From the Country Team To the Rich

  Chapter 253 Bloodletting

   "Watch him, don't let him kick!"

   "I'm coming! I'm coming! Don't even think about entering the big restricted area!"

   "Retreat!!!"

"focus!!"

   "Tydal! Jump up!!!"

  Hoffenheim’s penalty area was filled with the roar of the players.

  Fremberg’s offense came like a tide. Hoffenheim has persisted for a full 30 minutes in this frenzied bombing, and there are 15+ minutes to end the game.

  The only thing they can do now is to try to prevent the opponent from scoring!

  The biggest problem for Hoffenheim players now is physical fitness!

Yes!

  Although Hoffenheim's stamina is extremely abundant, in this kind of high-intensity defensive battle, the abundant stamina will be squandered.

  As the defensive core, Tydal is naturally the hardest player.

  Fremberg’s corner kicks were competing for the top, Tydal tried his best every time, and now he can feel his thighs trembling, a sequelae of this high-load jump.

   "Top up! Top up!!!"

  Tydal organized the defense loudly while tapping his thighs with his fists, so that he could find the pain in the thighs of Famu.

  Fremberg opened the corner kick, their center Condiro has ran to the ball.

  Tydal quickly followed, and the two took off at the same time.

  But after Tydal squatted down, his feet suddenly softened.

  He didn’t jump up! !

   Taidal's face suddenly changed, he looked up at Condiro, who had already lifted into the sky, his pupils shrinking slightly.

  At the moment of death, a figure suddenly flew over from her side.

   With a bang, push the ball out of the bottom line.

  Biardini landed, he vented his emotions by roaring at Condiro who fell to the ground.

  In this game, Biardini played awkwardly enough.

  In the case of his own lack of support, he was repeatedly violated in the opponent's penalty area, and he has not touched the ball for a long time.

  But now it belongs to the full defensive phase of Hoffenheim, he completed a wonderful defensive top in his own penalty area.

  His roar seems to say more.

  ‘Don’t want to run wild, this is our territory! ’

"How about it?"

  Gray ran over, he helped Tydal and asked.

  Tadal pursed his mouth, pointed to his thigh and said, "The thigh is overloaded!"

  Gray frowned.

  Teddal is the defensive core of Hoffenheim, and this game puts too much pressure on him.

  At this time, the referee also ran over and asked about Tydal's situation.

  Tydal hesitated and signaled that he needed treatment from the team doctor.

   Soon, he walked off the court with Gray's support.

  Rheinneca Arena fans encouraged Tydal loudly. In the second half, Tydal's figure became the main theme of the game. As Hoffenheim's defensive core, he refused the opponent's offense again and again.

  But Tydal is not an iron man. In a high-intensity game, his physical fitness drops rapidly, and his muscles gradually lose consciousness under high load.

  Gray returned to the court after placing Tydal on the sidelines.

  The team doctor and coaching staff ran over.

  Tydal said concisely: "I need bloodletting!"

  Tedal's words shocked the team doctor.

  I saw him pat his thigh, and continued: "The situation is urgent. We can't change people rashly, and I can't be replaced. I need to play the game, so Kurva, let me bleed!"

  Thigh bloodletting has the effect of relaxing tense muscles, promoting blood circulation and removing blood stasis, and dredging the meridians.

  But this is an emergency operation. If there is a problem, Kurva will have to bear the responsibility.

  This made the latter a little hesitant.

  "Bleeding him, I am responsible for it!" Lol Christophe said in a photo shoot.

  Hoffenheim is inseparable from Tedal, and the game also needs Tedal's defensive command.

   Hearing what Lol Christopher said, the Culva team doctor did not hesitate anymore, and immediately took out the equipment and started preparing for the bloodletting.

  The blood was left in the bag along the needle tube, and half of the bag was drawn.

   During this period, Tydal could obviously feel that the swollen thighs had begun to regain consciousness a little, and a sense of relief was welling up in his heart.

   Pull out the needle, the team doctor will check and deal with it. After confirming that there is no bleeding anymore, he nodded towards Lol Christopher.

  Lol Christophe looked at Tydal and asked, "You know, right?"

  "I know!" Taidal responded powerfully.

  There is no unnecessary communication. Everyone present knows what they need to do next and what they want!

  Tydal patted his chest and grinned: "Look, let's go to Berlin together!"

After   returned to play, Taidal returned to form.

  Hoffenheim’s defense is still solid.

  In 86 minutes, Frenberg launched an attack on the right wing, and Lester crossed the middle. Condiro competed with Pratiti for the top, but still failed to touch the ball.

  88 minutes, Flenburg made a comeback, the same position again launched a cross offensive, this time in addition to Condiro and Pratiti, Blake, Schneider also joined the ranks of the top. But Hoffenheim's fight for the top was extremely determined, and Hoffenheim's goalkeeper picked the ball from the air in the chaos.

   "Damn!!!"

  Lester stamped angrily.

   Seeing that there is not much time left in the game, they are still behind, which makes Leicester and all the Flenberg players anxious.

  They felt for the first time that this game might really be lost!

  A Bundesliga team loses to a low-level team, which is something they cannot accept.

  But Hoffenheim's defense is extremely tenacious and they simply can't get into the penalty area.

  Long shots are not threatening, and cross attacks are not effective.

  In the face of such an iron barrel formation, they really couldn't find any breakthrough points.

  Rheinneca Arena, Hoffenheim fans have begun to scream.

  They are calling for victory!

  They want to go to Berlin!

  If it was a good wish before the game, then they are now infinitely close to all of this.

  Now they are very excited.

  Go to the final stage of the German Cup as a local team and to the Berlin Olympic Arena, which is a huge honor for them.

  Lawrence was already kneeling on the ground, drawing the cross on his chest continuously.

  After a while, he clasped his hands together, muttering words in his mouth.

  Finally, he prayed again like a pilgrimage.

  He is an atheist, but at this moment, he hopes that the gods can take care of Hoffenheim and let them win.

  It doesn’t matter who it is.

  As long as Hoffenheim wins, he will become a loyal believer!

  Mrs. Wendy covered her eyes, she shouted loudly: "I know, I just hope that, in fact, they have already played very well, it doesn't matter if they can't go to Berlin, it doesn't matter."

  Old Dink turned his head and yelled: "Wendy opened your eyes. They are still fighting. It is very rude to say this to someone who has not given up!"

   "There are two minutes left!!" Jurgen Bauer roared.

  There are two minutes left, as long as they hold for two minutes, they can win!

In the   East Stand, Andrew Peter, the leader of the ‘Albert’ fan organization, looked at the stadium and felt the hysterical shouts of the surrounding fans. He felt his eyes moist.

   "If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I wouldn't believe it!"

   Feuerbach said with emotion.

  They are fans of the Baden Meteor team. They have experienced a brutal state game, the game that made the Baden Meteor team desperate.

  After 50 years of development, the Bundesliga team is much better than it was then.

  In the face of such a team, Hoffenheim was only one step away from winning.

  This makes them have to admit the fact that Hoffenheim is stronger than the Baden Meteors!

  Andrew Peter sighed and said, "Well, I admit, Xiao Ji'an is stronger!"

  Feuerbach said with a smile: "I agree!"

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