Godfather of national football

Chapter 465 Fighting the United Arab Emirates ([-])

Omar fell to the ground, a layer of green grass was rubbed on his white jersey. This was the third time he fell to the ground in 5 minutes.

Ali couldn't sit still on the sidelines. He shouted at the referee: "Is this still a football move? Look at my players."

Li Guo heard it, and made a gesture to shut up, and Ali immediately stepped forward, "Your player kicked out the Korean, aren't you satisfied, and you want to kick out my player?"

"shut your mouth."

"You bastard."

The fourth official came and separated the two.

The referee on the field didn't say anything. It's not that the Chinese team is too rough, but that Omar is too thin. In fact, this is also the reason why it is difficult for him to go to Arsenal. It is estimated that he is too tall to go to the Premier League.

The players of the Chinese team deal with Omar by being close to each other, leaning on them, not tackling the ball, and making more use of physical confrontation.

After Omar was restricted, the UAE's offense was 5% off, but today the Chinese team's midfielder lost something.

That feeling is domineering.

Everyone understands that this is because of the lack of Fonso, an engineer-type midfielder like Fonso, when he is there, you don't think he is great, but once he is gone, you will miss him very much.

This is like Makelele of Real Madrid back then. When he was there, no one ever regarded him as a star, but after he left, the team immediately realized his importance.

The Chinese team without Fang Suo is not much better than their opponents in midfield.

"Pass the ball, run it, the Chinese are like that," Alli shouted from the sidelines.

Omar also learned to be smart after being on all fours a few times. Instead of taking the ball, he sent the ball with one foot, so as not to give the Chinese team a chance to violate himself.

The UAE's two strikers - Harir and Mahbhuth - ran more, thus sharing Omar's pressure.

Gradually, the situation turned a little bit towards the UAE, and Li Guo remembered what Sun Jihai had warned him about.

The West Asian team has won so many Asian Cup championships. They are definitely capable. Li Guo feels that the UAE has made great progress compared to a few years ago. Now they can control the ball.

Without the ball, the Chinese players couldn't do anything about Omar, and ran to the penalty area with his unkempt head. This is a dangerous signal.

Khalil passes the ball to Omar, and then Mabuhut and Khalil are both running, which is what Omar does best - delivering deadly through balls.

But suddenly, Omar glanced out of the corner of his eye, and he saw Wang Dalei's position, which seemed to be a problem.

Wang Dalei moved a few steps ahead of time in order to attack and steal the ball, so that he seemed to be far away from the goal. It was this little change. Omar suddenly changed his plan and raised his ankle.

"Is it a pick pass again? That's a failure, after all..." Duan Xuan couldn't continue speaking just halfway through, because he realized that he was wrong, Omar was not a pick pass, but a pick shot.

"Da Lei, go back."

But Omar's lob shot flew into the goal behind Wang Dalei like a precise guidance, and the audience burst into huge applause, even the Chinese fans also gave helpless applause.

This ball is as wonderful as a flying fairy from the sky. This is not a skill, but a talent. When seeing this ball, the checkbooks of countless European coaches are already ready to move.

Fluffy was also very excited. He first ran to Li Guo and yelled at Li Guo, "Did you see, did you see? Now you know I'm not David Lewis."

Li Guo smiled and gave a thumbs up, there was no need to conflict with the other party at the moment, but Ji Ke quit, and ran over and shook his finger at Omar.

The teammates on both sides tried to persuade them that nothing unpleasant happened, which is actually understandable. After all, Omar has been overwhelmed with complacency. It is estimated that Omar has been holding back for a long time.

*****
Postkoglu stood up and sat down after applauding. The assistant beside him said, "Boss, the Chinese team is nothing more than that."

"Hahaha, you are very simple, do you think this is the real Chinese team?"

"Otherwise? Now it's the semifinals."

"I think the Chinese team may have used 60% of their form. This guy Li Guo is very weird. I read a news that when he was still in the Bundesliga, in order to beat Bayern, he let his players fake injuries."

"Boss, do you mean that Li Guo called us on purpose?"

Postkoglu nodded.

"impossible."

Postkoglu chuckled, "If my prediction is correct, the Chinese team will soon overtake the score, just watch."

Omar scored in 25 minutes, and 5 minutes later, the Chinese team scored. Lin Zhijian sent a precise cross from the right, and Ji Ke beat the opponent's central defender in the penalty area and smashed the ball into the goal.

Postkoglu's assistant was stunned and couldn't close his mouth. "How is it possible? Boss, can you tell fortunes?"

"Of course not. I have been studying Li for a long time. I can even say that I like this guy. His wisdom is deeper than you can imagine. Don't underestimate him. I think we Australians underestimate him too much, and we will suffer."

*****
Falling behind again, Mahdi Ali slumped back into his seat like a deflated ball.

"This ball can't be kicked, the Chinese team doesn't follow the routine at all."

After scoring another goal, Zhou Dun of the Chinese team advanced to the position of the midfielder, and the UAE was completely pushed back.

At this moment, only the United Arab Emirates knew that the Chinese team was playing with you in the 20 minutes just now. Omar was very upset. He was so arrogant, but Ji Ke did not retaliate after scoring a goal. What does this mean?
It shows that Ji Ke still doesn't like him at all, which makes the young Omar feel very upset. He feels that his teammates are not up to date, and he can't support himself. If everyone works as hard as he does, it will not be much worse than the Chinese team.

At the end of halftime, the score was 2 to 1. When the players walked off the field, the live broadcaster cut the camera to two people, one was Li Guo, and the other was Postkoglu in the stands.

It seems that the Australians have already passed the UAE and are looking forward to the final directly. This made Mahdi Ali even more embarrassed. He lowered his head and walked into the player tunnel with a blank expression.

Chen An looked at Postkoglu on the stage, and said with a smile, "It's been so early for inspection."

Li Guo also chuckled: "The early bird gets the worm, after all, this guy is not a good stubble."

"Li Guo, sometimes I think he looks like you, he is arrogant and arrogant."

"Will it? I respect others very much. For example, I hired someone as talented as you."

"Hahaha, you proved my words."

"Jihai, Shen Rui, Pu Shuang, and Chen Deng don't need to go back to the locker room. Let them stay on the court to warm up. I need to make substitutions in the second half."

Sun Jihai nodded, turned around and returned to the court.

(End of this chapter)