number one striker

Chapter 27

Fürth's home stadium, Sportpark Ronhof, can accommodate nearly 8000 people and is a small club in Bavaria.

Xie Hui once played for Fürth in the 2002-03 season. He played 8 games in the league and only scored [-] goal.

Red and White Allen still lined up exactly the same lineup as the previous game, with the big cross and veteran Toberg at the front, and the traditional diamond-shaped position in the midfield.Caesar and Marcus sat on the bench honestly, ready to play at any time.

Felt's style of play tends to be conservative, and they are relatively stable. They are tepid, but the red and white Allen play very comfortably.

After all, in the team, there is a Royce who can change the game at any time.

The fat white man Hammett was unable to go to the away game this time. Due to work reasons, he had to come to the bar of his friend Kugel to watch the game.Because of this, after seeing Royce's wonderful heavy artillery attack, he said angrily: "I didn't get to witness such a wonderful goal!"

Kugel cheerfully refilled the glasses for the guests, and said to him: "It seems that as long as you don't go to the scene, our luck is still pretty good."

After scoring the goal, Royce rushed to the sidelines and hugged Uke, who had always trusted him.Caesar patted him on the head: "Okay, you've already scored, so it's my turn?"

The big cross smiled and said, "Luther, unless something unexpected happens today, you should just stay on the bench."

As a result, the crow's mouth became a prophecy. Veteran Toberg limped when the halftime whistle blew. After being checked by the team doctor, Uke had to make a decision to substitute.

Caesar knew that he should feel sorry for his injured teammate, but the joy of appearing on the stage diluted his worries about the injury. He tried his best to look like he cared about Toberg, but he couldn't control his facial expressions.

"Uh, I'm injured." Caesar sat down carefully and patted the veteran's right leg, although the injured part was on the left thigh.

The smirk on his face made Toberg roll his eyes.

"Okay, it's just a muscle strain. You obviously want to play, why do you have a tight expression on your face. After you come on stage, perform well, and don't hold everyone back."

"Don't worry." Caesar hit the right position this time, but the force was too strong, which almost aggravated the injury.

"I think he did it on purpose." Grand Cross and Marcus muttered, the latter nodded: "That's right, this is the Caesar I've known all along, so sinister enough!"

After debuting in the second half, Caesar and Grand Cross stood at the forefront.Now that the team is leading the score, everyone in Red and White Allen seems very relaxed.However, Caesar kept tensing his nerves. He didn't play to consolidate the victory, but to score goals and break through himself.

So as soon as he came up, Tion saw Caesar actively retreating to the front of the penalty area to help Royce break the opponent's ball.

"Here!" After stealing the ball, Caesar immediately advanced forward, and Caesar was running wildly, making it difficult for the audience in the stands to catch him.

"what is that?"

"How did he run so fast!"

"Defend! Don't let them fight back!"

Fürth was not well prepared for the visiting team, and he did not expect that No. 29 sent this time would be so lively.

After the players reacted, Caesar had already rushed to the gap, and the one holding the ball was Jens Bammer, their core in good condition.

"Foul! Don't let him pass!"

Ballmer has already seen Caesar's position. As long as he can pass the ball, Caesar has a high probability of helping the team score another point.

However, wouldn't this mean that he was helping him?

Anyway, the team is leading now, and it doesn't matter if one less goal is scored.It's important not to let that guy show off.

Barmer's hesitation caused his speed to slow down, and he was caught by Fürth's players.

Caesar looked back anxiously, he was almost rushing to the offside position, why the ball hasn't been passed yet.

As a result, when he turned around, he happened to witness Barmer being squeezed down by the opponent's players.

More importantly, this is a clean card position, and there is no foul.

"Good job!" Fürth's head coach, Benno Mhlmann, has also been under a lot of pressure recently, and the team's poor record is largely related to him.

Already nearly 60 years old, he can no longer keep up with the pace of the times, and all the old fritters on the team are just fooling around, and they don't force themselves to win or not.

In this situation, Felt became more and more lifeless.

Against Red and White Allen today, Benno Moreman thought it would be a relatively simple match.But who would have thought that after losing two games in a row, their condition suddenly recovered, and they gave themselves a blow as soon as they came up.

Just when Benno Mollmann felt pessimistically that the game would end in a loss again, Jens Bammer's stupid mistake rekindled his hope.

The player who steals the ball from Felt is their 24-year-old Brazilian foreign aid Cidimar. He is one of the few players on the team who is still hungry for victory.

Red and White Allen is in the middle of a counterattack, kicking vigorously, and everyone almost maintains a forward posture.So after Bammer lost the ball, Sidima was pleasantly surprised to find that there was no one around him, and there were only two central defenders in front of him to stop him.

"Sidima!!" Benno Moreman pinned all his hopes of scoring goals on the young Sidima, and he has severely criticized him because of his lone wolf and showmanship.

The closest to Sidima is central defender Nils Derling. He didn't expect that Bamer would lose the ball in that position. He tried to steal the ball hastily for a while, but Sidima passed the ball lightly and dodged it.

"How did you do it?!" Goalkeeper Manuel Lenz was about to drink water, and the water bottle was pinched in his hand. At that moment, because of his nervousness, he squeezed out a stream of clear water and slapped it on his face.

And Sidima's vigorous volley also came hand in hand.

Uke was still scolding Bammer for his mistake one second, and stretched out his hand in horror the next second, but he was powerless to stop Fürth from scoring.

"Damn!" Caesar waved his fist in the air helplessly. It was originally an excellent counterattack opportunity, but he let the opponent break the ball.

Goalkeeper Lenz pounded the turf angrily, not even knowing who to blame.

Ballmer who conceded the ball?Teammates who rashly participated in the attack?Delin who was easily flashed?

Or that damn water bottle?
Barmer sat on the ground a little dejected, he had no idea that a mistake of his would lead to a conceded goal.

Marcus scratched his hair, did this Barmer figure out the situation, and when was he going to make a fuss.

Uke frowned tightly. The game that seemed to be a sure thing, now caused a wave of waves.

(End of this chapter)