number one striker

Chapter 21 A 19-Year-Old Boy
The home team's locker room at halftime was eerily quiet. St. Pauli was determined to win this game, but they created a lot of chances, but they only scored one goal in the end.The conceded goal before the half-time break made the players unable to lift their heads even more. A moment of negligence caused half-time efforts to be in vain. Several defensive players lowered their heads and did not speak.

Red and White Allen's locker room seemed a little more relaxed. Everyone was talking and laughing with each other, especially the big cross who scored the goal, who kept narrating the whole process of his goal in words.

"Hey! Let me tell you, I didn't think about anything at the time, and my body ran over! There is such a big gap! There is no defender, can you believe it?"

Caesar was listening, and said unkindly: "Marco helped you attract a large number of defenders."

Gross Kreutz ignored him and continued: "I wanted to shoot lightly, but facing the fans in the opponent's stand, I don't know why, a huge force suddenly surged under my feet, and I can't do it without a strong shot."

Jens Bammer sat there alone. His performance in the first half of today was not good, but it was quite satisfactory.After all, the opponent is consciously blocking his actions, and it is difficult for him to get rid of the opponent who does not have the advantage in speed.

Captain Tion also tried his best today, and he had to run actively to defend, and he also had to help Bammer open up space.Uke is satisfied with everyone's performance, but the goal of this game is not just one point.

and so.

"In the second half, Martin (the team's right midfielder) retreated to the midfield to help Bammer. Marko, your position should be advanced and try to be as close to the goal as possible. Our task today is not a draw, but 3 points. I don't want any other results except victory."

Then quickly send me on stage! !

Caesar sat down and shouted in his heart. He didn't just watch the excitement on the bench. The opponent's defense was clearly well prepared.On the one hand, use the ball-handling ability beyond Allen to control the situation of the game, and block the middle, so that the red and white Allen, who has no cross from the side, cannot tear the defense.

If I were here, I would definitely be able to successfully break through them!

However, Uke didn't seem to have the intention of sending Caesar right away. The starting lineup remained in the second half, and the opponent did not make any adjustments.

The St. Pauli fans shouted the team's name loudly. In their view, it is simply unbelievable to score the current score against a red and white Allen who is not in good condition at home.

What the team has to do is to attack, attack, and attack again!Until you destroy everything about your opponent!
Fat White Hamit Vogt cursed at his opponents in a low voice, which made Red and White Allen unable to lift his head due to their powerful offensive.

I really don't know what kind of drug that damn Hogel Stanislavski gave them. St. Pauli's players are all alive and well, don't they know how tired they are?

In fact, the head coach of St. Pauli didn't say much, he just told the players that as long as they can beat the red and white Allen at the beginning of the second half, they will never breathe again.

After all, they are all Bundesliga teams, and Hogel is very clear about players' spirits.

There are many things in football that teams from the second or even third divisions beat the first division teams. Didn't St. Pauli beat the majestic Bayern Munich?

As long as the players' hearts can be aroused, even a first-tier team can break their wrists.

However, this is a rare case after all. Most of the time, as long as the lagging side fails to catch up with the score in a short period of time, they will "fail again and again", and slowly lose their desire for victory.

Uke frowned worriedly. The team's defense was as unreliable as duckweed in a precarious situation, and it might collapse at any time.

His fears finally came true when Czech player Filip Trojan from the left of St. Pauli scored another goal from a corner.What frustrates Red and White Allen even more is that Philip Troyan is only 172cm, and Nils Derling, who is marking him, is a full head taller than him, but because the marking is not tight, the opponent walks in front of him and grabs the opportunity.

"Damn! Niels! What are you doing?!" Caesar acted like a head coach, rushed to the sidelines and yelled at the frustrated Delin.

"Caesar!" Uke said with his back turned to him, and Caesar shrank his head immediately: "Coach! I didn't mean to make trouble on purpose! It's just that Niels is too..."

"What are you talking about? Hurry up to warm up. I'll send you on the field in 10 minutes." Uke didn't turn his head back. St. Pauli will never let them go. The goal of the home team, which has won three consecutive victories, is not just a victory, but a hearty victory.

Since we made a mistake first, let us compete and play on the spot.

Let's see whether your attacks one after another are more powerful, or our Allen's counterattack is more deadly!

Upon hearing this, Caesar immediately turned around and took off his jacket, stretched vigorously, and ran to the warm-up area.

Heimstor next to the TV heaved a sigh of relief. It seems that this guy still knows that there is such a thing as a "warm-up area".

Luther, this is the best time for you to take over!
Go up and do well!We must strive for a goal!

"Oh? Achim! That kid is going to play!" A burly man with a big beard turned his head and yelled at Kugel behind the bar. The bar owner nodded: "Luther is very fast, but will the opponent give him a chance to charge up?"

"It's better than being lifeless now! I think Lars Toberg should take a back seat. He can't handle any games at all now!"

"Don't say that, Lars still performed very well at the beginning of the season, but later the old thigh injury recurred, so he didn't dare to exert strength."

Sara squinted at the past, and the camera just glanced at Caesar before returning to the field.

Hmph, with Marco here, there is no need for Caesar at all.

The girl pouted, staring closely at Royce in the camera.He just got rid of the pincer attack of the two opponents, and fell under the fierce collision.

Meanwhile, Caesar was getting ready to make his debut.

"Go up and stand on the left side of the team! Don't forget what I told you! Don't hesitate when you have a chance! If you don't dare to shoot, you will never score!" Uke patted Caesar's shoulder vigorously, and through the jersey, he touched the boy's thin shoulder.

Speaking of which, this guy is just a 19-year-old kid.

Uke sighed for no reason, and said: "Don't worry if you don't get results, after all, you are the only one."

"Coach! Don't worry! Leave everything to me!" Caesar turned around and gave Uke a thumbs up.

(End of this chapter)