King Bayern

Chapter 203 Zhirkov

"Daniel, you go and stare at Zhirkov." Yarolim said.

"it is good."

Zhirkov's speed was too fast, and Meyer on the wing was basically no match for him. Just after he passed Meyer, Beyer came out and destroyed the ball.

Bayer was very domineering, and after destroying the ball, he made a provocative look, as if he despised his opponent.

Zhirkov simply didn't go to the bottom, so he fought Bayer. In this one-on-one, Zhirkov and Bayer fought.

"You are not bad, do you want to come to Germany to play football, you can go to the second division of Germany."

European players can basically speak English, so Zhirkov can understand and know that the other party is humiliating him.

"I think it's very difficult to play in Russia at your level."

Bayer grinned wide, "Really? Then introduce yourself."

Zhirkov didn't expect his opponent to be so shameless, so he sneered.

Zhirkov is the core of the CSKA field, and the attack is initiated by Zhirkov. In other words, he is the general.

He found that the team's forward skills were too rough, and he had no advantage in the penalty area at all, so he could only shoot from a long distance.

When Zhirkov dribbled the ball to the front of the penalty area, he suddenly cut in, Bayer stretched his foot, and at a narrow angle, Zhirkov shot.

Left-footed curveball.

The big arc is aimed at the back corner of the goal. This kind of ball is very difficult, but if it is scored, it is a masterpiece.

Lenz made a pounce, but it was still far away. The arc of the ball... was aimed at the goal at the end. At this time, Zhirkov was eager to see through it. He didn't celebrate wantonly until the ball flew into the goal. cheer.

"Damn it, it's 0 to 2."

At this moment, Hassler was really in a hurry, and stretched out his hand, "Give me a sip of vodka."

"haha okay."

After taking a sip of vodka with a sharp throat, Hassler felt a little better, "I will never come to Moscow, this damn place."

Gazaev also wanted to drink, but he had no alcohol to drink, but because of his excitement, his face was flushed, as if he was drunk, and he grabbed the CSKA fans beside him.

"See, this is my team."

"I told you yesterday at the press conference that I would win the damn 1860 Munich."

"We're going to the knockout rounds."

"Boss, we love you."

Jeremes kicked the bench hard, "Let me go."

"Your injury."

"almost."

Now Balakov is the boss of 1860, and finally he nodded, "Okay." The more difficult the situation, the more he can see the role of a veteran.

Substitution at 1860, Neuville off, Jeremiah off.

Hassler was overjoyed when he saw Jeremiah playing, "This guy can't take it anymore." He knew that with Jeremiah's character, how could he bear the opponent's abuse of himself.

The situation is clear now, if CSKA scores another goal, then they advance, if 1860 scores a goal.That totally kills the game.

Just after Jeremiah played a game, Zhirkov suffered a lot in a defense and fell to the ground directly.

When Zhirkov was rolling all over the floor, Jeremys looked calm, "What are you pretending, did you break your leg?"

Bayer looked admiring, "A villain is a villain."

Under the defense of Jeremys, Jarolim, and Bayer, CSKA's offense got stuck.

But it was still one goal away. At this time, CSKA Moscow was like a red-eyed villain. They didn't care about anything, and almost all the players were overwhelmed.

At this moment, the ball was passed out, and a blue figure came out to kill Chen Mu!

"Offside."

"Idiot!" thought Hassler.

When Chen Mu took the ball, he hadn't passed the midfield, and there was no offside at all. The home fans were shouting for offside, but Chen Mu just ran forward at high speed, and the CSKA players were retreating at full speed.

"Catch up, run away."

The CSKA fans ran back desperately, but Chen Mu's speed was too fast, and the pressure from the CSKA players was too great.

Chen Mu was calm and even cold-blooded when he dribbled the ball. He had already figured out what to do, which was to hit the goal after passing the opponent.

After Chen Mu dribbled the ball into the penalty area, he made a fake move, swayed his feet, and shot an empty goal after passing the opponent's goalkeeper.

The sky in Moscow seemed to be under a spell, and everything stopped, as if even the wind stopped.

The game is over, and for CSKA Moscow, promotion has become out of reach.

Chen Mu, who scored the goal, rushed to the sidelines and raised his fist to respond to those big Russian bears who provoked the whole game of 1860.

"See, it's over, it's over."

And how could Big Clumsy Bear tolerate the opponent's provocation, they cursed Chen Mu most fiercely, at this moment Jeremys ran over and made the same gesture as Chen Mu, "Brother, I support you."

Amidst the scolding all over the sky, the referee came out to appease the players of both sides, and the game resumed.

At this time, you can see the characteristics of the neurotic nation. At the time of 2-0, CSKA's fighting power was comparable to any giant in Europe, but after 2-1, CSKA seemed to have lost its soul, and its offense was like a loose sand.

At this time, 1860 had the upper hand, there was no need to fight, CSKA lost the ball by itself, the ball reached 1860 feet, and then 1860 could start attacking, in 85 minutes, 1860’s Diego Forlan scored another goal The score became 2-2.

At this time, the scene was full of boos, and the home fans had already started booing their team. What was even worse was that some fans called Gazayev to dismiss him from get out of class.

Gazayev's face was livid.

This is the first time he was called out of get out of class by the fans of the home team at home!

"Gazayev, get out."

"Gazayev, get out."

……

The anger of the fans reverberated through the stadium, and Gazaev really wanted to find a crack in the ground to get in.

In the end, 1860 stopped attacking. The score of 2 to 2 was enough. 1860 began to pass the ball in the backcourt, and CSKA stopped grabbing the ball.

"It was the dirtiest game I've ever seen."

The CSKA fans in the stands drank all the vodka in one go, "Thomas, I said earlier that Gazaev is an asshole."

Hassler smiled and said nothing.

Three long whistles, the game is over, and the 1860 players began to celebrate. Although the group stage is 5 to 3, the difficulty is not too big, but this is the first UEFA Cup game for 1860, and the opponents behind will become stronger and stronger. It may be a strong team such as Liverpool.

But for all 1860 players, those are not important for the time being, what is important now is to enjoy the current promotion victory.