green mercenary

Chapter 472 Tianxiu's Robben

"Roben breaks through!"

"Bottom pass!"

"This pass is a bit big!"

Robben played on Sebetzen's side again and again, and he imitated Bai Xiaotian's various flank breakthroughs.

Top Müller smoked the cigarette in his hand, thinking about who to replace Sebetzen.

Of the few players on the bench, none of them are defenders.In other words, if a defender is replaced, it means that Leverkusen's final attack is about to begin.

Obviously, Top Muller does not want this time to come too soon.

Now, he can only believe that Sebetzen, who had a strong desire to play before the game, can last longer.Even if it lasts until the 60th minute!

Top Mueller's hesitation paid a huge price for his indecision and luck.

In the 57th minute of the second half, Robben once again passed Sebezen with a Marseille maneuver.

But the Dutch teenager was very clever this time. After passing the man, he pushed the ball hard and pushed it to the bottom line.

The ball is advancing at such a speed, it is not something LaMelo can solve with a tackle.

The German midfielder can only accelerate, trying to squeeze Robben away with his body.

But who can catch up with Robben after he gets up to speed?

Visible to the naked eye, Robben gradually distanced himself from LaMelo.

Finally, before the bottom line, Robben got the ball.

The cheers of the fans are not over yet, the Tulip's main winger for more than ten years in the future once again showed off his footwork on the bottom line.

Before this, it was an inside cut, followed by a Marseille roundabout.In Eindhoven, Robben "stealed" almost every extraordinary skill of Bai Xiaotian.

Bai Xiaotian and Van Persie ran slowly in the penalty area, and John de Jong also ran behind Luo himself to meet him.

Even Van Bommel stood on the line of the penalty area to protect Robben.

However, the blond boy at this moment has no teammates at all in his eyes. In his eyes, there are only footballs and the "obstacles" that seem to him to be moving slowly.

"Roben, Robben, Robben." The commentator said in a long voice, staring intently at Robben who was slowly advancing with the ball, for fear of missing every move of Robben.Because no one knows what this young player will do next.

Thirty centimeters before the baseline, Robben's outer instep touched the ball lightly.

Judging by his appearance, he is ready to explode at any time.

Lucio has been retreating, but after taking a few steps, he found that there is no way to retreat!

Behind him was Bout who kept yelling, and what Bout yelled was very simple, tell him not to back off!
For a defender, what needs to be done at this time is not to be so "difficult" to grab the ball, but to try to close the angle as much as possible, so that the opponent has nothing to take, no pass to pass, and no shot to shoot!
However, before Lucio moved, Robben moved first.

The blond teenager touched the ball with his right foot and suddenly pushed the ball diagonally forward. It seemed that Robben wanted to forcefully break through from the inside.

Is this still available?

If the opponent pulls away from such a close distance, even if Zoff is standing in front of the door, it will be difficult to resist!

Lucio subconsciously moved his body to the left, intending to intercept it in advance.

But in less than a second, the outer instep of Robben's right foot brushed past the surface of the ball when he pushed the ball, and instantly turned into an inner arch to touch the ball.

After pushing the ball slightly in the opposite direction, a beautiful oxtail is completed.

But Robben's performance wasn't over yet.

The fast oxtail near the bottom line has to pay the price of going out of bounds, but Robben has already thought about this step. He ran forward with his left foot, blocked the running route of the ball before it was about to go out of bounds, and used his inertia to push forward.

"Roben breaks through!" Huang Jianxiang shouted excitedly.

But how can a "breakthrough" cover the excitement of "ox tail + fried meatballs"?

It's a pity that in the limited time, the only word Huang Jianxiang searched in his head was "breakthrough".

The audience across the country saw with their own eyes how Robben passed Lucio.

Robben, who had already moved his whole body out of bounds, suddenly accelerated, caught up with the ball and took advantage of the trend, and directly picked the ball past Bout, who was blocked in front of the near post.

The 1.9-meter Bout stretched his arms and jumped vigorously, but he couldn't reach the entire ball that seemed close at hand.

"Roben picked a pass!" Huang Jianxiang exclaimed again.

All the preliminary preparations have been made, and now it is waiting for a person named "hero" to stand up and complete the fatal blow.

Bai Xiaotian, who was standing in front of the penalty spot, was stuck tightly by Zivkovic, and judging from the direction of the ball, it didn't look like it was passed to him.

Bai Xiaotian turned his head and found that Van Persie behind him was also trying to run, obviously he also felt that it was difficult for him to reach the ball.

Who is the ball passed to?
A second later, two people flying past on the screen gave their answers.

After the ball passed Bai Xiaotian and Van Persie at the midpoint, it slowly fell towards the back of the goal.

Two figures of yellow and red and black suddenly passed through the crowd and went straight to the back point.

The two tall players squeezed together at full speed, not giving an inch.

There was a crisp "bang", I don't know if it was head hitting head, or head hitting the ball.

But the ball, which was slowly falling in the air, suddenly changed direction, crossed the goal line, and entered the dead corner of PSV's goal.

When the ball was unloaded by the top net, it fell to the ground and bounced freely. Kevin Hovland struggled to get up from the ground, regardless of the big bag on his forehead, and strode towards the sidelines.

Bai Xiaotian and Van Persie also ran forward in an instant, hugged Kevin Hovland from behind and cheered loudly.

"The ball has been scored!!!" Huang Jianxiang shouted immediately.

"Kevin Hovland, it's Kevin Hovland!"

"Eindhoven's top defender, shortly after the start of the second half, helped Eindhoven to overtake the score again!"

"Huh? No, no"

Just when Huang Jianxiang said it was wrong, Ballack, who was fighting for the top with Kevin Hovland, didn't get up from the ground. Looking at the ball rolling out of the goal in front of him, he sat on the ground with a face full of disbelief.

"This goal, this goal was not scored by Kevin Hovland!"

"Judging from the slow-motion playback, this, this is an own goal!"

After the slow motion playback, fans all over the world were in an uproar!
It's okay to be scored by the opponent, how could it be an own goal?

In the replay on the big screen, although the 1.8-meter-[-] Ballack is one centimeter shorter than Kevin Hovland, after jumping up, he is obviously half a head taller than Kevin Hovland.

At the moment of rushing to the top, Ballack's head hit the ball first.And Kevin Hovland, but on top of Barack's head.

In such an instant, the ball did not follow the route that Ballack imagined, but flew to a direction that he never dreamed of.

In this way, the German god of war who had just become the hero of Leverkusen in the first half became the sinner of the pharmaceutical factory in an instant!

Heaven and hell are just one step away.

At this time, Ballack was sitting on the field blankly, looking at him, as if he was caught in that unbearable memory.

(End of this chapter)