number one striker

Chapter 269

It's not that Ramos doesn't want to fall, but that Caesar's movements are quite subtle, and the referee must not have seen it.

So Ramos could only endure the pain and follow behind, but he was getting farther and farther away from Caesar, and there was no way to stop him.

Puyol hurried over to make up for it. Caesar was defended badly by Ramos throughout the first half. Puyol also knew what methods his teammates used. After all, he has played against Ramos so many times in the national derby.

Puyol himself disdained to use this insidious method, but after seeing Caesar also shot Ramos once, he began to wonder if he was too pure and kind.

"Caesar receives the ball at the front of the penalty area! Puyol is in front of him!"

Puyol is in very good form today, and Caesar knows this very well, and there are not many opportunities for the team, so he must make good use of this time.

"Here!" Ozil rushed up, compared to the speed, Spain is still a little bit slower, for a while there was no one guarding Ozil.

Caesar immediately crossed the past, Ozil did not stop the ball and went straight through, and Klose succeeded in offside!

"Klose hits the goal!" Yankel almost shouted, but Pique, who was chasing back, blocked the ball in front of the goal line, and Yankel almost smashed the table in anger.

"It's a pity! Casillas blocked the ball! Klose's speed of hitting the goal is greatly reduced!" Kahn always speaks when the two goalkeepers are on camera. He commented: "Casey has a quick reaction and is flexible, but he is not tall. In fact, we can take advantage of this. Instead of pursuing strength, we should pursue angles."

Pique roared very excitedly after making the siege. His condition is getting better and better, and he has a faint momentum to succeed Puyol.

"The ball is cleared! The midfield is controlled by Xavi!"

Germany quickly returned to defense, Kaiser and Klose both returned to the half.As a result, Villa didn't stop the ball when he caught the ball in the middle. The ball was poked off by the pig, and then it was given to Khedira.

It was also rare for Khedira to enter the opponent's frontcourt in this game. After receiving the ball, his mind immediately came alive.

"Khedira goes forward and assists! He wiped Xavi! Alonso defends!"

Regardless of Khedira's size, his reaction speed is quite fast.Alonso's shovel did not stop him, but the opponent pulled Khedira after he fell to the ground, and the tall German fell to the ground immediately.

"Foul!" Khedira stood up abruptly, looking for the referee.

He saw Victor Casse, but the referee did not blow the whistle, but raised his hands to signal that the attack was favorable.

Busquets and Pedro ran to the ball, but one was faster than them.

"Caesar! Caesar rushed out!"

"Caesar's speed is too fast! The Spaniards can't keep up with him!"

Ramos backed away in a hurry, but Caesar made consecutive spikes on the run, shaking Ramos into a coma.

"Where's the ball?" Ramos turned around again, but didn't see the ball.His eyes frantically searched the past, but he saw Caesar holding the ball to the top of the arc in the penalty area.

"Caesar cuts inside! Shake Ramos away! Pique pounces on him!"

Caesar glanced at the goal, in front of the huge goal, Cassie looked so small.

"Shoot into the far corner!"

Caesar played the ball very stealthily, looking for the blind corner.

However, Cassie told Caesar with practical actions why no one could deal with him despite his height being a disadvantage.

"Casey held the ball out! Oh my God! His reaction speed is too fast!" Yang Keer yelled regretfully, he thought the ball would be scored.

Caesar couldn't believe his eyes either. The moment Cassie soared into the air just now, it was like hanging Wia.

Looking at Cassie again, he stood up, looking very arrogant as if nothing had happened.

Damn, next time we must break the door.

"It seems that the German team's offensive is slowly picking up?" The fans in the stands exchanged excited glances with each other. The continuous offensive made the Spaniard unable to hold his head up.

"Look! Another German attack!"

Spain's midfield was a bit lax, coupled with Loew's foul and harassment tactics, Busquets was still a young man after all, and his mentality was gradually provoked by the Germans, but the ball was intercepted by Piggy again.

"Isn't this a foul?!" Busquets yelled excitedly, but Kassai's whistle was a little loose today, and Xiaozhu's push was not strong, Kassai signaled the game to continue.

"Now it's the German team's turn to control the midfield!" Sauer is confident in the team's ability to control the ball. However, the fact is very embarrassing. Under Spain's aggressive pressing, the German team's possession of the ball seems a bit restrained and has been compressed to the right.

"Little pig! It was Khedira! It was almost cut off! Khedira was Kroos! The hit was too small! In fact, it can be passed back and then organized." Before the words finished, Kroos immediately kicked the ball out.

Harvey looked up at the sky, the ball seemed to fall on him?

Just as he was about to catch the ball, suddenly a white figure stabbed diagonally, and then Ramos also ran over.

"Caesar stole the ball before Xavi! Because of the possession just now! Spain focused on the right lane! Now there is no one on the left! Caesar rushed towards the goal diagonally!"

Ramos followed Caesar closely. With his right hand, he kept tugging on Caesar's coat, pulling it and loosening it. Anyway, he wouldn't let you run properly.

Caesar was disturbed by him continuously, and his speed slowed down. Ramos was overjoyed, and immediately stretched out his legs to steal the ball.

However, this is what Caesar was waiting for. Taking advantage of Ramos's legs, Caesar knocked the ball out of his crotch.

"Huh?" Ramos looked as if he had stretched his legs to let Caesar pass by. His movements were old and he couldn't keep up anymore.

"Caesar smashed the ball to the bottom! Klose followed up in the middle!"

Caesar immediately chose to cross, and Puyol has been attracted by himself. This is a good opportunity.

Klose and Pique fought together at the previous point, but Pique pushed the ball out of the penalty area.

"Quick clearance!" Pique turned around and yelled immediately after landing, but saw Ozil who had entered the penalty area.

The ball landed on the outside, Ozil licked his chest and followed into the penalty area.

"Hit the door!" Klose was knocked to the ground just now, and he was still on the ground, looking over with his eyes wide open.

"Leave the ball!" Just as Ozil was about to hit the goal, Busquets suddenly rushed up from behind and knocked Ozil away from behind.

"Foul!" Yankel raised his hands and stood up in the studio.

After a moment of silence, Cassie blew his whistle and pointed to the penalty spot in the penalty area.

"Pen, penalty! This is a penalty! Ozil made a contribution! The German team won a precious penalty in the 60th minute of the game!"

(End of this chapter)