green mercenary

Chapter 230 Football Is Round

"Alas! What a pity it was an offside!"

"Gretz played the last card in his hand at this time. Brookkin replaced John De Jong. It seems that Gretz wants to strengthen the attack on the left."

Seeing the direction in which Brookkin was running, Mourinho turned off the TV directly.

For Mourinho, there is no need to look any further, he already knows the result when he sees Brookkin's position.If Eindhoven is lucky, they can also win the penalty shootout.If you are unlucky, what kind of triple crown, you may not be able to keep the two crowns.

Sir Alex Ferguson also frowned, "What is Gretz going to do! Why is he so confused in this game? There are two energetic players on the right side of the opponent. Instead of continuing to strengthen your attack on the right, you put the energetic players to the left instead. What's the point?"

Obviously, at this moment, Gretz didn't remember the truth of Tian Ji's horse racing at all.

The coach of Twente also played his last card at this time, replacing a left winger and replacing it with a right central defender.That's right, wherever you attack, I will defend there.

Counterattack goal?Oh, sorry, I don't want to at all!The Twente team members are fighting to the death, and they are going to stick to the end.

Twente's 1-442 became unrecognizable after entering overtime and directly became 1-820.

Facing Twente who was fully defending, Eindhoven at this time was like a tiger facing a shrunken turtle, unable to speak.

Gradually, more than 3 fans shouted hoarsely, but they just couldn't wait for the golden ball that could decide the game.

"Korca goes to the baseline with the ball, is he going to cross?"

"No, Korca dunked the ball and tried to break into the penalty area."

"Oh! It's too difficult! The opponent's penalty area is full of defenders. After Korka failed to break through, he was almost cut off by the opponent."

"The ball is now back to Theo Lucius, who then passes it back to Van Bommel."

"The referee is looking at his watch. It looks like he will blow the whistle at any time to end the game."

"Van Bommel dribbled the ball and broke through. The captain of Eindhoven still maintains a long physical strength. He has already passed a defender and kicked the ball."

"Van Bommel shoots from distance!"

Amidst Huang Musen's shouts, Van Bommel's cold shot from outside the penalty area flew over the heads of the blocking players, hit the crossbar of Twente's goal with a "bang", and flew out of the baseline.

"Beep!" The referee whistled, and the game entered a brutal penalty shootout.

The PSV players frowned, while the Twente players beamed with joy.Everyone knows that the advantage of the Eredivisie giants is gone at this moment, and luck will become the object of competition between the two teams.

Gretz danced on the sidelines, arranging his own tactical plan.At this point in the game, the coaching team of Eindhoven has already started the personnel arrangement for the penalty shootout.

Who will be punished first and who will be punished later is also a game between coaches.

Five minutes later, under the surprised eyes of the fans, Eindhoven's main central defender Kevin Hovland took the ball and walked to the penalty spot, staring calmly ahead.

"Oh! I didn't expect that PSV's first penalty was played by a central defender." Huang Musen didn't expect such a result, and was surprised in the microphone.

"What? Didn't Ruud van Nistelrooy kick it? If Ruud van Nistelrooy didn't kick it, let Van Bommel play it!"

"Yeah, it's better to let the front midfielder play than the central defender. What's the situation?"

"Did Gretz take the money? Why is there another moth?"

In the denunciation of netizens, Kevin Hovland directly swung his right leg and kicked the ball to the other side of Sander. 1 to 0, Eindhoven advanced by one goal.

"Beautiful!" Gratz and Rainier clapped their hands together, and Kevin Hovland, who had the best quality in his heart, kicked the ball first, which was absolutely correct.

"Oh! Twente's striker Van Guer missed this penalty. It seems that the Twente players are also under a lot of pressure!" Following Markard's explanation, the PSV fans fell into jubilation.The score is still 1-0, which is a good sign.

Subsequently, whether Ruud van Nistelrooy or Scott, the hero of the opponent's goal, scored a penalty kick.Van Bommel, who appeared next, also kicked the ball to the other side of the opponent's goalkeeper.

Harlen Bosch, who was replaced in overtime, stood in front of the ball. On the surface, he had some hesitation.

Although he has plenty of energy, he hasn't been active yet because he has played for a short time.Harlenbosch, who hesitated for a moment, was seized by Frejus and threw the ball directly.

In an instant, the Feyenoord Stadium roared loudly, and the atmosphere of the entire stadium was brought to a climax by the fans.

A coffee mug was replaced on the table behind Albers, but he was standing in front of the window, waiting for the moment when the team was crowned and he showed his face.

However, it seems that there is an arrangement somewhere.The moment Fréjus made the throw, PSV seemed to have run out of luck.

The crucial penalty was hit directly on Sander by Brookkin.That's right, the ball didn't look like it was thrown by Sander at all, it was more like it was kicked into his body by Brookkin.

The Twente player seized a chance. The fourth Twente player pushed the ball into the lower right corner of the goal. Fréjus couldn't reach the ball no matter how hard he tried, and the score became 3-2.

Theo Lucius, who played fifth, still failed to withstand the pressure and missed a penalty kick.The magical Twente player tied the score to three to three.

Seeing such a result, the fans were also silent and did not dare to make a sound.The tenacious Twente, with all his efforts, seems to have gathered all the luck on their side.

Many fans in the stands closed their eyes, kept crossing their chests, and prayed silently.Some of the most radical fans did not dare to make a sound at this time, for fear of affecting the performance of the players.

Markard even took the microphone aside, he didn't want the players to be distracted by the noise from the speakers.

The entire Feyenoord Stadium was surprisingly quiet.

Ten seconds later, seeing Kolka walking back to his camp dejectedly, Gretz could no longer hold his trembling hands, and the documents were scattered all over the floor.

It seems that God does not care which side has more people praying, but which side prays devoutly.

Eindhoven's morale avalanche fell to the bottom, and under excellent circumstances, they failed three consecutive penalties.Panic is contagious.

Dennis stood in front of the ball and let out a long breath.This dramatic picture was captured by a British reporter.No one thought that the fate of the Eredivisie giants would be handed over to a Twente defender who had been passed countless times by the Eindhoven striker.

Run up, swing your legs, shoot.

The moment the ball flew to the other side of Fréjus, Dennis took off his jersey and ran towards his teammates.Everyone in Eindhoven looked livid, as if they had seen the end of the world.

Some female fans with low inner endurance covered their faces and shed sad tears.No one thought that this would be the result.

At this moment, all the glory gathered on the tenacious Twente players.Among the laughter of the Twente players, the Eindhoven players sat on the ground dejectedly, forming a stark contrast.

"Unexpectedly, the powerful Eindhoven has become a stumbling block for Twente to reach the top. Let us cheer together and applaud Twente's tenacity!" Markard's commentary put an end to this high-profile Dutch Cup.No sarcasm, no complaints.Football is like this. When you are sure that you can win, maybe the balance of victory has already fallen to the opponent's side.

(End of this chapter)