King Bayern

Chapter 179

"What just happened?"

Jeremys and Yarolim looked at each other in disbelief. The players on the court are different from the audience.

The audience is watching the ball from the emperor's perspective, so they can see everything clearly, but the players have blind spots.

What happened just now happened too fast, so Yarolim and Jeremys couldn't see it clearly, but Hassler on the sidelines could see it clearly.

When Marcelinho took the ball and broke through, he hit his back heel, and then passed through the closed defense of Jeremiah and Jarolim.

"Worthy of being the German Footballer." Hassler was a little impressed.

"What are you two doing standing there stupidly? Go after them."

Marcelinho's speed is too fast, so fast that he can't even catch up with his teammates. At this time, the closest to him is the Angolan striker Rafael.

Seeing that there was no support from his teammates, Marcelinho took a long shot from outside the penalty area. The ball flew straight to the goal, and Lenz held it out of the baseline with a single palm.

After finishing the shot, the audience burst into applause, but Marcelinho looked dissatisfied. The goal was obviously too slow for his teammates.

Marcelinho suddenly had a feeling of being overwhelmed by the heights. His level was too high. In Hertha Berlin, Marcelinho also took the corner kick.

A curved kick was taken, and Lenz hugged the ball, and the attack was considered over.

Hertha Berlin's offense revolved around Marcelinho. After the first pass, Jeremys and Jarolim cheered up.

The two soon faced Marcelinho again.

The Brazilian stepped on the ball and turned to protect the ball. Jeremys and Jarolim were very tight this time.

Marcelinho dyed his hair red and looked very eye-catching on the court. At this moment, Marcelinho flashed out of the corner of his eye and Raphael cut in.

Marcelinho tapped his heel.

"not good."

After Rafael took the ball, he was flat, and the defensive attention of 1860's midfielder was all on Marcelinho.

"Come back and chase."

"If you play like this, Jeremys will be exhausted." Hasler thought to himself.

Raphael's speed is very fast. After cutting into the penalty area, he aimed at the far corner and shot. Lenz blocked the ball with his foot.

Just when the defense line at 1860 breathed a sigh of relief, the ball flew back the same way. It turned out to be Marcelinho's shot from outside the penalty area.

Marcelinho could play where he pointed, and the ball went straight to the left corner of the goal. Lenz sat on the ground after making the first save, and could only watch helplessly.

"The ball went in."

Falkogts jumped up excitedly and punched the 1860 fans, "See, see, who is the boss?"

Marcelinho's celebration was very arrogant. Like Ronaldinho, he made two "six" gestures, but Marcelinho also added a gesture, which had a provocative meaning, that is, to take off his hat.

Obviously what Marcelinho meant was that the minimum consumption in this game is a hat-trick, that is, at least two goals must be scored.

In the Bundesliga, Marcelinho in his heyday can be said to be a bug. If he hadn't become addicted to alcohol and women later, Marcelinho might have become a world-class star.

Hasler called Jeremes and Yarolim over, "Are you two idiots? Your defensive moves are like schoolchildren."

Jeremes wanted to say that the opponent was too fast, but in the end he didn't say it.

After the goal, Hertha Berlin's offense was even more oppressive. Both sides looked down on their opponents. Naturally, it was impossible to put on a bus. They only attacked and did not defend. This kind of game will be very good to play.

Soon, Marcelinho dribbled again with the ball. This time, Jarolim was rude and kicked Marcelinho directly in the calf.

A yellow card can't escape, Jeremys winked at Yarolim, "Nice job, old man."

Marcelinho fell to the ground and rolled a few times, he hated the two rough brothers in 1860, "Bastard!"

Hertha Berlin got a free kick in the frontcourt. Gilbert wanted to take the penalty, but Marcelinho, who was struggling, said it was unnecessary and he wanted to kick this ball.

"I come."

Goals are the best revenge, and Marcelinho knows it well.But the distance of this ball is a bit far, almost 30 meters.

Lenz only lined up a four-person wall, because it is estimated that the opponent may still pass the ball instead of shooting because the distance is too far.

After the ball was kicked out, it was indeed a pass, but soon, Lenz found something was wrong. This ball was a bit like Ronaldinho's flying fairy in the 2002 World Cup. The rules of the ball in the air were very strange.

"My God, the ball ended up going towards the goal."

Like Seaman back then, Lenz's jumping ability has also declined. If this kind of ball is a young goalkeeper, he may still save it, but Lenz did not jump in the end.

"The ball is scored again, the world wave, the world wave!"

This time Marcelinho was even more arrogant. He stretched out a finger, which meant that he was one goal away from a hat-trick.

Jeremes hated others being arrogant in front of him the most. He really wanted to rush to punch Marcelinho. Of course, if that was the case, Jeremes would stop kicking.

0 to 2, will this be 1860's three-game losing streak?

Many experts in the football circle are already beating drums in their hearts. Hasler himself can't stand losing like this.

In the stands, Wilde Moser's face was ashen, "Old friend, Thomas, do you really want to leave?"

Wildmoser knows that in the football circle, if you don't win, you can only leave. This is very cruel, and it is the same for any coach.

The ultimatum from the team's top management is very close. This ball is on the edge of the cliff. Marcelinho's two goals seem to push Hassler off the cliff.

Hasler turned around and sat down. This was no longer a technical problem, but a psychological problem. The team became an away game bug.

"How to do?"

No way, unless you win, there is no way.

Hassler only has these people in his hands. Chen Mu, Jeremiah, Fran, Johnson, his aces are all on the court.

After much deliberation, Hasler finally came up with a solution, which was to perform a trick in the locker room during the intermission.

At the end of halftime, the team trailed 0 to 2. The home fans were as happy as if they were celebrating a holiday, while the away fans were mournful and looked very ugly.

"Can we only dominate in the Bundesliga, and we are scum in the Bundesliga?"

"The king of the Bundesliga, the scum of the Bundesliga."

At this time in 1860, the confidence of the players and fans was frustrated. The players lowered their heads and ran into the player tunnel. To make matters worse, the players began to complain to each other. They all felt that it was the fault of the teammates, and the teammates should run more.

Chen Mu didn't say a word. He had already seen the bad signs. Hassler's choice was very important in the 15 minutes of midfield.