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"Suke!!!!!!——"

The narrator, Krausiewicz, goes on a continual rant.

He roared until his face turned red, but he still had no intention of stopping.

Although this was a warm-up match, the goal itself was of great significance to him and the Croatian fans.

This is the goal scoring burden taken over by 'Little Suker' after Davor Suker retired.

And Suker scored another goal in such a wonderful way.

This goal completely detonated the stadium.

Suker has stopped celebrating, but the fans in the stands are still cheering.

Looking at the red faces, Suker felt for the first time the love of the entire Croatian fan group for him.

Whether it's based on Davo Suk's inheritance or whether he likes him himself.

Sukdu responded well to these fans.

Su Ke showed his nickname and name to the stands again, which once again caused a burst of fierce cheers before giving up.

The celebration here is over.

But the celebrations in the dugout continued.

From the moment Suker scored, Croatian coach Bilic celebrated as if having a fit.

He shook his head, waved his arms excitedly, and roared toward the court.

The mouth opened as if it was about to swallow a person.

Suk walked past the coaching bench.

"Oh!! Suke!!"

Bilic shouted.

Su Ke lowered his head in silence and quickened his pace.

"Suk!!!!!! -" Bilic roared louder.

Suk grinned and could only turn around and walk to the coach's bench.

"Well done! Great kick! Great!"

Well!

Bilic hugged Suk's head and kissed him, then excitedly turned his arms, as if shaking the starter of a hand-held tractor, and said loudly: "Continue! Continue! I will give you the stage and continue your performance!"

Suk ran away immediately.

The rock coach certainly lives up to his reputation.

His celebration was no less than Gattuso's, and even more disgusting.

Celebrate, just celebrate!

What are you doing, dear?

Suk thought with some disgust.

But he is the coach, and Su Ke can't say anything.

"Come on! High five!"

Srna stretched out his hands towards Suk.

The two high-fived each other vigorously.

"What a great pass!"

Suk rubbed Srna's hair vigorously.

Sirna also patted Suk's shoulder happily.

With the connection between the left and right sides, Croatia took the lead in scoring.

This makes the Croatian players excited.

"Keep on coming! Keep on coming!"

Sirna shouted loudly.

Suker is also looking at Türkiye's lineup.

Something feels wrong.

Now Türkiye does not put so much pressure on them on the back line.

The overall fighting spirit is also not enough. There is still a big gap between this and the Turkey team in the 2008 European Cup.

Of course, this may also be related to the fact that they have not yet entered the state.

Anyway, this game should be relatively easy.

When Su Ke thought this way, Turkey suddenly made a cold arrow.

In the 21st minute, Turkey attacked with the ball on the wing. Tuncay's continuous changes in the frontcourt made Srna overwhelmed. After Tuncay got out of the gap, he shot directly from a long distance.

This long-range shot hit the Croatian goal like a cannonball.

Croatian goalkeeper Pletikosa made a save and blocked the ball, but the ball fell behind the penalty area. After a chaotic battle, Turkish forward Kamzi suddenly extended his foot and poked the ball into the goal.

Su Ke had been waiting for the moment of counterattack in the frontcourt, but when he saw this lost ball, he was slightly regretful.

But, it’s a warm-up match!

The main focus of the two teams is to hone their tactics, and the victory or defeat is not important.

However, for Croatia, who are fighting at home, they still have to strive for more victory.

"Turkish player Tuncay's long shot created chaos in the penalty area, and Turkey used this chaos to score the equalizer."

"Croatian boys should be careful of long-range shots like Türkiye's!"

The Croatian fans at the scene thought it was nothing.

Despite conceding a goal, the situation was still in their hands.

After the game restarts.

Modric began to involve himself again.

It has to be said that after experiencing training in the Premier League, Modric played more seasoned.

And his will to fight is extremely determined.

Manchester United's iron-blooded spirit has been inherited very well, and this guy is swearing everywhere.

"Rakitic, hold the ball firmly first and use your stupid head to think carefully about how to distribute the ball reasonably!"

"Don't be anxious in the backcourt! Don't be so anxious, our midfield is not chaotic, they are not rushing forward, why are you so anxious to distribute the ball?"

"Forwards, don't just focus on the front."

After Modric finished cursing, he turned his head and slammed into Tuncay. Although he was not that strong, he still grabbed the ball through this confrontation and his fighting will like dog skin plaster.

"Bring it to me!"

Looking at the foul-mouthed Modric, Suk was silent.

Is this still the Modric he knows?

Who did this guy learn from at Manchester United?

"Suke!"

Modric stuffed it straight.

The ball was passed directly to the center circle and came to Su Ke's feet.

A midfielder who can't tuck the ball is not considered a good midfielder.

In the future, even center backs will have to be able to press the ball.

After Su Ke caught the ball, he immediately turned around.

Of course, he was held up by Asik.

However, Suk is no longer the same person he once was, and he has sufficient confrontation capabilities.

Stick your butt out and push it back!

In an instant, Suk used his hips to push Arkhan away.

After successfully completing the turn, Su Ke dunked his foot.

Throw the ball directly into the space behind Arkhan.

Mandzukic ran sideways to catch the ball, stopped and turned around.

At this time, Su Ke had already begun to press the defense line into the penalty area.

Mandzukic looked up towards the penalty area, but instead of passing the ball, he distributed the ball along the line of the penalty area.

In this position, Modric just caught up.

Modric raised his right foot and took his signature long shot, using his outer instep to create an arc.

The ball was accurately shot into the blind spot on the left side of the goal.

Türkiye tied the score in less than three minutes.

Croatia opened the score again.

"Goal!!!!!!!——"

"Modric!!"

"The Croatian lads' wonderful movement and coordination in the frontcourt reminded me of the tactical coordination they had at Dinamo Salegb, and now they have replicated this on the national team stage. Goal!"

"Just three minutes after Türkiye equalized, the Croatian boys expanded the score again."

"Congratulations to these lads, they did a fantastic job!"

The Maximir Stadium erupted in cheers again.

Croatian fans were delighted.

Even though it was just a warm-up match, they were still very excited.

Not just the goal, but also their excellent running and tacit cooperation.

The whole process is silky and natural, with no frustration at all.

Even though they were separated for a year, these little guys still have such a tacit understanding.

"How do you use this long shot!"

Suk ran over with a smile and imitated Modric, but he couldn't find the key.

Modric also smiled: "Strength is not the key, the problem is the angle of play."

This guy is now back to his former self, without the snarling attitude just now.

The cheers at Maximir Stadium became even more intense.

And the competition is gradually heating up.

After falling behind, Türkiye continued to counterattack, trying to regain the score.

They continued to look for opportunities in the Croatian half through Tuncaj's breakthrough on the wing.

And every time after an offensive effect, the player named Tuncay would look at Suker.

"Is this guy sick?"

Suk couldn't help but frown.

He doesn't even know who this guy is, why is he always provoking him? It's not an official game.

After several provocations, Su Ke couldn't help it anymore.

You bitch!

It would be uncomfortable if you didn’t get beaten, right?

Su Ke took the initiative to retreat.

"pass it to me!"

Rakitic immediately passed the ball.

After Suker received the ball, he started dribbling along the rib area.

"Suker began to take the initiative to catch the ball and dribble. He looked for opportunities in the rib area. This was also the first time in this game that Suker took the initiative to retreat to claim the ball and dribble!"

When Suk dribbled to the penalty area line, he found that these guys were not pressing him hard.

Or do they think this is not within their shooting range?

Su Ke suddenly moved the ball laterally, widened the shooting angle, and suddenly drew the ball with his right foot.

boom!

This was a low kick, and the ball flew close to the ground.

The Turkish goalkeeper fought hard and blocked the ball with his arm.

"Be careful!"

The ball was directly destroyed by the Turkish full-back.

Vukojevic fought for the top to Modric in the half, and Modric passed to Srna.

Srna raised his head and passed the ball from a 45-angle angle again.

The ball flew in an arc towards the left penalty area where Suker was.

Suk retreated slightly.

The opponent's center back did not pounce forward, and the goalkeeper stood close to the near post.

Su Ke's chest puffed up slightly, he pushed the ball up slightly, quickly adjusted his feet, faced the falling ball, and volleyed directly!

This volley drew the ball in an arc and fell towards the dead center in the far corner of the goal.

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