World Cup of Great Powers

Seeing that the high-altitude attack could not get through, and with no good solution, the Iranian team could only strengthen the long-range shots in the middle.

The Iranian team's long-range shots have never been bad.

Players like Bagheri and Madavikia have blasted the Chinese team's gate with long shots.

In the 21st minute, Iran's midfielder imitated his predecessor Bagheri, suddenly inserted in the middle, and kicked the ball hard!

This is a very high-quality long-range shot!

The speed of the ball was so fast that the defenders of the Chinese youth team in front of him didn't have time to fly to block the eye-catching.

But Yuanshen, who pursues power too much, has a less tricky angle.

An Qi only took one step sideways, and then opened her arms to welcome the ball in her arms.

Then, An Qi still carried out Zeng Zheng's tactics meticulously.

First he knelt on his knees, and then the whole person also fell forward.

Those Iranian players who quickly returned to defense looked back after running back to their respective positions, and An Qi over there hadn't gotten up yet.

It wasn't until the last second that the goalkeeper could hold the ball that An Qi chose to throw the ball to Eric Mu on the wing.

Maybe it was disgusted by the "Tai Chi style" of the China Youth Team.

This time, the Iranian players made a high press.

After Ericmu got the ball, he didn't take a few steps before he was greeted by the opponent's striker.

In addition to the striker, there are two other frontcourt players running separately to block Eric Wood's passing route.

You have Zhang Liangji, I have a wall ladder.

Under Zeng Zheng's yelling, the responding team members were always one more than the grabbing team members.

Coupled with Angie who is constantly running behind, in fact, every backcourt player who takes the ball has at least two safe passing routes to choose from.

After several side passes including the goalkeeper, the Iranian team's frontcourt has been completely out of touch with the backcourt.

Wang Xinxin saw the opportunity after receiving the ball, turned around and followed up with a ground ball diagonal pass!

The ball accurately rolled from the two Iranian team members to the feet of Yan Song who retreated to the middle to respond.

A textbook-like direct pass and oblique insertion!

At the same time, the three Chinese youth players in the frontcourt started immediately.

In the blink of an eye, a 3-on-4 frontcourt situation has been formed.

As Yan Song passed another diagonal pass with his foot on the ground, several Iranian defenders in front of him immediately raised their hands, indicating that the ball was offside first.

However, until Qu Bo rushed forward to catch the ball, the referee's whistle did not sound.

The anti-offside was successful!
Seeing the referee's reaction, the guards of the Iranian team didn't care and rushed towards Qu Bo.

But the speed of chasing coquettish years starts.

It's too late to chase after this time.

Qu Bo's speed is fast, and his dribbling speed is also fast.

The two defenders who were following him to eat exhaust gas were pulled further and further away.

Seeing that his teammates could not count on him, the goalkeeper of the Iranian team had no choice but to yell and abandon the goal.

At this time, Qu Bo has already dribbled the ball from the center to a position slightly to the right. If he wants to score a goal safely, it is best to hit a reverse with his right foot.

After making some adjustments, Qu Bo did indeed do so.

The Iranian goalkeeper quickly lowered his center of gravity and stretched his body diagonally against the turf.

He still couldn't reach the ball until his body fell heavily to the ground.

Although it is an anti-angle, the angle is too big, right?

Too big to be a shot!
It's not really a shot.

On the other side, Yu Tao patted his horse and rushed over.

He stretched out his foot before the Iranian defender's tackle, and lightly padded the ball into the goal.

"Yan Song went straight."

"Qubo!!"

"Successful anti-offside"

"Break into the restricted area."

"How to deal with it"

"Shoot it, cross it."

"Yu Tao!!!"

"Pretty!"

"The ball is in!"

"Facing an empty goal, Yu Tao easily scored the ball!"

"1 to 0!"

"At the 25th minute of the first half, the China Youth team used a quick break to open the door for the Iranian team."

"1 to 0, the China Youth Team is temporarily ahead!"

The moment Yu Tao stretched out his foot and easily pushed the ball into the empty goal, the Azadi Stadium fell silent for an instant.

All that could be heard was cheers from the corner.

That was the voice of a few thousand Chinese fans.

There is no way to compare with the boos of more than 9 home team fans.

The moment he touched the ball, Yu Tao had already confirmed that the ball would definitely go into the net.

So even if he was shoveled to the ground by the Iranian defender next, there was no expression of concern on his face.

He quickly got up and ran towards Qu Bo who slowed down and crossed the baseline.

The latter is standing on the baseline at the moment, with open arms waiting for his teammates to rush over.

"Come in, come in!!!"

"Beautiful shot!" Qu Bo laughed loudly.

Yu Tao jumped on Qu Bo's body, stretched out a finger towards the Iranian fans in the stands, and kept drawing circles in the air.

Hey!
Did you see it?

I just scored a goal.

Why are you silent?

Liu Jianhong also explained in response to the situation:

"Yu Tao's goal silenced [-] Iranian fans."

"Maybe they never dreamed that they would attack so many times around the gate of the China Youth Team."

"It will be us who will score the goal!"

"I have to say, the Chinese youth team's counterattack is too sharp!"

"Like a sharp scalpel, it accurately cut through the entire defense line of the opponent."

"Look, Zeng Zheng, the head coach of the China Youth Team, appeared in the camera."

"Judging from his calm expression, this goal seems to have been in his plan long ago"

"As expected of Coach Zeng."

"With him on the sidelines, when we face any team, we will have full confidence to beat the opponent."

The home team fell behind by one goal, and the Iranian team was even more anxious.

After the re-kick-off, the Iranian team launched a tidal offensive.

The Chinese youth team was also very decisive and recovered across the board.

Ai Likemu and Sun Xiang were on the left and the right, one of them was skilled and the other was fierce.

Two different defensive styles completely welded the wing to death.

Wang Xinxin and Wang Sheng lined up left and right, keeping the front of the penalty area tightly closed.

Behind them, Du Wei and Zhang Yaokun held their positions tightly, not giving up an inch of ground.

Even the forwards Qu Bo and Yu Tao formed a defensive chain in the midfield, constantly harassing the opponent with running.

If you are not careful, you will be approached by two people, waiting for an opportunity to steal the ball.

After several consecutive unsuccessful attempts, the Iranian midfielder did not dare to step forward easily, reducing the number of times he stepped forward to assist.

The speed of these two people is not covered!
If you let them run, you may not be able to hold them back.

Even so, An Qi did not dare to be careless.

The Iranian team's offensive methods are diverse, and the players are not lacking in skill and physicality.

In addition, this is their home court, and some physical contact is mostly at the expense of the middle and young players.

Facing the crazy attack of the opponent, the defense line of the China Youth Team was compressed to the front of the penalty area little by little.

In the 27th minute, Iran chose to break through from the right.

The right forward who pulled to the sideline did not choose to break through Sun Xiang's position, but directly passed the ball to the center of the penalty area.

The Iranian striker took a header and forced the goal from the front point.

Fortunately, An Qi reacted in time and pushed the ball out of the post with her palm.

Then the Iranian team took a corner kick and was cleared out of the penalty area by Du Wei.

In the 30th minute, the China Youth team was stuck by the opponent when they fell back.

Wang Xinxin fell to the ground with two opponents while protecting the ball, but in the end the referee just gave the opponent a simple verbal warning.

Xu Liang was so angry that she stepped forward to argue, but was issued a yellow card.

In the 34th minute, the Iranian team's frontcourt press once again achieved results.

After stealing the ball from Yan Song's feet, he was immediately distributed to the left to start the attack.

Ericmu stretched out his feet twice in a row to block the opponent's cross, and finally forced the opponent to break through the bottom. He kicked a low-quality cross, which was finally caught by An Qi.

Although the Chinese youth team has defended well on both sides.

However, the Iranian team discovered several times in the offense that, relatively speaking, the wing is still the weak link of the Chinese youth team's defense.

This is also impossible.

The natural disadvantage of wing defense.

The full-back usually has to wait for other teammates to come over and double-team before they can intercept the ball from the opposing winger.

In this way, the defense in the center will be relatively weakened.

At this moment, the offensively addicted Iranian team decisively chose to change direction after the wing attack was blocked.

Facing the ground ball pushed into the middle by their winger in advance, the Iranian team turned around to meet the ball, and at the same time stuck Xu Liang tightly with their bodies.

After the ball came, he followed the ball and turned most of his body.

Not only did he throw Xu Liang out all the time, but he also took the ball to face the goal of the China Youth Team.

It was this turn towards the ball that created a vacuum for a few seconds at the top of the arc for the China Youth Team.

Before the other middle and young players could make up for it, the Iranian midfielder stepped forward with the ball, swung his right foot decisively, and shot the ball hard!
This time, it was almost a 1V1 shot in front of the penalty area.

Angie swooped sideways and touched the ball with the index and middle fingers of her right hand.

But in the end, it still failed to stop the ball from moving forward.

With a strong remaining force, the ball went straight into the upper left corner of the goal.

"Wow~~~"

The moment his team equalized, a frenzied shout erupted from the Azadi Stadium.

The Iranian fans went crazy. They shouted and shouted desperately, cheering for this goal.

No. 8, who scored the goal, waved his fist fiercely, roared in his mouth, and then hugged other teammates tightly.

They also didn't expect that this goal would come so hard.

Almost before the end of the first half, the goal was scored with the hard work of the players.

Such a hard-won goal, of course they have to cheer.

On the sidelines of the court, both Tang Pengju and Chen Jingang looked unhappy.

Same as last semi-final.

He clearly took the lead in the first half, but was tied by his opponent at the last minute.

No one will be happy if this matter is put on anyone.

"TMD, almost, almost!"

"If we keep this for another 2 minutes, the first half will be over. With 1-0 into the intermission, our advantage in the second half will be much greater."

"Now that I'm done, I'm going to catch up with you. Time? Life? Alas!"

In order to celebrate this goal, Iranian fans began to play crowds in the stands.

The Chinese coaching staff shook hands and sighed one after another.

Obviously, the Chinese youth team has done a good enough defense.

Even their players failed to dribble into the penalty area again.

But with this long shot just now, God is undoubtedly on the side of the Iranians.

Shortly after the game restarted, the referee blew the whistle to end the first half.

1:1.

Neither side could do anything to win the other.

"It was a good first half."

As soon as he entered the room, Zeng Zheng took the lead in applauding a few times.

The players in the locker room glanced at each other, a little ashamed.

There is no problem with the tactics of the coaching staff.

But it was still scored.

That is the problem with their kicking.

In the face of Zeng Zheng's praise, the team members only thought that Zeng Zheng deliberately comforted them.

"Don't droop your face, I'm telling the truth."

Zeng Zheng stepped forward and patted the shoulders of the first row members one by one.

"Let me ask you a question first. In the second half, do you have the confidence to score one, two, or even more? Let's just end the game within 90 minutes?"

"Yes!!!" The players shouted in unison.

"What are you talking about? I can't hear you!"

Zeng Zheng tilted his head and put his hands next to his ears.

"Have confidence!!!"

"What are you talking about? I didn't hear you!" Zeng Zheng said the same thing again.

"Have confidence!!!!!"

This time, all the starting players who returned to the room stood up, shouted with all their strength.

Many people have blue veins on their necks because of too much force.

It looked terrifying.

"It's good to have confidence, then we will win."

After finishing speaking, Zeng Zheng came to the coach's seat like a normal person and sat down.

"You guys have a good rest first, Xiao Tao, bring those bananas, glucose, etc., to replenish the big guy's strength."

"We don't make substitutions in midfield."

"How to play in the first half, how to play in the second half."

"Okay, you all rest."

What Zeng Zheng said made the players and coaches look dumbfounded.

Everyone thought that after the old-fashioned mobilization just now, Zeng Zheng would impassionedly say a lot of things like boosting confidence.

Or take out a long-planned detailed explanation of the tactics, and give the opponent an unexpected blow in the second half.

But now, after the mobilization, Zeng Zheng did nothing.

It's like taking off your pants after opening a room, but the other party tells you that it's over.

Xu Tao arranged the supplies for the team members, while Tang Pengju approached Zeng Zheng and whispered what was going on.

"Coach Zeng, our momentum is like a rainbow! Don't you want to say a few more words?"

Zeng Zheng put on a question mark face, "What are you talking about? I've finished what I need to say!"

Tang Pengju looked aggrieved, "You've finished what you said, and I, the coach, didn't even hear it!"

"I said let everyone have a good rest. Let's not change players. How to play in the first half and how to play in the second half! Isn't this clear?"

"Yes, but."

Tang Pengju hesitated for a long time, and finally asked hesitantly:

"Coach Zeng, can this work?"

"Iran scored goals in the first half."

"And in these 15 minutes, they may have researched some new tricks, and they are going to attack us in one fell swoop in the second half!"

"Aren't you going to take some targeted measures?"

Zeng Zheng spread his hands.

"Coach Tang, tell me, if you were the coach of Iran, how would you plan to defeat us in the second half?"

"Ah this."

Tang Pengju was speechless for a moment.

He knows neither the Iranian players nor the entire Iranian team, let alone the tactics that the Iranian team is good at.

If he is really the coach of the Iran team, the only thing he can do is to cheer everyone up at halftime.

When the morale is raised to the highest level, tell everyone to re-enact the equalizing goal as much as possible.

Now that a goal can be scored from that place, it is completely possible to try again and again until the opponent has not changed at all, until the goal is scored again.

This is also the way of attack that is often seen on the court.

After hearing Tang Pengju's doubts, Zeng Zheng patiently explained:

"Coach Tang, you are right."

"If we don't change the lineup, and the opponent keeps playing in the same way as they just scored, it is indeed very likely that there will be another goal."

"But there is a premise here."

"That's how many more feet are they going to try?"

Tang Pengju looked bewildered, "Ah? Well, as many attacks as there are, try as many kicks as you want!"

Zeng Zheng: "Then let me ask it another way. If they have to try 10 more shots before scoring a goal, but they only scored 8 or 9 attacks in the second half, do you think they will still score?"

Tang Pengju rubbed the back of his head, "Coach Zeng, what you said is wrong. Scoring is a matter of probability. If the chance of scoring is one in ten, if they can kick eight or nine times, the chance of scoring a goal is quite high. Yes!"

Zeng Zheng: "Coach Tang, you don't understand what I mean."

"I admit that Iran's kick was not hoodwinked."

"But it is even more difficult for them to reproduce that goal!"

"Don't say ten times, even if you give them twenty or thirty times, they still can't hit that kind of shot! Kick that kind of goal!"

"Besides, they don't have many chances to kick shots like that!"

why?
Tang Peng raised question marks all over his face.

"It's easy!"

Zeng Zheng squinted and smiled.

"They can't kick anymore!"

Can't kick?
Tang Pengju had a flash of inspiration, "Coach Zeng, are you saying that the Iranian players have run out of energy?"

"That's right!" Zeng Zheng snapped his fingers.

"Don't look at this as their home field."

"But from the beginning of the group stage, the Iranian team did not relax much."

"In order to stagger with us in the semi-finals, they faced Xiaotian in the last game of the group stage, and they used most of their strength to win."

"In the semi-finals that just ended, they were dragged to a penalty shootout by Iraq."

"After this series of games, the Iranian team is already at the end of its strength."

"Look at our team members again."

"Let you talk about it."

"In these five games, which one did we struggle with? Are we in a hurry? Are we in a hurry?"

"Even if we face Japan and South Korea, we are more than enough to win, right?"

"And in these five games, we have never been behind."

"Even if the ball is lost, it is temporarily tied by the opponent."

"What does this mean? It means that our team's overall strength is already a level higher than that of our opponents."

"Look at the 45-minute game just now."

"How did we score, how did they score?"

"How many times did we attack, how many times did they attack?"

"Although the Iranian team's home game is terrible, sometimes it is also a psychological burden for the home team players."

"They're too scared to lose, and they can't afford to lose."

"What's more, this is a group of eighteen or nineteen-year-old children, whose psychological endurance is not as strong as that of adults."

"After we took the lead in the first half, you can see how anxious they are."

"Everyone is like a mad dog, desperately trying to score a goal."

"In this way, how can they still think about conserving their energy?"

"Look at the starting players during the intermission, their legs seemed to be filled with lead, and they couldn't even walk."

"In this state, I played JB in the second half!"

"Look at our team members again."

"Those idiots like Yan Song and Xu Liang almost broke my eardrum just now."

"One by one, the firepower is so strong!"

"Coach Tang, I won't hide it from you."

"I have led national teams to international competitions quite a few times."

"This is the first time we have played such a rich game away from home!"

"My tactics are fine. Even if Hiddink and Lippi come, they will have to force us."

"Look at it!"

"It won't be long before the second half, and the Iranian team will definitely collapse!"

After Zeng Zheng finished speaking, he peeled a banana on his own.

"Coach Tang, do you want one?"

Tang Pengju was still immersed in Zeng Zheng's remarks just now and couldn't extricate himself.

He never dreamed that Zeng Zheng paid such attention.

Insufficient physical fitness to play the home team away from home?

This is so crazy, right?
Looking at the young man in his early 30s with a relaxed face in front of him, he refused to believe that this was planned by Zeng Zheng early on.

But the facts are right in front of us.

The China Youth Team has indeed not fought any tough battles along the way.

The Iranian team did stumble to reach the final.

Everyone saw clearly what happened in the first half.

Although the score was 1-1.

But the energy and physical reserves of both sides can be clearly seen.

Except for those few fast breaks, the Chinese youth team didn't run much at all.

Even when defending on the side, most of them are double-teamed with the cooperation of teammates.

The place is small and there are many people, so the natural energy consumption will be less.

In contrast to Iran.

Not only is it often the striker who leads the midfielders out of the formation and across the halfway line to grab, but also always misses and then desperately chases back.

After returning to the position, the Zhongqing team's offense was over again, and the players all withdrew again.

Apart from setting the ball in the frontcourt, offensive defenders like Du Wei and Sun Xiang have never been to the frontcourt at all.

One exhausts one another, and the poor physical fitness is naturally reflected.

Looking at the starting players in the room who were eager to try and couldn't wait, Tang Pengju was instantly full of confidence.

It turns out that football games can still be played like this!