Me, Captain of China

Chapter 132: Locker room authority

Hesfield has been in football for decades, and has never seen a scene. He saw what happened just now. So he was surprised by Zheng Zhi's performance.

Even, he didn't have time to remind his disciples, Zheng Zhi seized this fleeting opportunity. Waiting for Heathfield, only the current shock and long sigh.

And his disciples seem to be still ignorant, and they still don't understand why the team suddenly lost the ball.

Effenberg immediately rushed the ball to Matteus. He returned to the backcourt breathlessly, glanced at Matteus, and sarcastically said: "I said, I can't kick Come on, see what ball you just passed! "

"This is what you want."

The rain fell on Mattus's firm face, but he said nothing. Of course, he had to bear the most responsibility for the lost ball. But this was an accident. Under normal circumstances, he will not take the initiative to pass the ball, blame the **** rain.

"Humph,"

He snorted and walked back to his position, ignoring Effenberg.

Effenberg was not interested in asking for fun, and looked at Zheng Zhi again. In fact, he couldn't understand why Zheng Zhi would suddenly rush up to attack and be so determined. Unless, he has been thinking about hitting a counterattack? Coincidentally, when Lothar made a mistake in passing the ball?

That's too scary, this guy keeps staring at their midfield and backcourt while he is busy defending?

terrible!

He believed a little more in his heart, but he still didn't have a deeper understanding like Heathfield.

At this moment, Yang Chen and Zheng Zhi hugged tightly together, the teammates flocked insanely from all directions, but this was the goal of Bayern, everyone was excited.

In the stands, Frankfurt fans ignored the rain and fell into their mouths, shouting Yang Chen's name with his mouth wide open.

"Yang,"

"Yang,"

"Yang!"

The guy who scores a goal is always the most eye-catching hero. They do n’t think about the guy who passes the ball like Huang Jianxiang.

German National Television, Brettner's voice became smaller, he reluctantly explained, "Bayern is too bad,"

"Frankfurt picked up shit, and Lothar gave them a big gift."

"This ball was too unexpected."

"They should change in the next time, exactly halftime is coming, and Heathfield can have enough time to change tactics."

"..."

At this time, a guy's expression was particularly weird. When Schuster scored in Frankfurt in the past, he was either disdainful or flustered. But this time Schuster tilted his head, his eyes kept falling on Zheng Zhi.

"This guy,"

"It seems far better than you think?"

"Is that just an accident? Or was it a tactical attack intentionally launched?"

"No, I have to ask him later ..."

In addition to Heathfield and Huang Jianxiang, Schuster immediately saw the doorway and knew that this was not a simple attack.

After that, he became excited, and the more he felt that he had picked up the baby, the more he wanted to continue training Zheng Zhi.

Within a few minutes, the first half of the game ended, the two sides entered a 15-minute intermission.

In the visiting team's locker room, Heathfield criticized the team.

"We played too relaxed and gave them space to fight back."

"I repeat once, Frankfurt beat Hertha Berlin and Leverkusen. If you think you can easily win here, then continue to dream."

"Just lost the ball just now, not luck."

"It was a premeditated attack!"

"Stefan, what do you think?" He looked sharply at Effenberg.

"I," Effenberg's level of understanding is not so deep, he just analyzed Zheng Zhi peeking into their backcourt.

"He's always looking for opportunities to fight back, which is really scary."

He, of course, refers to Zheng Zhi.

"Do not,"

"It's not just this." A disappointment flashed in Heathfield's eyes. The 30-year-old Effenberg still didn't see it. He was already the most talented midfielder in Germany, but he didn't find the real problem .

"You try to recall when he took the ball to attack."

Uh, Effenberg froze for a moment, and felt that Heathfield was a little overkill today, but he still tried to recall the scene just now.

But Mattus's eyes next to him instantly brightened, he understood, and then said coldly:

"He passes the ball."

"He took advantage of rainy days and successfully hit a counterattack with a high ball."

"Ah!" Effenberg was shocked, and it made sense.

"indeed……"

He was speechless and a guilty pour out of his heart.

"If so, then we really underestimated him."

Hessfield nodded, and finally Effenberg and Matteus did not disappoint him. They both said that the Germans are more rigid, but now it seems that these two guys are not as bad as this ...

"It's not terrible to lose the ball, don't be discouraged."

"Victory will still be ours."

"Exactly, he reminded us that this should be our advantage. We want to increase the chance of long-range shots, hit more shots, grab more points, Giovanni, you replace Strendz in the second half,"

Elber was originally sitting on the bench, heard his name, a flash of excitement flashed in his eyes, and finally rubbed his hands. No matter how strong Heathfield said of Frankfurt, in his eyes, it is a lazy team. How strong is that midfielder, he is not a Brazilian after all, the Germans may think he is strong, but in the eyes of the Brazilians, he is nothing, no matter how strong, Rivaldo they are strong? but……

Suddenly, he felt that the Germans had no knowledge ...

Rotten defense, rotten midfielder, rotten forward! As long as you play, you can definitely beat them with goals.

"Ali, you also go out to warm up."

Ali Day's eyes also brightened up ~ www.readwn.com ~ Unexpectedly, Heathfield was willing to give him half-time performance time.

"Your task is to be responsible for teammates."

Well, even if it is a gun mount, he is willing! Ali Day looked at Heathfield very improved. He really needs playing time now ...

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In the home team's locker room, Emmant Trout summarized the first half of the game and encouraged everyone to continue playing at the same pace as the first half.

Seriously, Zheng Zhi thinks that Emmant Trout ’s coaching level is quite general, and his tactics are stable and stable. There are no bright spots, nor can he reflect any tactical adjustments and changes. The details are much worse.

Perhaps, it is just the reason why he has been staying in the second team and the Bundesliga lower team coaching ...

"Zheng,"

"Do you have anything to say?"

"You are the captain."

This is the authority of the dressing room. Emmant Trout actually gave him such power in the dressing room.

"I think we still have to seize the opportunity to fight back in the second half,"

"Looking at this rainy day, it won't stop for a while, we have to fight back boldly and fight for long shots. The goalkeeper will definitely be afraid of such shots."

"Even if there is no chance to shoot, we must maintain the pressure test on their back defense. We have to boldly hang the ball forward, and the striker will have to work hard," Zheng Zhi glanced at Yang Chen.

"Hold their back defense, not let them all press up."

"Yang Chending is in full swing, if you can't run, then let Saru go."

"We need to pass more high **** to avoid too many passing mistakes. There will also be a lot of physical confrontation in high balls. We have to be prepared."

Hearing Zheng Zhi's analysis, Schuster dismissed the idea to ask Zheng Zhi.

Because he affirmed his previous judgment in his heart ...

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