National Treasure Striker [Football]

The warm-up ended soon. After the fourth official and the coaches of the two teams finished their starting lists, the game was about to start, and the live broadcast was also started at this time.

Julian was a substitute player, so instead of gathering in the player tunnel with his starting teammates, he sat on the bench early and waited for the game to start.

The camera recognized him, and the commentary on the German side was very happy to introduce this incredible young man: "This young man's first game in the Premier League was amazing. We once thought that the data was wrong or Wenger was wrong. If his shooting ability No, Wenger would not let him play as a striker, but Wenger insisted on making him a goalkeeper?"

"We haven't seen Felix as a goalkeeper, we don't know how he does his job."

Julian sensed the approach of the camera, and looked towards this side with his deep eyes, unconsciously focused in a daze, as if he was not ready to be spied on by people, but his eyes would give people an illusion, as if he was separated by The screen is staring at you seriously.

It was only when the camera got closer that he realized that he was actually careless, and he didn't panic at all when he found himself on the big screen of the stadium. Instead, he was caught off guard in the blink of an eye, and naturally gave 8 more than [-] special fans a wink.

The light from his angle is very good, and the lens perfectly shows his appearance without any dead ends.

It stands to reason that it is provocative, but coupled with his immature and clean face, people don't feel offended at all, and only praise is left in their minds.

German commentary: "..."

German fans: "..."

This, is this really a German species?

Can we honest Germans do such a thing?

...Oh, forgot, he's also half-Italian.

Blame the unreliable Italians!

Sitting with Julian today is Chamberlain.

Players from the two teams were preparing to enter the field, and Chamberlain was chatting with Julian.

Chamberlain: "How many matches do you think we will play against Dortmund today?"

Julian: "I don't know, it's okay to win."

Chamberlain: "Their top scorer is a bit strong, brother. It's that Lewandowski, Lewandowski...that name is really hard to pronounce."

Julian's face was confused: "Huh? What is what? Who?"

Chamberlain looked shocked: "Brother, aren't you? Lewandowski! He is the most famous player in Dortmund."

Julian shook his head: "Well... I don't seem to have any impression."

Before Chamberlain wanted to say something, there was a cough.They turned their heads and saw the teaching assistant staring at them.

cough cough.As if something was exposed, Julian chuckled.

Teaching assistant: "..."

A few days ago, he talked with this group about the technical characteristics of the opposing players, especially with the defensive players, and focused on analyzing with them what to do when they encounter Lewandowski.

In the end, Julian didn't even remember his name?He handed people's photos and corresponding names to Julian to help him get acquainted!

Julian is quite innocent. His English level is only good in listening and speaking. It is really difficult for him to read and write, especially when he is asked to read a large list of names.Julian glanced over, leaving no impression in his mind.

Moreover, he is still a bit face-blind. He still can't tell the difference between the two Korean players in the team. He can call almost everyone's name within a month.

The assistant coach is expressionless. Fortunately, this guy is a substitute goalkeeper, basically watching the show...watching the game, he doesn't need to play, and he still has time to train in the future.

Wenger stood far away and didn't hear their conversation. He was shaking hands with Dortmund coach Klopp.

The coach of Dortmund is a middle-aged man who looks a little rough. He wears a pair of very nerdy glasses, a sports jacket, and a big beard.

Julian noticed that after his coach shook hands with the other coach, he said a few words, then stepped aside and began to zip his jacket, and then...it got stuck.

Just when Julian was thinking about whether to help, the players on the field had already lined up, and a burst of music sounded.

Everyone then stood up, knowing that the game was about to start.

The routine team song session ended, and Julian and Chamberlain continued to sit and watch the show... Watching the game, since Julian didn't recognize anyone, Chamberlain gave him some pointers on who was who when he had nothing to do:

"Did you see that tall forward, that number 9, he is Lewandowski." As soon as Chamberlain finished speaking, Lewandowski received the ball, broke into the Arsenal penalty area, and directly gave Arsenal the goal A very threatening long-range shot was made in front of him.

"... Awesome." Chamberlain exclaimed.

Speaking of the number 9 and the tall man, Julian, who is particularly sensitive to numbers recently, remembered: "Oh, I have a little impression. Is he the one with a height of 184 and a weight of 78?"

Chamberlain: "..."

The teaching assistant who didn't come up in one breath: "..."

Dare you not remember their name, but you even know their height and weight?

You can't guess Julian's brain circuit or a woman's little thoughts.Julian turned around and protested to the assistant coach: "He is not as tall as the captain, but much heavier than the captain. I think my weight is fine now!"

Not only Lewandowski, Julian also rarely mentioned someone: "Germany's main goalkeeper Neuer, he weighs 93kg."

The assistant coach glared at him: "He is the main goalkeeper of the national team, are you?!"

Chamberlain was sandwiched between them, and his face gradually became serious.

No, Mr. Teaching Assistant, is your logic really correct?Can you not control your weight when you are a national team? !

Sure enough, his little friend's eyes lit up: "Being the main goalkeeper can you eat meat?"

As soon as the voice fell, he was hit on the head. Everyone looked up and saw Wenger walking back.

Even the good-tempered old man didn't hold back his hands, which shows how capable Julian is.

Wenger didn't use any force, he and Julian exchanged a glance, and the latter tactfully made room for him.

Julian continued without fear of death: "Boss, I'm serious."

Wenger looked at the game in front of him and replied: "If you can keep enough clean sheets, I will consider it."

Julian:! ! !

Julian: "Deal!"

The young man finally watched the game quietly, but soon everyone could no longer calm down.

Lewandowski's strength is not boasting. He is in an absolute upward stage this season, scoring goals in every game, and this game is also in excellent condition.

In the opening 18 minutes, he helped the team score a goal.Arsenal goalkeeper Szczesny tried his best, but the ball was fast and spinning, and Arsenal's defenders didn't have time to catch up with the replacement, so he couldn't save it.

It's okay to be behind by one goal. Arsenal are not good at playing against the wind, but they also play a lot against the wind, and they are used to it.

But they didn't hold up, and Szczesny didn't look too good amidst the dreadful home form, and he quickly missed the second goal.

It was still Lewandowski who scored the goal, and Szczesny was lying on the grass with a pale face. The loud cheers and his own mistakes made him panic.

He tried hard to cheer himself up, but the young defensive mentality was even more broken than him, and Lewandowski almost scored goals several times.

Arsenal also worked hard in the frontcourt. Van Persie also had several threatening attacks, but they were all confiscated by Dortmund goalkeeper Weidenfeller.

I haven't scored a goal yet, but my opponent has already scored two goals!

No matter what you say, you can't let the opponent score again, or you will be gg in the first round!

Szczesny gritted his teeth, he worked very hard, which is good, but too hard.

Towards the end of the first half, when the Arsenal players thought the referee was going to blow the whistle and accidentally relaxed, Dortmund No. 9 Lewandowski once again received a pass from his teammates in the frontcourt.

Chamberlain murmured: "Ah, I like to break through the middle."

Julian thought more than him. He found that Arsenal's central defender was one behind, while Lewandowski and his teammates had formed a two-for-one situation at the front of the small penalty area.

Sure enough, Lewandowski and his teammates cooperated with each other, and then passed another Arsenal defender in front of him. Only Szczesny was left in front of him.

Now Szczesny could only grit his teeth and fight him one-on-one. He attacked, and he tried his best to reach the ball. He must stop this god of death!

At this time, the goalkeeper is at an absolute disadvantage. Their saves are always difficult to succeed in front of world-class strikers.Lewandowski easily changed the ball with his left and right feet, and flexibly avoided Szczesny's hand with the ball under his feet.

There is an empty door behind, and Szczesny is desperate!

His brain was uncontrollable, he stretched out his hand and pulled at the nearest thing he could reach, and only after he finished pulling did he realize what he was pulling.

The ball rolled over the baseline, and several people from the Arsenal bench had stood up, their eyes wide.

Oh man, Lewandowski fell!

The striker on the opposite side fell in his own penalty area!

If the one who blocked him was a defender, this is definitely the rhythm of a penalty kick!

and many more.

It was not the defender who stopped him, but the goalkeeper!

Could it be that Szczesny made him fall?

...God, Lewand must have wrestled by himself!

If the defender brings down the striker, it may only be a penalty, and the defender can still stay safely; but if the goalkeeper brings down the striker, it is no longer as simple as a penalty, it is a question of going down to the goalkeeper!

However, the prayers of the Arsenal fans and players were useless. The referee on duty saw clearly that Lewandowski was tripped by Szczesny's hand.

It's a real hammer, and there is no explanation for the red card and penalty kick.

Szczesny came down with a sad face, and the referee, who hadn't withdrawn the red card in his hand, had already begun to urge the Arsenal coach on the sidelines to make a decision quickly and not delay the time with tactics.

The England commentator exclaimed: "Arsenal's situation is not good! They are still facing the problem of a penalty kick and ten players when they are behind by two goals! The most important thing is that the one they have less is the goalkeeper! "

The camera showed Wenger with a very unsightly face, and the commentary continued: "I don't know what decision Wenger will make. Normally, the coach will let one of the players on the field go down, and replace the team's substitute goalkeeper to keep the goal. "

Anyone can be missing, but the goalkeeper cannot be missing.The camera came to Arsenal's bench and stopped on the faces of the two substitute goalkeepers brought in by the team.

One is the No. 1 goalkeeper Almunia, who has suffered repeated injuries recently, and the other is the No. 88 young goalkeeper (crossed out) striker Julian who has mixed reviews.

"The official website data shows that Julian is the goalkeeper. Although we still have doubts about this positioning... But it seems that Arsenal has no intention of correcting this'mistake'. So...Wenger, who will you choose?"

When the number of substitutions is still sufficient, the coach will of course choose to let the second goal go.The question is which one he chooses.

"That is to say, No. 88, who played as a striker and scored two goals before, is likely to be a goalkeeper in this game?"

Thorn... Stimulate!

Fans are guessing:

"Is it Almunia? Although Almunia hasn't played much recently, his injury should be recovering soon. Judging from his experience in competitions, he is the most suitable candidate."

"Not necessarily. If Almunia can play, Wenger will not let him sit on the bench all the time. Szczesny is generally inferior to Almunia for the time being."

"But you said let that number 88 come on? Oh come on, how did I remember he was a striker?!"

The Arsenal fans were so anxious that they could not wait to roll up their sleeves and play in person, blocking the door with their bodies.

Wenger made a quick decision. He said a few words to the assistant coach, and stretched out his hand to Julian, who was sitting there relaxed, as if nothing had happened.

Familiar posture, familiar mouth shape——

"Julian, you come on."

The difference is that last time Wenger used Julian as a secret weapon to catch everyone off guard. This time, Wenger finally remembered Julian's original position: No. 88, a young substitute goalkeeper.

Julian was surprised not to point at his nose this time. When Lewandowski fell, he was mentally prepared-judging from years of experience as a forward, the No. 9 of Dortmund must have been tripped Fall, not fall by yourself.

At that time, the other players were a few steps behind, and the field of vision was very empty. As long as the referee is not blind, it is impossible to sit idly by, not to mention that this is Dortmund's home court.

He stood up and trotted to the side for an urgent warm-up, ignoring Almunia's complicated eyes.

The assistant coach was even more nervous than him. When Julian was warming up on the spot, he was chattering beside him with a tactical board.

Seeing how nervous he was, Julian comforted him kindly: "Take it easy, sir. It's not a big problem."

Teaching assistant: "..."

This is the fact, they are already 0-2 behind, the goal is very clear, don't let the opponent expand the score.What is most needed at this time is Fang Ping mentality.

The assistant coach still added a sentence: "The one who kicked the penalty kick must be Dortmund's No. 9. His preference for kicking penalty kicks is..."

Julian patted him on the shoulder, smiled at him, then took off his vest smartly, handed it to him, took the staff's gloves, and began to put them on.

The teaching assistant had a depressed expression on his face after babbling, Julian, a worrying child, did he really listen to him?

After putting on the gloves, Julian waved his hand and pressed his leg on the spot. The action was almost like splits on the spot, and then he calmly entered the court.

The fourth official: "..."

Lens: "..."

fan:? ? ?

what do you wantWe tell you, don't mess around!We're calling the police!

The assistant coach didn't know when he returned to the bench, just as Wenger was standing there.

Julian's figure was blocked by the players who hadn't stood up yet. The assistant coach took a deep breath. For some reason, he had the mentality of being a parent whose child went to school for the first time.

Then he heard Wenger say: "He's very confident, isn't he?"

Teaching Assistant: "Huh?"

Wenger and Julian did the same thing, he patted each other: "All we have to do is trust him."

The expression on Julian's face, with his back to everyone, was actually not that calm, and there was even a sinister smile on the corner of his mouth.

——Your father Julian lost 8 catties in a week for this competition! 8 catties! !

What if you don't get your money back? !