harleyscars Chapter 61: A 1v2 on the defensive end, a game-tying pass on the offensive end!
Chapter 61: A 1v2 on the defensive end, a game-tying pass on the offensive end!
"Oh no!"
The Leipzig fans in the stands screamed.
Ingolstadt managed to equalize the score shortly after the start of the second half!
Leipzig's advantage no longer exists!
"That Ingolstadt guy is really ruthless..."
"Hiss... I feel a bit stressed right now."
"Leipzig cannot lose momentum; if they do, things will get very difficult. They must maintain their pressure."
Although Wang Chao is not a professional football tactics analyst, he still has a deep understanding of Leipzig based on his observations of the team this season.
A 0-0 or 1-0 lead is Leipzig's favorite score!
This is a team that cannot afford to fall behind!
"Damn it..."
Hao Ren gritted his teeth and spat on the grass.
In hindsight, they realized they had underestimated their opponent.
As the current top team in the 2. Bundesliga, Ingolstadt is not that weak!
"Counterattack! (German)"
"Counterattack!"
"A comeback victory for Leipzig! A comeback!"
"..."
65th minute!
Snapped!
Özcan launched a long ball directly to Hartmann in the attacking third.
Seeing this, Hao Ren and Kimmich quickly moved closer.
But Hartmann was clever; he headed the ball directly to Hinterzel, who was there to receive it.
The KFC team came up empty-handed!
Hinter pushed the ball to the baseline again!
The player with the ball now is full-back Engel!
Leipzig's defenses appear to have been successfully breached!
Engel cuts inside with the ball, constantly observing his teammates' positions as he dribbles.
Gross and Hinterzer kept making cross-cutting runs behind them, trying to shake off the defenders behind them.
"We can't let them get more kills!"
"Could you please create a one-on-one opportunity for Hao Qiuwang?"
Snapped!
Engel passed the ball back in a triangular pattern to Gross, and Wang Chao exclaimed that things were in trouble.
"Leipzig's defensive tactics have been figured out!"
Gross played a through ball into the penalty area.
Hartmann set a screen, and Matthew Leckie, coming from the left wing, finally got the ball.
Shot into the far corner!
Goal!
"Depend on!"
"Can Leipzig's two center-backs really mark their players properly?"
Strictly speaking, the goal wasn't entirely the fault of the center-backs, but it's also true that Leipzig conceded a goal.
Ingolstadt scored three goals in a row, and Leipzig is now trailing!
"That coach on the other side is so clever, using a numbers game to limit Hao Qiuwang's performance."
"Let me tell you, none of Leipzig's three midfielders, including myself, Hao Ren, are particularly fast. If we don't create one-on-one defensive opportunities for Hao Ren, Leipzig's midfield defense will have no advantage at all."
With the score at 2-3, the Leipzig fans were incredibly nervous.
Hao Ren was also very unwilling, and he kept clenching his upper and lower molars together.
Today's game has the highest attendance of any home team, and Mr. Goodman doesn't want to lose in front of so many fans!
74 minutes.
"Go up, go up, quick!"
Hasenhüttl swung his fist, while Danilo Suarez unleashed his full speed on the left flank.
Pass the ball to Morales!
Upon seeing his teammate receive the ball, Bernardo immediately abandoned his forward run and stuck close to Hao Ren.
This is his new task assigned by the coach: to prevent the opposing number 20 from playing properly!
Damn it!
Hao Ren cursed inwardly, and could only defend under Bernardo's interference.
Kimmich tried to come up and help, but his defensive play was so poor that Hao Ren was now facing a 1-on-2 situation.
Hao Ren reached out and pressed down on Morales' shoulder, and when the latter changed direction, he used his body to bump into Bernardo.
Noticing that Morales was about to change direction and move forward, Hao Ren used a feint to trick the player with the ball into moving towards the center, while actually extending his leg decisively.
Snapped!
[Makelele Precision Steal Template (Reissue)]
Holy crap!
"Hao Ren has successfully taken on two opponents!"
"Kimmich, hurry up!"
"Hurry, hurry!"
"Nice, Kimmich got the ball!"
"Leipzig has a chance!"
Wang Chao stood up immediately.
Kimmich withstood the pressure and dribbled the ball forward quickly.
Long pass!
Kimmich launched a long pass, aiming directly at Vlaan, who had just switched to the right wing.
Although Leipzig failed to score within 10 seconds of intercepting the ball, keeping it pinned in the opponent's half is a respectable result.
Leipzig's defense is pushing forward!
The field was in complete chaos. Hao Ren and Kimmich switched positions and moved closer to Poulsen.
"Give me!"
When his teammate passed the ball to him, Hao Ren stretched out his foot to stop it, but accidentally let the ball slip through his fingers.
"Oh!!!"
The fans were terrified, but thankfully Hao Ren quickly turned around and regained control of the ball.
Morales tried to steal the ball, but it wasn't an easy task to take it away from Hao Ren.
With Kimmich providing cover, Hao Ren successfully created space.
Snapped!
A 45-degree cross from Hao Ren!
Inside the restricted area!
Demme broke through between Maurice and Hübner, jumped, and headed the ball.
"GOOO-AAAA-LLLL!!!"
"Goal!"
"Grass!"
"3:3!"
"It's a draw! Leipzig has tied!"
"Awesome, Hao Qiuwang! His accuracy is fucking incredible!"
This time, it's all thanks to a certain defensive midfielder.
"Sauber!!!"
Hao Ren clenched his fist and spread his arms wide, showing off his arm muscles to the fans through the photographer's lens.
"Nice!"
boom!
Kimmich and Hao Ren collided chest to chest.
Chicken Brother gave Chicken Dad a big kiss on the head, and accidentally got some of his master's hair stuck in his mouth.
"call……"
"I was terrified, I thought we were going to lose."
"Damn, Hao Ren is a real hero. Why is he always able to step up at times like this?"
"Brothers, don't you guys feel that when playing against strong teams, it's better to have one great attacker than one great defender?"
"If the opponent is too strong, Hao Ren's strong defense alone won't be very effective, but if his passing is accurate, he can tie the score."
[What do you mean, host? Are you questioning whether Mr. Goodman is a defensive midfielder? Be careful, or you might get criticized by me, Hao Qiuwang.]
[The commentator has gotten too arrogant, daring to question Hao Qiuwang!]
[6666, if this can break even, then it's not a loss at all]
[I already told you guys, just support Hao Ren and that's it. If he's going to lose, just shout it out on the forum, and he'll bring the score back to you in a bit.]
Mr. Goodman... *sob*, he really goes all out when things get tough. He's so considerate of his brothers.
"To be honest, the away team is a bit unconvinced!"
"But there's nothing we can do, a draw is a draw! Even if you score three goals in a row, it won't help, you can't shake off Leipzig."
Time ticked by, and Hasenhüttl paced back and forth in front of the bench before finally letting out a sigh.
Ingolstadt's goal in this match is to defeat Leipzig and thus shake off the second-placed team that's been catching them off guard.
But the Red Bull led by Grandpa Bull was too tenacious, and just wouldn't let go of Ingolstadt's rear end!
"Beep, beep beep—!!!"
The match is over!
……
"Depend on!"
Hao Ren kicked at the air: "What's the rush? I'm about to score!"
"They were lucky this time."
Hao Ren was somewhat unwilling and was complaining to his beloved student Kimmich: "If it had ended two minutes later, they probably would have exploded."
……