On the coaching table in Frankfurt, a guy rushed out of the coaching table and then took the initiative to hug Shuster. Shuster was almost shocked.

Turning his head and looking, it turned out to be intern Klopp.

This guy was so excited, even more excited than him, and hugged him from behind. Those who didn't know thought it was two lovers who couldn't help it...

Apparently his proposed tactic was half successful, and the continuous attack gave Frankfurt a chance to get a corner kick, and then allowed Klose to complete a fatal blow.

“It’s successful,”

“We succeeded,”

"We're going to keep kicking like this."

Klopp was a little overwhelmed, completely forgetting that he was just a small intern, and Shuster was the boss of this team.

"Ahem,"

"Jurgen, you're so excited that you should go back to your seat."

The live broadcast footage also captured this scene, and Bretner also looked puzzled, "Who is the guy holding Shuster?"

"Is it Shuster's new boyfriend?"

"He looks even more excited than Schuster, and hasn't seen this guy before."

...

...

"Haha, let them bite the dog, draw, and continue to keep the draw. So we can play the Champions League." Dortmund fans simply put the two TVs together, watching Dortmund's game on the left and Frankfurt's game on the right. Another draw made them ecstatic and happy. As long as it was a draw, it means Dortmund could rank fourth in the league!

"God, you must draw until the end!"

"Don't score again, this score is just right."

...

Under the gaze of the generals, Rehager made a substitution adjustment and replaced Johannes Riddle with mediocre Rachenho. Finally, he began to make adjustments, called Sforza to the sidelines, and explained a few words. After Sforza returned to the court, he ran to Barack and whispered a few words.

But Frankfurt still held its troops.

Is it going to attack? Zheng Zhi stared at Barack and observed these subtle changes.

"Guys! Keep cheering up, the battle has just begun!"

"Absolutely, they can't be allowed to go beyond half a step, they can't be allowed to score a goal!"

"You must never lose your position and stick to the end!"

He promptly reminded his teammates that this time was the most morale in Frankfurt and he must not be suppressed by Kaiserslautern.

Riddle, who had just come up, and Rib on the right, both accelerated at the same time, and the forward speed was quite fast. Soon they got a crossing opportunity on the left. However, Riddle's crossing level was a bit bad, so he passed the ball directly to Li Weifeng. Seeing that Zheng Zhi was staying with Barack, Li Weifeng chose to pass the ball to Li Yin. Li Yin was not the organizer, so he would not let the ball stay at his feet, and immediately swept to Shure. Shure passed Schneider again, and Schneider sent a long pass over the top and directly looked for Saru.

Although he didn't master the footwork well, the ball still fell near Saru and Koch. The strong Saru had no problem in fighting Koch alone. He was blocked by the experienced Koch. Saru could only protect the ball. Grosso came up to meet him quickly. Saru kicked the ball steadily to him, but Rib, who was chasing back, did not give Grosso a chance to adjust, directly pulled him down and got a yellow card.

It seems they don't want to be tortured by defense anymore.

After the ball was re-opened, Kaiserslautern had already set up defense, and Frankfurt's offense ended in vain. The midfield confrontation between the two sides became motivated again, and the fouls were frequent, but it was not as smooth as before. The high-intensity confrontation lasted for fifteen minutes made the game look very fragmented.

Especially the confrontation between Barack and Zheng Zhi is like the brightest scenery on the court.

In the 71st minute, 74th minute and 75th minute, Barack and Zheng Zhi fought in a row near the center line. Zheng Zhi fell one after another. The physical confrontation was really not Barack's opponent. It would be fine if Barack didn't let Barack be close to his body. As long as Barack used his body, he would definitely suffer a loss. However, although Barack won the confrontation, he took a foul.

Barack was a little anxious.

"Zheng!"

"Are you sure you're not really doing anything bad?"

"God, you'll fall down like this?"

"Ah, you're so disgusting."

He began to complain to Zheng Zhi, thinking that Zheng Zhi had bad intentions. He thought that ordinary physical confrontation could not make Zheng Zhi fall down, but Zheng Zhi fell down every time.

"Please, you did have a foul."

"I don't want to fall."

Zheng Zhicong climbed up from the turf, shrugged, and explained to Barack that he really didn't fall down on purpose...

Soon, Zheng Zhi also rejoined his character. When Barack got the ball and attacked, he also fouled Barack, but when he fouled, he had to use more strength, otherwise he would not be able to hold Barack. In just one time, he would get a yellow card.

"you!"

Barack stood up and shook his head helplessly.

"You're too much!"

Barack, who was chattering, became increasingly unstable. He felt that Zheng Zhi was too cunning. He was originally the sincere and honest Zheng Zhi he knew.

"What?"

"I'm a foul, no problem, I got the yellow card too."

Zheng Zhi also looked helpless. It’s not like fouls or being fouled. There is something wrong with Barack’s mentality. However, isn’t this what Zheng Zhi wants? It makes Barack fall into an anxious mood.

The fans in the stands looked anxious.

"It's still not a goal."

"Are they just going to play a draw?"

"Did they really forget that only victory can be done?"

Time dragged on again and again, and finally entered 80 minutes, leaving little time for the two teams. Rehger, who had been very calm, finally became uneasy. He began to pace back and forth, looking at his disciples anxiously. Shuster's reaction was no different, and he kept pointing at the court.

But the game scene is quite chaotic now. As physical fitness decreases, many tactics may not be able to be played out, and I have no energy to do it.

At this time, Dortmund finally changed the score to 2:0, and the victory was sure to be won. Almost all Dortmund fans have transferred the TV channel to the match between Frankfurt and Kaiserslautern, hoping that the game would end with a score of 2:2.

In the 89th minute, Zheng Zhi once again brought down Barack who was trying to drive the ball in the middle of the penalty area. Barack was hooked by Zheng Zhi's foot and staggered forward for more than three meters in a row!

There is no doubt that Zheng Zhi’s foul is actually serious!

"This ball needs to be given cards. Zheng Zhi's move is a bit big and too obvious."

However, the referee's penalty was quite surprising. He did not play cards for Zheng Zhi, but only verbally warned Zheng Zhi. The game was so played, and it was probably not easy for the referee to give cards.

However, it seems that the players of Kaiserslautern did not realize this. If it were normal, they would probably have to yell with the referee for a minute. The violated Barack just immediately carried the ball to the foul spot. He wanted to take the penalty kick as soon as possible. This position is quite good. The middle of the penalty area is about 25 meters away from the goal, which is within his range, and the range is a bit short...

"This set ball is dangerous,"

“Barak’s free kick is very good,”

"The human walls must be arranged, and no space is given."

Barack's running distance was a bit far, and he would definitely shoot directly depending on the situation. When the whistle sounded, Barack rushed towards the ball and swung his right foot hard on the ball.

Bang

The ball he kicked hit Shure directly on his forehead and then bounced to the right.

While Shuer fell backwards, the ball had already fallen to Li Weifeng's feet! When Li Weifeng took the ball, he looked at the left and right sides, but found that there was no teammate who could pass the ball!

But the next second, Saru's figure quickly moved up from the left.

"plum!"

Saru shouted rare.

Li Weifeng immediately kicked the ball out. At this time, Saru still looked so strong in physical fitness.

He rushed forward with a ball. Lib came from the flank, but he forced a trip and directly opened the distance, like a tiger going down the mountain.

"Back him down!"

Rehager rarely roared out on the sidelines. Saru's speed was too fast. He had already crossed the center line in a flash, and then continued to cut inward toward the middle of Kaiserslautern's penalty area.

At this time, Klose, who had no speed, finally rushed up from the backcourt, but it was still impossible to catch up with Saru.

Saru could only fight alone. He walked across his right foot and tried to touch Schrongberg, but Schrongberg calmly stretched out his legs and pulled him down.

Beep,

The whistle rang, Schrongberg received a yellow card, and also gave Frankfurt a chance to set the ball in the frontcourt.

"What a pity!"

"Saru didn't rush over."

“But there is still a chance to set the ball.”

“The sign raised by the fourth official shows 2 minutes of stoppage time.”

"This may be Frankfurt's last offensive opportunity!"

"Zheng Zhi, the captain of Frankfurt's field, Zheng Zhi stood in front of the ball."
Chapter completed!