Football: The national football team was expelled and rewarded with a long-range goal card

Chapter 86

After scoring the goal, Keith did not save his energy, but ran to the south stand like a 100-meter sprint!

With him were Frankfurt players. This was a premeditated plan!

Arriving at the south stand, Keith hugged forward Runes who scored the first goal.

The two of them and the Frankfurt players beside them all raised their fingers to their mouths and made a "shut up" gesture!

This time, Wolfsburg fans were still very angry, but their counterattack booing was much smaller!

Why did the opponent lead again?

The arrogant Frankfurt players laughed, but they were smart and dispersed before the referee ran to warn them.

This made the referee who wanted to steal the show speechless.

Although the players' group provoked the fans, not everyone would be given a yellow card, but it was okay to warn and teach them a lesson.

Unfortunately, the opponents were all old hands, so there was no shot for him to perform.

Standing in the center circle, the game continued.

The players of Wolfsburg were obviously a little distracted after the opponent scored again, and when they saw that there were less than ten minutes left in the game, they began to relax their mentality and their offensive momentum declined.

As one side gained strength, the other side lost strength!

Frankfurt, who had just scored, was in high spirits!

They kept attacking, compressing the passing space of Wolfsburg.

Soon, the ball possession rate began to fall rapidly to Frankfurt.

In the last ten minutes, after getting started, they actually pressed Wolfsburg in the home court for half the game!

You know, Wolfsburg is now in its heyday. They are ranked first in the Bundesliga with two wins.

Frankfurt, with one draw and one loss, is ranked in the middle and lower position of the standings.

Although nothing can be seen in the two games, some head coaches who are paying attention to the game have seen the problem!

On the neutral stand, a man wearing a baseball cap and a mask said to his partner next to him: "Wolfsburg's players lack a kind of will, they have no spiritual support."

The partner asked puzzledly: "Where is Magath?"

"Magath is not good enough."

The man in the baseball cap shook his head and laughed: "He can't control these players, he can only exert high pressure, the players are not convinced, and they can't be united!"

"Is their captain the goalkeeper?"

"He is even worse, look at what role he plays when the team is behind? And have you heard of him?"

The partner shook his head.

Wolfsburg's captain Benaglio is actually a nobody in the eyes of these two people!

"So, they lack a kind of temperament."

"For example, the iron blood of Liverpool."

"And our Manchester United's tenacity, as long as I stand on the sidelines, the players will not lose the fighting spirit of the game!"

The partner heard the man's self-praise, and did not refute but nodded in agreement.

Because, the man wearing a mask and a baseball cap to watch the game is Manchester United's meritorious coach - Sir Alex Ferguson!

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After about ten minutes of bombardment, the game time has reached 45 minutes.

The fourth official walked to the sidelines and held up a sign.

[Injury time: 1min]

No player was injured in the first half, and there were no yellow cards. The game was very smooth.

So the head coach only gave a symbolic one minute of stoppage time, which was counted as a celebration time compensation after three goals.

But seeing that there was only one minute of stoppage time, An Lan was anxious.

The team is now depressed. If they take a halftime break with such a score, they will probably become eggplants hit by frost in the second half.

Can't wait any longer, he decided to step forward!

After Frankfurt striker Rooney's shot hit the crossbar again and bounced out of bounds.

Taking advantage of the dead ball time, An Lan quickly winked at Grafite.

Griffit understood, and although he didn't know what he could do with only a few seconds left, he still chose to cooperate.

There was no other way, An Lan was now the prince of Wolfsburg!

He asked Benaglio for the ball, and Benaglio threw it to him directly.

Grafite looked at An Lan's position, pretended to take a few steps, and suddenly kicked a long pass.

Almost the moment Grafite kicked, An Lan turned into a green and white lightning and rushed out.

"Use [Seven In and Seven Out]!"

[Use successfully! ]

[Seven In and Seven Out: After using it, the host's dribbling, speed and explosive power will be increased by one level within 30 seconds. (Cooling time: 2 games)]

In an instant, An Lan's three attributes were all increased by one level!

Now he only felt that his legs had endless strength, and he strode towards the landing point of the football in front!

"Stop him!"

Seeing An Lan speeding up, Ruth subconsciously tried to pull his clothes, but Ruth stumbled.

He missed!

The two Frankfurt players who stayed in the backcourt saw this scene, and one of them, a central defender named Fink, immediately rushed over to fight with An Lan.

HeHe had already made up his mind. Even if he couldn't get the ball, he would knock An Lan down.

He used a yellow card to get a chance to lead at halftime!

Worth it!

But Fink's dream was too good!

How could he stop An Lan, who had been in and out seven times, with a regular foul?

You have to know that An Lan's current speed is [∞], and his dribbling is also [∞].

He rushed like a whirlwind and a flash of lightning!

The fans of Wolfsburg were boiling. They roared wantonly and gave all their passion to the hot man sprinting on the court!

After An Lan got the ball first, he paused for a moment and continued to dribble forward.

Behind him were three Frankfurt defenders chasing him!

There were also two Frankfurt defenders and the goalkeeper in front of him waiting for him!

An Lan's pause for a moment startled the three defenders behind him.

He stopped the ball perfectly at high speed and continued to sprint.

Is this the rough footwork written in the newspapers?

You fucking, you call this fucking, fucking rough footwork?

In less than three seconds, An Lan rushed to Fink.

"Come on, come on! Don't struggle, I'm gentle!"

Fink had a firm look in his eyes, and he frightened An Lan.

While judging whether An Lan would break through from the left or the right, his hand was already stretched out.

Realizing that the opponent would rather foul than let him pass, An Lan instantly lowered his center of gravity.

He bent down slightly, and when he was a few meters in front of Fink, his body suddenly swayed left and right!

"Oh my God! Pendulum passing!"

"OMG! This is a miracle! An Lan really likes Ronaldo, he used the alien's signature skill!"

"This speed is too fast, Fink misjudged the direction, and he was knocked down!"

"Fink chose to foul, and he reached out and grabbed the hem of An Lan's jersey before falling to the ground!"

Tear!

Because of the terrifying speed blessing, An Lan's jersey was torn.

His body shook violently, but he did not fall. After stumbling a few steps, he straightened his back again.

The three Frankfurt players behind him also took the opportunity to catch up.

Seeing An Lan, who was just five or six meters ahead, their faces were filled with joy.

After An Lan adjusted his body balance, he continued to sprint forward with the ball. He had no time to care about the people chasing him from behind.

The three people were getting closer and closer to his back, and they showed ferocious smiles!

5 meters! 4 meters! 3 meters!

3 meters!

4 meters!

6 meters?

? ? ?

"Fuck, why are we getting farther and farther away?"

One of the defenders was puzzled, but he didn't know that the three of them had become the background board.

The whole audience was filled with exclamations and screams!

Half of the fans held their heads in disbelief!

Under the wide-angle shooting of the camera, when the three were still five meters away from An Lan, An Lan started.

But even so, the three players sprinting at full speed still couldn't catch up with An Lan!