Glory Greenery

Chapter 127 The Battle to Win the Championship One (The third update on the shelves, please subscribe!!)

"Good evening, viewers and friends in front of the TV. You are watching the Shanghai Five-Star Sports Channel. In a few minutes, the No. 2008 third round of the 2009-30 Eredivisie League, Twente vs. Alkmaar at home It's about to start."

"I believe that fans and friends who are concerned about the Eredivisie know that this game will directly affect the ownership of the Eredivisie championship this season. Twente, with Chinese teenager Yang Mo as the core, scored 79 points in the Eredivisie standings. Temporarily ranked first, while Alkmaar temporarily ranked second in the standings with 77 points."

"If Twente can win this game, then Twente will win the Eredivisie league championship one round ahead of schedule, and Yang Mo will also become the first player in my country to win the top European league championship as a core player, and will also be the first player in Asia. The youngest player to win a top European league."

"But once Twente draws or loses, the championship will fall to the last round. This will be very bad news for Twente, because their opponent in the last round of the league is Aja. The Eredivisie giants, and before that they have to go through a UEFA Cup semi-final."

"Alkmaar, who is fighting alone, does not need to be distracted by other games. He has enough physical strength in the final round. Therefore, if Twente wants to win the Eredivisie championship, he must solve his opponent in this game."

"Now, let's take a look at the starting rosters of both sides for this game. On Twente's side, our young player Yang Mo is still..."

When Lou Yichen, an old acquaintance, introduced the starting lineup, McLaren was making the final mobilization for the players in the locker room of the home team at the Enschede Stadium.

Even though McLaren is not a coach who is good at using words to motivate players, as the head coach at this time, he must say something.

"Boys, winning this game is not only for Twente to win the first Eredivisie championship, but also for your own honor."

"Some of you are still young, so please make this game the most precious memory of your youth!" McLaren said, looking at Yang Mo and Arnautovic.

"Some of you are already facing retirement, so please fight to the end and don't leave any regrets in your career!"

When McClaren said this, he looked at several veterans in the team, such as goalkeeper Boschkel and captain Perez.

Finally, McLaren pointed his finger in the direction of the field and shouted: "Go! Fight! Then win!"

"victory!"

Encouraged by McLaren, all Twente players were excited and shouted in unison!

"The game is about to start and we can see players from both teams coming out of the tunnel."

Accompanied by Lou Yichen's voice, Yang Mo, who was wearing a home red jersey, took the hand of the little caddy and walked out from the player tunnel.

The moment he just walked out of the tunnel, he saw Nkufo, who was wearing a plaster cast on his leg, gave him a thumbs up and shouted something in the home team stand next to the tunnel.

But at this time, the scene was already filled with the singing of Twente fans, and Yang Mo didn't hear what Nkufo was shouting at all?
In order to support the team's championship battle, Twente fans not only filled the Enschede Stadium, but also surrounded the square outside the stadium.

For the first Eredivisie championship in the history of Twente, these fans can no longer wait in front of the TV, they just want to know the result of the game as soon as possible.

At the Enschede Stadium at this moment, loud and neat singing resounded through the sky, and the red jerseys dotted the stands like flames.

Among the fans, there are already impatient fans holding up the imitation silver plate of the Eredivisie champion and shouting loudly!

Although Yang Mo couldn't hear what Nkufu said under the influence of the fans, he understood what the other party meant.

Hitting his chest with his right hand, Yang Mo seemed to be saying to Nkufo, leave everything to me.

In a fiery atmosphere, the pre-match ceremony was successfully completed, and Twente got the kick-off right.

Both Twente and Alkmaar understand the importance of this game.

Therefore, their starting lineup is very conservative. Twente is currently the 442 with the best effect of Yang Mo as the main force, and the main energy is on defense.

Alkmaar, on the other hand, was more careful than Winter, and put on a 451 formation, with the leading striker Hamdoy at the forefront, and immediately put on a defensive posture from the very beginning.

Standing in the middle circle, Yang Mo was very excited when he heard the deafening singing and cheering from the surrounding stands.

This game is important to Twente, but why not important to him?

If you win, you will be honored and brilliant. If you lose, all your efforts will be for naught.

So he understood that in this game, he had to put in [-] points of effort!

With the referee's whistle to start the game, Yang Mo gave the ball to Arnautovic and then rushed towards Alkmaar's half. A pass kicked towards Yang Mo.

By this time, Yang Mo was no longer the unknown Chinese teenager who landed in the Eredivisie. He had become a super striker who made all the Bundesliga teams fearful.

At this time, just seeing Yang Mo take the ball, the Alkmaar fans watching this game raised their hearts to their throats.

In front of Alkmaar's bench, Alkmaar's head coach Van Gaal also tensed up, rushed to the sidelines and shouted, "Defend him!!"

For Yang Mo, Van Gaal, who has always liked wide players, both admires and hates him.

Appreciation, of course, is appreciation of Yang Mo's ability, and hatred, of course, is hate that Yang Mo helped Twente take the top spot in Alkmaar's standings abruptly.

For this game, what Van Gaal studied the most was how to restrain Yang Mo.

In fact, there is no need for Van Gaal to remind them. Those Alkmaar players on the field also looked like they were facing a big enemy when they saw Yang Mo take the ball.

The first one to rush forward to stop Yang Mo from receiving the ball was the Alkmaar captain Schalls who said before the game that Yang Mo was not a threat.

Although this guy doesn't like Yang Mo, but when it comes to the field, Shalls dares to let Yang Mo catch the ball comfortably. After all, he is not really stupid.

As for Yang Mo, in the face of Shals who came to press him, he kicked the football with his right foot, then turned around and passed Shals, a handsome ice prince turned around and passed Shals. Lose.

And Shars, the captain of Alkmaar, who thought Yang Mo was not a threat before the game, seemed so powerless in the face of Yang Mo's superiority.

When Shars turned around and wanted to catch up with Yang Mo, he found that Yang Mo had already started sprinting at high speed with the ball. With his speed, he could only look at Yang Mo's back and sigh.

"Young's dribbling seems more adept and more natural."

On the sidelines, McLaren looked at Yang Mo who was dribbling the ball at high speed, and said to his assistant coach Harry.

Assistant coach Harry also nodded, "That's right, it seems that Yang's skills have begun to improve recently. It is really rare to have such a substantial improvement at this age."

McLaren and Harry were right. The reason for this is because Yang Mo had trained the ball to the upper limit of 91 points this morning.

The star player's ball control and dribbling complement each other. Whether he is catching the ball, dribbling, or making moves, he is 7 times stronger than before, and he has also gradually acquired his characteristics, gorgeous and full of offense.

After getting rid of Schals's press, Yang Mo continued to advance in Alkmaar's halftime, and at that terrifying speed, he was about to approach the penalty area.

Faced with such a situation, Alkmaar's No. 28 defender Svits hurriedly greeted his teammate David Mendes and stepped forward to double-team Yang Mo.

After getting close to Yang Mo, Swaites was not polite at all, and fell to the ground with a fierce slider, looking like he couldn't beat the ball.

(End of this chapter)