Goodbye national football!I have the opening goal card!

Chapter 8〖008〗Kick from a long distance...shoot?
As the substitution card was raised and lowered, Xu Tie was already standing on the green field, facing Thomas who was about to leave the field.

"Tie, be smart! Although they are strong, their physical strength is a little weak right now. As long as they hold on to this advantage, there is hope of winning."

Thomas left these words when he passed by Xu Tie.

Yes, he has seen the physical limit of his opponent and made the correct judgment.

It's just that he was injured and couldn't deal with Schalke on the court.

Although he was usually very prejudiced against this yellow-skinned boy, but now that they were united front, Thomas had the feeling that even if a person is about to die, he can do good things.

"Don't worry, I have everything."

Xu Tie patted his partner on the shoulder and felt the warmth of being cared for by the team bosses for the first time.

Of course, this care must be based on the premise that you can bring benefits to the team.

Otherwise, why would people treat you with care and concern?
Everything is for the collective benefit.

The old coach Matarazzo next to him looked at the two young players from a distance, feeling a little anxious.

To be honest, if there was a better choice, he would not take the risk of letting Xu Tie play.

It's not that Xu Tie is bad, it's that he hasn't had time to prove himself yet.

However, this yellow-skinned boy is lucky enough to have such an important occasion as a stage for him to prove himself.

Of course, whether he can grasp it in the end depends on himself.

"Who is that yellow-skinned boy? Why haven't I seen him before? Could it be... Stuttgart's secret weapon?"

In the audience, more and more fans began to talk and expressed curiosity about Xu Tie's appearance.

They who often watch football games naturally know that this kind of game is not light for these two clubs in the Bundesliga.

If a yellow man with such an obvious physique and no advantage can be allowed to play, the opponent must have a few tricks up his sleeve.

"Not necessarily! I think it's possible that Stuttgart is at the end of its rope and has no choice. After all, the physical strength of the players remaining on the field has dropped drastically, and a player in an important position is injured, so they can only find a substitute with sufficient physical strength."

"It's possible, but I heard that Asians are good at kung fu. I recently watched a movie called Shaolin Football, and the kicking was an exaggeration..."

A fat man in the audience shared his recent experience with his teeth and claws arrogant.

"Haha, so it's just a movie. Asian people are not suitable for playing football at all, so they can only show how awesome they are in movies..."

"Really, Billy? What you said seems to make sense. In the movie, it is really exaggerated. One kick can be kicked into someone else's goal from the second half. I have almost never seen such an exaggerated shot.

The people in the auditorium were noisy and said everything.

On the green field.

The players from both sides started fighting for it.

Schalke's Wembley seized the opportunity and had another shot, but it was saved by the Stuttgart goalkeeper.

"Boy, follow me!" Stuttgart's captain Salz received the goalkeeper's pass, gritted his teeth, red eyes, like an angry bull, constantly hitting Schalke's defense.

But his attitude inspired all the Stuttgart players present to rush towards the opponent's defense.

Xu Tie, who had the most energy, rushed to the front and had several two-on-one fights with Saltz, losing three of his opponent's players.

Salz wanted to shoot, but the Schalke players double-teamed from the flank, and the two blocked his shot.

"This is it!"

Salz couldn't bear the excitement in his heart anymore, regardless of the three sevens and 21s, he visually measured that he was about [-] yards away from the goal, and shot directly.

The football flew out in the strong wind, and as expected, hit the side of the opponent's knee in the back position. The opponent's thigh stopped the ball to relieve the force and intercepted it.

"Saltz, are you crazy! How can you shoot in such a bad situation? There are two opposing defenders blocking your shooting path! Do you think your ball will turn?! "

Coach Matarazzo immediately saw the intentions of his players on the sidelines and began to curse and yell at Salz.Saltz spat fiercely on the lawn, turned around and returned to defense, pretending not to hear the coach's curse.

Xu Tie, who was not far away, saw all this, and his mind immediately recalled the banana ball he scored at the same position in the team game last time, a few days ago.

In fact, it's not just him. Several players in the team, including Thomas who was resting on the sidelines, including coach Matarazzo, are already aware of this scene.

Saltz.

This high-minded Australian heavy artillery obviously wanted to copy the kick that Huang Piboy had in the team match a few days ago.

But obviously, that kick was a stroke of genius. Salz, known as Australia's heavy artillery, didn't have the essence of kicking that ball at all.

No. 709 minutes.

Xu Tie made a steal and won the ball from the opponent's forward.

"Vega, James, follow me!"

Xu Tie's call immediately caused the two black boys to quickly follow him on his left and right sides. The three of them formed a horizontal line and pushed towards the opponent's penalty area.

To be honest, Xu Tie felt that captain Saltz was a little crazy now and did not dare to try to cooperate with him anymore.

Although he has a goal card, he also needs a certain amount of ball rights.

If he cooperates with the arbitrary Australian heavy artillery, I'm afraid he won't even have a chance to get the ball and shoot.

Compared with Saltz, the two black guys who were encouraged by Xu Tie just now are much more sensible and can rationally judge the situation and coordinate beautifully with him.

The characteristic of Vega and James is that they are fast. The three of them rushed in different directions, tearing open Schalke's defense like a sharp scalpel.

"Stop them, remember our formation, just block the opponent's offensive line, and leave the rest to the goalkeeper!"

Schalke's coach also shouted loudly from the sidelines.

In a football match, it is inevitable that both sides will attack each other.

Even if the strength of one team absolutely crushes another team, this situation cannot be completely avoided.

In the final analysis, as long as you maintain your formation, don't get too scattered, and block the opponent's shooting route, this will create good conditions for the goalkeeper to save.

James looked at the two opponents running up in front of him, kicked sideways with his back heel, and passed the ball to Vega's feet seven yards away.

Vega got the ball and was about to take a shot when two defenders from the opponent came up to defend him and both slid towards him.

If Vega dared to shoot, I'm afraid he would be kicked to the ground mercilessly before the force was released, and he would probably be injured.

In desperation, when Weijia kicked the football with his right foot, he tapped his toe lightly, and the football stopped. He pushed the football half a meter sideways again with his instep, and when he kicked again, the player in front of the opponent's goal More people gathered.

"Vega, here!"

Xu Tie's voice sounded from behind. Weijia turned sideways and knocked the football back towards the approximate position of Xu Tie.

At this point, the only option is to withdraw from the vicinity of the opponent's penalty area and organize the attack again.

Everyone in the audience and the coaching bench watched helplessly as the football slowly rolled to the feet of Xu Tie, who was about 35 yards away from the Schalke goal.

"Wait a minute, what is that yellow-skinned boy going to do?"

Someone in the audience exclaimed.

"His posture is...is he going to shoot?!"

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