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Chapter 118 Our Records

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When Delgado and Eto'o stood in the middle circle and were ready to kick off, Aragones stood up from the bench and walked to the sidelines, put his index fingers in his mouth, and let out a sharp whistle!

When the Mallorca players on the field turned their heads to look, Aragones suddenly stretched out his right thumb and gestured downward.

There was an uproar on the field.

"Wow!" A Racing Santander fan in the stands said in amazement: "Their coach actually made such a gesture to the players!"

The other fans were also talking about it. Aragones is worthy of being the "iron-blooded coach" of La Liga. It is really rude to be "greeted" by him when a player loses the ball.

At this time, even the members of Racing Santander looked at Aragones with something different in their eyes.

Under everyone's gaze, Aragones walked back and sat down as if no one else was there, and the assistant coach next to him looked at him with almost admiring eyes: "Coach, you are so great, you can even think of such a gesture , I think their players must think that our players will have an impact!"

Aragones snorted: "I hope so, but I don't know if I can hide it from the guy on the other side." Then he added: "But... as long as you hide it from them on the field The players can do it.”

During the conversation between the two, the game on the field had restarted. After Mallorca lost the ball, he was humiliated by gestures from the coach. It seemed that the players had lost their desire to attack and looked weak. The nervous Racing Santander players also breathed a sigh of relief.

Taking advantage of his illness to kill him, contacting the gesture made by Aragones just now, the Racing Santander team members immediately knew what they should do - Beschanic waved his hand: "Brothers! They are not stable now , Go! Get rid of them!"

"Okay!" Racing Santander's momentum rose sharply. They immediately cut off Mallorca's ball and started to attack. They were aggressive for a while, and they seemed to want to take Mallorca down in one fell swoop.

"Not good!" Manzano jumped up. His original strategy was to continue to defend after scoring a goal, seize the opportunity to counterattack, and kill the opponent's fighting spirit bit by bit, but now...

He wanted to command the players to return to the defense loudly, but the players who had been dazzled by their fighting spirit couldn't listen at all, and even if they heard it, they would just sneer—why?We clearly have the advantage and return to defense?

And his voice was also buried in the shouts of the fans-the fans held back almost the entire first half, and finally saw the team's aggressive attack, so why not cheer desperately?
Both the players and the fans of Racing Santander have overlooked one thing. The current situation is basically a replica of just now. Although Mallorca seems to be beaten helplessly, but the defense is extremely layered. Santander Tander Athletic has almost no good shooting opportunities.

The two full-backs also pressed up—it was the coach who only arranged three offensive players. How could such a weak offense score?

They have completely forgotten that it was a counterattack by three players just now that made the team score the only goal.

Manzano, the only sober coach, seemed so faint. After shouting in vain, he finally gave up. He could only ask God to let the first half pass like this.

Racing Santander suddenly hit the ball to the left after attacking the center for a period of time, ready to catch Mallorca by surprise. Munitis took the ball from the side, and he wanted to break through the opponent's defense at his best speed.

A shadow followed him closely and started a sprint race with him. It was Pablo, who was also a Spanish international with him.

Although Munitis was a little faster, he had the ball under his feet, so instead of throwing Pablo away, Pablo seized his distracted opportunity and sent him a clean tackle. The ball breaks!
Pablo stood up immediately after stealing the ball and handed the ball to Campano in front.

Campano was not sloppy, and passed the ball straight to Pei Wei, who was cruising in front. At the same time, Eto'o, Delgado and Ibagaza shot all three arrows and went straight to the half of Racing Santander. Mallorca counterattack!

Ismail went up to meet him. He didn't go up in the attack just now, because the player's intuition told him that there was no need to force the attack at the end of the first half, and defense was the priority. Obviously his The judgment is correct.

Pei Wei approached him at high speed, and then the ball disappeared behind his right foot.

"Do you still use this method? I think you are just like this?" Ismail thought to himself.

Thinking about it, his movements were not slow at all, and he immediately leaned over with his whole body, trying to prevent Pei Wei from having a chance to make movements.

Seeing that Pei Wei had only two options to retreat or pass the ball, Pei Wei did not do so.

Ismail only felt that there was nothing in front of him. Pei Wei touched the ball with his left foot, turned around, and disappeared in front of him with the ball.

Massey back!When Ismail approached, Pei Wei had already used this skill lightly and passed Ismail's defense!

"This guy really is a genius!"

That's what Manzano was thinking at the time.

Good technique is not terrible, what is terrible is that Pei Wei can perfect his movements immediately after being cracked by the opponent. His "cloud mountain fog mask" is constantly being cracked by others, and at the same time it keeps getting stronger!

"Damn!" He Jin, who stayed up late watching the game in front of the TV, couldn't help cursing: "This kid, he's just like the Saint Warrior in that little Japanese manga! The same move won't work against him the second time. ?"

Putting aside the boring thoughts in He Jin's mind, Pei Wei's pressure was greatly relieved after passing Ismail's defense. In front of him, there were only three central defenders of Racing Santander who kept retreating!

Eto'o is on the right, Delgado is in the center, and Ibagaza is on the left. Mallorca's three assaulters are constantly advancing towards the hinterland of Racing Santander. The weak defensive defenders of Santander can only stare at each other .

Pei Wei quickly arrived in front of the opponent's penalty area. At this time, Eto'o and Delgado changed positions again. Eto'o arrived in the middle. When the opponent's defense was in chaos for a while, Pei Wei ignored the man and left. Overwhelmed Ibagaza's defender who was viciously pounced on him, and sent the ball to Eto'o's feet accurately!
The other two central defenders immediately stepped forward to block, but Eto'o didn't let the ball stay under his feet, but directly knocked the rolling ball to his back!

Ibagaza appeared behind him. Unguarded, he received the ball and easily entered the penalty area. Facing the goalkeeper who was attacking, he pushed an extremely fast ground ball, and the ball passed through the goalkeeper's armpit. , rolled into the goal!

A classic counterattack!Mallorca equalized the score less than 5 minutes after the opponent's goal!

Less than 1 minute after Mallorca scored, the referee blew his whistle and the first half ended, 1:1.

In the Santander lounge, Manzano watched his players stay silent until they all bowed their heads.

The players are very guilty, and now they have to admit that Manzano's strategy is very effective, but the players did not implement it well.

"This may be my last game at Racing Santander." Manzano said, but it was "a blockbuster".

The players raised their heads one after another. Although this has always been the result they wanted, it was too soon. This year's league has only played ten rounds and the coach is about to change?

Ismail was the most excited: "Why is this happening? Coach!"

Manzano glanced at Ismail, his eyes full of gratitude: "Mr. Chairman has given me an ultimatum. I will leave if I lose this game. I was sure, but now..."

The players knew what he meant. Manzano paused and continued: "Although the past six months at Racing Santander have not been very pleasant, and the relationship with you has not been handled well, I have to bear a lot of responsibility for this." Part of the responsibility, and now I apologize to everyone."

Looking at Manzano who bowed deeply, the players were a little overwhelmed.

Manzano raised his head and continued to say affectionately: "Even if I am a loser when I leave here, I still want to thank Racing Santander, because here, I have gained experience, which is something I can never learn in school. It will be a valuable asset for me in the future.”

"So, I hope everyone can leave me with a precious memory in the second half, please."

Someone knocked on the door outside, it was someone from the organizing committee: "Are you ready? The second half of the game is about to start."

"You go out first, I want to sit here for a while." Manzano said.

The team members went out one by one in silence, and Ismail who was the last to go out suddenly turned around and said loudly:
"Coach, I will not let you down!"

Manzano didn't say anything, just nodded.

After Ismail went out, Manzano lit a cigarette. He waited until the cigarette was completely burned out before standing up, opened the door and strode out.

Aragones leaned against the side of the awning, frowning tightly.

Ten minutes into the second half, he originally thought that Racing Santander would still maintain the style of play in the first half, strengthening defense and attacking at the same time, but now...

桑坦德竞技的阵型虽然依然是5-3-2，但是两名边后卫压得非常靠前，几乎已经变成了3-5-2！

Such a situation should be a good thing, but Racing Santander showed a completely different mental outlook from the first half, and instead suppressed Mallorca tightly!

And Ismail became a shadow beside Pei Wei in the second half, and Pei Wei didn't even get the ball a few times!
Munitis swayed on the left side of the penalty area. Before Pablo could react, he shot the goal. Franco hit the ball with both fists. Shot, the ball was blocked by Nino again with his body, and Nadal immediately cleared with his big foot.

Pei Wei relied on his speed to get rid of Ismail's marking and catch the ball. When Ismail approached from behind, he quickly pulled the ball back and dunked Ismail who was over the head. When he was about to charge forward with the ball, Ismail suddenly stretched out a foot from behind and poked the ball away.

Pei Wei looked back at Ismail, who gritted his teeth and said, "I won't let you get the ball again!"

"Okay!" Pei Wei smiled: "As long as you have the ability!"

Mallorca counterattacked again, Pablo handed the ball to Campano, Campano moved to Ibagaza's feet in a wide range, Ibagaza made a direct 45-degree cross, Delgado and that The big defender who had been staring at him jumped up together, and in the end Delgado's physical advantage prevailed, and he headed a tricky rebound!

"Wow!" The fans of Racing Santander slapped their hands frantically. Their goalkeeper just made a wonderful save and saved Delgado's inevitable header with a single palm!
But Mallorca's attack was not over yet - Eto'o rushed forward like lightning, and made up shots!
The applause of the Racing Santander fans stopped suddenly, and they held their breath-don't go in!
A defender ran desperately towards the goal, and his efforts finally paid off. Since Eto'o was disturbed by the opponent when he shot, the speed of the shot was not very fast. The ball rolling on the goal line was kicked out of the sideline!

"Okay!" Manzano shouted loudly, and his voice didn't stop on the sidelines for a moment.

"Fingerback! Don't be too withdrawn! Keep an eye on your defensive area! Jose! Remember that your position is the sweeper! Pay attention to filling in for your teammates! Ismail, keep an eye on that No. 10 for me! Don't do the rest Tube!"

The players on the field also carried out his orders meticulously, and the voice that usually sounded boring was so beautiful at this time.

"It's a pity..." Aragones sighed on the sidelines: "Why did Racing Santander rank last after such a performance? It seems that this is probably your last game, right? It's a pity that you Met us! No one can stop our seven-game winning streak! Let our players see you off with a game that convinces you!"

No. In the 70th minute, Pei Wei still sent a strike under the close marking of Ismail, but it was a pity that Delgado's shot went through the post.

No.705 minutes, Racing Santander's counterattack, a full-back's cross, but Bescanic's header hit the post hard...

No. 708 minutes, Ismail's long shot from the back row was firmly caught by Franco.

No. In the 80th minute, Eto'o broke through the defense of the opponent's two defenders in a row. Unfortunately, the last shot was easily obtained by the opponent's goalkeeper because his body was out of balance.

No.803 minutes, Campano kicked a ball from the side that looked like a pass and shot, and the ball fell to the far post.

In the second half, the two teams launched a confrontation. The fast transition between offense and defense made the fans happy, but the coaches of both sides were very anxious.

A draw is of no use to both sides, only victory is what they need.

"There's no time!" Pei Wei thought, and at the same time, Ismail's heavy breathing sounded in his ears.

"You're almost out of energy, aren't you?" Pei Wei thought triumphantly, "You'll have to pay a price for staring at me!"

"Is this guy a monster?" Ismail gasped and thought, "At least I followed this guy for nearly 7000 meters in the second half, and he can still be so relaxed! Doesn't it mean that his body is defective?"

"That was before!" Pei Wei seemed to see what he was thinking: "And my physical strength has always been very good. The only thing that was poor before was my lack of upper body strength! I can improve my physical strength by exercising. Have you tried Do you maintain your top speed for a full sprint of 1000 meters?"

Ismail's eyes widened, and he had only one thought now: Why didn't this guy join the special forces?
"Now look at me!" Pei Wei retreated a few steps, Campano immediately handed over the ball, and Pei Wei rushed up at high speed.

Ismail came forward with heavy steps. His physical strength was almost exhausted, and now he was only supported by a breath.

Pei Wei made several false moves in succession, and Ismail, whose physical strength was completely exhausted, barely kept up with a few steps, and was finally shaken by Pei Wei and fell on his back, and then held his own feet—— —He has a cramp.

Pei Wei ignored him and dribbled the ball to Racing Santander's penalty area.

The two guards rushed up immediately. Pei Wei glanced to the left and right, and the two guards followed suit unconsciously. Pei Wei immediately raised his speed to the highest and passed between the two guards. Then he kicked hard on the ground and jumped up, avoiding the No. 3 guard who came up with a flying shovel.

Now there is only a panicked goalkeeper left in front of him-Pei Wei has countless ways to score this goal.

Manzano closed his eyes, he could already foresee his own fate.

Pei Wei lured the opponent's goalkeeper to the ground with a light fake shot, and then he dunked the fallen goalkeeper and easily pushed the ball into the empty goal.

"GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOAL——" More than 3000 Mallorca fans roared loudly!

After scoring the goal, Pei Wei ran to the stands where the Mallorca fans gathered together with other players, and lifted up his jersey together, revealing the big characters that he had made the night before:

"The record is set by us!"

The cheers grew louder.

After the game restarted, Racing Santander launched several attacks, but Mallorca obliterated them one by one. With the referee's whistle, the game ended!

Seven consecutive victories!Mallorca makes new history!

(End of this chapter)