Chapter 812 The Rush of My Family Stadium
Dongzi's injury is more disturbing to the Chinese team than Goulart's injury.
Although they conceded goals in each of the first four games, the Chinese team's defense still showed extremely stable strength, not inferior to the other seven teams in the quarterfinals. But if you want to say that the team's defense has reached the level of European powerhouses, it is also Nonsense, the Chinese team's defensive depth is very problematic.
Apart from Ma Jiang Dandong, there is no substitute with a similar overall level. It's just that simple.
Dongzi is injured, but the game will continue. Sforza has two options, but each has its own pros and cons. One is to use Zheng Zhi or Feng Xiaoting as a central defender and move the iron egg to the left back, just like in the game against Portugal. The second half.
However, the 37-year-old Dazhi's physical endurance is questionable. He currently plays in an intermittent stance and is clearly positioned as a substitute. It will be very troublesome to start the second half.
Xiao Feng has quite a lot of experience, but his personal ability is not good. Faced with Brazil's repeated penetration in the middle, what should he do if he is fooled?
The second method is to keep the central defender stationary and let the left midfielder C Zhe play as a guest at the left back. In this way, the deep attack power is guaranteed, but C Zhe is not a full-time defender after all, so he has to bear the ravages of the Brazilian wing and get beaten. What to do if you cry?
In the final analysis, the opponent Brazil is too strong, which directly turns the shortcomings of Chinese players' personal abilities into big holes. If it were not the World Cup but the Asian Cup, these would actually not be a problem.
Sforza pulled back his hair for the rare occasion. During the tactical meeting, he asked Zhuoyang: Do you have any good suggestions?
Zhuo Yang said: "We have brought eight defenders, why don't we use them to provide for our master? We have fought more difficult battles than this. I am afraid of a hammer."
Brother Zha slapped the table. Instead of being afraid of the wolf in front of him and the tiger in the back, why don't you fight your side and I'll fight mine? It's not a complicated choice, so let's choose the simplest one. So, the most direct substitution was made, left back substitute Jiang Zhipeng First release.
Dapeng is 29 years old this year. He entered the national team's permanent list five years ago and is considered a senior player in the national football team.
When given an opportunity, you must seize it. In the 8th minute of the game, facing the double play of William and Fagner on the wing, Dapeng saw the right opportunity and destroyed the football beyond the bottom line.
The handling was not good or bad, but Zhuo Yang still gave Dapeng a thumbs up.
William took a corner kick, Zhuoyang ignored Neymar at all, Jesus and the little guys saw Pengpeng suddenly running from the middle to the front post and then in front of the goal post, and immediately followed him.
The distance was a bit far, and he couldn't reach it if he wanted to compete with Pengpeng for a header, but this obviously couldn't be difficult for Zhuoyang. He and Pengpeng took off at the same time, one after the other. Pengpeng was grabbing the point, and Zhuoyang blocked him with his big head. The line in front of the swinging door.
The 31-year-old Pengpeng is a veteran. He seems to know what Boss Zhuo is doing behind his butt. He does not flick the header or hit it, but touches it lightly. The arc is not high. The football just passes Zhuo Yang's top and the ball speed is also high. Unhappy, it fluttered down toward the front goalpost.
This player is so smart in handling the ball. If he hadn't been bad for fifteen years, he would never have been able to do such a stupid thing.
Because he was blocked by Zhuoyang, the Chinese players thought that Pengpeng could only point the ball inside the arc and the white spot area, because there are Neymar and Jesus there, or he could hit the back post with more force, and Paulinho would Haunted.
So the fact that he was so naughty to me that I didn't go in was beyond everyone's expectation, even his teammates. Only his partner Tixi had a clear understanding.
As the apprentice of Grandpa Mo Tesak, Pengpeng has scored a lot of headers over the years. The defender who is better at scoring headers than him is Tisci. These two guys are a deadly duo when it comes to set kicks. Tons and Laporte are nothing compared to them.
Tixi suddenly appeared at the front goal post, and he was in the small penalty area. Yan Junlin was stunned.
This damn empty door is so close! Not to mention hitting it with your head, it can get in even if you blow, spit, or fart.
At critical moments, you have to look at Zhuo Yang.
In fact, he had nothing to do. He even stared at Pengpeng in front of him after taking off, so he didn't know what was going on behind him. Moreover, even if he saw Tixi jumping into the empty space, he could only stare at it from 5 meters away.
Being teased by such a thieves as Peng Peng, Zhuo Yang just subconsciously kicked his body.
The football went over the top, and Zhuo Yang suddenly had an inspiration in the air. He immediately arched his body in a Dunhuang flying style. To put it bluntly, he lowered his waist in the air.
But it's obviously in vain. Roots can't take root in the air. Even if the body is folded, the upper body has to go down as much as the legs and feet can go up. The sole of the foot is just a little bit off, but it doesn't change the trajectory of the football.
But this time, Tixi was seriously shaken. For such a brief moment, he was suddenly startled and it was too late to make any moves to chase the falling football.
Not to mention holding the top of the head, it is too late to blow, spit, and fart.
The football was about to fall to the ground, so Tixi relied on his body's instinctive reaction to reluctantly and awkwardly kneel down and use his thigh to cushion it.
The football swayed and was lifted up by him. It crookedly hit the upright half of the way. It bounced back and just fell into the arms of Yan Junlin, who was in a strange and helpless posture.
Tixi: "..."
The reverse-arching Feitianzhuo came back with a 'pop' and landed on the ground with a 'pop'.
"Lao Zhuo, you will have too much."
"Hey, the main thing is the integration of waist and horse."
The Chinese team escaped a disaster, and then the two sides continued to fight back and forth. The competition mainly occurred in the midfield, and both sides squeezed the formation very flat.
Brazil deployed a 4-3-3 and 4-4-2 swing formation today. It depends on the position of right winger/wing midfielder William. The Chinese team is similar. From left to right in the midfield, C Zhe, Li Ke, Kadasi,
You Deshui, Zhuoyang and Exxon are in front, but they will take turns to retreat, forming a shadow forward or even an attacking midfielder in the midfield.
In the 12th minute, Maro took the ball from the backcourt and hit it in the middle. Li Ke pushed it back to the wing for You Deshui.
Taking advantage of Maro and Marcelo running side by side, You Laoguan turned to Kadashi in the middle.
Exon returned to receive the ball, and while running, he directly sent a through ball from the opposite angle to the middle. Zhuoyang crossed with him vertically and passed the ball with a fried ball.
Stepping on the top of the arc and not waiting for Pengpeng to bully him, Zhuoyang decisively pulled out his foot and slashed to the ground. The feeling of this shot was very good. He aimed at the blind corner and walked away. It felt like it should be there.
No.
Pengpeng is 190cm tall but has 18cm tall legs. He is a bit like the yoga master Darcy in the classic arcade game "Street Fighter".
Hong Ga Haier! Peng Peng took out his long legs and barely blocked it. As a result, he hit the sole of his shoe with his stick-to-the-ground chop. He was hung up by the spikes and he changed direction and flew out of the bottom line.
Zhuo Yang really wanted to beat Peng Peng to the sky with a "gas-consuming heel".
"Peng, you will have more and more."
"Don't talk to me yet, I just got into trouble, s—"
"You, who is that..." Zhuo Yang pointed to the door: "Come here and rub it for your Brother Peng."
Alisson was instantly excited and his eyes were shining. If Tixi hadn't scolded him, he would have taken off his gloves.
The corner kick changed hands, and it was replaced by Pengpeng sticking closely to Zhuoyang.
You Laoguan fired, and Zhuo Yang suddenly thrust forward in the same way, basically in the same position as Pengpeng's "chicken thief rub" just now. But Pengpeng was not a commoner, and he was not thrown away by Zhuo Boss.
The two brothers took off side by side. Pengpeng is no longer the piece of paper that fell down when the wind hit him 15 years ago. On the contrary, physical confrontation has become one of his advantages. Even if Zhuoyang is arrogant, he can't take advantage of the hard steel.
His is cheap.
Of course, Pengpeng couldn't do it even if he wanted to get a break above Zhuoyang's head comfortably.
As a result, the two of them fought in the air and gritted their teeth. In the end, they interfered with each other and neither of them hit the football.
There were red and yellow crowds scattered in front, middle and behind the goal. Feiniao and Jesus were guarding near the front goalpost. Zhuoyang and Pengpeng missed together. Neither side expected that the football floated past them and fell quickly. Feiniao and Jesus
Si subconsciously shook his head to rescue him.
Both of them stood on tiptoes, Feiniao's head was thrown in and out, and Jesus showed his forehead and smashed it outward.
‘Bang~~~~’
The heads of the two guys hit each other first, but the force wasn't very strong, so it wouldn't cause anyone to open the gun on the spot, and it might not even hurt much.
But in this way, what was originally a clearance that looked for the ball turned into a passive attack that looked for the ball.
The beans are boiling and the bean basket is burning. The beans are weeping in the cauldron. We are all from Manchester. What are you making a fuss about?
Chapter completed!