Chapter 193 It can't be any worse
When Sven Bend tackled the ball into Dortmund's goal, Marcel Lef exclaimed: "My God - an own goal! Sven Bend scored an own goal! This is simply too bad for Dortmund!"
Soon he realized: "Have I said the same thing before? It's okay, this time it's worse than last time!"
Duan Xin was also surprised. He said earlier that as long as nothing unexpected happened, Dortmund would continue to kick like this according to the established deployment, and there would be no big problem. As a result, not long after he finished speaking, reality gave him a loud slap...
Didn’t this accident happen?
Two minutes into the game, Kuba left the court with serious injury. Before the end of the first half, Klopp was kicked out of the court by a red card for protesting the referee. Now there is another own goal - all the bad situations a team can encounter have happened in less than 60 minutes of game time...
On the Chinese Internet, fans have also expressed their opinions on this matter: "Who is Dortmund provoking whom? It is rare in the world to be lucky enough to be so bad..."
"I think last season, Dortmund forced a reversal of Bayern Munich and won the league championship and the Champions League. They will definitely overdraw their good luck in the next ten years. Now it's time to pay off their debts..."
"This season is not over yet, but I think the most tragic team should be Dortmund!"
"It's so sad. I'm about to cry. Dortmund is so unlucky..."
"I think Dortmund should be more realistic this season. Just customize the goal and get the qualification for the Champions League next season. As for the Champions League... don't think too much."
"What I fear most now is that Zhou Yi and Yan Min are also injured. I don't care how good Dortmund's performance is. I just want them to be safe and healthy before the World Cup..."
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Seeing Sven Bend tackle the football into the goal guarded by Weidenfell, Augsburg's head coach Weiyinzier jumped up on the sidelines and waved his fists hard - God is on our side! We can definitely reverse the turn of the game!
He then issued instructions to the players to continue to maintain a high-pressure offensive and strive to score another goal in a short period of time.
Now Dortmund will definitely be affected by this own goal, just to take advantage of their illness and kill them!
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Sven Bend's own goal did have a very negative impact on Dortmund.
Originally, the head coach was sent to the stands and everyone was hit hard. No positive things happened during the break. Everyone entered the second half with the disappointment of the first half. As a result, just ten minutes into the second half, Sven Bend scored an own goal, and the two-goal lead turned into one goal.
If there is anything else to comfort them before this, it is the 2:0 score, which is their only advantage.
As a result, the advantage is gone in an instant.
The feeling of two goals leading and one goal leading is completely different.
A two-goal lead can make people feel safe, while a one-goal lead can only make people feel a crisis.
After his mentality changed, Dortmund was unable to resist the desperate style of Augsburg players.
Seeing that his team's offensive was thriving during this period and he was almost scored, Weiinzier decisively made a substitution.
He replaced forward Bovadilla with South Korean striker Chi Dong-won.
"Chi Dongyuan is on the court. Coincidentally, the Korean striker will transfer from Augsburg to Dortmund after the end of this season. So this game is equivalent to saying hello to his new club fans in advance..." Duan Xin said.
However, Chi Dongyuan greeted the fans of the new club a little...heart-wrenching.
He had just played for two minutes, and Augsburg made another smooth cooperation on the right, and Hahn made another accurate cross from the right, and the football went straight to the front point.
Chi Dongyuan suddenly inserted forward and swung the ball backward!
The football flew over from Weidenfeller's hand and flew into the back corner of the goal!
"Ahhhhhh! Augsburg equalized the score-!" Marcel Leif exclaimed. "This game is really dramatic! Chi Dongyuan only played for two minutes, and this was just his second touch in this game! Can Dortmund's luck be a little worse!?"
"Dangerous ball...Oh!" Duan Xin sighed, "No one was watching Chi Dongyuan when he was in front... But it was true that he could push the ball in this way... he was so lucky..."
In a blink of an eye, Dortmund's great situation disappeared... No, it was not only as simple as it disappeared, but also fell from the clouds of heaven into the quagmire of hell!
The morale of the Dortmund players who were chased for two consecutive goals almost fell to the bottom. At this time, they would naturally look at the coach's seat habitually and wait for Klopp's latest instructions. However, when they looked over, they could only see Bouvac who had no choice but to spread his hands, and Klopp did not.
At this time, everyone remembered that their head coach, the backbone, was sent to the stands before the end of the first half and didn't even enter the locker room...
The head coach is not here, what should I do when facing such a situation?
Many people keep sinking and have no idea.
On the other side, the morale of the Augsburg players who chased two goals was high. They didn't even celebrate the goal. After Chi Dongyuan scored, Milik rushed into the goal and took out the football, then turned around and ran to the middle circle.
It's only the 64th minute now, nearly thirty minutes before the end of the game. Just for this momentum, they have a chance to create miracles. When they are two goals behind, they finally chase three goals in a row and win the game in reverse.
Take three points from the terrifying West** Stadium and return in triumph!
Not many teams can do such a thing!
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"Too bad, too bad..." Close-ups of players Chedoll Dortmund were being shown on the TV broadcast. Every Dortmund player who appeared in the camera looked frustrated and painful, and Marcel Leif kept murmuring and repeating this sentence.
However, when Zhou Yi appeared in the camera, the style of painting suddenly changed.
The camera did not capture his expression because he was covering his mouth and talking to Yan Min.
Although he couldn't see his mouth, he could still see some... positive things from his eyebrows.
"Zhou Yi seems to be giving Yan Min a face-to-face..." Marcel Leif guessed.
He guessed it right.
Zhou Yi was indeed giving Yan Min a face-to-face instruction.
He didn't have time to show his sadness and pain.
"They are equalizing the score now. Do you see them running back with the ball?" Zhou Yi asked Yan Min.
Yan Min nodded.
"This shows that they are definitely unwilling to score a point away, and they still want to win."
Yan Min curled his lips: "I am very ambitious, I will beat us at our home court? How is that possible!"
"What's impossible? Football is round." Zhou Yi said, covering his mouth. "Their feelings must be very good now, and it is indeed their opportunity. But it is also our opportunity..."
Yan Min guessed Zhou Yi’s idea: “Are you talking about counterattack?”
Zhou Yi nodded: "Yes. If they want to create miracles, how can they achieve the attack without giving their all their might?"
Zhou Yi doesn't need to say anything else later, Yan Min understands it. Such things have happened many times after he came to Dortmund.
He is also very good at counterattacking. He has strong speed and individual combat capabilities. He is indeed a good player in counterattacking.
"Don't be stuck in one position, run wherever you have time." After Zhou Yi said that, he signaled Yan Min to go outside the central circle.
Next, Zhou Yi turned around and shouted to his other teammates: "Hey! Hey! The game is not over yet! This is our home court!"
Many teammates were attracted by Zhou Yi's voice. They looked up at Zhou Yi, and Zhou Yi waved to them, signaling them to come up and prepare to kick off.
For some reason, when they saw Zhou Yi's calm and composed look, their hearts that were sinking were suddenly supported by something and stopped falling.
By the way, isn’t Zhou Yi still here?
With him here, what are you afraid of?
Many people will involuntarily have this idea.
Although he is tied by the other party now, Zhou Yi always has a way, right?
The TV broadcast cut to Klopp's face in the stands again. The head coach, whose face had been gloomy for most of the game, finally smiled again.
Chapter completed!