Chapter 449 Be careful, the next time may be the knee
Zheng Zhi was banned and could not escape. At this time, Huang Jianxiang and Zhang Lu were discussing it in the ccbv5 channel.
"Zheng Zhi was not selected for the new national team. Everyone said that he was banned. I think the problem is not that serious. He will always come back."
Huang Jianxiang was bold and actually helped Zheng Zhi speak.
"Actually, Zheng Zhi is the victim in this matter. The German media said that someone designed a trap to mess with Barack."
"Zheng Zhi thought it was a normal relationship, but who knew he had a mistake..."
"hey-hey,"
"hey-hey,"
Zhang Lu didn't say anything, I can't talk about this topic? Talk about prostitution in front of tens of millions of Chinese fans? It's too much. When we see Xiang, let's change the topic? The live broadcast will end later. Wouldn't it be better for us to go to the bar to drink and chat while chatting?
He immediately changed the subject.
"The players on both sides have appeared. Today, Leverkusen sent a new player to the field, Grasco, a Slovakian."
“I feel a little dangerous,”
"After all, this player has entered the starting lineup for the first time, and Leverkusen's defensive system may become unbalanced."
"I also feel that it's very dangerous for a young man on the wing. The main thing that faces him is Asamoa. This young player has a hurricane-like speed and a steely body. He started every three games in the first three games, contributing a goal and an assist. The data is quite beautiful, and the same young Grasco may not be able to withstand it."
"Yes, Asamoa's speed is a threat."
Huang Jianxiang and Zhang Lu have prepared enough homework, and the players on both sides are very familiar with each other.
Sure enough, as soon as the game started, Schalke 04 took the lead in attacking the right side. Stevens' tactic was to tear Leverkusen's defense from the right side, and to use Asamoa to bully Grasco. Belgian midfielder Wilmotz made a straight pass and simply found Asamoa. Asamoa started, Grasco was eaten for more than two meters and could not be stopped at all!
With a shout, Asamoa rushed up from the right like a flash of lightning, and immediately passed the ball to Leverkusen's penalty area. Fortunately, Lamelo pushed the ball out before the Danes Sander.
The ball headed in Barack's direction, but Barack's reaction was not fast enough and the ball was cut off by Schalke 04's midfielder Thorne.
"Michael!"
Waller stared at him on the sidelines. Barack was not focused enough, and he could lose such a ball.
But what made him even more unhappy was that Grasco's performance just now was really bad, with the opposite fighting spirit and performance. He just now believed that Grasco could withstand Asamoa, but he lost the first encounter.
"Zheng,"
“Support the left road!”
Only Zheng Zhi can help Grasco. I hope Ze Roberto in front of me is also a guy with an imbalance in offense and defense. Zheng Zhi must increase his running range.
It was Leverkusen's turn to attack. Zheng Zhi got the ball and glanced at the front. He felt that everyone's running was not very active, and the position was not very good, so he couldn't be excited. He could only pass the ball to Kovac on the right.
Kovac directly passed by a forty-five-degree angle to look for Kirsten, but Kirsten was so pressed that he didn't touch the ball at all.
Schalke 04's attack came again, Wilmore returned to the backcourt to get the ball, and then another kick!
Da ~
The grass in Bayer Arena was so well-trimmed. The ball didn't jump anyway. It rolled in front of Asamoa accurately, and took a right foot to ignore Grasco again. Although Grasco was standing in front of him, Asamoa quickly changed direction and threw him behind him. Grasco once again became the background emperor.
Asamoa was about to laugh, but found Zheng Zhi's figure emerging, and rushed to the ball ahead of him. He gently knocked the ball on his right heel and handed the ball to Lamelo, who passed Barak again.
Grasco was about to give Zheng Zhi a thankful look, but Zheng Zhi had already run up.
Barack took the ball on his back and turned around forcibly, but the whistle sounded.
Barack dribbled the ball and fouled his raised arm to Thorne's face.
"Barak is in no state,"
"There is no need for such a foul."
“There were problems with both catches.”
"He is not suitable for starting."
"I feel like many people are not in the state today?"
Wilmotz sent the ball into Leverkusen's penalty area again. This time Lamelo failed to stare at Sander. The Danes' head hit the ball, which was slightly higher than the lintel. Schalke 04 completed the first shot.
Then Zheng Zhi tried to launch a fast attack again in the backcourt, but his teammates' running was still too bad. The fast attack was not played, and when Ze Roberto got the ball on the wing, he was squeezed to the billboard. The confrontation was a loss, and he had not committed a foul!
He directly hit Grasco behind him with the top ball. This time Zheng Zhi couldn't help anymore and could only retreat to the middle. Grasco could only look at Asamoa's rear lights again.
Asamoa made a point with his head and directly hit the ball into Leverkusen's penalty area. Leverkusen's right was completely lost, and Lamelo had to make up. Asamoa took a big step forward again and made Lamelo in seconds. With speed, it was awesome!
Lamelo was useless, but Asamoa also dribbled the ball to the near bottom line, and it was impossible to shoot, so he would definitely choose to pass the ball.
Zheng Zhi quickly followed Wilmots back to the penalty area, staring at Wilmots while scanning the penalty area.
Someone was missing!
Damn Barak and Beinrich were unable to follow the crowd. They leaked two of them.
Sure enough, Asamoa is going to pass the ball.
Grass, fight!
In the flash, Zheng Zhi gritted his teeth and gave up the sight of Wilmotz, but rushed near the penalty spot.
The ball came from this direction. Asamoa wanted to pass the ball to Thorne, but Zheng Zhi predicted it in advance. Of course, it was not really predicted, but the bet was right. Anyway, the space was very obvious, and he didn't think Asamoa would pass the ball to Wilmotz, who was originally beside him.
Wilmotz immediately rushed behind Zheng Zhi, but Zheng Zhi directly pushed the ball out of his right foot and quickly drove the ball to the penalty area line. Then he cut his left foot and rolled in front of Ze Roberto. He rushed up from the right side, preparing to fight with Ze Roberto to fight against the wall.
But Ze Roberto didn't see him and chose to spike the ball and break through from the left side!
"Roberto!"
It's useless to scream. Ze Roberto, who lowered his head to ride the ball, hit the opponent's player, and the ball bounced behind him. Asamoa rushed back and drove the ball wildly again.
Ze Roberto chased after him, Grasco looked at Asamoa in a hurry while retreating, but ended up falling down?!
It’s so sucking, Zheng Zhi ran back with all his might. This time, he really couldn’t help. Today, he was playing football like a group of pigs!
Asamoa broke into the penalty area again, aimed at the lower right corner of the goal and kicked. Martissek was unable to save it and the ball entered.
"Oh~"
"This Grasco has indeed become Leverkusen's biggest shortcoming today,"
"What's going to happen today."
"It's a disaster-level sign."
"Wollar should make some adjustments?"
"Ze Roberto is not that good either. If the ball was returned to Zheng Zhi just now, this scene would not have happened at all."
At this time, Grasco really wanted to dig a hole in the turf and drill in it. It was a nightmare, nightmare, nightmare! This was not the first show he imagined, it was completely the opposite of what he imagined.
what to do?
His face was filled with depression and panic.
"Fra!"
"You can't let him go, and you can't let him go, where is your body?"
Zheng Zhi directly hit Grasco, "He must have passed you, you want to get stuck in the position!"
"Don't let him be arrogant anymore, repair him hard!"
Zheng Zhi waved his fist to try to arouse Grasco's fighting spirit.
The fans of Leverkusen in the stands were very dissatisfied. They made huge booings in the stands, and they all saw several players with poor performances.
"Hey, where did your strength go?"
"Can't you only be able to exert your strength in bed?"
"Get back and go to bed!"
"You are only suitable for fighting with the girls!"
Some extreme fans began to sarcastically and did not give them face at all. This was not what they wanted. Leverkusen. Volal suddenly felt that it was great to be an ordinary fan. At least he would scold him whatever he wanted, and he didn't have to care about the feelings of the players at all. They scolded him for not being able to scold him.
Barack and the others lowered their heads, as if they were deaf. These unheard words have been heard a lot recently. Grasco was wronged and he was involved in that matter again. However, there is no difference between his current performance, even the worst.
As the game resumed, everyone habitually handed the ball to Zheng Zhi's feet. Wilmotz came in murderously. Zheng Zhi did not break head-on, but cooperated with Barak in a wall-to-wave manner, and then drove the ball across the center line and stuffed the ball to Beinrich. Beinrich stopped the ball in front of him, but then threw it out and threw it again when passing the ball to Neuville.
Let me lose your mother! Zheng Zhi suddenly burst into Cantonese dialect.
Today is so sunny, everyone is in such a bad condition...
Schalke 04 immediately launched a counterattack in the backcourt. The ball passed over Zheng Zhi's head and quickly landed towards Asamoan's side. Zheng Zhi did not give up, and ran back quickly, shouting while running, "Fra, pull him down! pull him down!"
As a result, Grasco really stretched out his right hand and pulled Asamoa down. Asamoa was forced to fall to the ground by him.
"Fra, beautifully done."
"It's much better than before!"
"When you can't stop the enemy in a regular way, you have to consider using other means, even if you get a yellow card."
"If you get him a few more times, he will be afraid and never be taken over by him."
"You can use your hands, feet, or even your head, as long as you can become a weapon, you can use it."
These words were said next to Asamoa. Asamoa endured the pain and squinted his eyes and looked at Zheng Zhi incredibly.
"What did you say?"
"Water?"
"Is there any problem? We just want to stop and scare you."
Zheng Zhi also stared at Asamoa.
"Be careful, the next time it may be your knees."
"Threatening me?"
Chapter completed!