Godfather of national football

Chapter 478 Battle in Australia ([-])
The little volcano in Bo Shuai's heart was already about to erupt, and someone almost ignited it. Although Geng Chong was going for the ball, it didn't matter. Postkoglu pushed Geng Chong down.

After all, Geng Chong was young, and he was a little dazed after falling to the ground, but Li Guo was not so easy to talk when he rushed over.

"Ange, you have the ability to come at me."

"I'm coming at you, what do you dare to do?"

"Oh, really? Then hit me."

The two of them were nose to nose, talking trash to each other, and spraying each other with saliva, but they didn't do anything. The professional coach still has a bottom line.

The players on the side came over to try and persuade Li Guo to get angry, "Get lost, who are you? I'm talking to your coach. What's the matter with you?"

Li Guo meant to beat his son to show his father, pointing at Sang and scolding Huai, Postkoglu said: "What right do you have to scold my players, you are the one who should get out."

"Okay, as long as you apologize to my players."

The players on both sides looked at it, and none of them dared to persuade the fight. These two were like volcanoes.

The fans were booing, and the atmosphere at the scene was a bit off. Seeing that there might be a conflict between the fans of the two sides, Yuichi Nishimura decisively suspended the game, and then he ran over.

"The two of you can shake hands, or you can go out, you choose."

"Hey, he came running to me," Postkoglu yelled.

Nishimura Yuichi did not reason with Postkoglu at this time, because the public is right and the woman is right. If it is reasonable, then there is no need to play the game. What is needed at this time is strength.

"I repeat, shake hands or out, don't challenge my patience, you figure it out."

Facing Nishimura Yuichi's iron face, the two had no choice but to give in. Li Guo and Postkoglu shook hands coldly, and then walked away.

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It is easy to ignite the anger on the court, but it is difficult to calm it down. Since then, both sides have played football with fire.

Soon both sides received a yellow card, Zheng Zhi from China, Longo from Australia, and Yuichi Nishimura became more severe, otherwise he could not control it.

After Li Guo and Bo Shuai sat back, they still didn’t stop. They glanced at each other from time to time, gritted their teeth for a while, and sneered for a while.

When the atmosphere is hot, those excellent players will show up. They tend to have a calmer mind, such as Australia's Kruse.

When he has the ball, he will control it, let the rhythm slow down, and if he does not have the opportunity, he will not pass the ball easily.

"Hey, Australia still has such talents," Zhou Dun thought to himself.

After Zhou Dun arrived at Barcelona, ​​his vision also improved. He could tell at a glance what players were good, and this Kruse in front of him was good, so he had to guard against him.

Soon Zheng Zhi entangled Kruse, the bamboo-like Kruse was still a bit weak in confrontation in front of Zheng Zhi, Cahill would come back to meet Kruse, and when the two cooperated, Zheng Zhi's defense would be weak.

In fact, Australia's biggest advantage is an old ball like Cahill, who has almost matured. Although such a player is not well-known, it is very useful.

Seeing that Australia took the ball more and more times in front of the penalty area of ​​the Chinese team, Postkoglu also calmed down, and there is still a chance. He was so angry just now because the team could not see hope.

Kruse took the ball again, Zheng Zhi came close to him, Kruse had already felt Zheng Zhi's coercion, so he slipped his foot and didn't catch the ball.

The ball leaked to Cahill behind him, Kruse turned and went forward, Cahill gave the ball to Kruse, and Cahill ran behind the goal.

Through passing and running, Australia has formed a chance. Kruse looked at Cahill, and he can pass the ball, but it is very difficult. The ball must be passed to the back point accurately, and the passing line must be out of reach of the defenders and goalkeepers.

Kruse pressed the ball and passed it close to the lawn. Yin Di and Li Heng knew it was not good at a glance. If they tackled the ball, they might touch the ball, but it was probably an own goal, and Wang Dalei was running back.

Kruse's pass is very powerful, otherwise it will be difficult. Such a ball is also difficult for players who grab points to outflank the ball, because the pass is very powerful, and if the footwork is not well mastered, it is easy to fly.

"Press it, you must hold it down," Cahill thought to himself, the footwork of this ball can be supported by the arch of the foot, and you can't use force, otherwise it will definitely fly.

Cahill stretched out his foot cautiously, ready to push the ball when it came, but maybe he was too careful, hesitating for a few tenths of a second at the end, the ball rolled out of the baseline, and Cahill missed it!

"My God, what is he doing? Why doesn't he stretch his legs?" The BBC commentator was puzzled. All the players on the Australian bench stood up. They were about to celebrate, but the ball passed.

Postkoglu looked up at the sky and thought, "It's not fair."

Cahill lay on the lawn, buried his head in the grass, he was regretting, if only he had been more decisive just now, but...

There is nothing wrong with football.

Li Guo also jumped up and applauded Postkoglu, which meant booing. Bo Shuai pointed at Li Guo, be careful.

Kruse was a little disappointed, he went over and patted Cahill, "Get up, are you going to lie down all the time?"

"I didn't mean to, damn it, I'm so stupid."

"I don't blame you, the ball is too fast, it's really not easy to handle."

Kreuzer took the lead, Cahill stood up, Zhou Dun watched from a distance, it seemed that his mind could not always be on offense, he still needed to go back to defend, otherwise Zheng Zhi couldn't take care of him alone, and the same thing just now would happen again.

"Zheng Zhi, Kreutzer will leave it to me," Zhou Dun said.

Zheng Zhi nodded, that would be the best. Although the bamboo pole may look thin and weak, it is really not easy to defend.

Switching to Zhou Dun to defend, Kruse immediately seemed to be covered by an invisible thing. Whether it was passing or passing, it was difficult. Zhou Dun could always guess how the next step would develop. This is called defensive prediction.

"Longo, are you dead!" Postkoglu yelled. He felt that every time the midfielder Kruse got the ball, the left back Longo had to go forward, regardless of whether the ball was passed or not, and Longo usually ran after the ball was passed.

"Let's all run, we have to run one more person than the Chinese team."

Since the scene is not dominant, it can only rely on running more. Boshuai's thinking is correct, but if this continues, the Australian players may not be able to last for 90 minutes.

(End of this chapter)