Grass roots glory

Chapter 369 Decisive Battle Day

January 29.

Final day.

News related to the Asian Cup final has been warming up in China for a day. The final kicks off at [-]:[-] p.m. BJ time. An hour before the game, CCTV's backstage statistics have already approached double digits, close to [-]%.

This is a terrifying ratings in China, at least [-] million people are watching the finals.It is not ruled out that many melon-eating people who usually don't watch football at all expressed surprise on the Internet: What?The national football team actually made it to the finals?I rely on!
Of course, because the opponent is the Japanese team, it has aroused the interest of the fans.After all, due to special reasons, ordinary domestic people always have a special emotion, and they like to watch little Japan get beaten.

However, as the head coach, facing the expectations of public opinion, Gao Hongbo was very cautious: "Now I can't make any guarantees for everyone. Of course, the team is full of confidence. It is not easy for us to get to this point, but the strength of the Japanese team, in the It has been proven in the World Cup and this game will be a real test for us."

Gao Hongbo's answer at the pre-match press conference still maintained his usual style.But the reporters always feel that they are not motivated enough.At this time, they want to see the confidence of the team.In this regard, Zhou Tiancheng can better meet everyone's wishes.

"I agree with Director Gao. The Japanese team is indeed not weak, but are we giving it for free? Everyone is split [-]-[-] in the final. Experience? Sometimes it doesn't help... By the way, there should be Japanese reporters here. Please send a message to Uchida for me, it’s really a pity that I couldn’t give him a ride in advance.”

The Japanese reporters present looked at each other in blank dismay. Although they faithfully recorded the original words, they didn't understand them. They just felt that this must not be a good word.

Uchida Atsuto heard this sentence from the mouth of the Japanese reporters. To the surprise of those reporters, he actually laughed, but his expression was very cold: "Then let him try it and see him alone... um, Plus Hao Junmin, can you fight against us?"

Atsuto Uchida is very confident in this team, and the basic skills and teamwork awareness of Japanese players are indeed at the top level in Asia.This is also Zaccheroni's confidence. In the past two days, he has emphasized the control of the ball to the Japanese players more than once: "Control the game at the feet of each of you, and we will win! No matter how powerful Zhou Tiancheng is, he is alone. As long as you Everyone is actively running and passing the ball, and if he doesn't get the ball, he can't do anything!"

After listening to Atsuto Uchida and Shinji Kagawa on the first night, Zaccheroni still decided to give full play to the traditional advantages of the Japanese team. Zhou Tiancheng is certainly strong, but if the rhythm of the game is controlled by the Japanese team, he will not be able to get the ball at his feet. What can he do?

This is entirely possible - Zaccheroni judges that Gao Hongbo will definitely learn from the experience of winning the South Korean team and let Zhou Tiancheng play as a forward. In this way, it will be easy for the Japanese team to control the midfield.

The atmosphere of the Khalifa Stadium is worthy of this pinnacle of Asian football. The stands showed two evenly matched forces, China Red and Samurai Blue.In fact, according to the current number of Chinese fans in Doha, there is no problem at all filling the entire Khalifa Stadium. However, in order to increase the attractiveness, the AFC only provides half of the tickets to fans of both sides.However, even so, the momentum of the Chinese fans in the field is still far superior to that of the opponents. Even if the famous Japanese "Blue Warrior" fan group organized a large number of fans, they wore the sun flag turbans similar to the death squads in the anti-Japanese drama, and they kept neatly. Clapping neatly, after all, it is still no match for the more advanced equipment of Chinese fans.

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In Gelsenkirchen, in Zhou Tiancheng's fan club, almost all the registered members of overseas students gathered here to watch the live broadcast of the Asian Cup final through the computer network broadcast projector.

Although it was not possible to organize a live cheer in Qatar, the appeal of this Asian Cup final among Chinese overseas student fans is absolutely self-evident.

When the players from both sides entered the field on the screen, almost spontaneously, like the Chinese fans at the scene, they burst into louder cheers, waved the national flags in their hands, and shouted in unison: "Team China, come on!"

Chu Yunling looked at Zhou Tiancheng, who was wrapped in a bandage on the screen, and with a smile on his face, walked into the court confidently, showing a trace of worry and distress. Yang Cheng noticed it, and asked with a smile, "Is it distressed? Don't worry." Oh, look, Brother Cheng is playing midfield today, so he doesn’t use his head much.”

Chu Yunling frowned slightly, and smiled again after a while.She was worried about Zhou Tiancheng's injury, but she also knew that since he played with an injury, it meant that the national team would not be able to do without Zhou Tiancheng, and she felt a little proud again.

This is the man she loves.Such an outstanding player, the victory or defeat of the national team's decisive battle will be in his hands.

Yang Cheng looked at the unfamiliar faces of the national team players on the screen, and said to himself: Nima, I don’t know any of them anymore, and I still watch the national football games.

Since the disastrous defeat in the 2002 World Cup, he has never paid attention to the national team. He doesn't know why he paid attention to the national team in Germany this time.

Is it simply because of Zhou Tiancheng?or because...

When he heard the national anthem just now, he felt a little blood and excitement in his heart.

Maybe, all of them.

Before the game officially started, the whole team formed a circle on the sidelines. Zhou Tiancheng said to everyone: "Brothers, enough has been said, but the game still needs to be played. We won today. All of us are heroes. Yes Don’t be cowardly guys, there’s little Japan on the other side, everyone should know that. Let’s go together and kill them!”

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Uzbekistan referee Irmatov on duty blew the long whistle to start the game at exactly eleven o'clock BJ time.The Japanese team took the lead in kick-off attack.

"The battle of revenge has begun! CCTV, fans, here is the final scene of the Asian Cup in Qatar. The Chinese team and the Japanese team meet again. This is the same opponent seven years ago, and it is the Asian Cup final again. This is an excellent revenge stage. , looking forward to after the game, we can make up for the regret at home, Chinese team, come on!"

Just as Liu Jianhong finished his opening remarks passionately, the Japanese team had already launched a blitzkrieg offensive. Keisuke Honda passed a low arc ball from the right to near the penalty spot. The attention of the two central defenders, Kagawa Shinji, who outflanked from the back row, was in a vacuum for an instant.

He saw an opportunity and jumped directly to bomb, but just as his body flew up, a leg suddenly appeared in front of him and hooked the ball out of the penalty area.

Shinji Kagawa was taken aback, and quickly put his right hand on the ground to control his body. He broke out in a cold sweat, and if he took a step slower, his head would have to be in close contact with the spikes on the opposite side.

(End of this chapter)