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Chapter 34 Upset! (Please collect!)

"Defend them! On the right, Mateo go up and intercept him!"

"pass it to me!"

"The line of defense moves to the right, quick! Move fast!"

Duran Bob continued to command loudly. He was the pillar of the defense and the leader of the defense line. He needed to command his teammates and resist waves of attacks from the opponent.

However, even so, Hoffenheim's defense is on the verge of collapse.

The fans may not feel it, but for Duran Bob and others, they feel extremely deeply.

Faster!

harder!

More unity!
This is the most intuitive feeling given to them by the Bundesliga team.

The pace of play is very fast, and they almost couldn't adapt to it at the beginning. Every time they pass, they can always get close to the gap and the gap, and Hoffenheim can barely block it.

This kind of feeling is an amateur team, no. Even the high-level regional teams can't give them.

This is the strength of the German third tier.

boom! !

A Hoffenheim player collided with a Saarbrücken player on the wing.

Both were wrestling, but it was obvious that the thinner Saarbrücken player had the upper hand.

At the last moment, the Hoffenheim player barely kicked the ball out of the field.

Seeing this scene, Gray and other Hoffenheim players were a little shocked.

Lalique actually lost in the wrestling. You know, he is the champion of the club, and Hoffenheim is recognized as the most powerful player.

But even so, Lalique still lost to a Saarbrücken player who was half a head shorter than him and who was obviously thin.

This made the Hoffenheim players feel incredible.

At the coach's bench, Koch also noticed this scene, and couldn't help feeling: "The gap in experience!"

In the arena, Lalique was a little annoyed.

He didn't know where he lost, and why he was taken advantage of by an opponent who was obviously weaker than him.

He was a little confused. Could it be that the players in the third tier league were getting stronger the thinner they were?
"Fool!"

At this time, a Hoffenheim player ran over.

His name is Silva, and he is a left back who has just been loaned from Rheinberg.

I saw Silva raised his hand, pointed at his palm, and cursed; "Use your palm to support his lower back, don't let him stick his butt up for you!"

Just as Lalique was about to refute, Saarbrücken had already kicked the sideline.

The Saarbrücken player who was still entangled with him rushed towards Silva.

The two collided and wrestled again.

But the obvious difference is that Silva actually pushed him towards the sideline. In the end, the player took advantage of the trend and Silva immediately raised his hand to indicate that he did not foul.

The referee awarded a free kick.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Lalique found Silva, put his palm on his butt, and asked; "Is that so?"

Silva's face turned green, and he jumped up and cursed, "Faye! Get out! Don't touch my ass!"

Lalique said a little wronged: "Isn't that so!"

"Yes, yes, yes!" Silva quickly perfunctory, and then ran to his position to defend.

While on the spot, Lalique tried twice more, feeling that he understood a little bit.

Hoffenheim once again withstood Saarbrucken's attack.

At this time, the time has come to 41 minutes, and there are still 4 minutes before the end of the first half.

Saarbrücken decided to organize a wave of offense. If this offense does not work, then save energy and exert strength in the second half.

Saarbrucken's attack still started from the left.

This also caused Lalique to confront the Saarbrucken player again.

Seeing Lalique, the Saarbrücken player smiled and leaned slightly sideways. At the same time, he lowered his center of gravity and pouted his buttocks. This trick he has tried repeatedly.

And in his cognition, this big stupid Hoffenheim man will not take advantage of his body at all except for his strong body.

This is a rookie.

Just when the Saarbrücken player was complacent, he suddenly turned green and shouted out loudly.

The Saarbrucken player fell to the ground clutching his buttocks.

Lalique raised his hands with an innocent look on his face.

The referee ran over, and the Saarbrücken player quickly complained: "He pinched my ass!"

Lalique shook his head like a rattle, and said, "I didn't! He framed me!"

Saarbrucken gets another free kick.

The Saarbrücken player looked at Lalique with a gloomy gaze. He felt his butt was still hurting.

Lalique found Silva proudly, and said, "I have learned."

Silva looked at Lalique with a strange expression, took two steps back, and said, "Did you pinch him?"

Lalique nodded and said, "I feel that pinching his butt is more effective than pushing his waist!"

Silva secretly slandered: You are such a fucking genius!

The first half of the game is over, Hoffenheim fans feel unfinished, but Saarbrucken fans feel a little weird.

It's already half time, why haven't we scored yet.

On the broadcast channel of the German TV German Cup, the commentator Polly said enthusiastically; "The first half of the game has passed, but Saarbrücken still failed to break through Hoffenheim's goal. This amateur team is better than we imagined. In fact, their defense is very good. I even have a feeling that this game will be a big upset!"

The Saarbrucken fans who were watching TV yelled and cursed.

What crack say!

How could it be an upset.

However, they were cursing, but they felt a little uneasy in their hearts.

Probably not!
Soon the second half will begin.

Hoffenheim still put out a bus at the door.

Saarbrucken's offensive was more ferocious than in the first half, hitting Hoffenheim's penalty area wave after wave.

Hoffenheim is like a boat in a raging tide, in danger of capsizing at any time, but they have been standing firm.

Seeing this scene, the Saarbrücken fans consoled themselves.

The game time came to 60 minutes,

Saarbrucken fans: We are not in a hurry, play slowly!
The game time came to 70 minutes.

Saarbrucken fans: There are still 20 minutes, just score a goal and win!

The game time came to 80 minutes.

The Saarbrücken fans finally couldn't stand it anymore, they roared in their hearts:
What are you doing?
What is this for? ! !
Give me a goal!Goal!You asses! !

The game time came to 90 minutes.

Saarbrücken fans: Nima, you won't be dragged into overtime, right?A penalty shootout is also possible!

Facing an amateur team all the time, and then being dragged into overtime or a penalty shootout, it's a shame.

Sure enough, Saarbrücken invested more troops in the attack during stoppage time.

But a large number of troops are invested in the attack, which also means that the rear is empty.

Duran Bob seized the opportunity, used his body to attack the Saarbrücken player, grabbed the key ball, and slammed it to Morsi in front.

"Mursi, run!!"

Morsi naturally knew what to do.

In fact, he didn't take a single shot in the entire 90 minutes of the game, and he was forced to participate in the defense.

Now, the team finally won such an offensive opportunity for him. As the top scorer, all he needs to do is make a final decision.

Morsi's running speed is not fast, but the Saarbrücken players also played for 90 minutes, and they were unable to run at full speed when their physical fitness was severely reduced.

Morsi ran in front and was double-teamed by Saarbrucken players from the left and right.

In the stands, the Hoffenheim fans were all heartbroken.

They pursed their parched lips and stared at Morsi.

I saw that when the two were about to approach, Morsi suddenly flicked the ball to the left, and suddenly accelerated and rushed over.

The two Saarbrücken defenders were startled. They never expected that this guy could still accelerate.

One of the Saarbrücken players tried to reach out and grab the corner of Morsi's shirt, but Morsi twisted his waist to avoid it and successfully broke through the defense.

Seeing this scene on the German TV station, the commentator Polly exclaimed: "God, Morsi broke through. Is the upset really going to happen? This Hoffenheim really brought us a big surprise. They held on for 90 minutes. At the last moment, they want to win the game and kick the Bundesliga team back to their hometown!"

"Morsi has entered the penalty area, he is slowing down. Saarbrucken goalkeeper Lorca took the initiative, what will Morsi do?"

"Morsi adjusts in small steps, he is calm, picks the ball!! - goalkeeper Lorca fails to touch the ball, the ball is in! The ball is in! The ball is in!"

"Goooooooooooooooooooooaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!!!!"

"Mursi!! Morsi!"

"God, he helped the team win at the last moment!!"

"Hoffenheim, an amateur team, overthrew a Bundesliga team!!"

"I think, after today, the whole of Germany will know that in a corner of Baden-Württemberg, there is such a club called Hoffenheim!!"

After finishing speaking, Polly took off the earphones and jumped up dancing.

Watching this match was a thrill.

Whenever Hoffenheim felt that they couldn't stand Saarbrücken's attack, they could always magically save the situation.

And at the last moment, they beat Saarbrucken!

This is simply awesome!

'Jürgenstadion' is equally insane.

The Hoffenheim fans jumped to their feet, their enthusiasm instantly ignited.

They couldn't believe it, they beat a Bundesliga team.

This was unimaginable before.

Everyone was shouting, the cheers gradually resonated, and finally a huge sound broke out.

Hoffenheim! !Long live! ! ——

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