106. Chapter 106 Racing


Chapter 106 Racing

"Tyne's counterattack, Katic made a long pass to Wang Lie... The pass was too small, Planka headed the ball back, and the ball reached the center circle... Van Ginkel moved forward and took the ball away... It was too big! Feng Qiyuan! ”

Luo Jin's voice was quite normal when he was explaining before. When he saw Feng Qiyuan intercepting the football before Van Ginkel, he immediately shouted.

"Good ball, beautiful break! Now it's Witton Hill's turn to attack... There is no good connection point, so he chooses to dribble the ball forward by himself... Speed ​​up! Get away! Feng Qiyuan dribbles the ball forward! Witton Hill Your counterattack! Feng Qiyuan...Feng Qiyuan! Cross the ball!"

"Opportunity! Finlay! Push into the empty goal! Beautiful! Good goal! Witton Hill pulled a goal back! Wonderful assist from Feng Qiyuan!"

There were only two people in the conference room that could usually accommodate more than thirty people. The sound of the TV commentary echoed in the empty space, making it seem louder.

Cai Bokang couldn't help but snap: "Awesome! Xiao Feng's shot is really awesome!"

He Zhenyong also said happily: "It seems that Feng Qiyuan has regained his feeling after the half-time adjustment. Sure enough, it is better to let him play a familiar position. What does it feel like to be slipped around the entire stadium..."

Although Feng Qiyuan is a central defender, he has strong offensive attributes. The two coaches of the Chinese team know this very well.

As a central defender, he played for Witton Hill for almost three seasons and scored a total of 17 goals in all competitions. Such statistics are very impressive.

And an assist like the one just now is not the first time that Feng Qiyuan has appeared, so someone once jokingly called Feng Qiyuan a "B2B central defender", going from one penalty area to another.

But this does not mean that Feng Qiyuan should get used to the alternative "from one penalty area to another penalty area" game style like the first half, but that he can steal the ball from his own penalty area during the game, and then rush all the way to the opponent. A feat of participating in the offense in the penalty area.

Now that Feng Qiyuan can perform like this, it means that he has returned to some extent normal.

As coaches of the national team, Cai Bokang and He Zhenyong actually do not have such a strong preference for the outcome of the two teams.

Either Tyne wins or Witton Hill wins.

What they want to see is two Chinese players performing well in the game.

Now Wang Lie has a goal, and Feng Qiyuan also gets rid of the haze of the first half and contributes a wonderful assist.

It’s not in vain for two people to give up spending time with their respective families and watch the live game here...

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In fact, when Wang Lie saw Feng Qiyuan steal Van Ginkel's ball, he secretly thought that was bad.

He knows his teammates on the national team and the risks this ball could bring.

At first he ran back, trying to help defend.

But just after running through the center circle, Feng Qiyuan rushed to the Tyne penalty area. Seeing this, Wang Lie slowed down - at this time, he couldn't help much by running back, so he might as well stay here.

Sure enough, Feng Qiyuan broke into the Tyne penalty area and completed the assist...

Wang Lie stood on the edge of the center circle and shook his head, turned around and walked back to the kick-off point.

The two-goal lead turned into a one-goal lead, and the situation suddenly became unfavorable to Tyne.

Witton Hill, who pulled a goal back, must have been boosted in morale.

The next game will not be easy to play.

He has to keep the pressure on the Witton Hill backline.

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After Feng Qiyuan and his teammates finished celebrating, they ran back to their own half and saw Brother Wang already standing in the center circle.

Footballs were also thrown.

Now he had the football on his feet, his hands on his hips, and he was looking at himself.

The two people's eyes met in the air.

This time Feng Qiyuan did not avoid or feel embarrassed. He bravely faced Brother Wang's eyes and looked at him.

But this time Brother Wang didn't touch him with his hands.

When running past Brother Wang, he naturally retracted his gaze and followed his teammates back to his penalty area.

The game is about to begin again.

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Wang Lie turned his back to the goal and asked for the ball. He knew that Feng Qiyuan must be behind him without looking back.

Because the hot breath the latter exhaled hit the back of his neck.

But he still raised his arms slightly, his hands constantly entangled with Feng Qiyuan's behind.

At this time, the arm became his "cat's beard", and he used this method to determine Feng Qiyuan's position.

After the football rolled over, he swayed his upper body to the right, but moved the football to the left with his left foot, and then quickly turned around, hoping to deceive Feng Qiyuan with this fake move.

But he failed.

Feng Qiyuan did not stagger, but stretched out his long legs and stepped to the left, blocking Wang Lie's turning route again.

When Wang Lie turned around, he caught a glimpse of Feng Qiyuan following him from the corner of his eye. He immediately stopped his intention to break through. He used his left foot to support his body, blocked the ball in front of the football, and protected the ball. Then he used his right foot to turn around. Stepping on the football and pulling it back.

This made Feng Qiyuan, who was about to stab the ball, miss!

But Wang Lie also lost the opportunity to continue attacking. He was still being followed by Feng Qiyuan. In order not to delay the team's overall offensive rhythm, he quickly passed the ball after pulling the football back.

Then he didn't sprint into the penalty area, but ran in the opposite direction, away from the penalty area.

Feng Qiyuan did not follow, but pointed at Wang Lie and shouted to his teammates: "Keep an eye on him!"

He has to defend his defensive zone, but this does not mean that Wang Lie can move freely and let other Witton Hill players come up to defend.

Sure enough, Witton Hill midfielder Jason Oakes moved closer to Wang Lie to prevent him from catching the ball.

After a pass from Witton Hill in front of Tyne, Sonny Dean completed the shot.

His low shot forced a fine save from goalkeeper David Bennet, who barely managed to get the ball over the line with his fingertips, giving Tyne a corner kick.

This corner kick failed to threaten Witton Hill's goal, and Tyne's players did not even head the ball.

The football was rescued by Feng Qiyuan.

Witton Hill then launched a quick counterattack.

The football was passed to the frontcourt. Forward Esteban Aido tried to dribble the ball into Longtan alone, but was caught by Charlie Cohen. Then he saw the right opportunity and decisively released the tackle, destroying the ball out of the sideline.

The Tyne players returned to their defensive positions, and Witton Hill also lost the opportunity to quickly counterattack. They could only slowly organize the attack and look for opportunities again.

As a central defender, Feng Qiyuan will also press appropriately at this time, running from the back line to the forward line, adding a contact point for the team's midfield, creating a local numerical advantage.

His other two central defender teammates dragged behind him to fill in for him.

At the same time, his speed also allows him to return to defense in time when the team switches from offense to defense, so his position is relatively more flexible than other central defenders.

"As the game progresses, the physical fitness of the players on both sides decreases, but the opportunities for each other increase, and the game gradually becomes more open..."

"Dylan Moore crosses! Aido's header... is too high!"

"Van Ginkel transferred a long diagonal pass... Vitini received the ball... and the stop was beautiful! Cut inside and shot! Slightly wide..."

"Lemanguer...long shot! Guendouzi! He blocked the ball with his body!"

"Wang Lie retreated to midfield to get the ball. He was flanked by two Witton Hill players and could only pass back..."

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Cai Bokang glanced at the game time on the upper left side of the live broadcast screen.

The 71st minute of the game.

The score was still 1:2, with Witton Hill, playing at home, trailing.

It is not clear who can win the game from this period of time, because both teams had opportunities, but neither took them.

"Both teams should make adjustments..." he said to himself. "Whether it is strengthening defense or strengthening offense, it will be too late if we don't make adjustments at this time."

He Zhenyong also nodded in agreement: "The players' physical fitness is almost reaching the critical point."

As soon as the two of them finished speaking, the TV broadcast cut to the coaching benches of the two teams.

On the Witton Hill side, players wearing training vests were running back from the warm-up area, while on the Tyne side, their left midfielder Gabriel Barreto and right midfielder Tommy Biggins were already standing In front of head coach McNeil, he is listening to the head coach's arrangements.

"It's not Wang Lie..." Cai Bokang came to the conclusion when he saw the two players who were about to be replaced.

If Wang Lie is to be replaced, two wing players will not be included.

This should be to replace Vitini and Dean, and then Tyne will switch to 451, leaving Wang Lie alone in front as the center.

"Tyne should be playing defensive counterattack." He Zhenyong also came to a similar conclusion. "Keeping Wang Lie on the court is to intimidate Weiton Hill's defense, especially when Feng Qiyuan steps in to participate in the attack and is less presumptuous..."

Cai Bokang frowned: "Is Tyne overdrafting Wang Lie? Just to compete for the Champions League qualification... Will Wang Lie's risk of injury increase?"

He Zhenyong shook his head: "Didn't we give him a physical test when he returned to the national team last time? Judging from the results of the physical test, his physical condition is not in the best condition, but that is because of fatigue from the journey. Compared with his age, his physical condition is The situation is actually quite good. As for what will happen at the end of the season, how do you know now? I can only hope that Wang Lie and McNeill are aware of it..."

This is the case for the national team head coach, there are many things that are beyond his control.

If a player is in excellent form at the club, it may be that he has overdrafted his body in exchange for it.

When the season is over, the national team will only have the national players who drag their tired bodies to report.

This is why in the year of the national team competition, many players who performed well in the club did not perform well in the national team.

The national team can't say anything yet. After all, the annual salary and bonuses are given by the club, and it is reasonable for the players to do their best for the club. Those players who choose to stay in club games for the sake of the national team will be scolded and become negative examples of having no professional ethics.

Therefore, as the head coach of the national team, He Zhenyong can only pray that Wang Lie will not be squeezed out in the next games...

At this time, he no longer thought that if Wang Lie was in poor condition, he would not have to face the dilemma of the national team. ※※※

After completing the substitution adjustments, McNeil really asked the team to shrink and play defensive counterattack.

It seemed like he was content with a one-goal lead and wanted to hold on to the result.

Of course, Witton Hill couldn't miss this opportunity. After changing two people, they strengthened their offensive.

In the process, their defense line pressed higher and higher.

It has even reached the center line.

In such a huge backcourt, there was only their goalkeeper Bennett, and the goalkeeper did not stay in the penalty area, but stood in the area between the penalty arc and the center circle arc.

It's not surprising that he was positioned like this, because Tyne hadn't been able to attack for five or six minutes.

During this period, the ball has always been at the feet of the home team Witton Hill. They passed it back and forth, from the backcourt to the frontcourt, and from the left to the right. They entered the penalty area and were cleared by Tyne players. They controlled the second Place the target and continue to organize the attack.

The Witton Hill fans on the low ground were singing non-stop, cheering for their team, looking forward to a tie or even a victory!

During this period, Wang Lie did not retreat as deeply as before to participate in defense.

Because he is the only one in front now, if he also goes back to defend, the team will be in an embarrassing situation where they can't find anyone when they want to counterattack, and they will have to be beaten more passively.

On the other hand, his physical strength has also dropped a lot compared to before. He has to distribute his physical energy more rationally and use his physical strength on the blade.

Without returning to defense, he has been cruising horizontally at the front during this period. Wherever the football is and in which direction Witton Hill's offense is, others will be there, so that once a teammate steals the ball, he can quickly go up to respond and create an opportunity.

When he moves back and forth, Feng Qiyuan will not follow him like he did in the first half, but will stay in the middle.

As long as Brother Wang doesn't catch the ball, he won't lean over.

He would just look at Brother Wang from time to time to confirm his current location.

More often, he still focuses on his team's offense.

Now Witton Hill takes the ball and attacks on the right side.

Players from both sides of the field are moving closer to this side, so the focus of the lineup will naturally shift to this side.

Wang Liedu pulled over to this side - from Tyne's perspective, it should be the left side.

Witton Hill's right center back David Johnston moved closer to Wang Lie to control the defense on this wing and prevent Wang Lie from getting the ball without defense.

Feng Qiyuan, who was sitting in the middle, also moved that way, mainly to assist Johnston in his defense.

Witton Hill forward Josh Finley took the ball on the wing. He pulled to the wing to receive the ball, and then tried to play one-two with his approaching teammates and hit the wall to cooperate.

As a result, the intention was too obvious, and Tyne left back Charlie Cohen saw through it. He ran with him, cut off the football before him, and handed it to substitute left midfielder Tommy Biggins.

At the same time as Cohen cut off the football, Wang Lie had already started running - first he pulled horizontally to the sideline, and then moved forward!

Before Tommy Biggins caught the ball, he looked up and looked ahead. When he saw Wang Lie starting to run, he directly kicked the football forward with a big kick!

"Tyne's counterattack!"

When Wang Lie ran forward, he was still looking back to observe the situation behind him. When he saw Biggins making a long pass, he immediately averted his eyes and sprinted with all his strength.

Witton Hill's center back David Johnston's attention was attracted by the football, and he didn't start running until he saw Biggins' long pass. It was already too late.

He was left behind by Wang Lie at the start and got offline early!

"What a ball! Wang Lie!!"

"Feng Qiyuan!"

Luo Jin and Zhao Chuanfeng shouted two completely different names almost at the same time.

At this moment, only two people appeared in the TV broadcast!

One is Wang Lie rushing forward along the sideline.

The other one is Feng Qiyuan, who runs back from the ribs.

The goal of both people is to jump on the turf in front of the football and move forward quickly!

When Cai Bokang saw this scene, he suddenly said "Hey", but he quickly lost his voice and stared at the screen intently.

The scene of Wang Lie and Feng Qiyuan chasing a football reminded him instantly of the fifteenth round of the league, when Soft United challenged Witton Hill away from home.

It's also in this stadium...even in this half!

At that time, Wang Lie and Feng Qiyuan started such a race to chase football.

Wang Lie's position is further forward than Feng Qiyuan, closer to football.

But the final result was that Feng Qiyuan caught up with Wang Lie and stole the football by "taking advantage of others", leaving Wang Lie with great embarrassment.

This moment is like that time!

So he was excited initially.

But he soon realized that Wang Lie's current physical condition was completely different from that at the end of last year, so the outcome of this contest might not be the same as before.

On the other hand, the old monk He Zhenyong next to him was sitting still, looking particularly calm, without any surprise.

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The stands of the Lowland Stadium were filled with boos and exclamations from the Witton Hill fans. Of course, there were also cheers from the Tyne fans, but they were so subtle that they were almost indistinguishable.

Unless you happen to be at the scene, right next to the stands where Tyne fans gather, you can hear what they are shouting:

"ChinaWang, GO!! GO!! GO!!!"

Feng Qiyuan only started to start when he saw Wang Lie crossing the center line.

He is still some distance away from Wang Lie, and it is a diagonal line, slightly further away. But he did not give up, but pursued football with his long legs.

At the same time, he was observing Wang Lie's position.

Seeing Brother Wang swinging his arms quickly and running wildly, he seemed to have seen the scene in the fifteenth round in a trance.

At that time he...

When this idea just arose in his mind, Feng Qiyuan immediately drove it away, stopped thinking about it, and just ran, running as fast as he could!

He didn't dare to bet that Brother Wang's physical condition this time would be the same as in the fifteenth round of the league...

In the early stages of his mad dash, Wang Lie did not turn around to look at Feng Qiyuan's position.

He just stared at the football in front of him, as if he was measuring his speed on a treadmill, squeezing the air in his lungs to the maximum extent, pumping it into his blood, and then urging the blood to rush to his muscles to drive his body forward. run.

After nearly 80 minutes of competition, he actually had very little energy left, but he had still accumulated some energy when he was resting and adjusting on the court just now.

Now he is ready to release all these powers without leaving any room!

"Wang is temporarily in the lead now! But Feng's pursuit is very fast! This is the fastest central defender in the Premier League!"

Feng Qiyuan struggled to catch up, getting closer and closer to the football.

But at the same time, Wang Lie is getting closer and closer to football.

After Feng Qiyuan pushed hard, he simply used his left foot to tackle the football first. He was ready to destroy the football before Brother Wang received the ball!

At the same time, Wang Lie also stretched out his right foot and stabbed the football... and he really hit the ball before Feng Qiyuan's left foot could tackle it!

He poked the football to the inside and quickly jumped to avoid it!

Feng Qiyuan's foot slipped and shoved forward!

The football that Wang Lie poked hit his left calf and bounced, and then hit the calf guard of Wang Lie who jumped up to avoid the tackle!

Finally bounce forward!

Wang Lie jumped over the body of Feng Qiyuan, who was sliding in the air. Because of his hasty jump, he was hit by the football again and staggered a little when he landed, but he still tried hard to maintain his balance!

And Feng Qiyuan slipped directly out of the sideline...

Wang Lie didn't look back at him, he tried to adjust his pace and chased the football!

The boos in the Lowcountry were overwhelming, like a hurricane roaring through the football stadium.

Wang Lie and Feng Qiyuan were both too fast just now. When he threw away Feng Qiyuan and caught up with the football, the other Witton Hill players had not yet caught up.

Only their goalkeeper David Bennett chose to abandon the goal and face Wang Lie alone in a somewhat tragic manner!

"Wang Lie!!!"

"WAAAAAANG——!"

The commentators seemed to have a premonition of what would happen next, and they all shouted Wang Lie's name with great excitement.

The boos at Lowfield Stadium were loud enough to make someone temporarily deaf!

When Wang Lie was about to catch up with the football, he raised his head and glanced at the attacking goalkeeper, who was still about ten meters away from him.

The scene seemed too simple to him.

He raised his right foot, like a fully drawn bow.

Goalkeeper Bennet thought Wang Lie would shoot low - because it was the most difficult ball for a goalkeeper to save when attacking.

So his center of gravity dropped quickly and he was ready to pounce on the ground ball.

As a result, Wang Lie's right leg was raised high, but fell gently. When the football was kicked, it turned into a lob!

His right foot was like a shovel, shoveling in from the gap between the football and the turf, and then raising his toes to lift the football into the air!

Seeing the football being picked up, Bennett's legs supporting his body suddenly lost strength. He sat down on the ground and could only look up and watch the football fly over his head!

Then he landed in the small penalty area behind him, rebounded, and ran forward...

Of course he couldn't see this scene anymore, but he could still hear the fans booing.

For about half a second, the storm of boos suddenly decreased, then increased again, even louder than before!

He turned around and saw the football stopped in the goal, under the net.

"King! Wang-lie! This is almost a goal that kills the game! Tyne leads Witton Hill 3:1 away from home! Two teams, one competing for Champions League qualification and the other competing for European war qualification, they are directly The competitors now have to decide the winner!”

"The goal is scored!! Wang Lie! He scored again! Scored twice! Can you believe it?! This is a thirty-eight-year-old veteran running long distance, sprinting at the extreme, and passing by in the 82 minutes of the game. A goal after one! Incredible! How much fuel does he have left in the tank? ”

(End of chapter)

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