If you are a brother, come and play football

Chapter 32 The author is taking a break due to injury and the publication is suspended (Please collect and vote for me)

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Beckenbauer could no longer sit still, he stood up and looked at the field trembling.

It's not like he hasn't seen such a scene before.

But even he couldn't score two goals in two consecutive minutes in front of so many international players of Dortmund.

The football emperor stared at number seven on the field with a complicated expression.

This was what he expected from Muller before, but he didn't expect that the person who performed at such a level was Muller's opponent, a young man who had just started playing in the top league.

With bright smiles and strong affinity, the whole team gathered closely together.

This was the football of his dreams.

It was not our original intention to compete with Borussia Mönchengladbach for the right to speak, but the national team must have unified thinking.

No wonder.

No wonder!
No wonder the media is obsessed with this northern Italian team.

Beckenbauer saw something extraordinary in this Sampdoria team.

There are a few steady veterans, the majority of the middle-aged generation, and some young talents.

It’s really exciting.

After standing up briefly, Franz Beckenbauer sat down and applauded with a smile.

Schmidt complained with a somewhat unpleasant expression: "Shouldn't you support Dortmund? After all, it is our team."

"Since you can't win, just enjoy the game."

Beckenbauer said.

"You're blocking me!"

Debelle shouted, clapping his hands.

Schultz couldn't help but grin and put his tongue inside his teeth.

Fuck, I just slide and tackle, can I still block your view?

Helmer pushed Debel and said, "Say less. No one wants to talk."

"It's not you who's scooping up the ball."

Debel said unhappily.

Helmer silently rolled his eyes.

This guy has a stronger temper than he has strength.

When Muller saw his teammates arguing, his expression became visibly ugly.

Captain Zorc noticed this immediately.

Their talented attacking midfielder is the kind of person who plays football very much depending on his mood. When good things happen to him, he can do anything on the court, but if it is occasionally cloudy or rainy or a movie he watched makes him sad, it will immediately reflect on the court.

If the team wants to counterattack, it depends on Muller's performance. He quickly returned to the penalty area to comfort several teammates and asked them not to cause anxiety for Muller anymore.

The commentator on West German TV also fell silent.

Before, they thought that Matthäus and Bremer were dragged down by their teammates when playing in Italy, but they didn’t expect that Lu Deyang would give them a live teaching in Westfalen today.

Dortmund is a title challenger with a squad that includes several West German players, and the only foreign player, McLeod, is also the Scottish ace.

Such a lineup was beaten like this at the start?

"...We are ready for every game, we always defend our goal, we are firmly together, cheer for football, Dortmund, cheer for us, Dortmund, Dortmund, we will never lose courage and confidence in front of any opponent, cheer for football, Dortmund!"

You can beat Dortmund, but it's hard to conquer Westfalen.

Even though the entire Dortmund team was in a depressed mood, the stadium soon rang out with the passionate Dortmund team song again.

The distinct rhythm expresses a mood of boundless optimism, as if no difficulties can defeat them.

Zork looked towards the stands and silently clenched his fists.

At this moment he deeply realized what it meant that football is nothing without the fans.

"Cheer up and stop being a wimp!"

Zorc shouted, waving his hand.

As a native local, he must stand up at this time.

Lu Deyang took a look at Dortmund’s half. Is this kind of opponent interesting?

During his period of assignment, Kumagai Genshinori was very concerned about Lu Deyang's condition. Fortunately, Lu Deyang handed the manuscript to him before leaving, so he could watch the game with peace of mind and just send the manuscript back tomorrow.

Dortmund's technology is still online.

Because the playing style of their own players is too typical, they brought in Scottish international McLeod to cooperate with Muller.

McLeod obviously realized that he had to lure Sampdoria out, so after getting the ball he was not in a hurry to pass it forward.

Mancini was obviously a little impatient and rushed forward.

Vialli shook his head and could only follow.

McLeod waited for the two men to get close before passing the ball back.

Schultz got the ball and immediately passed it to Zork in front of him.

After Zorc passed the ball back again, Kutowski rushed forward and kicked the ball. Seeing this, Parry knew it was not good.

The ball went straight to the right.

After receiving the ball, Muller tried to move to the middle, but Pellegrini moved sideways, and Muller changed direction and continued to rush forward with the ball.

They are all running at high speed, so it is not easy to find an opportunity to adjust.

While running, Muller took advantage of the opportunity to shoot a powerful shot that hit Viljoward's chest and bounced out. Frank Mir received the ball with his back to the goal but was knocked down by Dossena behind him.

beep—

Free kick.

The sudden opportunity made Westfalen instantly excited.

McLeod immediately ran up to discuss with Muller how to take the penalty.

As the referee blew the whistle, McLeod ran over the ball, and Muller took a run-up and swung the ball out. The ball almost flew over the heads of the wall of players and went straight to the lower left corner of the goal.

Paluka dived to the side but failed to reach the ball, which hit the inside of the post and bounced into the goal.

boom--

After scoring the goal, Muller rushed to the sidelines immediately.

The whole of Westphalia has begun to boil.

They seemed to have seen a reversal scene, and they, Dortmund, would never give up.

“Andy!!!”

“Andy!!!”

“Andy!!!”

Behind the isolation net, Dortmund fans were shaking the net frantically, as if this could transfer their strength and excitement to the field.

West German TV hosts also began to shout wildly.

In this era, European competition is still a very important honor.

Although no team has ever defended the Cup Winners' Cup title due to the competition system, the value of this competition is not low.

Last year Sampdoria reached the final and lost to Barcelona.

If the game is reversed, doesn’t it mean that Dortmund also has the strength to win the championship?
Pezzotti walked to the sidelines and asked, "Should we remind the kids that they are pressing too far forward?"

If we are leading by two goals, we can just keep counterattacking.

"It's okay, let them kick."

Boskov looked at the figure on the field and said.

He believes that scoring a goal and passing it forward is just the beginning.

Dortmund's momentum has visibly increased.

As soon as Samp kicked off, Wegman rushed out.

Mancini didn't take him seriously at all. In his eyes, West German players were synonymous with poor skills. Mancini dribbled past the opponent with his left foot.

But Zorc followed up with a flying tackle and directly kicked the ball behind Mancini.

Fortunately, Senna rushed up early and successfully caught the ball.

Players from both sides started a fierce hand-to-hand fight in the midfield, and Dortmund obviously wanted to win the game in another way.

In just a few seconds, players from both sides fell to the ground several times and the ball was constantly exchanged between the two teams.

Parry rushed forward and kicked the ball, which flew towards the opponent's half.

Seeing this, Vialli immediately headed the ball to the left.

Just as Zorc was about to remind his teammates to be careful, he discovered that apart from Vialli, there was only Lu Dejan in the frontcourt, and there were a total of five defensive players in front, behind, and on both sides of him. McLeod was also chasing back, which made him feel relieved.

Even Beckenbauer can't do anything under such defense, right?

But the next second his eyes widened.

After the ball bounced off the ground, Lu Deyang, who was rushing forward with McLeod, had already swung his left foot.

Crazy?
This is a distance of more than 40 meters.

Even if Debelle is not a top goalkeeper, it is impossible for him to attack at this distance.

boom--

The bear roars and the dragon chants Yin Yanquan, and the Li deep forest is shocked to the top.

McLeod, who was chasing back, only felt a sharp pain in his eardrum, and then saw the ball rise from the ground.

The players and fans all looked up at the ball. Under the gaze of tens of thousands of eyes in the stadium, the ball began to fall rapidly in the penalty area, passed through Debelle's hand and went into the goal.

Thousands of horses are silent!

The West Germans did not expect that just as they had seen the dawn, someone else would stand up and deal them a heavy blow.

Kumagai Gensuke, who was watching TV, finally breathed a sigh of relief. He was no longer worried that Lu Deyang would find excuses to delay his submission after losing the game. He took out the brown paper bag that Lu Deyang left for him, and his face changed immediately after taking it out.

White, all white. When I turned to the last page, I saw a cute Pikachu bowing, and a cartoon image of Lu Deyang lying on the bed. On it was written in unskilled Japanese: "Because the author Lu Deyang was injured, we are hereby suspending publication for one issue. Please write a letter to comfort Mr. Lu..."

(End of this chapter)