Sports medicine starts with the Sun Miracle Doctor

Chapter 243 Black Whistle

June 6th, 18pm Korean time.

The local temperature is 27 degrees Celsius, the wind speed is 1.2 meters per second, and the humidity is 59%, which is suitable for competition.

Huge lights illuminate the entire Daejeon World Cup Stadium.

The entire stadium can accommodate more than 4 spectators. Now it is packed with seats and has turned into a sea of ​​red. On the front stand, a huge Korean flag is extremely conspicuous.

They cheered wildly and sang the national anthem in unison.

Outside the stadium, there were even louder cheers.

Outside, nearly 100,000 Korean fans gathered.

On the front of the stands, the President of South Korea and the President of the Football Association Zheng Mongjun came to the scene to cheer for the South Korean team.

41 minutes.

The originally jubilant stadium suddenly became as silent as a tomb.

The performance of this year's South Korean team is directly related to his future political career.

Chen Yu applauded and said to Hesky next to him: "Are we so strong?"

He never expected that the Korean team could not beat the American team in normal play.

But for the US team, Zheng Mengzhun still plans to play honestly.

The South Korean team ranked first in Group D, and the American team was the first to score.

The substitute players are equally excited. They have already received a bonus of 10. If they accidentally break into the top eight, the bonus will be doubled.

He understood all the principles, and Zheng Mengzhun also thought of what Jin Xiaozhong mentioned.

It’s Zheng Mongzhun’s assistant, Jin Xiaozhong.

But Zheng Mengzhun was afraid of using any means.

"Go."

They wanted to use offense to solve the problem, which resulted in the South Korean team's defense being relatively loose, and now, Donovan seized the opportunity.

Zheng Mengzhun gritted his teeth and nodded slightly.

In!

"So I think even if we do it, the US team won't care afterwards. You see, in 88, we took away their gold medal, and they didn't do anything. Anyway, they had already entered the top 16. Before the World Cup, they The head coach was interviewed and said that the goal was to qualify from the group stage, and they have now achieved their goal, so they should have nothing to ask for."

The words were only half spoken.

However, Zheng Mengzhun understood what he meant. The Korean team was able to qualify first in the group because of his own efforts.

During the group stage, the South Korean team played very hard in order to compete for first place in the group and avoid Italy, a popular team in the World Cup.

"President." A voice came from behind.

"Look at this World Cup, there are almost no reporters from the United States. This is enough to show that their domestic attention is not high."

Although the US team played very strongly in the group stage, it is not uncommon for the group to be upset. In Zheng Mongzhun's mind, the US team is still a weak team, and the Korean team has no problem winning.

With a touch of his feet, the football flew over the head and went straight to McBride.

Zheng Mengzhun looked around the entire stadium, and then at the serious-looking president next to him, his eyes extremely tangled.

Zheng Mengzhun waved his hand to stop Jin Xiaozhong.

Who said the American team is bad? It's obviously very strong, okay?

In this game, South Korean coach Hiddink arranged a 343, offensive lineup.

After all, this is Team America.

This goal was a huge blow to the Korean team.

After 40 minutes of silence, the US team took the lead to break the deadlock and lead 1-0.

This pass was very comfortable. McBride jumped high and headed the ball towards the goal.

At the guest table, Zheng Mengzhun, who was still smiling, suddenly turned pale.

The group qualified first. Even before scoring, South Korea kept pressing the American team. Who knew that it was the American team that scored first.

To be honest, before participating in the World Cup, Chen Yuzhen thought that the American team was just wandering around in the group stage, and the focus was on the level of participation.

Behind him, Jin Xiaozhong continued: "President, I don't think the problem is big. Although this is the American team, Americans don't care about football at all. They don't care whether they win or lose, but we are different."

So this game cannot be lost no matter what.

"Are we..." Jin Xiaozhong lowered his voice and said.

Who would have known that along the way, they almost qualified first in the group, but now there is hope of reaching the quarterfinals.

In the end, I was lucky enough to keep my first place and successfully compete against the American team.

Reina, the core of the U.S. team's midfield, launched the attack. Donovan on the wing kept balling, and while running wildly, he threw a fried ball, past the full-back Song Zongguo in front of him, and went straight into the penalty area.

The U.S. team's bench was filled with jubilation. Arena raised his arms and ran circles in excitement.

Americans don't care about winning or losing, but he does. He tried his best to manipulate the situation. At one time, he even gave up his position as FIFA president.

The Korean fans who were jumping happily in the stands were all wilting at this moment.

Jin Xiaozhong nodded, immediately took out his cell phone and sent a few messages.

Halftime ended.

"Work." Chen Yu clapped his hands and called for Husky and others to take action.

The atmosphere in the locker room is relaxed.

Arena stood there watching Chen Yu and others busy at work, and did not talk to many players about the tactics for the second half.

Anyway, the defensive counterattack tactic is pretty good.

After the group stage, Arena has long concluded that the U.S. team has two advantages. First, it is young, full of energy, and in good physical condition. Coupled with the protection of Chen Yu, a super medical team, the entire team is extremely healthy.

This is also the basic condition for a quick defensive counterattack, quick defense, and strong impact.

Secondly, there are no big-name stars in the team. They are all ordinary people with strong tactical execution ability. There will not be a situation where the forward is asked to retreat in time to defend and he is not happy to act like a big-name player.

So it was enough to stick to these two points. He didn't have much in mind when it came to tactics. Seeing Chen Yu working hard, Arena said apologetically: "Chen, I'm afraid you really won't be able to make it to the championship parade this time."

There is hope for the top 8, so Chen Yu must stay at least until the 22nd.

Not only will he miss the Suns' championship parade, but he will also miss the Las Vegas carnival organized by Colangelo.

Chen Yu waved his hand nonchalantly: "Let's eat, drink and have fun. There will be plenty of time in the future."

Like going to Las Vegas, Chen Yu actually doesn't care too much. He's not short of money and can go whenever he wants.

Compared to going to Las Vegas, Chen Yu is looking forward to going to the White House to brush his face.

Just after the group qualified, the president was unwilling to be left alone. He first congratulated the US team for qualifying through the spokesperson, and then announced that he would host a banquet for everyone at the White House after the US team returned to China.

It's obvious that he really cares about Team USA.

It is probably also to boost the morale of Americans. After all, too many things have happened in the past six months, and they have been busy causing trouble all over the world.

The scheduled time is the 19th on the American side.

In other words, even the president never thought that the U.S. team could advance to the quarterfinals. He thought he could return home after playing today.

"Come on in the second half and try to score one." Chen Yu patted Donovan's calf to signal that it was over.

This guy is really nice.

After returning from an intermission, the US team's starting lineup became more vigorous and aggressive, still attacking the Korean team.

Just like the Korean team thinks that the American team is a weak team, in Arena's mind, the Korean team is also a weak team, although he doesn't know how he qualified first in the group.

So after scoring the goal, he did not choose to put a bus in front of the goal, but continued to attack.

In the 49th minute, in front of the South Korean team's penalty area, it was Reina who stuck South Korean midfielder Liu Xiangtie with his back while observing the movements of his teammates and looking for opportunities to attack.

Behind him, Liu Xiangtie fought fiercely.

Just when Reina was about to release the ball, he suddenly exerted force, opened the way with his elbow, forced Reina away, stole the ball and rushed out.

Reina groaned and was pushed to the ground brutishly.

Ten meters away, the referee Byron Moreno turned around and ran away with the ball as if he hadn't seen it.

Reina was lying on the ground, holding his ribs and rolling.

The others didn't care about him and quickly returned to defense.

Arena, who was supervising the game on the sidelines, immediately went berserk and yelled at the fourth official that it was a foul.

The fourth official was unmoved and didn't even look at it.

It was only when the US team intercepted the ball in the backcourt and kicked it out of bounds that Donovan and the others had time to check on Reina.

Moreno ran over to check on Reina.

Chen Yu and Husky stood up together, ready to play at any time.

"Isn't this a foul?" Heskey said angrily.

Chen Yu frowned, feeling a little dirty this time.

Fortunately, Reina has recovered and stood up on his own. It seems that there is no big problem.

Moreno said nothing and waved the game to continue.

The South Korean team served a sideline ball.

Chen Yu sighed and sat back again.

It's probably because this player plays dirty football. There are quite a few such players.

But as soon as his butt touched the stool, a loud sound suddenly erupted from the stands.

A whistle sounded at the same time.

"Shet, what the hell!" Andy Dunbar cursed beside him.

Chen Yu looked up quickly.

I saw a player lying on the turf in the US team's penalty area. No. 21 was the South Korean team's midfielder Park Ji-sung. Next to him, Hajuk spread his hands and looked confused.

Moreno ran over and waved his hand without hesitation, a penalty kick!

"What, a penalty kick!"

"Walterfak, that bastard is diving!"

Everyone around Chen Yu ran away instantly.

On the court, the players of the US team were also confused. Penalty kick, what a joke.

"What are you doing? How can this be a penalty kick?" Arena rushed to the fourth official angrily, spitting wildly.

Just now, the Korean team served a sideline ball and relayed a kick. Park Ji-sung suddenly broke out. After receiving the ball, he changed direction and threw away the defender.

But there was Hajiuk in front of him.

Arena saw clearly that Park Ji-sung was trying to pass Hajiuk with the ball, but he missed it. The two made physical contact, and Park Ji-sung fell to the ground.

At that moment, Arena was not a camera after all, so what he saw was not clear enough, but he had a strong feeling that Park Ji-sung tripped over himself.

On the court, the dissatisfied US team quickly surrounded Moreno.

As the captain, Reina stopped his teammate who was about to go berserk while arguing loudly with Moreno, trying hard to explain that Hajuk did not intentionally collide with Park Ji-sung. This was an obvious flop.

"No need to say any more, I can see clearly, this is a foul." Moreno squeezed away the crowd.

Reina hurriedly stopped him: "Can you look at the replay and see how this could be a foul?"

"What do you want to do!" Moreno's face suddenly changed, and while retreating, he took out a red card directly from his pocket.

Pointing at Reina, the whistle sounded.

Red card sent off!

This time, Reina was stunned.

What did I do? There was no insult or collision, so why did I get a red card?

(End of this chapter)