novel-bin Chapter 87 Why is the Bundesliga Assist King So Frustrated?
Chapter 87 Why is the Bundesliga Assist King So Frustrated?
Chapter 87 Why is the Bundesliga Assist King So Frustrated?
Wolfsburg's long pass caught the defender off guard, and Dost, who had already started his run, rushed out of the center circle and successfully got the ball in Leipzig's half.
This is a one-on-one situation!
Oops!
That's how one-on-one situations are; you don't even realize it's a devastating opportunity until your opponent rushes out and gets the ball!
"Hurry up!"
The fans in the stands were chanting, and Anthony, who was covering the rear, was desperately chasing back.
But Doster wasn't prepared to race against his opponent's speed, and with a "thud," he unleashed a lob shot from over 35 meters.
"Wow!!"
Belot ran back as fast as he could, but it was too late. He could only watch helplessly as the ball bounced into the goal after hitting the penalty area.
Goal!
"Oh!!!"
"Whoosh whoosh whoosh!!!!"
The scene instantly descended into chaos, filled with the sound of fans whistling.
"Offside!"
"Offside!"
Reminded by the fans, the Leipzig players on the field quickly ran to the referee.
"Come on, referee, listen to me!"
Hao Ren pointed at Doster and said fiercely, "That guy was offside! 100%!"
Upon hearing Hao Ren's words, the previously insecure Poulsen's eyes lit up: "Referee, he's offside! We can guarantee that!"
The referee ignored the arguing player in front of him and instead chose to listen to the advice of the linesman on the sidelines.
"Whoa!!"
"Goal stands!"
Hey!
The Leipzig players immediately panicked, and Vlaan almost got into an argument with the referee, but Kimmich pulled him back in time.
Hao Ren gritted his teeth and kicked the air: "Damn it!"
Poulsen frowned, clearly furious at the stubborn referee. "Good, wasn't it 100% offside? Didn't the referee see it clearly?"
"No, I was just trying to scare him. How would I know if he was offside?"
Paulsen's lips twitched.
Mr. Goodman's acting skills are still quite good. Although he couldn't fool the referee, it was not difficult for him to fool a little Yusuf.
Regardless, Leipzig's situation became very bad after Dost's lob shot.
We were already the weaker party, and then the other side stole one!
Disappointed, Hao Ren walked back along the edge of the road when suddenly a familiar voice reached his ears.
"Mr. Goodman!"
Ok?
Hao Ren turned his head to look.
The speaker was Otto, who was standing with his brother Lucas, holding up a support sign together.
[2nd Bundesliga > 1st Bundesliga]
"call----"
Hao Ren took a deep breath, feeling incredibly moved.
After a moment's thought, Hao Renchao gave a thumbs-up to the stands, clapped his hands, and regrouped.
"Wow, we can see two very arrogant little boys in the stands. They must be Leipzig fans. The 2nd Bundesliga is bigger than the Bundesliga, haha! Interesting support." (in German)
"Actually, I've always felt that witnessing their team's defeat live is a very cruel thing for these young fans."
"But it's okay. Once these kids realize the difference between the Bundesliga and the 2. Bundesliga, they probably won't feel so bad."
Unexpectedly, a simple support sign turned the Lucas brothers into stars at the Red Bull Arena.
Their faces were displayed on the stadium's big screen!
Of course, the players on the field hadn't reacted yet; they were busy with the confrontation.
"Come on, over here!"
On the right flank, Hao Ren pointed to the open space in front of him and then accelerated out.
"Stop him!"
Wolfsburg players reacted quickly, with De Bruyne moving rapidly to the wing to defend.
Hao Ren knew he was not fast enough, so he positioned himself in advance and easily protected the ball with his back to the goal.
"De Bruyne doesn't seem to have a way of dealing with Goodman!"
"Goodman, just pass it!"
"Leipzig played very well in terms of teamwork!"
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Leipzig players really wanted to equalize, but Wolfsburg's defense was just too solid.
"I think Leipzig's first goal had an element of luck, because no one expected Gudman to have a second shot."
"Yes, at present, Leipzig does not have the ability to break through Wolfsburg's defenses."
"Gustavo is dribbling forward, time to pass!"
"Oh!"
Gustavo tried to pass the ball to De Bruyne, but Hao Ren suddenly appeared out of nowhere and made a quick interception, causing Wolfsburg to lose possession.
De Bruyne was clearly unable to win the ball back immediately and could only watch helplessly as Hao Ren took the ball away.
The first bulldozer in the German second division has arrived!
Snapped!
Hao Ren passed the ball to Kimmich, who was coming up from the side, and began to rush towards the penalty area.
"Hurry up, hurry up!"
Rangnick urged Kimmich, who was dribbling the ball, "Great opportunity, pass it!"
Kimmich, who was dribbling the ball, slowed down and then delivered a 45-degree cross.
Wow!!!
Kimmich's long pass found Vlaan in the penalty area.
The contest in the penalty area was intense, and instead of shooting rashly, Vlaan headed the ball back.
Possession of the ball returned to Hao Ren's feet.
Hey!
Träsch and Knoch rushed out of the penalty area at the same time, forming a 60-degree acute angle to double-team Hao Ren.
Knowing this was a good opportunity, Hao Ren gritted his teeth and decisively charged between the two defenders.
boom!
I grass!
Hao Ren stumbled a few steps inside the penalty area, but eventually regained his balance.
Snapped!
Pass the ball to Poulsen, who is waiting on the right!
"Wow!!"
boom!
Poulsen scores a stunning goal!
"G00—AAA—LLLL!!!"
"Goal!"
"Poulsen scores!"
"2-2! Leipzig has equalized!!!"
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[Holy crap, this is a real bulldozer move! Are they just driving straight into the penalty area?]
Brothers, at first I thought Hao's strength was only superior in the 2nd Bundesliga, but I didn't expect him to be able to do it even in the Bundesliga.
[What do you black-hearted people know? Can 17-year-old Hao Ren and 16-year-old Hao Ren be the same person?]
[Hilarious! 2-2 Bundesliga, is this what the top five leagues are like?]
The screen was filled with "666" comments, and at that moment, Poulsen had already pulled Hao Ren out to celebrate.
"come on! come on! come on!"
Paulsen ran backwards, his right index finger pointing steadily at Hao Ren who was following behind: "Mr. Goodman!"
Wow!
Hao Ren jumped up and was hugged by Paulsen: "Haha!"
After Hao Ren landed, the two bumped chests together again, and only after that did Poulsen walk towards the stands.
Facing tens of thousands of cheering fans, the Leipzig captain threw a right uppercut: "Jaaaa"
!(yeah)"
The score was 2-2, and 40 minutes into the game.
With little time remaining in the first half, Wolfsburg slightly slowed down their attack.
"Leipzig!"
"Leipzig!"
"Leipzig!"
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"Beep, beep beep—!!!"
Wow!
Upon hearing the whistle, Hao Ren stopped running and immediately felt a sense of relief.
"Is Yusuf alright? My top-tier skills completely blew them away!"
"Haha! Are you sure they didn't just lose their footing?"
Paulsen put his arm around Hao Ren's shoulder.
"Just tell me if there were any assists!"
Hao Ren pushed Poulsen aside, preparing to go down to the stands and enjoy the cheers from the fans.
However, Rangnick didn't want the players on the field to relax, so he and Almas shouted in front of the bench, "Back to the locker room! Hurry! Hurry! Go go go!"
Hao Ren helplessly shrugged.
As the Leipzig players jogged away, the director naturally focused the camera on De Bruyne.
The Wolfsburg midfielder stood in the middle of the field with his hands on his hips. His youthful face and dazed eyes made people feel a little sorry for him.
"Kevin seems a bit frustrated right now. Perhaps Hecking should come up with a solution at halftime. If they can't free up De Bruyne, Wolfsburg might have a very difficult time in the second half!"
The commentator expressed concern about the situation in Wolfsburg.
The reality on the field was that Wolfsburg's players were being booed.
Compared to the strong bullying the weak, humans are more inclined to see the weak triumph over the strong!
"What utter nonsense! We have no reason!"
"A one-on-one opportunity is still a goal; it's not a matter of luck. Think about it carefully, why did we concede this one-on-one chance?"
Rangnick didn't want his players to make excuses for conceding goals, and he even emphasized this point at halftime.
"A match is a contest of understanding between two teams. We were one-on-one attacked by our opponents, which shows that our understanding in this aspect is far inferior to theirs. Do you understand what I mean? So this is what we need to correct."
"Of course, overall we played very well in the first half, and the score of 2-2 was something I didn't expect."
Upon hearing this, Hao Ren, who was sitting on the stool, shifted his position, hoping to receive praise from Rangnick.
But Rangnick was also a smart man, and the German coach saw through Hao Ren's thoughts at a glance.
"Our midfielders performed well, but in my opinion, they were still a little lacking."
Hao Ren sighed helplessly.
Is what Mr. Goodman has done still not enough?
"Stay focused! Shutting down De Bruyne and Gustavo, that's our chance in the second half!"
"2:2! It's 2:2 now!"
Rangnick and his players repeatedly emphasized the current score: "We are closer to advancing than ever before!"
"Do you want to defeat Wolfsburg?"
"Yes!"
"That's right!"
Hao Ren stood up and shook his leg: "Brother Chicken, I'm getting into it!"
"Good, calm down, they'll definitely play better in the second half."
Kimmich seemed somewhat worried about the situation in the second half.
"Useless!"
Hao Ren patted Kimmich's head lightly, "What's the use of playing well? Isn't that number 14 on the other side still my toy?"
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"Whoosh!"
The second half has begun!
In the second half, Wolfsburg relaxed their control of possession slightly, presumably to reduce the pressure on De Bruyne.
After all, Hao Ren had been hovering around De Bruyne the whole time, which had made the Belgian midfielder a little out of his mind.
"This... it seems De Bruyne still can't quite handle Goodman!"
",pretty!"
"Dost's drop back set up De Bruyne for the pass!"
"This approach is sound; what the away team needs most right now is to free up De Bruyne."
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Wolfsburg players quickly advanced, and Caligiuri's long pass accurately found Schürrle on the wing.
"Oh!"
Without hesitation, Schürrle delivered a cross!
Inside the penalty area, Dost!
boom!
Dost volleyed the ball into the net from the penalty spot, catching Belot off guard.
Goal!
Hao Ren covered his head with his hands: "Brother Chicken, something's happened!"
The score was now 3-2, and the Wolfsburg players began their celebrations after the goal.
"Dost has started celebrating, hmm—this is a huge recognition from Wolfsburg to Leipzig."
"Because we know that Wolfsburg usually doesn't celebrate when facing second-tier opponents in the German Cup. Leipzig clearly earned their respect today—wait a minute!"
The German commentator suddenly exclaimed, "Judging from the referee's reaction, there seems to be something wrong with this play!"
"Whoosh!"
The referee blew his whistle, disallowing Wolfsburg's goal.
Dost was offside!
"Wow!!!!"
"Excellent referee!"
"Well done!"
"Long live Leipzig!"
"2:2! Haha, 2:2!"
The Wolfsburg players are utterly speechless at how their first celebration turned out like this.
They were even mocked by the home team fans in the stands!
[The referee is really good at spotting such a minor offside.]
[Clearly thanks to the linesmen; they deserve all the credit!]
Hahaha, this is hilarious! Dost is still celebrating here.
[But how can Leipzig win? They can't just drag it out to penalties, can Chao go up and score one?]
[Go Grandpa Niu! Keep an eye on De Bruyne and stall for time!]
The game continues.
The second half was purely a tactical battle, with Leipzig and Wolfsburg engaging in a lot of competition around De Bruyne.
Leipzig hoped to stall for time by shutting down De Bruyne, while Wolfsburg wanted De Bruyne to unleash his abilities and help the team score.
Because of the continuous battles in midfield, Leipzig's possession rate was actually equal to Wolfsburg's in the second half!
71th minute!
"They're here!"
Snapped!
Anthony-Jung delivered a pass that found Kimmich perfectly.
Kimmich had just received the ball when Gustavo suddenly rushed over, snatched it away, and immediately passed it to De Bruyne.
"Oh!"
The fans instantly tensed up.
"De Bruyne is ready to pass the ball!"
boom!
"Oh! De Bruyne has been knocked down!"
[Caesardo Meat Grinder Tackle Template]!
Hao Ren made a clean and decisive tackle, successfully kicking the ball away from De Bruyne's feet.
The poor Wolfsburg midfielder fell to the ground and rolled several times.
"Leipzig's progress!"
"Kimmich is accelerating!"
"Pass the ball to Poulsen!"
Poulsen was doing stepovers in the attacking third, waiting for his teammates to provide support.
Because of Rangnick's rigorous training methods, Leipzig players can provide support even faster than Wolfsburg players!
Snapped!
The ball was passed back to Morris, who then pushed it into the penalty area.
Fraun!
Wow!!!
boom!
"GO0OO—AAALLLL!!!!"
"Goal!"
"Goal! Vlaan scores!"
"3:2!"
"Leipzig is in the lead!"
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"Yaaa!"
Leipzig players slid down their knees one after another, and eventually all 10 players except the goalkeeper gathered at the corner flag.
"Come on! Good!"
Kimmich and Poulsen jumped onto Hao Ren at the same time, and collided with each other in mid-air.
"3:2!"
"3:2!"
Amid cheers from the fans, Hao Ren held up three fingers to the camera, emphasizing the team's current score of 3-2.
The director then focused the camera on De Bruyne.
The blond Wolfsburg midfielder stood with his hands on his hips, slightly raised his head, and his eyes seemed to be brimming with tears.
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[De Bruyne↓]
[Arnold↑]