zhenglong's head, as if they wanted to feel happy.

"Don't touch it, my hair is messed up."

"Haha, you have a crew cut, where did you get your hairstyle?"

"You bastards."

On the sidelines, Wöller wanted to cry, it was 0-2, and he remembered the situation when Unter Haxing was eliminated in the last round of the Bundesliga.

What's wrong with Leverkusen?

The commentator said with a smile: "Leverkusen is still an old problem. They can play beautiful artistic football, but they always miss the championship. I like Leverkusen, but I will not become a fan of Leverkusen."

Worrall vented his anger on Rolfess.

"What did I say? Did you ignore it? I told you to keep an eye on that number 99."

Rolfes is also wronged.

"He is going to drink water, how do I know..."

"Even if he goes to the toilet, you follow him."

sweat.

So Rolfes really followed Tang Zhenglong like a shadow.

Tang Zhenglong sighed in his heart, "Anyway, the skill quota is used up, and I've already called it a day."

It was Leverkusen's corner kick again, this time Tang Zhenglong actually went to drink water again.

"Come here, give me orange flavor."

The assistant coach handed the sports drink to Tang Zhenglong.

Rolfes followed suit.

Tang Zhenglong patted him, "What are you doing in a daze, beat my back."

"Routines, these are all routines."

Rolfess affirmed that there was a ghostly heart hidden under Tang Zhenglong's crazy appearance, just now was the best example.

What to drink water!
It's all tactical.

"I won't be fooled again! No matter what you say, I will stare at you and don't even think about scoring goals."

Tang Zhenglong Khan.

"I really don't want to score again, at least in this game."

In fact, drinking water is also a part of tactics. For example, Ronaldinho did this when he played football in Brazil, pretending to go to the goal to get a water bottle, but it was to catch a teammate's throw-in. It can be said that the routine is very deep.

But Tang Zhenglong...he really just wants to drink water.

Rolfes approached Worrall, "Head, that guy really seems to want to drink water, and he also changed the taste, it was orange just now, and now it's a blueberry sports drink."

Worrell nodded, and said firmly: "It's all fucking tricks. I understand now. They were tricking me before the Cologne game. That's why they angered me. We can't be fooled anymore. You still stare at that annoying guy."

"it is good!!"

Tang Zhenglong was a little dissatisfied.

"Why does this blueberry taste so bad, replace it with watermelon."

"Don, we don't have watermelon-flavored sports drinks."

Tang Zhenglong turned to Rolfes, "What kind of sports drink do you like?"

"I like pure water."

"why?"

"Quite thirst-quenching."

"In fact, sports drinks also contain sugar. Drinking too much is not good and will make you fat."

"Fuck, no wonder I've gained weight recently."

A black line appeared on Rolfes' forehead, and he convinced himself countless times—"This is a routine!"

Until the 80th minute of the game, the score was still 0-2. At this time, Wöller was really in a hurry, and he didn't care if Cologne was playing tricks, he had to make a substitution.

"Cologne has changed."

Wöller replaced No. 14 center Josep Tadic, replaced Rolfers, and became a 3-forward.

Stevens did not move, he wanted to last until the end, then Cologne will be able to reach the semi-finals.

If it can be done, it will be regarded as a historical breakthrough.

(End of this chapter)