aircannonsinc Chapter 124 An 11-person competition where they wanted to show off and be heroes
Chapter 124 An 11-person competition where they wanted to show off and be heroes
Chapter 124 An 11-person competition where they wanted to show off and be heroes
"Whoa!!"
The referee blew his whistle, and Poulsen began his run-up.
boom!
Goal!
Poulsen pushed into a dead end, and even if Reina guessed the direction correctly, there was nothing he could do.
1: 0!
Leipzig is in the lead!
"sure!"
Hao Ren placed his hand on Paulsen's shoulder.
"Haha! Of course!"
"roar!!!"
Poulsen delivered a sliding knee slide.
Because of the first goal, the Leipzig captain was quickly criticized by the home fans.
However, it must be said that the pace of the game was very slow for the first 30 minutes, so Leipzig's goal was quite unexpected.
The game continues.
The director keenly noticed the change in Rangnick's expression and focused the camera on the Leipzig coach.
In order to compete fiercely with Bayern Munich in the league, RB Leipzig has essentially given up on the Europa League.
result!
Surprisingly, they were awarded a penalty today, which put them in the lead!
Returning to his seat, Rangnick lightly stomped his foot.
"We need to change our plans."
Almas understood Rangnick's meaning and began to plan the substitutions for the second half.
I wasn't planning to win.
But now—
The opportunity is before Leipzig, and they must seize it!
37th minute!
"Koulibaly, clear the ball with your header!"
"No problem!"
"But Hamsik is being marked closely by Hao Ren! It might be a bit difficult for him to pass the ball out!"
"Mertens, can you provide cover from this position?"
boom!
"Yo!"
Hao Ren made a steal, and Hamsik had no chance to find his teammates.
The ball was intercepted by Poulsen, and the Leipzig captain quickly sent it into the penalty area.
Fraun!
Break down the door!
Snapped!
Vlaan's shot hit Albiol.
Oh!
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The fans at the scene gasped in disbelief, as if they had just escaped a disaster.
For some reason, 30 minutes later, Leipzig's attacking pace suddenly quickened considerably.
If Leipzig was a composed gentleman 30 minutes ago...
Thirty minutes later, Leipzig was like a volatile young man suffering from a mental illness!
"Be careful! Don't put too much space in it!"
Reina is under a lot of pressure right now, and he's trying to communicate with his teammates!
Neither side managed to score more goals in the first half, and the score remained 0-1.
The away team's locker room.
"Actually, I remember Napoli being stronger than they are now, at least their pace was faster. I wonder what their situation is today."
Hao Ren chatted with his teammates.
Not only Hao Ren and Poulsen, but the other starting players from Leipzig also noticed Napoli's unusual behavior.
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Suddenly, as if he had thought of something, Hao Ren frowned and his expression became serious: "I have a feeling that this is one of their special tactics. They want to influence us with a slow pace, so that we also have to play very slowly."
"There's such a tactic?"
Kimmich's eyes widened instantly.
He didn't know whether Hao Ren was truly knowledgeable or just spouting nonsense.
"I don't know, maybe!"
Poulsen shrugged: "It doesn't matter. Let's all hold on in the second half. Since we have a chance to win, let's win the game!"
Soon after, Rangnick announced his substitution plan for the game.
Hao Ren was originally scheduled to be substituted around the 60-minute mark for a rest, but due to the sudden lead, Rangnick temporarily changed his plan and decided not to substitute Hao Ren for the time being.
Leipzig's coach pointed at Hao Ren with the hand holding a pen.
"You can still kick, right?"
"certainly."
"6
Wow, then there's no problem.
Rangnick clapped his hands.
"As Yousef just said, since we have a chance to win this match, we don't need to be polite to them anymore."
"As long as we have enough energy, we'll press forward!"
They're in the lead again. Leipzig haven't lost a single game this month. They're ruthless.
[It's not that they haven't lost this month; Leipzig hasn't lost this entire season.]
[The season has only just begun, what's the rush? What if Napoli suddenly surges in the second half and beats Hao Hao?]
[I laughed so hard! How can Napoli, with their old-timers, possibly beat Leipzig? RB Leipzig's players are young and energetic; they're all about applying pressure!]
[High pressure = high-level compression, wrong! High pressure = even higher pressure, correct!]
"If Napoli doesn't make any adjustments in the second half, we say they might not be able to create many scoring opportunities."
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"Because we've also seen that Leipzig's gradually picking up pace has put a lot of pressure on their opponents. This isn't just pressure in terms of ball distribution, but also psychological pressure."
"Of course, there's another question: can Leipzig maintain their rhythm in the second half? That's crucial. After all, they played Bayern just four days ago."
"Calejon, accelerate here!"
"We want to catch our opponent off guard!"
As Callejon started his run down the wing, Napoli players began to press forward.
"Go away, go away!"
Hao Ren gestured for Dem to move closer, while he abandoned pressing and chose to retreat to defend.
The team's current defensive line is too far forward.
If the opponent launches a fast attack at this time, it will be a very dangerous situation!
Snapped!
Callejon passed the ball to the middle.
Jorginho has the ball now!
Jorginho was about to play a through ball forward, but Hao Ren had already locked down Higuain's position.
Higuain quickly changed direction and successfully escaped Hao Ren's marking.
It's now!
Jorginho played a through ball to Higuain, who was making a run in a different direction.
Just before Higuain was about to get the ball, Hao Ren went down and intercepted it with a scissor kick.
"Oh!"
"Although Hao Ren was faked out by Higuain, he recovered in time!"
"Poulsen, come get the ball!"
It was supposed to be a perfect combination, but Poulsen started too late.
Hamsik got possession of the ball!
"Go in, go in!"
Snapped!
Hamsik pushed the ball into the penalty area.
Mertens, who made a diagonal run into the penalty area, collected the ball.
Wow!!!
boom!
Mertens pushed the ball to the far corner, and Gulacsi leaped out.
The Leipzig goalkeeper's fingertips touched the ball.
He pushed the ball out!
"Sauber! (Beautiful)"
Compper knelt on the grass and hugged Gulasic tightly.
No need to say anything else, Leipzig's new goalkeeper is just too good!
"What's going on?!"
Hao Ren and Paulsen clapped their hands. "Concentrate, Yusuf!"
"Mine! Mine!"
The two did not continue their conversation, but the perceptive Hao Ren sensed something.
Poulsen doesn't seem to have fully recovered from the match against Bayern.
His physical strength seems to have run out!
"etc!"
Hao Ren caught up with him, his mouth close to Paulsen's: "If you can't hold on anymore, you must say so. Don't be stubborn; you're not as resilient as Mr. Goodman!"
J
Come on!
Paulsen gave a wry smile.
Damn it.
but----
Looking at Hao Ren, who was panting heavily in the penalty area, Poulsen took a deep breath.
Mr. Goodman's claim of being physically fit is obviously an exaggeration.
But this guy really can hold on when he's tired!
Snapped!
A corner kick is awarded.
Chaos erupted in the penalty area as Hao Ren and Higuain jumped at the same time.
"what!"
boom!
Hao Ren headed the ball out of bounds.
"Nice!"
Gulacsi stepped forward and clapped hands with Hao Ren, then swung his hands upwards to signal the defenders in the penalty area to focus.
Goalkeepers are most sensitive to the condition of defensive players.
Gulacsi could sense that Compper and Sebastian were not in good condition!
Ten minutes later.
According to the pre-match plan, Hao Ren and Poulsen should have gone to rest at this time.
But Rangnick only replaced Poulsen.
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Seeing his number on the scoreboard, Poulsen said he could hold on a little longer.
"It's alright, it's alright, you can go now!"
Hao Ren pushed Paulsen towards the off-field: "I'm here, cough cough, it's okay."
"Hey, you've run even more than me!"
Paulsen grabbed Hao Ren's shoulder.
Leipzig's number 10 was already covered in sweat and was panting as he spoke.
"It's alright, you can go now. They can't score while I'm here. I promise you, we definitely won't let this lead slip away."
Poulsen tried to struggle, but the coach had already made the substitution, and it was too late for him to resist.
Hey!
Poulsen, who had already left the competition venue, called out and gave Hao Ren a word of advice when he turned around.
"Don't force yourself to be a hero!"
Hao Ren's response was————
One middle finger.
"----Depend on!"
Paulsen shook his head, put on his coat, and then laughed.
Whoosh!
Whoosh whoosh!
Hao Ren was running in the middle, while Halstenberg was dribbling down the left flank.
Hao Ren wanted to rush to the top of the arc as quickly as possible to receive the pass.
But to conserve his energy, he didn't do that.
Sabitzer moved up to cover the gap and received a pass from his teammate.
coming!
At this point, he could no longer conserve his energy. Hao Ren suddenly accelerated forward, shaking off Jorginho, who hadn't reacted yet.
At the same time, Sabitzer, under pressure, returned the ball to Halstenberg!
Halstenberg looked up.
!
Hao Ren raised his right hand and charged toward the penalty area.
Snapped!
A 45-degree cross from Halstenberg!
Vlaan blocked the goalkeeper's view in the six-yard box, and Hao Ren rushed in, turning to face the goal.
Should we just shoot this ball directly?
To be honest, he wasn't very confident, but he ultimately decided to give it a try.
Jump up!
Hao Ren and Koolibaly jumped at the same time, face to face.
But they didn't look at each other, because their eyes were both fixed on the ball!
boom!
The ball was headed to the right.
Hao Ren let out a huge sigh of relief and turned to look.
His header flew over Reina's head and went into the goal about 5cm below the crossbar.
Goal!
"ah!!!"
Hao Ren bent his knees, clenched his fists, and roared.
"Holy crap!"
At the same time, Poulsen jumped up from his chair and rushed to the edge of the field.
Leipzig's captain tried to run onto the pitch to celebrate with his teammates, but was caught by the fourth official.
There was nothing else he could do but stand on the sidelines.
"Good job, Gan Gude!"
"You're a god!"
"ForzaNapoli! (Go Napoli!)"
"Forza Napoli!"
In the 71st minute of the second half, Rangnick substituted Hao Ren.
The score at this point is 0-2.
RB Leipzig leads Napoli 2-0 at the Maradona Stadium!
"Well done."
Rangnick extended his right hand to clap with Hao Ren, and placed his left hand on the latter's shoulder, patting him gently.
Hao Ren walked towards the substitute bench.
Although he was very tired, this guy was incredibly excited.
Because Mr. Goodman had been looking forward to this moment for a long time.
Enjoy the cheers of your teammates after scoring a goal!
*Clap clap clap clap!*
Poulsen and Dem led the applause, followed by Belot and Werner.
"sharp."
Dem grabbed Hao Ren's arm, and the latter casually sat down.
"Holy crap, cough cough!"
"I told you, don't be stubborn!"
"But you really played well."
Paulsen and Hao Ren exchanged fist bumps.
"But this is the last time, Mr. Goodman."
Poulsen pointed his index finger at Hao Ren's nose, "Football is a team game, don't try to be a hero!"
"If I make you feel guilty for helping you win, there's no need for that. I just enjoy helping others win."
Come on!
Paulsen shook his head and said no more.
"Higuain, pass it to Callejon!"
"Blow on the door!"
"Goal!"
"1:2!"
Napoli have pulled one back!
"It's now the 82nd minute of the second half, which means Napoli still has a chance to equalize!"
"6
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"Viva Napoli!"
"VivaNapoli!"
Seeing a glimmer of hope to equalize the score, the fans in the stadium were filled with renewed enthusiasm.
The home team's stands were all blue.
"This is a nice view."
Hao Ren stroked his chin and commented.
"So you really are an artist?"
Poulsen raised an eyebrow, making a reference to Tuchel.
"What artist? There's nothing to say about that. Thomas just misspoke. It's not unusual for a coach who's resting at home not to know about second division players."
Hao Ren was trying to excuse himself, hoping to prevent the topic from continuing.
"Nothing much to say, we just have to take him down!"
Poulsen rubbed his fists, as if he himself had been the one offended last season, not Hao Ren.
"I'm going back to get some rest today, and I'll bring you a win against Dortmund at the end of the month. A win that'll be easy."
Hao Ren waved his hand dismissively: "Mr. Goodman can carry you to victory, but that doesn't mean you can carry Mr. Goodman to victory. If I don't exert myself, nobody will carry me!"
Just as Poulsen was about to say something, Dem, who was next to Hao Ren, suddenly stood up.
"Oh!"
Just now, Higuain almost opened the scoring for Leipzig!
"Go for it, damn it!"
Hao Ren tensed up; he no longer had time to appreciate the view from the home team's stands.
"Marcel (Sabitzer), keep an eye on that winger!"
"Beep, beep beep!!!"
"Alright, the match is over!"
"The final score of the match was 1-2, with Napoli losing to RB Leipzig in the first round."
"It's worth mentioning that this is RB Leipzig's first Europa League group stage match, so we would also like to congratulate them."
Zhan Jun sighed.
For RB Leipzig, who had just played Bayern Munich, this victory was hard-won.
After all, Leipzig is not a powerhouse like Manchester United or Real Madrid, and their bench depth is quite average.
When the schedule is packed with important matches, the team's key players will suffer.
For example, Mr. Goodman today.
Edwards and Almas helped Hao Ren up.
"Oh no, my left leg is weak! What's going on? Am I going to be in trouble?"
"Don't be nervous, don't be nervous, it's a normal reaction, it's okay!"
Edwards comforted him.
"Are you going to participate in today's MVP interview? Or should I decline it for you?"
"Well—actually, I can manage. I should be fine after sitting for a while."
Almas rolled his eyes at Hao Ren, and in the end, he did not listen to the player's advice.
Mr. Goodman's post-match interview has been cancelled!
[Match results in progress————]
[League Points +17]
[European competition bonus: +5 points]
[Current Achievement: Gold Tier 86 LP (LP required for promotion: 350 LP)]
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