big mouth ball king

Chapter 99

In the second half, Cologne played an iron barrel formation.

Stevens' goal was to defend a one-ball advantage, while Schalke's tactics became simpler and more direct.

A long pass.

Although many people look down on the traditional English style of long pass and punch, but in many cases this style of play can solve the problem, and this is the case at this time.

"Kuranyi! Header!"

"Taller."

"It would be great if the ball was lighter when it hits the top." The commentator said afterwards.

Kuranyi held his head, a little regretful, he is now the third striker in Germany, after Klose and Gomez, of course he wants to prove himself.

Rangnick stood up and called the core midfielder and the team's No. 10, the Brazilian Lincoln.

"Cologne are strong in front of the box and I want you to put the ball in the box."

Lincoln nodded, but in fact, it was not easy, stuffing the ball into the penalty area in the crowd, to the feet of his teammates.

Rangnick patted Lincoln, "I believe in you, you should be able to understand my intentions,"

As a Brazilian midfielder, Lincoln still has a strong ability to read the game. He probably understands what Rangnick means.

Rangnick whispered to his core midfielder, and Stevens could see that he was about to play tricks.

Among the attacking midfielders who play in Germany, if Stevens is allowed to rank, then the top three are Bayern Munich's Ballack, Werder Bremen's Micoud, and Schalke's Lincoln.

They are all players who can change the game with their own passing. Stevens tried to arrange a defensive midfielder to mark Lincoln, but the effect was not good.

At this moment, there was a ding.

"A mission again?"

Tang Zhenglong was a little surprised. There were a lot of missions in this game, and they were all wonderful missions.

"Blessing is not a wonderful task."

Task: Change to play as a defensive midfielder, successfully defend three times,

Reward: 200 mouth points.

Punishment: Femininity drops by 50%
"MD, the popularity of women has dropped by 50%, so how can I live?" Tang Zhenglong was about to cry, and this task was such a weird type. He was a striker, how could he play as a midfielder?
"System, it's too much, you are insulting the dignity of a god front."

"Master... do you want dignity?"

……

If there is no punishment, then Tang Zhenglong must have refused, but this punishment is too bloody, Tang Zhenglong can only accept it.

*****
Stevens rubbed his chin. The situation on the pitch was becoming more and more unfavorable for Cologne. Lincoln sent a few through balls. If it wasn't for the striker's poor ability to stop the ball, Cologne should have conceded the ball by now.

Turning his head suddenly, he saw Tang Zhenglong standing beside him.

"Tang, what are you doing? Do you know that you need to buy a ticket to watch the game?"

sweat!
"Boss, you are too humorous."

"humor?"

This is written in an article by Claudia, she said that the groundskeeper should let Tang Zhenglong buy the ticket, because he is here to watch the game.

Seeing Tang Zhenglong's appearance, Stevens seemed to have something to do.

"Don, are you okay?"

Tang Zhenglong said sternly: "Boss, the team is in such a difficult situation now, I request to play as a midfielder and help the team defend."

Boom.

Stevens couldn't believe his ears. Is this what a person like Tang Zhenglong can say?
"Tang, you can't stand up and kick with your lower back, you have to run."

"I know."

Stevens didn't know which tendon was wrong with Tang Zhenglong, but since he was willing to help defend, that's fine, there is one more player in the midfield.

The commentator noticed that Tang Zhenglong ran to the midfield.

"Did I read it wrong? Tang actually returned to the midfield. Could it be that he thinks the field of vision here is better?"

If Tang Zhenglong heard this, he would have greeted and explained the whole family immediately.

Tang Zhenglong recalled the mission—successfully defended three times.

Tang Zhenglong's first thought was to pick up the leak, and ran to the penalty area to defend with his teammates.

"good idea."

But soon, Tang Zhenglong became depressed because his teammates wanted to drive him away.

"Don, is it okay if you don't come to help me?"

"Don, this is my defensive position, are you helping the opponent?"

Another time, Tang Zhenglong almost assisted Kuranyi.

Tang Zhenglong was about to cry, "Didn't I just want to help? Why do you discriminate against me?"

Tang Zhenglong could only go out of the restricted area. Before the restricted area, he noticed a person—Brazilian Lincoln.

Lincoln didn't care at first. In today's football, it is the most normal thing for a striker to help defend.

But soon, Lincoln discovered that he was wrong.

Lincoln looked in the penalty area, and after a feint shot, he was about to pick a pass, but when he made a pick with his instep, Tang Zhenglong appeared and blocked the ball.

"..."

Lincoln was dumbfounded, "Why doesn't he eat feints?"

This is the same as the principle of the spoon penalty kick. To succeed in the spoon penalty kick, there is a premise that the opponent is an excellent goalkeeper. If you are an amateur goalkeeper, you must not play the spoon penalty kick. It will be a joke, because the opponent’s level is too low.

Tang Zhenglong didn't even have the most basic defensive prediction, so Tang Zhenglong ignored Lincoln's series of fake moves before, when you touch the ball, when I kick.

So... Lincoln did such a beautiful feint, and it was all in vain.

Ding Dong!

A successful defense.

The data in the system changed, Tang Zhenglong secretly clenched his fists, "It's beautiful, I'm too good, please call me Makelele from now on."

Soon, Lincoln faced Tang Zhenglong again in front of the penalty area. He pedaled his bicycle once, and then made a fake eye movement, looking towards Kuranyi, in fact, preparing to flick Larsen with his instep.

In the end, Tang Zhenglong was still the same, he didn't care about Lincoln's fake eyes at all, he just stared at his feet.

When Lincoln made a move, Tang Zhenglong also made a move.

The ball was broken again.

Stevens was taken aback, and successfully defended twice in a row!Could it be that Tang really has the talent to kick the midfielder?

Stevens felt taken aback. Don was like a book in Latin that he would never understand.

Rangnick was also taken aback. Lincoln's two feints were beautiful.

"The opponent's No. 99 defensive prediction is so good?"

Rangnick thinks too much. Tang Zhenglong's defensive philosophy is - the best prediction is not to make any predictions.

Like the best way to take a penalty kick is to do nothing and just stand there.

An excellent forward pass must be concealed, and at this time Lincoln felt that his pass was seen through in advance, and the opponent could understand it, which had a great impact on his self-confidence.

"Could it be possible that you can read minds?" Lincoln was sweating behind his back.

At this time, Lincoln remembered what his teammate Paulson said-that Asian man can do witchcraft.

Lincoln was shocked all over, if that was the case, he would have kicked a P.

(End of this chapter)