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Chapter 106 I can definitely do it!

Yang Yang had long expected that one day he would have to face the opponent's close-up, but he never thought that this day would come so soon.

Facing Van Halen's close defense, he really didn't know what kind of reaction he should give.

happy?

It is indeed a bit, after all, this is a targeted tactic from the Eredivisie giants Feyenoord.

But more is still helpless, because he hopes to help the team more.

In less than 10 minutes, Yang Yang tried many ways to catch the ball, but he was not able to get rid of Van Halen once.

The Feyenoord left-back gave Yang Yang the feeling that when van Marwijk sent him on the field, his only task was to keep up with Yang Yang, and he could do nothing else.

Faced with such a defensive method, Yang Yang really has no effective way.

He and his teammates tried to retreat and hit behind, but none of them worked.

Van Halen's defensive strategy is, if he can abide by the rules, he will foul, and his foul actions are very secretive. The referee will whistle, but he will not give a card, and he will not even give a warning.

It was the first time Yang Yang met such a difficult opponent.

And he also knew that this was a test for him.

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"De Jong is still not active enough on the right."

In the grandstand of the Amsterdam Arena, technical director Van Gaal frowned deeply and sighed.

Yang Yang was closely watched by Van Halen in the frontcourt. If De Jong could step forward to help, Ajax's attack on the right would be better, but De Jong always stayed behind.

The upside, of course, is that Van Persie, Feyenoord's genius, will struggle to gain space.

"If Trabelsi is here, I believe he should be more courageous." Chairman Van Prager said.

Van Gaal nodded slightly, sometimes it is risky to attack.

Ajax's football philosophy is creativity and adventurous spirit, but De Jong is a defensive player.

"What went wrong in the negotiations over Brazil?" Van Prager asked with concern.

Tunisia performed very well in the Africa Cup of Nations. Judging from the current situation, it is difficult for Trabelsi to return to the team for at least half a month. The original plan of Ajax was to introduce a right back before the winter break, and Maurinho of Cruzeiro had been locked, but the transfer still failed to complete.

This led to Koeman having to let De Jong play right back in this game.

"Cruzeiro knew we were in a hurry, and the asking price was a bit high, and their willingness to sell Maurinho was not very strong." Van Gaal explained lightly, "You know, we won't pay too much for a right back."

Van Prager nodded helplessly. Anyway, the transfer market was closed, and it was too late even if he wanted to sign in.

"We still have to do it quickly. Trabelsi performed very well in the African Cup of Africa. It is estimated that we will not be able to keep it this summer."

"Don't worry, Brazil is full of talent and we are looking at alternatives."

Van Prager responded with a reluctant smile, "The other three teams in the semi-finals of the Dutch Cup are not strong. If we can beat Feyenoord in this game, we are the most likely to win the championship."

Van Gaal understood what Van Prager meant. The league was very entangled with PSV Eindhoven. There was no hope for the Champions League. It was a blessing to be able to enter the knockout round. Only by winning the Dutch Cup as soon as possible can Ajax have a stable foundation in this turbulent season.

"He has never disappointed me and I'm sure tonight will be the same."

"You have full confidence in him."

"Of course, if one day I leave Ajax to coach another team, the first person I want to buy is him."

A strange color flashed in Van Prager's eyes. He knew that Van Gaal was not a fool. On the contrary, Van Gaal was very smart and saw things very clearly, but he was a bit lonely and out of place.

"Then you should hurry up and renew the contract with him." Van Prager laughed.

The implication was that Van Gaal had to personally cut off his thoughts.

Van Gaal also smiled slightly.

Inside the stadium, the referee finally blew the whistle for the end of the game.

After 3 minutes of stoppage time, the routine nine 10-minute game finally came to an end.

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"That guy is very dirty and has a lot of little tricks."

Yang Yang squeezed the water bottle vigorously, letting the water flow into his mouth from the nozzle, and vaguely introduced the situation he was facing to Luther Carroll.

"That's right, it's normal to be dirty." Luther Carroll was not surprised at all. "You know, professional football is all about killing opponents. Victory is everything. If you can't win, you won't be recognized for anything you do, understand?"

Yang Yang nodded vigorously, he is not pedantic, although he disdains to do some things he is not used to, not to mention he doesn't like losing at all, he hates losing.

"I told you that you will encounter this kind of situation sooner or later. The opponents in the previous games did not know you well, and some teams may not even have studied you at all, but tonight is different. Feyenoord must have studied you very deeply. You must be mentally prepared for the difficulty of the game."

Yang Yang nodded heavily, even if he didn't have it before, he must have it now.

"Now you are the most physically fit member of the team and the team's last hope. How to open up the situation on the right, you must have enough thinking, keep a clear mind at all times, and absolutely not mess up. The more critical the moment, the more calm you will be."

Yang Yang drank the water and kept nodding.

Luther Carroll patted Yang Yang on the shoulder lightly, motioning him to go in front of Ronald Coman.

There is only a 5-minute break between regular games and overtime, and you cannot go back to the locker room. Everything must be explained clearly on the court.

The head coach Koeman gave Yang Yang the last valuable substitution. The answer is very clear. He is pinning the team's last hope on Yang Yang. Therefore, for Ajax now, the most important thing is how to activate Yang Yang.

Koeman asked Zlatan Ibrahimovic and Sneijder to move closer to Yang Yang's side as much as possible, trying to give more support, and try more behind the ball, so that Yang Yang can hit the front side instead of always getting the ball with his back.

"I've tried several times, but they all failed." Ned shook his head panting.

The game lasted 10 minutes, and everyone's physical energy was almost exhausted.

Coman also frowned, turned to look at Yang Yang, "Yang, what suggestion do you have?"

Yang Yang looked at his teammates around him, and he found that everyone was looking at him. Captain Van der Vaart is notoriously poor in physical fitness, and now his face is a little pale, and he doesn't know if he can survive the overtime game, which made him feel the pressure on his shoulders.

He also came on as a substitute at the last minute in the final Champions League group match against Bruges, but the situation at that time was completely different from now. At that time, everyone gave up and no one had high hopes for him, but now, everyone is watching him, waiting for him to give an answer.

If he said now that he was not sure, the morale of the whole team would plummet, and the game would have been lost without even playing.

But he can't say that.

It's not his style.

He wants to win, and he hates losing.

"Everyone doesn't need to get closer to me. It's best to save your energy. I expand my range of motion and pull more to the opponent's ribs. As long as I can get a little time and space, I can bring the ball out."

When Yang Yang said this, his expression was extremely firm and confident, and there was no twinkle in his eyes.

He is really sure.

Of course, the premise is that he has time and space.

If he was still clinging to Van Halen as he was just now, he really had no other way.

"Are you physically fit?" Coman asked.

"No problem." Yang Yang replied confidently.

As early as in Almere, physical fitness and speed were his advantages.

"How sure are you?" Koeman asked.

Everyone once again set their sights on Yang Yang, and they were all waiting for hope in their eyes.

"I can do it!" Yang Yang gritted his teeth without hesitation.

Ronald Koeman looked deeply at Yang Yang, hesitated for a moment, finally gritted his teeth, nodded and said: "Okay, then do as you said, I believe you can do it."

As soon as the head coach expressed his opinion, no one else had any opinions.

At this moment, Yang Yang is the only one in the team who has the ability to bring the ball to the frontcourt.

"Brother, I'll be waiting for you in front, as long as you bring the ball out and pass it to me, I promise to kill him!" Ibrahimovic was also extremely tired, but he still gritted his teeth.

Although he has already scored a goal, he played this game quite depressingly.

"I'll be ready at the end of the day," Wesley Sonk promised.

"I'll pass the ball to you." After high-fiving Yang Yang, Sneijder hugged each other.

"I will slow down and play the second wave." Van der Vaart also expressed his position.

"Leave it to me later." This is De Jong.

"Good brother." Vermaelen came over, didn't say anything, just hugged Yang Yang.

At this moment, the Belgian central defender really understood why Yang Yang was able to integrate into the first team so quickly and was accepted by everyone, because he dared to take responsibility at critical moments.

Success and failure are common things on the football field, but responsibility at critical moments is the most valuable trait of a player, and Vermaelen has seen this from Yang Yang.

At the same time, there is also a strong desire to win revealed in his tone and demeanor.

At such a time in the game, what the players need most is often no longer those so-called skills and tactics. Those things can no longer help the team at all. What everyone needs is hope.

A hope that everyone believes in.

"Come on, everyone, let's work hard together. I believe that the final victory must belong to us."

Coach Ronald Koeman came over and held out his right hand.

Yang Yang, Zlatan Ibrahimovic, Sneijder and other players stretched out their hands one after another, and they fell on the backs of the coach and teammates. Everyone stood in a circle, palms overlapped, and shouted in unison, "Come on! Come on!! Come on!!!"

With everyone shaking their hands vigorously, the Ajax players walked back to the pitch.

In the stands, Ajax fans also felt the determination of the players. The shouts and cheers became louder, resounding throughout the Amsterdam Arena.

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