green mercenary

Chapter 474 Redemption
The rain is getting heavier.

When the Eindhoven players ran to the sidelines to celebrate and saw the Leverkusen players ready to go, Bai Xiaotian murmured: "Next, the game has just begun."

"Oh? Leverkusen has started to substitute players!" Seeing the sign held high by the fourth official on the sidelines, Huang Jianxiang was slightly surprised, "And two players were replaced at once!"

After all, Sai Betzen still couldn't get rid of his illness, and he knew that he had become a burden to the whole team.If you stay on the court again, Leverkusen will really miss the championship again!
Replacing Sai Betzen is the late blooming German veteran Kirsten, the German Footballer of the Year in 1990, who will play in Leverkusen to give off his last heat.

Burdalic, who performed well in the first half, was also replaced, and Berbatov, who was dubbed "Brother Chic" by Chinese fans, played in his place.

At this time, Brother Xiaosa is not at the peak of his career. A few years later, the soft-footed shrimp of Tottenham and Manchester United cannot be compared with him now.

After replacing two offensive players in a row, Leverkusen's intention could not be more obvious!
After a whistle, Neuville flicked the ball away.

Everyone in Eindhoven also understands that the next half hour will be the real tough battle!

"Lucio competes for the top!" Although Huang Jianxiang was in the broadcast room, he could somewhat feel the intensity of the field when he watched the rain from the players' hair curtains on the dojo!
The 1.8-meter-eight Brazilian often uses his height to insert assists and disrupt PSV's midfield.

In fact, speaking of it, the average height of this Leverkusen team even reached 1.8 meters five or more.In such a giant formation, recklessly fighting the body is not a good choice.

"Van Bommel tackles!"

"It's Van Bommel again!"

"As expected of Eindhoven's iron-blooded captain!"

"At the critical moment, Van Bommel's timely tackle destroyed Leverkusen's offense!"

"Leverkusen took the throw-in very quickly and it didn't look like they were wasting a second!"

Leverkusen attacked hard, and PSV defended hard!

In order to ensure the safety of the penalty area, Eindhoven set the main line of defense just past the midfield.

Robben and Van Persie also gritted their teeth and stuck to the line of defense.

In just a few minutes, PSV Eindhoven's midfield kept falling and standing up again.

Some were shoveled, and some slipped and fell.

In this increasingly heavy rain, neither party is willing to take a step back.

The addition of Kirsten and Brother Xiaosha has injected new blood into Leverkusen. Although Brother Xiaosha is in a higher position, he also likes to retreat to the midfield to catch the ball and instigate offense.

Seeing Brother Xiaosa forcefully squeeze De Rossi to break through the defense line with his skillful feet and abundant physical strength, Gretz also began to look for players to warm up on the sidelines, and was considering the issue of substitutions.

"Berbatov breaks through, dribbles!"

"Another one passed!"

"Although speed is not Berba's strong point, the technique at his feet is top-notch!"

"Eindhoven beware!"

"If you let him go forward, Berba's short pass is not vegetarian!"

Of course Boulma knew that he could not let Berbatov take another step forward. After speeding up to approach the opponent, he leaned directly on Berbatov with his body.It can be said that his ball is almost aimed at people.

Berbatov, who had lost his center of gravity, immediately fell to the ground, and the referee's whistle sounded, indicating that this was a frontcourt set ball from the pharmaceutical factory.

"Eh? Eindhoven made a substitution!" Just as Leverkusen was about to take a free kick, the fourth official on the sidelines raised a sign. "Gretz is a little bold to do this! When the opponent takes a set kick in the frontcourt, it is the defensive player who is replaced. This"

Huang Jianxiang didn't say what he said next, but everyone knew that it was taboo to change players at such a moment.

Even if there are no definite factors to prove that the substitution at this time will have a bad impact on the team, many people just believe this, and there are really many living examples!
But Gretz can't control that much anymore. Eindhoven is now leading by one goal, and the opponent has made it clear to attack again.Except for Van Bommel, almost everyone in Eindhoven's midfield is inferior in physical confrontation.

De Rossi looked at the number raised on the sidelines, shook his head helplessly, and ran to the sidelines.He knows that his own Champions League game is over, and the rest depends on how his teammates perform.

After Theo Lucius came on the field, he ran directly to his penalty area and stood in front of Berbatov.

Sure enough, Schneider's free kick was to find Beba, who is full of energy and has a prominent hairstyle.

Seeing the ball flying from low altitude, Theolusius grimaced and leaped vigorously, intending to destroy the ball out of the penalty area.

When Ke Gang was about to destroy it with a header, a red and black figure suddenly blocked all of Theo Lucius' sight.Theo Lucius knew the result as soon as his head was blank.

"It's Lucio again!" Huang Jianxiang roared, as if this could remind the Eindhoven players.

"Cech!"

Lucio made a point forward and headed the ball towards the upper right corner of the goal.

Cech in front of the goal line struggled to make a save and barely blocked the ball in front of the goal line.

In the blink of an eye, Huang Jianxiang only had time to call out the name of the player who touched the ball.Because he, like thousands of fans, stared intently in front of PSV.

After Petr Cech fought hard to block, the PSV penalty area became a mess in an instant.

Boomer and Oye each stood next to a goal post to block the door, while Van Bommel, Kevin Hovland, and Yang Heinze rushed to the ball together and blocked the hole with their bodies.

In the confusion, Berbatov, who ran to make a supplementary shot, stretched out his foot and poked the flying ball, hitting Kevin Hovland and popping out of the penalty area.

And when all the players in the penalty area looked up at the ball, there was a loud "boom", and the ball rushed in the opposite direction in an instant.

Almost everyone was startled by the thunderous sound, Van Bommel subconsciously rushed forward and turned his back, intending to block the ball with his body.

But the ball seemed to teleport, finding the only path among the chaotic crowd, and flew straight into the empty goal.

At this moment, the whole audience is boiling!

"GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOAL!" The on-site commentator almost swallowed the whole microphone with his mouth wide open. When he finished his long tone, he directly announced the name of the goal scorer: "Michael Ballack!"

After angrily shooting at the ball from outside the penalty area, Ballack opened his arms and ran to the sidelines. On the rain-soaked turf, he knelt and slid two mud marks.

"what!!!!!!!!"

The cameraman on the sidelines held up his earphones so that he would not be disturbed by Ballack's roar.

At this moment, almost all the cameras were aimed at Ballack, who was kneeling on the sidelines, screaming to the sky, and clenched his fists on both sides of his body.The flashing lights kept blinking, like bolts of lightning, illuminating Barack's figure brightly in the heavy rain.

Ballack kept roaring on the sidelines, venting his resentment and unwillingness.

This time, there was no confusion in Barack's eyes.

Everyone knows that he has completed self-salvation.

(End of this chapter)