Godfather of national football

Chapter 139 The New Zealand Tournament ([-])
1:0.

This is the score at the end of the first half. If this score is maintained until the end, then New Zealand will advance.

At home, only one goal was scored in the first half. The New Zealand players were obviously dissatisfied, but considering the opponent's iron barrel formation, it was a good result to be able to lead.

The Tahiti players were emotionally shaken at this time. Obviously, in the face of a backward situation, it is meaningless to stick to it. At this time, Atani stood up. He encouraged his teammates to persevere and must persevere.

"It would be great if Li Guo could come to the locker room," Atani thought.

Ji Ke in the stands thought the same thing, "Head, let's go to the locker room."

"I don't want it anymore, it's a violation of the rules, and it will cause trouble after the game,"

"But the 15 minutes at half-time were important and something had to be said,"

With an idea, Li Guo said to the coach in Tahiti through the headset prepared in advance: "Can you connect the headset to the speaker?"

"But there's no loudspeaker here,"

Li Guo thought for a while, "Okay then, can you be my mouthpiece, what I say, you tell your players exactly."

"OK,"

"OK, is everyone here?"

"Yes,"

"Do you believe in fate?"

The players looked at each other, what?Is Li Guo going to tell our fortune?

"Believe it, don't believe it, bullshit, lie," the players responded differently.

"I'll tell you a story. Before the final between the Chinese team and Argentina in the Olympics, I had a dream. In the dream, we lost the game. In China, people say that the dream is the opposite of reality."

Everyone laughed.

"Then let me tell you another story. Last night I had another dream. In the dream, it was the New Zealand team that won."

This time everyone laughed more happily.

"New Zealand football is not as strong as you think. They also have many problems. Except for the goal lost in the first half, the opponents have nothing to do with you?"

"However, with our strength, we can't go head-to-head with our opponents. In a football match, losing one is the same as losing a hundred," said a player.

Li Guo smiled, "Another way of thinking, what if you score one in the second half? That's an away goal. Even if the final score is 1-1, Tahiti will advance."

As soon as this remark came out, many players' eyes lit up. Yes, if we score one, it will be an away goal. It is completely different.

"Chen Xiu, aren't you Tahiti Messi? This game is the time to prove yourself. Do you still remember the special training I gave you?"

"Remember!"

"That's good, and you guys, like a man, don't lower your head. Even if you lose, you have to walk off the court with your head held high."

"Okay, we promise you, Li Guo!"

*****
At the beginning of the next game, New Zealand adopts one of the smartest styles of play - possession of the ball!
Controlling the ball in one's own half after taking the lead is the most efficient way of playing. Stand by and wait. If the opponent doesn't steal, then I win the ball.

Unsurprisingly, the head coach of Tahiti was anxious, "Li Guo, what should we do, we are doomed if this continues."

"It's okay, it's better this way,"

"Good?" Etaetta thought she had heard it wrong, "How is this good?"

"The physical fitness of the Tahitian players can't last for 90 minutes of high confrontation, so it's good for us to mix up at such a slow pace now, and finally fight again."

"I see!"

"Then when will we have a decisive battle with New Zealand?"

Li Guo's answer almost made Eta Eta fall, "The last 5 minutes."

"The last 5 minutes?"

"right,"

"Well, I have to choose to believe," Eta Eta thought.

******
"Looks like Tahiti has thrown in the towel," said the New Zealand commentator.

"From 0 to 10 to 0 to 1, this should be a huge improvement in Tahiti football. It seems that if we don't improve, we may be tied by Tahiti next time."

The New Zealand player fell in the midfield, slowly feeling like Barcelona, ​​and the short pass was like in the Nou Camp.

Ji Ke in the stands asked: "Boss, you said the last 5 minutes, is it too late?"

"Jike, I want to tell you that you should try your best in what you do, so let me ask you, have we and the Tahitians tried our best in the past few months?"

Ji Ke nodded, "Head, we really have a clear conscience."

Li Guo put his hand on Ji Ke's shoulder, "That's enough. It's up to people to make things happen. Let's hope for the best results."

The ESPN commentator wondered: "Give up so early? The World Cup qualifiers are held every four years. It shouldn't be."

He has commented on too many games, and has watched many World Cup qualifiers. This kind of competition is actually more intense than the World Cup main game. No one feels that they are worse than others in the same continent.

"Perhaps the Tahitians are waiting for the final battle?"

*****
40 minutes into the second half, the Tahiti coach made a series of gestures from the sidelines.

The Tahitian players understood. Atani took a look at Chen Xiu, and then gave a big kick. He didn't have Beckham's footwork, but he had practiced this long pass for two months.

Chen Xiu held down the last line of New Zealand's defense. For the opponent, it was an offside line, and for the striker, it was a lifeline.

The passing and running formed a perfect tacit understanding, so when Chen Xiu rushed out, it looked like he was offside.

The first reaction of the New Zealand defender was not to chase back, but to look at the gestures of the linesman. When they saw that the referee did not raise the flag, they knew that something was wrong.

"Maybe I'm a million miles worse than Messi, but I have to score this goal," Chen Xiu thought in her heart facing goalkeeper Mark Paston.

Mark Paston stretched out his limbs and rushed towards Chen Xiu. Everyone's eyes were on the two of them. The other players were a little far away. This was a PK between the two.

"Shoot, Chen Xiu," Ji Ke in the stands roared impatiently.

From the corner of the eye, Chen Xiu saw that Mark Paston had almost blocked all possible shooting routes, but Chen Xiu couldn't help but hesitate at this time. A good striker must be as cold-blooded as a killer in front of the goal. Chen Xiu touched the ball with his right foot and made the most important shot in his career.

(End of this chapter)