Chapter 50 Victory (1)
Chapter 50 Victory (Part 1)
The ball has entered!
Ha ha!
Zhang Yang, who was lying on the ground, jumped up with a carp and clenched his right fist and waved towards the sky!
"Wowowow - Let's look there, is this Chinese Kung Fu? He is so full of fighting spirit! I like this young man." Weisto shouted loudly, claiming that he has been a fan of Zhang Yang from now on.
Thierry was also excited and shouted, "The second goal! Scoring twice in two consecutive games! He did it! This young man will become famous from now on! As long as he works hard enough, his future will be bright."
Zhang Yang shook his arms towards the sky again, and he was about to turn around and run to the sidelines. He planned to show his name to the home fans again. The boy felt that he needed to seize every opportunity to let the fans remember him! He liked to listen to the cheers of the fans, and tens of thousands of people shouted his name. This felt amazing. However, Zhang Yang had just run two steps when Nasri rushed from the side and hugged him. Ribery also came, Sabri Ramochi came, and even captain Dehu ran over from his penalty area with his fists!
They formed a circle, surrounded Zhang Yang in the middle, patted his shoulder, shouted loudly, congratulated him, and shared the joy of scoring the goal!
People cannot see Zhang Yang's expression at this time, but they can see his right fist raised in the air, and his fist is always raised high and never falls.
"The ball...the ball is in...Marseille leads Nantes 2:0!"
Deafening shouts suddenly sounded in the stands at the Villoadham Stadium, and Zhong Dajun and his colleagues from home shouted the 'goal' with Marseille fans.
"Great! It's simply amazing!" Zhong Dajun applauded excitedly and said to the person next to him.
"Yes, it's a double-scoring brace! It's unimaginable."
"The Marseille team is leading 2-0! Zhang Yang is the absolute hero of the Marseille team!"
"He is really an amateur player? Is this really Zhang Yang's second professional game?"
"It should be true. This is really incredible."
While the reporters were excitedly applauding, they couldn't help but sigh. In the first game, the substitute came out and shot two shots and one pass. They started today and scored two goals in the first half, winning all the goals of the Marseille team. Zhang Yang's career debut, which was unknown previously, can be regarded as a mythical novel!
"In the 43rd minute of the game, the score was 2-0, and the lead was-" the broadcast on the scene shouted loudly.
"Marseille! - Marseille! - Marseille!" Tens of thousands of fans spoke in unison!
"The goal was-" The voice on the radio shouted out loud again.
"——zhang!" This time the fans shouted more neatly than the last time, and the huge sound waves seemed to be one layer higher!
Countless arms were raised high, and countless people's mouths were roaring loudly.
Zhang Yang's heart was so beautiful and excited. His clenched fist's arms were stretched out and trembled slightly, and he was so excited that it was uncontrollable! For this young man who was still making his last attempt for his dream more than 20 days ago and seeking the seemingly ethereal light in the dark, everything at this time was almost dreamy!
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Nantes coach Ledezette stared at Zhang Yang, his face looked very ugly. It seemed difficult for Nantes to escape from the Villoadham Stadium in this game. His preparations for this game were sufficient, but he lost to an accident. One of the least important links he thought before was the Marseille team!
"This kid's speed is too fast, not only running speed, but also reaction speed, foot-out speed... all speed!" Ledizet shook his head helplessly.
What annoyed him even more was that Zhang Yang did not receive the new instructions from the coach's seat, but increased the task himself. When Nantes took the ball and prepared to attack, Zhang Yang would definitely go up and press in the frontcourt as soon as possible, making it impossible for them to effectively organize the offense.
Such a player is simply a headache!
"When the first half was about to end, zhang scored his second goal in the game. Marseille's home team was 2-0 Nantes! The young No. 27 player of Marseille became the star of the half again after performing well in the last game with Le Mans." Thierry commented. He also became interested in Zhang Yang. "Ah! Looking at Marseille's attack this time, Zhang was so fast! After he ran, no one in Nantes could catch up with him, so they had to foul! Apart from that, there was no other way. What an amazing young man! Where did Fernandez find him?"
"It is said that Zhang went to the Marseille Youth Team to find the home of the youth team, Lipierre, who had never played a real professional game before..." Vesto immediately exclaimed, "What a genius..."
"Haha, Fernandez on the sidelines must be very happy to see Zhang Yang perform like this. When the Marseille team needs goals the most, this is simply the best gift God has given to the Marseille team."
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At the end of the first half, the scoreboard at the Villoadham Stadium faithfully recorded the current score:
Marseille 2:0 Nantes!
The Marseille fans in the stands sang and danced, cheered loudly, cheered for the team's first half game, and led by two goals, which made the fans feel very good. They feel that they can expect a victory. You know, winning has been away from the Marseille for a long time, and this may be the team's first victory in the last three games!
The Marseilles were cheering, while the visiting Nantes were a little disheartened.
"I think there is no chance... We will lose this game!!"
"What's wrong with our defense? They performed so badly today! No one can really stop that number 27!"
"I heard that kid is an amateur player?" Thanks to the media's hype before the match between Marseille and Le Mans. Many French fans actually know Zhang Yang. Maybe they don't remember Zhang Yang's name, but they know that Marseille No. 27 is an amateur player.
"Those guys will talk nonsense. Have you ever seen such a powerful amateur player?" Someone immediately refuted.
"Yeah yeah."
Seeing Zhang Yang's performance on the court, the fans of Nantes whined. Nantes reporters on the press table also became pessimistic about the team's prospects for this game.
"What else can I chase after two goals? If we don't find a way to freeze the opponent's No. 27, we don't even want to win this game!"
The reporter of Nantes Evening Post also shook his head and said, "Although I really want to say that No. 27 is not only fast, but the kid's performance in this game was so outstanding that our people could not defend him at all!"
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The visiting team locker room at Villoadham Stadium.
Nantes head coach LeDizet is asking the team's central defender Del Jomeo and left-back Signorino, asking the two of them how they feel when they are keeping Zhang Yang in the first half.
"He's too fast. I'm not as fast as him." Delhomeo said a little depressed.
"His explosive power is amazing. It would be fine if he didn't let him start. If he started first, I think I wouldn't be able to keep up with him except for a tactical foul immediately." Signolino also said with a headache.
Ledizette looked at the frustrated expressions of his two beloved players, and his heart was a little angry. Could it be that these two guys were so sudden that they were not confident by that amateur player?
"You two guys, cheer up." Ledizette shouted with a bad face, "Don't forget that your opponent is an amateur player."
Deljomeo and Signorino stopped talking. They lowered their heads and felt very upset. Amateur players? What kind of talk is also so awesome. They are so arrogant! It must be those reporters talking nonsense.
Before the match between Marseille and Le Mans, the media mocked Zhang Yang and said that he was an amateur player, and no one took him seriously. Look at it now, many media have begun to praise him as a genius, and fans and his opponents have begun to suspect that he has never played professional games.
Uh--in fact, these two games in Marseille are really professional games in the true sense!
The only difference is that he is performing very well now, which makes people have to doubt it.
Ledezette thought for a long time. If he had to rely on the two guys Delhomeo and Signolino, he would have no good way to stop Zhang Yang, a very fast young man.
"He is very fast, and... although he doesn't look strong, his ability to fight is not bad," Signolino added.
Ledizette frowned, and at this time he thought again... He still has Tulalang!
Tularang was the best rookie in Ligue 1 last season. He is the core of Nantes' midfield, capable of offense and defense, and balanced offense and defense. He was praised by the media as Vieira's top man.
However, in fact, Tulalang can play in the backcourt any position except the goalkeeper. When there was a shortage of personnel at the central defender position last season, Tulalang once played a guest role in the central defender and performed well.
‘Jeremy Tularan is strong, has superb skills, has a good overall view, has amazing explosive power, and is accurate in position!’ This is the comment from Italy’s "The Whole Market" on Tularan.
Now, what Ledizette values is the amazing explosive power and accurate positioning of Tulalang. Isn’t this the weapon against the No. 27?
He made a decision to pull Tulalang back to let the best Ligue 1 rookie last season play the central defender, replace the central defender Del Jomeo, who seems to be losing confidence, replace the young player Ripat to play in the midfield, and use Ripat's speed to attack the Marseille defense line.
That's how it was decided.
He turned his head and said to Tulalang, "Jeremy, in the second half, you go and play center back."
Tulalang opened his mouth wide, obviously he had no ideological preparation for the head coach's arrangement.
"Coach, but-" Tularang wanted to speak.
Ledizette didn't give him a chance to speak at all. He said to himself, "Your mission is to keep the opponent's No. 27!"
Tulalang sighed in his heart and nodded and said yes. He just wanted to remind his head coach that he had retreated to the central defender position, so who will organize the offense in the midfield? The team's problem now is not just defense. The team is now behind in the score. When two goals are behind, the most important thing is to score goals!
However, seeing the head coach's firm attitude, Tulalang had to shut up. He was only 21 years old and was still used to being a good baby and had no confidence to raise his own doubts.
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Ledezette was frowning, and in the home team locker room at the Virrodham Stadium, Marseille head coach Fernandez smiled.
The opponent of Nantes in this game is not a good match. Of course, this is also related to the Marseille team's own poor performance this season and poor condition. If they are in good condition, when will the Marseille team be afraid of Nantes?
Fernandez was mentally prepared for the hardships of this game, but he didn't expect that the game would be so smooth.
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Chapter completed!