green shooter

Chapter 35 fierce battle
The attack tactics at the beginning failed to take effect, and continuing to force the attack may give the opponent a chance to lose the ball. The players of the Turin team saw the gesture of the head coach Novellino, and the formation began to shrink, and the whole team retreated.

That is because this game is a derby match, if the Turin team hides and defends like this in front of their own fans in a normal game, they will definitely be scolded by those grumpy fans.

But since they are facing Juventus, for the supporters of the Turin team, as long as they can prevent their rivals from the same city from taking a victory from them, then anything will do.

Only Zhu Hantao was left standing alone in front, with his hips crossed helplessly, looking back at his teammates desperately blocking Juventus' attack, but he couldn't help.

"Regardless of whether the results were achieved at the beginning, after the whole team returns to defense, except for the defense of corner kicks and free kicks, you should not participate in the rest of the time. You must retain enough physical strength and wait for opportunities to counterattack..."

Thinking back to the few words that the head coach specially pulled himself aside before the game, Zhu Hantao rolled his big eyes flickeringly, not knowing what he was thinking.

"This is Huaguo TV, and now we are bringing you the match between Turin and Juventus at home in the Italian Football League."

"Hey, this is what fans often call the Turin Derby."

"The Turin team, who played at home, launched a more threatening attack at the beginning of the game, and then the scene was firmly controlled by the Bianconeri."

"As for the Turin team, I think they should follow the instructions of the head coach. They wanted to steal one at the beginning and then retreated to defend. Unfortunately, they didn't succeed. This is the most likely way for them to win. After all, the opponent's strength is stronger than theirs."

"Director Zhang's analysis is very reasonable. It seems that the home team can only parry and have no power to fight back. Except for one striker who stays in front, all the other players return to their own half to defend with all their strength. We will see when Juventus can break the deadlock."

"Hey, let's see what happened on the field."

Since the players of the Bianconeri are stronger than the home team, the Turin team can only stop the opponent's attack through fouls and some small actions.

As long as a Juventus player gets the ball, at least two players from the Turin team will go up and grab it. The Bianconeri players have nothing to show for their martial arts.

Time went back to 3 minutes ago, Juventus midfielder Zanetti took the ball, feinted a shot and pretended to pass the ball. Turin's defensive midfielder Guerrera was fooled by him.

Zanetti's calf was shoveled forward and fell forward, hugging his leg in pain, rolling and crying.

The referee Gianluca blew his whistle and hurried over. He saw everything that happened just now clearly, and without hesitation he took out a yellow card from his pocket and showed it to Gleila.

Glera was very dissatisfied with the yellow card, "He's acting! Don't be fooled by him, he's a damn actor!"

The experienced veteran Corini hurried over and stopped Gleira to tell him not to talk. He had already received a yellow card, and if he angered the referee, he might be sent off directly.

"Get up quickly, stop pretending!" Greila was still chattering while being pulled back.

The captain on the field was trying to communicate with the referee, "It was a foul just now, but it's definitely not a yellow card, it's not that serious..."

Gianluca ignored him, but motioned for the Juventus team doctor to come over quickly.

Zanetti saw through the fingers covering his face that he had achieved the result he wanted, and before the team doctor who just came over with the medicine kit to check him, he slowly stood up by himself.

"Look, I didn't even touch him, he was just flopping!" Seeing Zanetti stand up and take two steps, Gleila became angrier when it was clear that nothing happened.

"Okay, stop talking, it's useless, and you have to pay attention to defensive actions later, you have already received a yellow card."

"Well, I know, I will be careful."

After a little delay, the game continued. Juventus's free kick in the front court was located on the right side of the Turin team's penalty area. The distance was a little far away and it was not suitable to hit the goal directly.

At this time, Zhu Hantao also returned to the penalty area to help defend the set kick. His contribution to the team's defense is very limited, that is, he can help fight for the header to clear the siege in the corner kick defense.

Zebra Prince chose to pass the ball to the penalty area.Trezeguet beat Torino centre-back Natalie for a header.

However, due to the interference of the defensive players, the quality of the header was not high, and was crushed by the goalkeeper Serene.

After successfully defending the set-piece, goalkeeper Sereni and central defender Natalie gave each other high fives to encourage each other.

Sereni threw the ball vigorously and passed it to the midfielder Corini's feet. Nocerino came over to press, and Corini passed the ball lightly to Glera who was on the sidelines.

Glera holds the ball, Zanetti sticks up, and the two opponents fight again.This time, Gleila learned to be smart. He made small movements in his hands, but they were very subtle, and he couldn't see it if the referee was not around.

Zanetti was a little annoyed at being slapped on by Gleira, thinking that he kicked him just now and beeped and said that he was flopping, and felt that the opponent's hand was coming again, Zanetti couldn't help but push Gleira.

Damn, he was waiting there, Zanetti's push was quite obvious, and Gleila took advantage of the situation and lay down on the ground covering her face.

As soon as he fell to the ground, the referee's whistle blew, and Zanetti was still there in a daze, his mind went blank, and three questions floated through, who am I and what happened just now.

Not surprisingly, Gianluca showed Zanetti a yellow card, and then recorded the name of the jersey number of the player who received the yellow card on the yellow card.

Only then did Zanetti come to his senses, and excitedly explained to the referee who lowered his head to record: "No, he did it first, so I pushed it, and his reaction was too big, he is just acting!"

The referee thought that what Zanetti said was referring to the foul that Glera received a yellow card just now, shook his head, and gestured for him to calm down.

The Juventus players surrounded the referee to put pressure on him, even if he couldn't make him change the sentence, he could make him pay attention. Gianluka took out another yellow card to Nedved, and they reluctantly dispersed.

"There was a very interesting scene just now. The two midfielders of the host and guest teams received yellow cards for fouling each other. The Czech Nedved didn't know what he said to the referee and also received a yellow card."

"Hey, I'm afraid it's really time to enter the rhythm of the derby. When the tempers of both sides come up, there will be more bodies to fight more fouls. The referee must be ruthless in making penalties, otherwise it will be difficult to control the situation."

Unexpectedly, Director Zhang really got what he said. The next development of the game was exactly as he said. The players on both sides became angry, fouls became more and more frequent, and their kicks became more and more ruthless.

As the stronger side, Juventus is a little impatient if they can't attack for a long time, and the opponent's defensive moves are particularly strong. They may be injured by them if they are not careful. The players gradually lose their patience.

Seeing the opponent's players move more vigorously one by one, and the offensive cooperation also lost its tricks. They no longer controlled the football steadily in their own rhythm and looked for opportunities to attack as before. A smile appeared on the face of Torino coach Novellino.

"Is this also in your plan?" Of course, no one asked this sentence, because the current situation on the field has been discussed in the previous tactical meeting, which is exactly the effect that the coaching staff of the Turin team wanted.

To put it simply, it is to piss off the Juventus players, pull them to the same level as my side, strangle them in the midfield, let them have a better technical and tactical level but fail to perform, and finally find a chance to use my rich experience in Shajiba to beat them.

Barone and Recoba hit Juventus half-court in two-and-one. Recoba easily passed Zanetti with his delicate dribbling.

Zhu Hantao had already reached his position in time, and when Recoba passed the ball, he would speed up and get the ball, which would create a chance for a single shot.

This routine has been rehearsed many times in the usual training and I am very familiar with it. Once it is done, Zhu Hantao is [-]% sure of scoring.

Seeing this, Nocerino, who returned to defense, could only push down Recoba from behind, without giving him a chance to pass the ball. It would be dangerous for him to wait for the ball to enter the penalty area without fouling.

"Beep—" The referee whistled and played the card in one go, Nocerino didn't make any excuses at all, he knew that this must be the action of taking the card.

Recoba, who had just got up from the grass, spat out "Yah", and didn't say much since Nocerino was late for the yellow card.

The Juventus players were busy lining up the wall under Buffon's command, and the Turin players were inserted in it. The referee ran over to draw the line, but no one noticed on Recoba's side. He picked up the football and moved two steps forward quietly, no one noticed.

Turin's free kick, just two steps closer to the goal, may play a key role.

Zhu Hantao's free kick level is not enough for him to get a chance to take a free kick for the time being. I don't know how long Zhu Hantao's Bayesian arc will have to wait before he can make his debut in Serie A.

Not to mention Zhu Hantao, in fact, there are several free kicks in the Torino team that are good, but it is still Recoba standing in front of the football, ready to take this free kick.

"This position can hit the goal directly. We all know that Recoba has a free kick. Let's see how he serves the ball."

"I don't know if the audience noticed, hey, just now Recoba secretly moved the football forward a little bit, but no one on the field noticed it. This is experience."

"Okay, kick-off is about to start. Let's watch the ball. Recoba took a free kick and he chose to hit the goal directly!"

"Duang!" The football hit the goal frame heavily, and Buffon was startled into a cold sweat. He quickly grabbed the ball that bounced and hugged him tightly.

"Ah!" After Recoba kicked out, he felt that his foot was good, but he didn't expect that the goal frame rejected his goal, and he was a little annoyed.

The coaching team and the substitute players of the Torino team on the sideline bench have already raised their hands and prepared to cheer and celebrate the goal. The sound of "duang" seemed to hit their hearts.

"Almost, almost, it was the goal that saved the Bianconeri."

Although the fans of the home team in the stands regretted that the goal was not scored, they still gave Recoba a warm applause. Anyway, this free kick was beautiful.

Buffon hugged the football and shouted at the players in front of him: "Be careful not to give them free kicks in good positions! Be careful!"

Juventus coach Ranieri could not sit still, stood up and called Del Piero to the sidelines, saying something to him, Del Piero nodded and returned to the field.

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