Chapter 9: This Is Simply Not Human!
Chang Sheng poured water into his mouth with big mouths. Goalkeepers are not an easy job, and his attributes are still a bit lower than those of professional athletes. Fortunately, he doesn't need to run around like other players.
Seeing that Sandy was pointing fingers there seemed to be arranging something, he turned his head and asked, "Matthews, is that person the head coach?"
"Well, yes, his name is Sandy, Chang, you don't know how good you are, he's been staring at you for the rest of the first half, you can definitely be signed!" Matthews was excited nodded.
"hope so"
Chang Sheng said calmly, he didn't get carried away, this month's training has made him grow a lot, he didn't want to encounter the capsize in the gutter, seeing the players from the two teams entering the field one after another, Chang Sheng also came to his own in front of the goal.
In just a few minutes, Chang Sheng discovered something was wrong. In the second half, the first team was like taking medicine, and the shots were thrown into Chang Sheng's goal as if they didn't want money.
The second teammates are also like taking medicine, but they are all laxatives, and they have all turned into large colanders, and they have been made by various passing mistakes.
Is it acting too much?
Sandy thought to himself, forget it, that's fine, anyway, this intra-team game is for that goalkeeper.
Is this the tenth shot?
It seems to be fifteen?
Standing in front of the goal, Chang Sheng intercepted the incoming balls one by one, counting the number of shots on target. Still thinking about counting the ball.
You are a ball!
Chang Sheng is naturally not nervous, but his face is serious.
Alas, it's a dead end again. I don't know if it's very tiring to jump up. Chang Sheng jumped over and slapped the football again.
Since he has no habit of holding the ball, although the ball was captured by his own defender, he resolutely implemented Sandy's instructions and passed a big foot to the feet of the first team. ” under the acting skills.
It's just that the real protagonist in the second half is only one person, that is Chang Sheng. As in his special performance, he blocked one after another footballs from different angles and different forces.
Sandy has been stunned by this kind of performance. He kept walking around the sidelines, muttering some words that others could not understand: "Championship, champion, no, Bundesliga, no, Bundesliga. , no, the Champions League!"
This is simply not human!
Not only Sandy, but the players of the red and white Erfurt first and second teams were as shocked as Sandy, or even more shocked.
Outsiders only saw Chang Sheng save the football one by one, but the players on the field could feel the pressure more and more.
The eyes of strikers like Shelley and Philip began to reveal a sense of unconfidence, the accuracy of shots was getting lower and lower, and the number of jerks was increasing.
Chang Sheng alone destroyed the confidence of the striker of the red and white Erfurt team!
How can someone believe that a goalkeeper, a goalkeeper of a football team, just relies on goalkeeping to make a team's striker panic.
It was another quick attack, but when Philip saw Chang Sheng staring at him coldly, his heart suddenly froze.
Even though he was already in the small box, even though the defenders around him had no intention of guarding him, he still felt that the opportunity was not good.
After all, the central defender of the second team was quite tall and blocked his sight, so he decided to pass it to Shelley.
Sure enough, Chang Sheng's eyes shifted to Shelley following the football, and Philip finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Shelley, the ball is up to you.
this kid!
Tell me what to do!
Such a good opportunity did not shoot!
After Shelley received the ball, although there was no one around, he looked around and didn't move. He was now outside the penalty area.
I'm not good at long shots!
So he tapped again, and the football quickly ran to the other side.
Long-range shots are naturally to be handled by Donomie. This is something Sandy has explained countless times. As a qualified professional player, how can he not strictly implement the coach's tactics?
What the hell are you two doing? Donomi couldn't help but curse after receiving the ball.
Today, his nearly ten long-range shots were all in the goal. This has played a very good role, but is it useful?
There is no threat at all. The goalkeeper who shoots at close range also chooses to knock the ball into the air, but he holds his long-range shot firmly in his hand. Anyone with a discerning eye can see who is threatening the goal.
Whoever has the best chance will shoot.
So Donomie made another straight pass, and when the defender was too lazy to stretch his foot, the football returned to Philip's feet after a circle outside.
In the same way, Chang Sheng's cold eyes returned to Philip's body. In the scorching sun, he actually felt a chill on the back of his neck.
Chang Sheng didn't know what kind of pressure he put on them, he just felt strange that he had just shot one by one as fierce as a tiger, but now he fell down in front of the goal.
Are you shooting or not shooting?
Seemingly hearing what Chang Sheng was thinking, Philip gritted his teeth and kicked the football fiercely, but unsurprisingly, the ball still didn't break through Chang Sheng's five fingers.
beep!
After Philip's shot, Dominic finally blew the whistle for the end of the game, and he couldn't wait to go to the sidelines to see the recorder's data.
Sandy was already standing there, but Sandy had been stunned twenty minutes earlier.
54 shots on goal, 33 on target, 80% ball possession for the first team, 17 corner kicks, what a gorgeous set of stats, if you don't look at the final score, when everyone sees this statistic, there is only one thing in their minds. Impression, this game is probably a massacre, right? 9:0? Or 10:0?
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