On the evening of August 31, the Wuhan Sports Center was packed with people and all seats were occupied.
Flags were waving at the top of the stands on all sides, and drums were beating loudly at the bottom of the stands. The fans' cheers followed the drum beats.
Before the game even started, the Uzbek players warming up on the field felt the pressure from the home fans.
This game is important to China, and it is also a game that cannot be lost to Uzbekistan.
They are currently ranked third in the group with 12 points. If they cannot win this game, they will probably miss the World Cup.
Because their opponent in the last game was the powerful South Korea.
Although they are playing at home, they are not sure of victory.
"Uzbekistan is a typical Nordic team's tactics, emphasizing physical confrontation, using abilities in confrontation, and using the advantage of high-altitude confrontation in the penalty area to attack the opponent. Our biggest problem in this game is to break through Uzbekistan's defense!"
"Yes, it can be seen from the past few games that Uzbekistan is not afraid of confrontation and is good at confrontation. It pays great attention to tactical discipline and overall cooperation! In this regard, our players have suffered a bit!"
"Well! Their strongest thing is the team's defense. The two central defenders, Klimets and Ismailov, have good physical confrontation and air defense capabilities, as well as the ability to set the ball and score from behind.
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"Quick counterattacks and set pieces are their weapons to score goals, so the key to this game is how Lippi can limit Uzbekistan's quick counterattacks."
In the live broadcast room, Zhan Jun, Zhang Lu and the three invited guests were chatting with each other.
The other three guests in this game are Sun Jihai, Yang Chen, and Shao Jiayi.
The five of them looked relaxed and chatting, but in fact they were still a little worried and nervous inside.
Apart from the home court advantage, from a clear analysis, the national football team does not have any advantage.
Even if you have a super midfielder who can outshine the opposing team.
Anyone who pays a little attention to the national football team in China now knows what kind of juncture their own team is at.
As long as they can crush Uzbekistan's third place, they will probably sit directly in the second place in Group A and go straight to next year's World Cup in Russia.
It’s not scary to have no hope!
The scary thing is that when you see a ray of light, but in the next second someone kills that ray of light alive, that is the most despairing thing.
Yang Chen felt his palms were a little wet and couldn't help but shook his head and laughed.
This daydream that countless Chinese people have been dreaming about for fifteen years since 2002 depends on the remaining two games.
This was the first time in fifteen years that he felt that he was so close to that top stage.
On the field, Mo Yang finished his warm-up and walked back to the locker room with Bai Lele.
"Moyang!"
"Moyang!"
"..."
As soon as he reached the entrance of the players' tunnel, Mo Yang heard an old and hoarse voice calling him, seemingly very excited.
Mo Yang stopped and looked up, and began to search in the stands on both sides of the aisle.
Then he saw an old man with a white beard wearing a cowboy hat and a five-star red flag.
Mo Yang raised his hand and responded with a smile, thinking that this old man was quite fashionable.
"Moyang, I, I, can we go to Russia?"
The old man was lying on the fence, with most of his body stretched out. His face was flushed, and his tone was very complicated. There was fear and worry in his somewhat cloudy eyes, but mostly there was expectation.
Hearing what the old cowboy said, Mo Yang was stunned for a moment, then he didn't say anything, smiled, raised his hand and patted the national flag on his chest before walking into the passage.
"Hey, the old man is here too!"
"Isn't this nonsense? How many times has this old man missed a national football match in the past few decades?"
"Yes! In the eyes of the old man, no matter how weak the national football team is, it is his own child and will always be the best!"
Seeing this scene, the barrage in the live broadcast room suddenly became dense.
Li Wengang, as long as he is a fan of the national football team, everyone knows this old man. He is known as the "Fans Emperor" among Chinese fans.
He is also a controversial person, but no one can deny his love for football.
In the locker room, Lippi was doing pre-war mobilization.
"Want to go to Russia?"
"Want to know what level of event the World Cup is?"
"I tell you, that is a world-class stage that any player dreams of!"
"There are top coaches there and the best players on the planet!"
"Kill them and we can go to Russia..."
Everyone in the locker room listened to Lippi's impassioned speech, and no one could remain calm.
At this moment, everyone's heart is filled with excitement and the urge to go on the field and win the game.
Since the end of the last round, Wu Lei and the others were so overwhelmed by the pie dropped by South Korea that they almost fainted from happiness.
Before Mo Yang came back, they had no idea that they would actually have a chance to be on the World Cup stage, and they didn't even have the slightest extravagant hope.
As a result, since Mo Yang joined the team, they have defeated powerful enemies and their luck has improved.
At eight o'clock in BJ time, the game officially started.
But Mo Yang was sitting on the bench. Only a small number of fans complained about Lippi's decision to put Mo Yang on the bench. Most fans said it was understandable. Everyone knew that before Mo Yang came back
We have just experienced an extremely fierce war of attrition.
If he plays hastily and gets injured, it will not only affect this game, but also the next game against Syria.
After the game started, Lippi stood on the sidelines and observed for a few minutes, then returned to the coaching bench and sat with a smile on his lips.
Uzbek's style of play was exactly as he expected before the game.
Uzbekistan's formation in the away game is 532, just waiting for them to attack, and when they get the opportunity, they drive straight in to counterattack, directly skipping the midfield and attacking the goal.
The gameplay is very simple and practical.
When encountering this kind of team, an ordinary head coach would definitely shrink the defense and not dare to press heavily in case the opponent counterattacks.
But who is Lippi, a master tactician? He wants to do the opposite.
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BJ Shorty's home.
Seeing Mo Yang sitting on the bench frequently appear in the camera, Wang Rongrong, who was sitting next to Xiao Di, was happy. She pointed at the TV and said: "The real person is better looking than the photo, but his smile is silly. You can tell by his face that he is a kid."
Someone who is easy to get along with makes people feel at ease and has good vision."
"Pfft!" Xiao Di, who was sitting next to Wang Rong, laughed, "Mom, your comment is really to the point. I felt so stupid when I first met him."
"What's good!" Xiao Hongwen glanced at Xiao Di with a look of displeasure on his face, and shouted loudly with a drooping face, "You didn't see him hitting people on the court! This kid is probably a violent person in life.
mad!"
Xiao Di rolled his eyes at his father, feeling a little dumbfounded.
She didn't dare to defend Mo Yang, because as long as she showed an attitude of protecting Mo Yang, her father would definitely be more energetic and catch Mo Yang to death.
Ever since he found out that he and Mo Yang were in love, and saw the scene of the two kissing on the court, although this stubborn old man didn't object openly, he would always criticize Mo Yang when he got the opportunity.
Sentence, it looks like I just feel unhappy with him.
"Old Xiao, didn't you keep telling me that you are a die-hard fan of Moyang some time ago?" Wang Rong looked at her husband with a teasing look on her face, "You keep telling me how good Moyang is at football every day!
Why don’t you like it all of a sudden? It’s really weird!”
"Really?" Xiao Di's eyes widened. He didn't expect to hear such exciting news, "My dad is a fan of Mo Yang?"
Xiao Hongwen looked embarrassed when his wife choked him. He coughed a few times and pretended to watch the game as if nothing had happened.
Seeing Xiao Di and Xiao Ma next to each other, they were overjoyed.