Pampas waist

Chapter 67 Desperate
Huge cheers, screams poured into the cochlea from all directions.

On the court, Chen Mo, wearing a white No. 24 jersey, moved his position to guide the midfielder, while constantly swinging his head left and right to observe, not only observing the position of the opponent's defense line, but also observing the emotions of his teammates.

"The score is too big, and the pressure is also magnified?"

The faces of the Barcelona players are either showing tension visible to the naked eye, or the numbness of [already lost].

Emotional imbalance will not only affect the mentality, but even the muscle response will become more sluggish.Taking a panoramic view of his teammates' performance, Chen Mo gritted his teeth slightly and said nothing, but his running became more frequent and his fighting became more fierce.

Once Bayern attacked a goal in the penalty area and was thrown by the goalkeeper. Chen Mo, who was near the center circle, immediately beckoned for the ball. The Barcelona goalkeeper didn't hesitate to take it with his big foot, and quickly served the goal kick!

"Counterattack! Just now Bayern pressed forward and kicked around the penalty area of ​​Barcelona. At this time, the sudden switch of offense and defense caused their defense line to be very loose. This is an excellent opportunity for Barcelona to counterattack! Oh! My God, what is the pass from the goalkeeper? ball?!"

"See the high but not the far! This ball is too short and too high! This kind of counter ball is either passed short to the midfielder and the high-speed player to push the ball forward, or given a large amount of advance, allowing the player to chase the ball and play a quick counterattack. Giving this kind of slow high ball will only give Bayern more time to adjust their defense!"

The sudden switch of offense and defense made the commentator excited, but soon, the commentator was speechless.

Perhaps it was because of the nervousness that caused the movement to deform, the goalkeeper's goal didn't go beyond half-time!

Looking at the soft and feeble ball, Chen Mo had no choice but to stop in the middle of the run. He took two steps back to adjust his posture to stop the ball. With the sound of hurried footsteps, Schweinsteiger did not know when he had already run to his side, jumping high like a bomber.

"Return to defense so quickly?!"

Chen Mo's heart sank, and his mind turned sharply. Although Bayern's defense line was chaotic at this time, because of the counterattack, Barcelona's formation was also scattered. If they were intercepted in this place, Bayern could directly threaten the goal!

Between the lightning and the flint, Chen Mo did not hesitate in the slightest. He used his legs to take off vigorously to compete for the top, but it is a pity that he is a 14-year-old body that has not yet entered the developmental stage, and he is shorter than the 17-year-old Schweinsteiger. The head and muscles are far less developed!

"call--"

Amidst the exclamation of the audience and fans, Schweinsteiger, who jumped up, was one step ahead of Chen Mo's body, but because Chen Mo's jump occupied his position, the ball Off the sideline!
Chen Mo, who was flying in the air, twisted his neck and saw this scene. Before he could relax, the next second, Schweinsteiger flew obliquely and hit him on the cheek!
"pain!"

Severe pain came from the cheek, and Chen Mo's eyes went dark, like a cement bag that was thrown up, and fell heavily on the ground.

"Oh my God! Schweinsteiger and Chen Mo had a fierce collision! Oh! Looking at the slow motion, his right forearm was pressed against Chen Mo's left cheek! From the camera, you can even see Chen Mo's cheek being bumped To shake it up!"

"Oh my god, this hit was too strong! I hope Chen Mo is okay!"

The commentary broke, and the audience craned their necks to watch. Joseph in the referee's seat roared and put pressure on the fourth official.

On the field, Messi came to question at the first time, and Schweinsteiger slapped the little flea away with a slap in the face, and quickly squatted down and patted Chen Mo on the cheek: "Hey, Chen! Are you okay! That slap just now I didn't expect you to take off!"

"Oh"

His cheeks were sore and his mouth was full of rust. Chen Mo, who was slowly waking up, pressed his tongue against his cheek, spit out a mouthful of blood foam, sat up, rubbed his chin and said fiercely: "It's okay, but you must want to take revenge on me, right? Grandma, hit it so hard!"

"...It's fine."

Hearing the first half, Schweinsteiger, who was squatting on the ground, was relieved, but he was a little speechless when he heard the latter part, and then joked: "Actually, you don't have to fight like this at all, you will lose this game, Look at the expressions on the faces of your teammates, their mentality has collapsed, even a lion can't lead a group of sheep to win the game. In fact, it's a pity, I thought I could have a close contest with you."

"Stop talking nonsense! You'll see if I can do it or not, and you'll be done."

"."

Chen Mo gave him a hard look, and under Schweinsteiger's speechless and appreciative gaze, he grabbed Messi's palm and stood up, patted his buttocks, shook his head and returned to the standing area.

"Oh! Chen Mo stood up, and the referee was asking. Judging from the expressions and gestures of the two, the problem should not be serious!"

"Sure enough, he is a tough fighter. However, Barcelona's current situation is very bad. There are 10 minutes left in the first half, and the score is [-] to [-]. If they enter the intermission with such a score, maybe their morale will be affected. Complete breakdown!"

Amidst the twittering of the commentator, the game soon resumed. Since Schweinsteiger hit the ball first and did not raise his hand deliberately, he did not receive a yellow card.

Chen Mo's attention was not on the yellow card, and the development of the matter was as Schweinsteiger expected.The morale of the already low-moralized Barcelona players collapsed even more after the failed counterattack just now, and the most morale-damaging scene occurred in the first half of overtime.

In the extra time of the first half, when Bayern was a little relaxed, Barcelona had a good chance to score.

Messi takes the ball and cuts in from the right, Lahm sticks close to his side, No. 9 center Garcia helps build a wall on Bayern's defense line, Messi takes a long shot at the top of the arc after getting rid of Lahm in two and one, It's a pity that Barcelona's left forward, who is the king of the pile in the penalty area, didn't lower his body when facing this long shot, and blocked Messi's long shot with his face.
During the halftime break, there was a lot of discussion in the commentary, and Kakarot seemed very regretful.

"It seems that the Barcelona players have been completely kicked out. As a fast horse on the wing, Dyna shouldn't have appeared in the middle at that time, let alone when he saw his teammates kicking, he stood there in a daze. At that time, Bayern’s goalkeeper was already out of position, as long as the shot was of a little quality, Barcelona could recover a goal in overtime! A goal at this time is very important!”

Vegeta nodded: "It is true that scoring a goal shows that Barcelona's offensive tactics are effective. It is easier for the coach to make targeted arrangements during the intermission, and it is easier to boost the morale of the team, but... hey, It's a pity, and now that Barcelona's three substitutions have been used up, this is also a very troublesome thing."

"Yeah, let's see how Coach Joseph mobilizes in the midfield. I hope that the Barcelona players can cheer up in the second half. After all, this cup is a very precious opportunity for the U19 members! Okay, Viewers and fans, we will have a commercial next, let's see you later!"

The voice of the commentary disappeared, and the locker room was much quieter, but the inside of the locker room was not so harmonious.

The center Garcia, who encouraged the players for most of the time, couldn't help it. He was shirtless and stood next to the water dispenser and turned on the hair dryer: "Dyna! What were you thinking at the time?! Why did you appear in that place?! You Do you think your thin physique can get a chance in the middle?! You are a speed player, you have to pull the side! Find an open space to get the ball to the bottom! Do you understand?!"

The voice was loud, and the words were merciless. The somewhat thin white winger Dana had fire in his eyes, but finally fell silent, turned into despair, and lowered his head to fiddle with his shoelaces.

The other players also remained silent, and the entire locker room fell into dead silence.

Seeing this scene, Joseph, leaning against the edge of the door, shook his head slightly, and was about to stand up and say a few words, when a young male voice sounded from the corner of the dressing room.

"Is this the quality of the adult team? You deserve to be eliminated by football."

(End of this chapter)