Green Dragon

Chapter 58 The Little Kid from China
Stefan Jovetic falls to the turf again.

This time he didn't even get close to the top of the penalty area, and the ball was cut off by the Ajax player.

He slammed his fist on the turf and quickly got up!

Damn number eight!
Next time I will definitely break through to you!
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If Long Shute could hear the angry curse in Jovetic's heart, he would definitely shout "wrong".

I was obviously just sticking to you to prevent you from speeding up, and then using my body to force you into De Jong's defensive area. Even the last steal was De Jong's foot. Why do you blame me?

"Beautiful defense, Messi of Montenegro is now stunned. In just ten minutes, he has not been able to break through the joint defense of Long Shute and De Jong, but he still does not give up. Ajax's defense is still not enough. Relax..."

He Wei also felt terrified watching these attacks, but from the standpoint of his compatriots, he resolutely chose to cheer for Ajax.

As a commentator, he also hopes very much to be able to send commentary to his compatriots in the early hours of the Champions League match day this season.

He has already said enough about those black and white players! -
When the 15-minute first half ended, no matter which side the players were, they all faltered.

They sat in a circle on the sidelines, waiting for the head coach's strategic arrangements.

Looking at the panting players in front of him, Prandelli felt a little pity.

But instead of being too harsh, he went on to boost morale:

"Ajax is almost finished! Their left wing may collapse at any time! Stefan, you are our assaulter, you must focus on the overall situation, and don't have too much one-on-one with No. 8, that little guy Difficult to deal with." He specifically emphasized a sentence to Jovetic.

But this sentence seems to have stimulated the young Jovetic.

Montenegro Messi couldn't help raising his eyebrows.

What the head coach said just now...was he criticizing me in front of all my teammates for not being able to get past a kid?
A kid who just turned pro this season?

A kid who ran away from a football desert country like China?
A kid who has had such a hard time in a low-level league like the Netherlands?

A kid who only played five first-team games, two of which came as a substitute?

You say I can't handle him? !
This kind of criticism... no one can bear it! -
When a young man is furious and wants to fight with the enemy, it is difficult to persuade him even if he comes.

So Prandelli could only look angry, but helplessly watched Jovetic once again dribbled the ball towards the red number 8 whom he had specifically emphasized "not too many one-on-ones"...

But he has already used up three substitutions. Now that Gilardino and Mutu have lost their physical fitness, it is impossible for him to give up Jovetic, the only offensive player in the frontcourt who can break through explosive points and create threats... …
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Prandelli was shaking his head helplessly, but Van Basten laughed happily.

Jovetic is such a promising player!
He is tall but flexible, with relatively delicate skills, good impact on the court, and very confident. Given time, maybe he can really reach [-]% to [-]% of Messi or Kaka's skills.

But not now...

Now he is just a star of hope who has played 30 times this season, scored only 2 goals, and is worth 800 million euros.

Confidence is originally an excellent quality, but excessive self-confidence will make his vision narrow, and he can only see half an inch of turf under his feet, forcing himself into a dead end.

The direct consequence of this is that Fiorentina's offensive routine has become extremely single, because no matter where Jovetic takes the ball from, he will eventually come to the center guarded by Long Shute.

"Ah, I lost it again..."

Van Basten clapped his hands lightly, as if applauding Ajax's defense.

He wanted to see the expression on Prandelli's face, but found that the Italian coach had a look of irritation?

Van Basten was taken aback.

Isn't Florence in a hurry?

Don't they care that Jovetic concedes the ball?

That's why he was allowed to challenge Long Shute again and again?

Their goal... from the very beginning was for the final penalty shootout!

Damn!

As expected of an old and cunning Italian!
The white swan who once coached the Dutch national team knows better than anyone else. If it’s only a penalty shootout, it’s not that I, Van Basten, boasted. The proud and fragile Tulip Legion is definitely hotter than everyone here!

— Well, of course he never watched the Chinese team's game.
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Another blunder by Van Basten was when he conceded the first 15 minutes of attack.

In overtime, due to the relationship between physical fitness, it will often evolve into a situation where both sides dominate the half.

But today is different. The young Blind made Emmanuel Sen and many players such as Long special, De Jong, Vertonghen waste too much energy, and with Suarez sent off, Aja The physical energy consumption of X players is much faster than that of their opponents.

So when they wanted to attack, they found that most of them had no physical fitness...

As time passed, Jovetic met Long Shute again.

This time he didn't fall to the ground, he just got a weak shoulder from De Jong, briefly lost his center of gravity, and lost the ball again.

Montenegro Messi felt more embarrassed than falling to the ground!
Although he didn't complain to anyone, everyone could see that he wanted to smack the head coach and let everyone know that his strength can definitely beat Makelele from China.

But now his cheek was burning with pain.

Because in nearly half an hour of overtime, he confronted the brat in his eyes seven times, but he didn't win even one!
Damn!

How can this be? ! -
Of course it is possible.

Because what he pursued was a one-on-one duel, but Long Shute was not alone.

Long Shute is surrounded by Sim De Jong, as well as Vertonghen and Alderweireld!

I was in multiple defensive positions for the whole game, and the opponent only played half the time. The two sides were not equal, so why should I play one-on-one with you?

I'm not crazy!
Long Shute sneered, and subconsciously looked up at the big screen in the stands.

There are only two and a half minutes until the end of overtime...

The cold feeling between the legs suddenly reappeared.

The sharp scissors have begun to close!

Damn!

Time is running out!

You can't hand over your fate to unreliable penalty shootouts!

Since you want to compete for luck, why not do it yourself? !

He took a deep breath and rushed out!
"Sim!" He stretched out his left hand and stretched it out flat to the front.

Sime De Jong understood, and he pushed a direct pass with his right foot directly to the ground! -
"Ajax counterattack?!"

Dekuer blurted out, but his voice was full of doubts: "Do they still have strength?"

Yang Sen ignored his partner's question, and after the overtime break, his emotions and voice recovered: "Long Shute accelerated very fast! He received a forward pass from De Jong!"

"How will he handle it? Does he dribble directly? His dribbling is not good, right? He can't learn from Jovetic!"

Decourt's mouth was flying up and down quickly, like a submachine gun fully fired.

Amid the roar of gunfire, Long Shute hit the ball directly!
The ball went straight to Lindgren on the left!

Lindgren also started and played the whole game, but he has almost no sense of presence.

This can’t be blamed on him: Suarez and Romedal are in the front, and Long Shute and De Jong are in the back. His role is nothing more than handing over the broken ball from the backcourt to his teammates in the frontcourt...

Another function is to use his height of 1.8 meters [-] to help the team compete for high-altitude balls...

But it is a pity that he neither connected the front and back courts well, created too good opportunities for Suarez to get the ball, nor did he grab a header, more often it was just an insignificant stake.

This time he still didn't surprise anyone.

Lindgren didn't realize what Long special wanted to do at the first time. After catching the ball, he stepped on the ball under his feet. Facing the Fiorentina midfielder Vargas who rushed towards him, he actually wanted to try a false move. The action is extraordinary.

"Pass the ball!"

Just when his left foot was about to shake, a loud roar sounded from behind.

In such a noisy stadium, this roar filled his ears like the roar of dragons and tigers.

Lindgren was like a kitten whose tail had been stepped on, his entire spine almost trembled!
He didn't dare to shake his left foot, and pushed it directly to the side of the football!
The football rubbed against Vargas' calf, and slanted across the turf towards the middle!
Long Shute crossed the center line!
Ajax strikes back!
(End of this chapter)