big mouth ball king

Chapter 83
"The right hand is injured, the only thing that is not a problem is the middle finger?"

"Don, don't take us for fools, okay?"

Tang Zhenglong put on an embarrassed expression.

"I know it might be a bit outrageous, but it's the way it is. I was stepped on by a teammate in training and hurt my right hand."

"Don..."

"Sorry, I'm going to the locker room. It's game time in an hour. Sorry, I also want to accept your interview."

"Don..."

Tang Zhenglong ran away in a hurry.

In the player tunnel, the Frankfurt players looked at Tang Zhenglong viciously.

Frankfurt's double centers are tall, one is Ali Van Lent from the Netherlands, and the other is the native Alexander Meyer.

Jermaine Jones is the main defender in the midfield, and South Korea's Cha Doo-ri has the most ruthless eyes.

Tang Zhenglong also took a look at Frankfurt, thinking: "What are you looking at, I haven't seen a handsome guy before."

Teammates are a little worried.

Podolski patted Tang Zhenglong, "You have to be careful, they seem to be eyeing you."

"It's okay, I'm good at technology."

"..."

"Okay." Podolski didn't know what to say.

*****
The game started and the scene was crazy. After the media hype, this is already the feeling of the national derby of the Bundesliga, just like the feeling of the Bundesliga Dortmund and Bayern.

The commentary said: "Frankfurt mainly adopts a double-center tactic. No. 9 Van Lent and No. 14 Meyer are the team's main scoring points this season."

Frankfurt's first threatening attack came from a cross from the wing. Van Lent got a header, but the ball went wide.

Stevens has also done research on Frankfurt's offense, and the distribution of headers in the center should be even.

In addition, the height of the Cologne defender does not actually suffer. Unless the opponent's passing point is particularly accurate, Cologne can still solve it.

Tang Zhenglong was running in the midfield, Cha Duli followed him like a shadow, and the stick was entangled with Tang Zhenglong.

Koreans are more narrow-minded. Before the game, Tang Zhenglong was extremely sarcastic about Korean football. Cha Duli kept it in his heart. Whenever he had the opportunity, he must show Tang Zhenglong a little bit of color.

Cologne counterattacked, Schulz took the ball and advanced, Frankfurt players also quickly returned to defense, Cha Duli ran back, and suddenly heard someone shouting - "Ouba!"

"Um???"

At first glance, it was Tang Zhenglong.

"Do you speak Korean?"

"No, I don't know how to speak birds. I always yell like that in TV dramas."

"asshole."

The Frankfurt coach was furious.

"Che, what are you doing, you missed the spot."

As a midfield defensive player, Cha Duli must occupy a position, otherwise Jones cannot cover it alone.

Cha Duli ran back immediately, but when he ran to the front of the penalty area, Cologne had already shot.

The goal was missed, but it was clear that Cha Du-ri's defense failed this time.

"Stop talking to me."

"Your German is terrible, your father didn't teach you German."

Cha Duli's father is Cha Bum-geun, who used to play football in Germany.

"To shut up."

Cha Duli ran away. In the Cologne half, there was no need for him to stick close to Tang Zhenglong.

Entering the system, Tang Zhenglong didn't move his mouth first. As for the skill that must be entered for a shot from the right side of the penalty area, this can only be used after such an opportunity appears. What Tang Zhenglong wants to use is the Marseille turning skill, a total of three times.

"Do you want to use it on the stick first?"

Tang Zhenglong thought about it and found it very interesting.

Cologne attacked in the front court, Tang Zhenglong moved in front of the penalty area, Cha Duli followed again, Tang Zhenglong smiled and said: "I think it is better for you to defend Podolski."

"Put Jones on me."

"why?"

"Because Podolski is relatively weak. At your level, it will be difficult for you to defend me."

Cha Du-ri gritted his teeth in anger.

"just you!!"

"If you can get past me, I'll call you Grandpa."

"Really?"

As soon as the words fell, Cha Duli regretted it.

Tang Zhenglong smiled and said: "No need, I don't like being a grandfather, if I pass you, you can bow to me."

"no problem."

Cha Du Ri gritted his teeth, such a thing must never happen, if it happens, then he will become a big joke in Korea.

Podolski's side is very uncomfortable. Jones has a strong defensive ability and a rough style of play. The World Cup is approaching, and Podolski is a bit conservative.

Coach Stevens is also very clear about Podolski's thoughts. After all, everyone wants to participate in the World Cup held in China. As long as he is not injured, then Lucas will definitely be selected, and he should be the main player.

Jones doesn't care, he doesn't have the task of participating in the World Cup, he just wants to help the team enter the Bundesliga.

"Oh my god, Lucas fell to the ground. At this time, Klinsmann should be the most nervous. This is the hope of the national team."

Jones was still very arrogant after shoveling someone. He angrily accused Podolski of diving, Schultz's temper came up, and he stepped forward to reason.

Jones gave Schultz a push, and Schultz didn't budge.

Of course Tang Zhenglong was very upset, why didn't he punch Schultz directly, and then he got a red card.

If Schultz knew what was going on in Tang Zhenglong's mind at this time, he would probably break off friendship with Tang Zhenglong.

Cha Du Ri was suddenly patted.

"Why are you filming me?"

"I warn you, don't learn from your teammate Jones, or I won't be as easy to bully as Podolski."

"Fuck you, why did you warn me?"

The game continued. The two sides played very openly and attacked more often. After all, Frankfurt is not willing to put up an iron bucket formation in front of Cologne, and the latter is even less likely to focus on defense in front of Frankfurt. Everyone has shame.

15 minutes into the game, Cologne got a good chance. After passing the ball with two feet, the ball reached Podolski's feet. Tang Zhenglong raised his hand in front of the penalty area to ask for the ball.

Podolski hesitated, "Is this guy reliable?"

But Lucas seemed to have no better choice, so he pushed forward with a flat kick, and Tang Zhenglong stopped the ball with his arch.

But it was embarrassing in the next second, the ball stopped too big.

"Stopping the ball with such a simple arch, Tang actually stopped the ball too big?" The commentators thought it was incredible.

Cha Doo-ri saw the right time to shovel, but if he couldn't stop the ball, he deserved the shovel.

Basically, nine times out of ten when a player is injured, he has a problem with stopping the ball. If he has no skills, then Tang Zhenglong will give up the ball, but... who said that he has skills!

"System, turn around Marseille."

I saw Tang Zhenglong stepping on the ball lightly, pulling the ball, turning around, passing others, all in one go.

"pretty!!!"

"It turns out that Tang didn't make a mistake in stopping the ball. He was preparing for a Marseille turn. We all misunderstood."

Cha Du Ri was also in a daze when he was passed by.

"Is this guy going to turn Marseille?"

"Hurry up and run into the restricted area." Tang Zhenglong thought to himself.

but……

In fact, if you run to the left, you have a chance to shoot directly, but Tang Zhenglong wants to open the right side of the penalty area with skills, so he runs to the right, and there are exactly two defensive players on the opponent's side.

Just like that, Tang Zhenglong hit the "wall".

(End of this chapter)