Grass roots glory

Chapter 851 Chinese can also play Tiki-Taka
Fernando Santos doesn't want to be conservative. From this starting lineup, it can be seen that he is rushing to win the Chinese team and take all three points. Only Papastathopoulos, who is in the front position in the midfielder, is pure. A defensive midfielder, Katuranis does not undertake any defensive work in the current Greek formation.

And just like that, Santos was still dissatisfied. The game had just started, and he overturned his pre-match attempt in less than 10 minutes.

Papastathopoulos moved back, returned to the back line, and continued to play central defender. The starting main defender Manolas was replaced, and Karagounis, wearing the No. 10 jersey of the Greek team, was doing off the field Getting ready.

The Greek commentator immediately became excited when he saw this scene: "Georges Karagunis' appearance can relieve Kachulanis, yes, that's how it should be. The Chinese team is not Germany, Brazil, and Spain. How can we even attack? Is the courage gone?"

In the commentary booth, Duan Xuan's tone became a bit playful: "It is undeniable that Karagounis and Katuranis, this pair of 'Xuan Ming Er Lao' on the field can indeed increase the experience of the Greek team's midfielder, but this This kind of confrontation cannot be determined entirely by experience. Has the Greek coach Santos thought about how long he will let them last on the court? Katuranis is 35 years old, and Karagunis is bigger than him.”

His partner Xu Yang smiled and said: "Now we can only consider one side. This adjustment is considered timely. I guess Santos can't stand Papastathopoulos backing a yellow card so early. If one is not calm, he may have to do it." Big mistake, right, General Fan, it looks like Santos heard what you just said."

Although he used to be his senior and big brother in the national team, in front of the camera, Xu Yang still called him by this familiar nickname. Fan Zhiyi just smiled: "It seems that the donkey is at the end of his skills? There is nothing else to do. At most, doing this is just going back to your familiar position, but what problem can it solve?"

Duan Xuan nodded lightly: "Now is an opportunity for the Chinese team. It needs to put enough pressure on the Greek team, especially for the two veteran midfielders."

Before the words were finished, Zhou Tiancheng pushed forward. Behind him, Zheng Zhi, who was in charge of the central defender in this game, also left the forward arrow Samaras beside him, and pressed towards the opponent forcefully.

Under double-teaming, Karagunis, who had just entered the field, hadn't fully grasped the rhythm. He tried his best to turn around and protect the ball to create a foul. In the end, he leaned on Zheng Zhi and spun half a circle, turning his body to Zhou Tiancheng's side .

Zhou Tiancheng turned around directly and intercepted the ball, and pushed it to Wu Sanshi on the side. Rushing to this side to make up for the defense, Wu Sanshi made a fake shot and made a real dunk, a fake move tricked him away, and he dodged the angle and burst shot at close range.

"Three Stones! Shot!!!"

Duan Xuan became excited immediately, and blended perfectly with the climaxing cheers around him.

When facing the goal, Wu Sanshi was in the same mood at the moment. He shot the goal from close range, with all his strength, all the strength was concentrated on his feet, and he shot it hard.

After kicking it out, he heard a crisp sound - "Boom"!
Looking up and seeing that it hit the goal post, Wu Sanshi directly hugged his head, stared blankly at the goal with wide-eyed eyes, with regret on his face.

There was an exclamation of regret in the arena. After three to five seconds, Wu Sanshi shook his head. He didn't want to think about it anymore. He could only turn his head and walk back. When he turned around, he happened to see Zhou Tiancheng and Jiang Hao walking towards him.

He hastily stretched out his hand and made an apologetic gesture.

Zhou Tiancheng walked over and put his shoulders on his shoulders: "Sanshi, it's okay, it's okay. It's not bad to fight like this. Who hasn't hit the crossbar a few times, but next time the field of vision can be wider. Haozi and I just now It's all in the middle."

Wu Sanshi nodded: "I know Brother Cheng."

He wanted to pass Zhou Tiancheng and go back, but Zhou Tiancheng called him immediately: "Hey, don't worry, why are you going! I haven't finished talking yet. They are indeed more difficult to deal with. Sanshi, let's look at the next step Be patient, get closer, and cooperate more, otherwise the inefficiency of fighting like this is not a problem."

"How?" Wu Sanshi still didn't understand.

"Pass the ball, use the pass to tear the defense, and the whole court has to move. You should be familiar with the Spaniard, right? At least you have played against Barcelona more than once, right?"

Wu Sanshi's eyes lit up all of a sudden: "Brother Cheng, isn't it? You mean... Tiki-Taka? It's played by wealthy families, just us..."

"This kind of thinking is unacceptable, Sanshi. You don't want to go to a wealthy family in the future? Be more confident, and you didn't face those Barcelona defenders. You saw them just now. I don't know how much their level is worse. Try it. It's still okay to play a weakened version, right? Haozi, go tell Pengfei, that's all. Don't worry, Mr. Pi won't care about it."

Zhou Tiancheng took the initiative to press the ball close to the opponent's penalty area. After receiving the right back Zhang Linpeng, he inserted an assist to press the ground pass, and immediately pushed it to Wu Sanshi along the ribs of the penalty area.

Wu Sanshi didn't hesitate at all, although he was a little worried just now, but in fact he knew very well what he should do according to Zhou Tiancheng's explanation.

The most proficient thing he does in the Spaniard is to catch the ball without stopping and pass the ball, so this time he did not hesitate, Zhou Tiancheng passed it to him, and he pushed it back to Hao Junmin who was following.

Immediately afterwards, Chen Pengfei also moved towards the center from the other side. Hao Junmin immediately passed it to him, and he pushed it to Zhou Tiancheng. Zhou Tiancheng leaned on Papastathopoulos, and repeated his old trick. Wu Sanshi just succeeded in anti-offside, attracting two central defenders of the Greek team to press forward, leaving a huge space in the penalty area.

"Beautiful! These few kicks are really exquisite, reflecting the tactical quality of the current offensive players of the Chinese team. Ahaha! We actually saw the most advanced pass control flow in the Chinese team."

Wu Sanshi learned the lesson from last time, no longer greedy for merit, looked up, pushed the ball to the goal, Jiang Hao easily followed up and shot the empty goal.

"The goal has been scored! The goal has been scored!" Xu Yang couldn't hold back any longer and jumped up directly, even more excited than the national team's first goal in World Cup history in the last game.

"This goal will open the door to victory for the Chinese team and grab the initiative to qualify for the group stage early. Who said we can't play Barcelona's Tiki-Taka? It is true that the Chinese team has superstars, but this is us. The real confidence - this team is equally strong!"

(End of this chapter)