Legendary Road

After Dotme's goal, the game fell into a stalemate. The two teams attacked each other but failed to create absolute opportunities.

Between you and me, the time of the game is passing by. Summer also changed two players in the 57th and 64th minutes respectively, and played all three cards in his hand.

Yan Jing saw that the players replaced by Stuttgart include experienced veterans and young and impactful rookies. It seems that Summer is not only satisfied with a draw.

After the Stuttgart substitution, the offense improved significantly. Yan Jing decisively dispatched the Danish veteran Niklas Janssen to replace Klinger to strengthen the control of the midfield.

Yan Jing now has only one substitution left in his hand, he turned his head from the sidelines and glanced at the bench.

Among these players, there is no one who can change the situation on the field by himself, no matter who is replaced...

What Yan Jing was thinking in his heart was suddenly interrupted by a pair of resolute blue eyes.

Lars Rickon was staring at him intently.

What Yan Jing read from Rickon's eyes was his desire for competition and victory.

Lars Ricken, Lars Ricken... Yan Jing silently called Ricken's name again and again in his heart, and Ricken in his memory would always stay in the dream season of Dortmund in 1997.

At that time, Ricken was still the most promising new star in Germany. Not only did he destroy the city in the league, but in the semi-finals of the Champions League, Ricken's two goals at home and away knocked out Manchester United, which still had the "devil king" Cantona at the time. .

Of course, fans will always talk about him in the final against Juventus. Rickon, who came off the bench in the 70th minute, sealed the victory for Dortmund with a volley shot 50 meters away from the opposing fans. Won the only St. Blair Cup in the history of the club so far.

For a time, Ricken’s popularity in the German football world was unparalleled, and the German media praised him beyond words. Everyone placed unlimited hopes on him. After all, apart from Ricken, in the German football at that time There are no more decent new stars in the altar.

But after that, Rickon's competitive state began to decline sharply, and frequent injuries dragged down his progress. Since then, Rickon's state has also been ups and downs, which is far from what the media expected.

Yan Jing glanced at the time, the game had already progressed to the 69th minute, and the score on the court remained unchanged.

His heart suddenly began to beat rapidly, and subconsciously he told himself that Rickon should be played, but another voice in his brain told him that Rickon was no better than Rosicky, and replacing Rickon might be counterproductive.

"Counting stoppage time, there are more than 20 minutes left in the game. Stuttgart's defense is getting more stable, and there are not many opportunities we can find."

Dicker's commentary reminded Yan Jing that time was running out. Yan Jing turned around and met Rickon's eyes again. In Rickon's blue eyes, he seemed to see the high-spirited and sunny boy 8 years ago.

"...Lars. Now that you are playing, you don't need to warm up alone, do you?"

Yan Jing's voice made Rickon startled for a moment, and then he looked up at Yan Jing who was approaching the bench. The words spoken by the other party's lips moved so that he felt unreal, so that when he subconsciously nodded and answered "Of course" The brain is still blank.

So at the 70th minute of the game, the fourth official played a sign on the sidelines for a substitution—Dortmund requested a substitution, and No. 18 Lars Ricken replaced No. 10 Thomas Rosicky.

incredible.

After seeing the substitution prompt, not only the fans present and Summer were surprised, but even Ricken himself, who had hugged Rosicky who had trot off the field, was somewhat incomprehensible to Yan Jing’s move—what Yan Jing could do There were many options, but none of them included replacing Rosicky with him.

"Uh... Rickon replaced Rosicky. This is a matchup substitution at the midfielder position."

Dicker's commentary paused. Rickon had a good performance at the beginning of this season, but later he missed two full months of the game due to injury. Under the pressure of Rosicky, he can only come off the bench in a few garbage time, and it will be done after running for a few minutes.

But now is the critical moment of the game. He replaced Rosicky, who has scored twice in this game and has been in excellent form recently, with Rickon, who is not guaranteed at all?Is this an attempt to abolish martial arts?

Yan Jing, who made this decision, noticed Summer's gaze on him, but now he has all his energy concentrated on the court and has no time to pay attention to it.

An attack from Stuttgart was blocked in the frontcourt. The two teams accidentally knocked the ball out of the sideline when they were fighting for control of the ball. got the ball.

The Stuttgart players seem to be quite critical of the referee's penalty, but at this time Kyle quickly throws the ball towards Ricken near the center circle.

Ricken looked up before receiving the ball and saw that Stuttgart's backcourt was empty because the overall situation was overwhelming, and their goalkeeper Hildebrand was very forward, and the game was just past the 71st minute...

At this moment, he was in a trance, hearing the loud cheers of the fans, the players from Stuttgart running towards him quickly, and the black and white elves flying towards him in the low air.

Everything seems to overlap with that day 8 years ago, which makes Ricken feel that he should be in the Munich Olympic Stadium in 1997, not the Westfalenstadion in 2005.

So Rickon followed his physical instincts, started his run-up, and aimed at the ball without stopping, which was a ground-breaking shot.

Rickon's shot was coherent and one-stop, and Stuttgart's rushing players couldn't stop him before he kicked.

Is he looking for Jan Kohler with a long pass?

This was the first reaction of the Stuttgart players, but when they turned their heads, they found that the ball flew straight to their own gate.

Hildebrand, who realized that something was wrong, was frantically chasing after him, but it seemed that it was too late.

Go in, let me go in!

Obviously, what Yan Jing prayed on the sidelines was completely opposite to what Hildebrand thought in his heart. At this moment, all the fans present held their breath, and the stadium suddenly fell silent.

The ball crossed half of the Westfalenstadion, left a graceful arc in the sea of ​​yellow and black people, and fell towards the gate of Stuttgart.

Hildebrand strode towards the goal. Seeing that the ball was getting closer and closer to himself and the goal, he jumped on the spot and stretched his arms with all his strength to reach the rapidly falling ball.

With a gap of a few millimeters, Hildebrand failed to change the trajectory of the ball falling towards the goal, and he could only watch the ball fall into the net in despair.

At this moment, there were cheers in the Westfalenstadion, but they were not loud, not even as loud as the usual cheers for the players.

A large part of the fans in the stadium witnessed Rickon's shocking shot in the Champions League final. Even when Rickon's development was not satisfactory, they loved Rickon who was born in Dortmund's youth training camp. It is difficult for other players to match.

The moment the goal was scored, the fans were so surprised by Rickon's shot that they forgot to cheer.

Just like eight years ago at the Munich Olympic Stadium, Lars Ricken came off the bench in the 70th minute, touched the ball for the first time, volleyed it, and the ball fell into the net.

Incredible.Incredible.

Dicker shook his head while watching the replay of the video, and murmured in a low voice: "My God, the incredible Lars Rickon is back..."

Rickon stood there dumbfounded. He still couldn't believe that his goal was scored so easily. It was not until his teammates enthusiastically threw him to the ground that he was in a daze. The dream I had at night.

Immediately afterwards, the Dortmund fans in the stands uttered earth-shattering shouts. Because of Ricken's goal exactly the same as at that time, they released the emotions that had been suppressed for eight years, and the result of the release was a violent hurricane that flattened the stadium. From then on, all the other voices in the stadium could not be heard, only the cheers of the fans swept the audience like a tsunami.

Yan Jing on the sidelines was already so happy that he couldn't control himself. He high-fived with the players on the bench and the team doctors, and then went against his usual calm and quiet manner on the field, and picked up a player at random. It was just chirping and quacking to express his excitement.

"Hey! Did you see it! Lars did it, it's exactly the same as it was eight years ago!"

In fact, Yan Jing couldn't even hear what he said clearly, but it doesn't matter, the important thing is that they are leading now!

Letting go of the innocent Rosicky, Yan Jing looked at the time on the big screen, which instantly calmed him down from his extreme excitement—it was only the 71st minute, and the game was not over yet.

"Lars!" Yan Jing waved to Riken who was not far away from him.

"Sebastian, get off me! The boss is calling me!"

Seeing this scene, Rickon immediately pushed away a group of bastards who were trying to stack Arhats on him, and ran to the coach command area on the sidelines.

"Boss!"

It can be seen from Rickon's face that his excitement has not dissipated at all. The cheers in the stadium lasted for a long time, and Yan Jing had no choice but to whisper in Rickon's ear.

"Listen, Lars! The game is not over, now is not a good time to celebrate! We are going to score three points, so it is very necessary to defend the next 20 minutes, wait until you withdraw to the center back position, and work with Kyle to strengthen the interception range of the midfielder...By the way, tell those little bastards, we will have a day off if we win this game!"

Rickon suddenly came to his senses. Now that they haven't won the game, why are they so happy? It's like winning the Champions League.

"Understood, boss!"

Ricken left in response and relayed Yan Jing's words to other players. With the encouragement of a day off, the Dortmund players, who were already in high spirits, ran even harder on the field.

Compared with the Stuttgart players whose physical strength is becoming more and more obvious, they are as energetic as a group of undead fighters, defusing the opponent's offensive time and time again, and even creating several good scoring opportunities.

"Snapped!"

Dede made another brilliant tackle on Cacau, sending the ball over the touchline.

The referee began to look at his watch, and it was about to be the third minute of stoppage time.

With ten seconds left, a cross from Stuttgart was destroyed by Schmelzer, and the referee gave them a corner kick. This was their last chance.

The fans present began to spontaneously count down.

"Ten, nine, eight, seven..."

Sordo took a corner kick and the ball flew towards the near corner of the goal.

"...six, five, four..."

Team captain Schmelzer jumped high, forcing Kuranyi to push the ball out of the penalty area.

"Three, two, one..."

At this time, the referee blew the whistle for the end of the game, and Westfalen immediately fell into jubilation.

With Rickon's shocking long-range shot, Dortmund defeated Stuttgart 3:2!

Long live Lars Ricken!Long live Dortmund!