Football: The immortal legend on the green field

Neeskens finally used most of the season to smooth out Link's career. He knew that if he continued like this, he would have no choice but to retire or go to a lower-level league to complete the rest of his sports career.

Now that he thinks about it, it's no big deal to bow to fate if he still wants to maintain this high-paying job.

This trick may be useful against a 31-year-old veteran, but it will not work so well against a rising star like Shen Bin. For a club like Haarlem Athletic, there is no confidence to keep talented players. They can leave at any time and realize their talents on a higher stage.

Now the players of Haarlem Athletic are no longer as timid as they were at the beginning.

After half the game, they even felt they had a chance to win the game.

Of course, all this depends on the performance of their frontcourt players.

"How's the physical energy consumption?" Martins was quite worried about his physical energy.

After all, it is unlikely that someone like Shen Bin could retain his energy after running half the court like he did.

But Shen Bin gave a thumbs up and said, "Don't worry, I will allocate my energy scientifically, and I will not fall down before the final whistle blows."

Hearing this, smiles appeared on everyone's faces again.

"Very good." Martins nodded fiercely, with a fierce look in his eyes. He clenched his fist and shouted, "In the second half, teach them a lesson!"

At the same time, in the locker room on the other side.

The head coach of PSV Eindhoven's youth team is furious.

"The offense is sluggish and the defense is a mess!"

"After Gular's fast break, the left back left a large gap behind him. Why didn't he move forward quickly? He just stayed behind. Were you scared by Gular? What about the forward movement required by the pre-match tactics? What about the overlap?"

"The left wing can't assist forward, the right wing alone can't create space, and the midfield is in chaos."

"Strome, I've told you many times to drop back and receive the ball, and not to always be on the front line. Your role is to distract the opponent's defense and let the wingers move inwards."

He yelled at his center: "Look at how the opposing center Howard plays!"

Strome was daydreaming, and when he came back to his senses, the head coach's face was almost on his nose.

"Bang" Strom fell from his seat to the ground.

"Hahahaha..." His funny appearance caused the other teammates to laugh.

"You're distracted while talking about tactics? You bastard."

Strom rolled and crawled to sit up, and he hurriedly tried to explain: "Coach, I..."

"Do your job well in the second half, and let me see the effect, otherwise you can go back to the reserve team."

Listening to the coach's gritting teeth, Strom was full of trepidation, and could only bite the bullet and nod, "Yes sir, I will definitely play a role."

"In the second half, continue to compress the space for me. Don't forget the overall situation. Go all out. Whether it's offense or defense, you have to maintain your integrity!" The head coach pointed at his head angrily and said, "Think carefully with your stupid brains!"

Clap, clap! The head coach clapped his hands to attract attention.

"Okay, in the second half, Shen Bin may be out of energy. Don't worry, he can't send threatening balls like he did in the first half and take advantage of this opportunity to score a goal."

After that, the head coach ended his halftime speech.

After the adjustments in the midfield, the players of the PSV Eindhoven youth team built up their confidence. After the adjustments, the opponent's key figure Shen Bin's physical strength would inevitably decline after running in the first half, and it would be impossible to replicate the running in the first half.

The second half of the game started with the whistle.

At the beginning of the game, Strome, who was humiliated by the coach in the midfield, became much more active. After the kick-off, he quickly got to the opponent's back line and got stuck there.

With Tiote stuck in the defensive midfielder position, Shen Bin did not run as much as he did in the first half. However, it was not because of physical problems as Eindhoven expected, but because of normal positioning. What happened in the first half was abnormal.

Tioté did not stick to the defensive midfielder position when he came on the court, but shifted to the left. The responsibility of defending Ruben became Sterling's main responsibility, with Tioté as a secondary responsibility. In addition to focusing on the left, Tioté also had to take into account the middle. Shen Bin no longer ran up and down like in the first half, but became a real defensive midfielder.

The one who was truly liberated was Deng Zhuoxiang. He no longer had to focus on defense and put all his energy into offense. He only made symbolic counter-attacks in the frontcourt after losing the ball. He would grab the ball when he had a chance, and leave the opponent to Tiote and Shen Bin in the defensive midfielder position when he didn't.

With just one small change, Hallam Athletic revitalized the entire team and gradually gained the upper hand on the field.

At this time, as the tactical system gradually took shape, Haarlem Athletic's overall formation was also pressing forward, even reaching the vicinity of the midfield line at one point.

Shen Bin felt a little uneasy. It was good to be confident, but being overconfident was not a good thing. Shen Bin had reminded his teammates twice, but it seemed to have little effect.

In the 23rd minute of the second half, Gular dribbled the ball along the wing, and the opponent's defender pressed forward, but Gular touched the ball out of the sideline.

The opponent passed the ball back to the middle, and the players in the frontcourt of Haarlem Athletic began to retreat carelessly. The central defender of PSV Eindhoven Youth Team took over the ball and suddenly made a long pass to the left. Giovanni, the full-back who was scolded by the coach during the half-time break, had already advanced to the center line. Gular had not returned from the frontcourt yet, and the full-back Al Barrow retreated too deep, leaving a large gap on the right side of the midfield, and no one came forward to interfere with him.

Giovanni ran all the way with the ball, Shen Bin hurriedly moved to the right, and when he was about 5 meters away from Giovanni, he had already kicked the ball to the middle. Strome and Tiote jumped up at the same time to compete for the header, but the two collided in space and neither of them could touch the ball. The ball flew to the right and fell in front of Reuben who had already assisted. Sterling hurriedly approached him, Reuben stopped the ball and widened the angle, and with a powerful long shot, the ball flew towards the near corner of the goal along the ground.

Sasa had already moved into position, and it seemed like a non-threatening shot. When Sasa was about to make a save, defender Anthony Polant stretched out his foot for some unknown reason, trying to kick the ball out of the baseline. However, the kick was not solid, and the ball refracted in front of Sasa, changed direction and rolled into the goal from the far corner.

"Damn it!" Shen Bin stood at the edge of the penalty area and spat on the ground.

The cheers of 5 fans in the stadium seemed to be about to shake the stands down.

1:0 Eindhoven Youth Team took the lead.

Off the court, Neeskens covered his face with his hands.

"Stupid as a pig!"

Neeskens stood up, "Kagawa replaces Deng Zhuoxiang, Junior replaces Elman."