Chapter 22 Young people who are not morally polite!
During the halftime break, the No. 3 Middle School fell behind by two goals, which really made the defending champion feel unprecedented pressure. Sun Weiwei and Gao Yiwei, the two flag figures, also returned to the lounge with a serious look on their faces.
Qin Liwei, the coach of Provincial No. 3 Middle School, also had cold frost on his face, and even had a sense of confusion in his eyes. The team...what happened to him?
Even during the process of winning the king last year, this team has never encountered such a dilemma. Even if it is behind... it will be the best of one goal!
As a result, facing the Youcheng Sports School today, he was already two goals behind just after the first half. He was completely unable to suppress his opponent on the scene. He began to try to seize the opportunity to make mistakes and failed to catch them. The opponent used the speed of No. 25 Yang Xiaozhuang tore the defense line open. When he was pressed up in full, he not only failed to force the opponent to make a mistake, but his defense was torn apart again and lost the second goal.
This game is hard to play!
Before the game, everyone from Provincial No. 3 Middle School never thought that in the face of the Youcheng Sports School, which has not won a victory in the Provincial League in recent years, its team will eventually fall into this dilemma.
Facing his team members, Qin Liwei and others calmed down a little before opening their mouths and said, "In the first half, we were indeed behind in the score, but this is not your fault. The attack power of the Youcheng Sports School was indeed a bit unexpected. No one expected their offense beforehand."
"However, falling behind by two goals is just a difficult situation. We are not in a desperate situation until now! In the second half, let's adjust our tactics... Sun Weiwei, you don't have to stare at the No. 25 in the second half. This is not conducive to your advantage. When you move forward, our overall formation will also push forward, attack around the opponent and completely suppress them! We will be able to recover two goals soon."
Sun Weiwei nodded solemnly. Now he had completely figured it out. He stared at the No. 25. Although it did limit the opponent's performance, he actually gave up his advantages. The team's frontcourt organizational ability, the midfield interception ability, his overall situation, insight, etc. Now it seems... it's a bit unworthy of the loss!
When Qin Liwei explained the tactics of the second half of the game to the players of Provincial No. 3 Middle School, the Youcheng Sports School seemed very relaxed...
As the real helm of the Youcheng Sports School, Liu Yu’s arrangements for the team are simply... simple and rough!
"Young guys, we are now leading by two goals, but don't take it lightly. Don't relax in defense. Even if you use tactical fouls, you can't let the opponent break through at will, especially on the wing."
"Offensively... I only have one requirement in the second half, to create as many set pieces as possible. In the first half, we only had two set pieces. This is really too few. Yang Xiaozhuang's free kick is quite threatening, but if it really threatens the opponent's goal, it requires more opportunities."
"In general, in the second half, we will focus on defensive counterattacks. If you have the opportunity to create a set piece, don't let it go. As long as Yang Xiaozhuang can score another set piece, we will win this game... Do you understand?"
"clear!"
The players from the Youcheng Sports School shouted in unison, which was a bit of a rainbow of morale...
In fact, after taking the lead of two goals in the first half, the players of the Youcheng Sports School were already full of confidence. When they faced the Third Middle School before the game, they were still a little worried, but after the game started, they realized that the Third Middle School... was just that!
For the team to be able to lead two goals in the first half, Ding Chengshan and Liu Yu never expected that anyone could have thought in advance that the No. 3 Middle School would actually make their captain Sun Weiwei stare at Yang Xiaozhuang?
This... is simply a waste of martial arts!
Idiot-like thoughts!
Anyway, the Youcheng Sports School will definitely not sacrifice its own advantages to curb the opponent just because of its particularly strong opponent. However, it cannot be said that the tactical arrangement of the Third Middle School of Management is wrong. It can only be said that Brother Sticker has too great a deterrent power, which makes his opponents start to make mistakes in a hurry.
As the game entered the second half, as Liu Yu and Ding Chengshan expected, the Provincial No. 3 Middle School began to force the pressure as soon as they came up, and even the two full-backs on the left and right began to wait for an opportunity to step forward, hoping to put pressure on the defense line of the Youcheng Sports School.
With such a big push, the Third Middle School of Management has indeed achieved its own goal. They have more offensive opportunities on the court, especially when their captain Sun Weiwei also pressed forward and kept passing the ball to create opportunities for the team's offense.
But...youcheng Sports School has been prepared for a long time!
Faced with the crazy counterattack of the defending champion Provincial No. 3 Middle School, except for Bi Haiyu in the front, Yang Xiaozhuang was wandering around and waiting for an opportunity to move, and everyone else, including Ma Bo, the front midfielder, retreated to his halftime.
So... there are more people!
There are so many people in the Youcheng Sports School’s edition!
With the joint efforts of both sides of the game, seventeen or eighteen people gathered in half the court, which also caused huge resistance to the offense of Provincial No. 3 Middle School. They had no room for passing the ball at all, and could only keep raising high balls to the penalty area of the Youcheng Sports School.
It’s a pity... this kind of playing style is really not very threatening!
On the contrary, the defensive counterattack of the Youcheng Sports School seems to be more threatening than the strong attack of the Provincial No. 3 Middle School!
In the 59th minute, Yang Xiaozhuang once again showed his shocking speed in the counterattack. He started from the center line and ran wildly, received Bi Haiyu's pass, rushed outside the penalty area of Provincial No. 3 Middle School, and was directly pulled down by the opponent's right guard Wang Shuo. The whole process only took... four seconds!
At most, it's only four seconds!
Such a sharp counterattack, although it was ultimately not converted into a goal, also cost the Save No. 3 Middle School. The referee fairly gave a set piece and gave Wang Shuo a yellow card.
“Huh——————”
"Red-card!Red-card!"
Although the foul tactics of Provincial No. 3 Middle School were helpless, the many students from the engineering college who watched the game on the spot did not care about that. They immediately burst into loud booing, and some even made a fuss to give red cards.
These students are not just from the provincial capital, but college students from all over the country. They just watch the football and enjoy watching it. Just so... the tactical style of the Youcheng Sports School makes people feel very happy!
Especially Yang Xiaozhuang No. 25, after this kid rushed up on the court, the feeling of absolute speed was really so good and so satisfying!
With this goal just now, Yang Xiaozhuang was able to shoot and score a goal!
So... the Third Session of the Second Middle School is the enemy!
This set piece is only three or four meters away from the penalty area line of the Third Middle School of Provincial High School and only twenty-four meters away from the goal. If Yang Xiaozhuang, who took the penalty kick, would have no chance!
“25—Come on!”
“25——In one!”
“25—Come on!”
“25——In one!”
Yang Xiaozhuang, who was still hesitating whether to cooperate with his teammates, suddenly heard the support from the stands, and then he nodded directly to seek cooperation. After running up, he kicked the ball...
Bang!
The ball soared into the air and flew out to the right, in the air... suddenly turned back to the seat!
S ball!?
Ding Chengshan and Liu Yu stood up and paid close attention to him...
The ball flew back was not large, but... enough to let the ball fly into the door frame!
The goalkeeper of the No. 3 Middle School had only time to turn his head and glance, watching the ball fly into his own goal...
“Haa——————”
Yang Xiaozhuang stood there with his arms waved and roared in a big victory... It's stable, it's stable!
The players from the Youcheng Sports School all hugged him like crazy and pressed him to the ground... 0:3, leading three balls!
At the No. 3 Middle School, everyone was as beautiful as the face. Their spirit... was completely lost by Yang Xiaozhuang's goal!
When he was two goals behind, Safe No. 3 Middle School still had a try, but Yang Xiaozhuang's goal... was really the last straw that broke the camel's back!
In the stands, the students from the School of Engineering were blown up...
"Damn it! S ball?"
"Oh my god! How could it be an S ball?"
“No. 25…YYDS!”
"Why don't I be surprised? Ha...because I've seen Yang Xiaozhuang's fallen leaf ball!"
"This...is this really a high school student?"
"Damn! This young man...damn!"
Chapter completed!