Football: The immortal legend on the green field

Shen Bin felt disappointed when he saw the dejected looks of several defenders.

As if inspired by the goal, the PSV Eindhoven youth team's offense was truly activated at this time. Ruben once again broke through Sterling's entanglement and made a cross from the side. Players from both sides were competing for the cross, and the confrontation in the penalty area became more intense.

"boom!"

Shen Bin found the landing point accurately, jumped high, and with excellent bounce, he overpowered Strome and completed the header. Ali Han on the sidelines opened his mouth wide. In his opinion, the 192-centimeter Howard was already very tall.

But this guy named Strom must be over 195 cm tall and have a strong body.

But what is more important is that this guy is very good at judging the landing point of the ball, but his ball skills are worse than Shen Bin. Compared with the two, there is a big gap between him and Shen Bin in grasping the timing of jumping. This is the difference in talent. In addition, Shen Bin's left leg is three centimeters longer, and the load on his left leg is usually much higher than that on his right leg. It can be said that he has started weight-bearing exercises since the day he learned to walk. When God closes a door for you, he will open a window for you. The incoordination of Shen Bin's legs greatly affects his running speed, but it improves his jumping ability compared to ordinary people. When he jumps on one leg, the supporting leg pushes the ground more powerfully. This is also the reason why Strome cannot complete the header.

On the sidelines, Neeskens had a solemn look on his face. He didn't want Shen Bin to win this game, but when he was really behind, he started to worry.

Neeskens frowned and shouted to the field: "Defense first!"

The game in the stadium is still going on.

Once the game really got into the rhythm of the PSV youth team, they started playing in a simple and rough style, basically running along the sides and passing the ball, looking for opportunities to score.

However, Haarlem Athletic also has high school defender Anthony Polant. Although his footwork is a bit rough, his height of 193 cm is still an advantage over ordinary players. In addition, Shen Bin completely suppressed Strome and directly dominated the air.

"Come on! Keep going! Bastard!" Anthony verbally attacked Strome. As a veteran who has more than ten years of professional game experience, his game experience is not to be underestimated. He wanted to use words to stimulate Strome, who is ten years younger than him, hoping that the young man would lose his mind.

Anthony is usually very approachable, but on the court, I didn't expect this guy to be so violent.

Another central defender, Frans Lund, is quieter but more sinister.

He uses a lot of movements with his hands and his feet, and he always walks on the edge of fouling and not fouling.

There are endless methods, such as pulling people, spitting, stepping on shoes, hidden elbowing, etc.

Shen Bin truly saw how a veteran with rich experience in the game plays football.

After withstanding PSV Eindhoven's fierce attack, Haarlem stabilized its position and began a limited counterattack.

Shen Bin's position gradually began to move appropriately, from left to right, from back to front, and after getting the ball, he made several large-scale movements, covering a very wide area.

He delivered a steady stream of shells to the frontcourt area.

The only problem is Junior.

The Brazilian started to get lazy again. After running back and forth a few times, he simply stopped running and just walked along the sidelines.

The guy's face was a little pale. It was obviously his first time coming to this city with the largest red-light district in the Netherlands. He couldn't control himself and must have had too much fun yesterday.

In the 81st minute of the second half, Anthony headed the ball to Shen Bin's feet.

Shen Bin dribbled the ball, turned around and moved forward at high speed.

At the same time, Howard and Shinji Kagawa were also following up, with Gular slightly behind on the right.

Shen Bin kept observing the situation on the field, looking for a point to pass the ball, but he couldn't find a good passing route.

"If it was Deng Zhuoxiang, he would have retreated to provide support! What is Junior doing?"

He muttered to himself, but still dribbled forward a few steps. Reuben, who was indomitable, stepped forward to interfere. Shen Bin stopped and turned quickly, easily passed Reuben and came to a position 40 meters away from the goal.

Reuben used his speed to catch up again, and with a sliding tackle, Shen Bin lifted the ball high up and leaped over Reuben's fallen body. Since there was no good point to pass the ball, he decided to do it himself.

It just so happened that the opponent's goalkeeper was standing a little forward, so Shen Bin made a cross step in the air like a triple jump and kicked the ball firmly in the lower middle part with his left foot.

The opponent's goalkeeper was startled and hurriedly tried to retreat, but when he saw the trajectory of the ball, he stopped. According to experience, the ball would fly high over the crossbar and there was no need to waste energy.

He stood in front of the penalty spot and used his eyes to escort the ball out of bounds, but the ball began to fall rapidly when it flew over his head. He stood there with wide eyes in horror, watching the ball hit the bottom of the crossbar and fall into the goal.

"Shh!"

"Haarlem equalized the score, from Shen Bin's super long shot! This is an incredible falling leaf shot. The technique and timing of this long shot are extremely brilliant. This is the super power of the oriental magician!"

"Wow!" The coaching team and substitute players on the sidelines jumped up from the bench and cheered for Shen Bin excitedly.

This is also Shen Bin's 13th goal this season.

"Well done!" Neeskens was also impressed by this magical goal and hugged Shen Bin who ran to the sidelines to celebrate.

At the same time, he also clapped softly to bless Modric's performance.

The PSV Eindhoven youth team coach threw the bottle of mineral water in his hand to the ground. "He reminded us several times that we must keep a close eye on the opponent's No. 6, but he ignored us. These idiots are stupid!"

"Badosa, you must keep a close eye on the opponent's No. 6. If you let him pass a threatening ball again, you will be demoted to the youth team."

"But, sir, I'm the right back?" Badosa looked at the head coach aggrievedly and reminded the coach that he was on the wing, how could he mark someone?

"Idiot, it's you. Can't you see that the Brazilian is the same idiot as you? Can he be a threat to us? There's no need to defend the right wing..."

Neeskens heard it, ran over and roared: "You are the idiot, you are a scumbag, what right do you have to curse my players?"

Seeing that two middle-aged men in their 50s were about to fight, the staff and linesman on the field hurriedly separated the two.

The referee ran over and gave each of them a red card, sending them both off the field.

Neeskens took advantage of the chaos to kick the opposing coach, and was then carried into the player tunnel by the staff.

"How come you have the same stupid idea as Shen Bin? How come Junior is a useless player? Why are there so many stupid people in the world?"