From the Country Team To the Rich

   Chapter 787 Logan pulled his hair

   "This way!"

"Hurry up!"

   "Wideway!!"

   "Run over!"

  The Hoffenheim players moved aggressively, everyone was shouting, showing a very positive side.

   And with Hoffenheim's constant mobilization, the rhythm is getting faster and faster, and it has even reached a situation where Barcelona can't keep up.

  Fernando watched as the Hoffenheim players continued to pass the ball with one touch.

   This pass, they will too.

   But the question is, don't these guys need to think?

   Every shot is so decisive, and the angle is extremely tricky, but the error rate is basically non-existent.

   Many times, the Hoffenheim players completed the pass from the gap, and the Barcelona players could only watch the ball slip away from their feet, which was extremely uncomfortable.

   For the first time, they felt that although both sides were kicking and passing, Hoffenheim's passing was unfamiliar to them.

  The tempo is picking up!

   Hoffenheim's attack never stopped.

   Hoffenheim have always been an attacking team with constant passing.

   Their attack is fast and dangerous, and once the Barcelona player is out of position, the ball will go directly into the penalty area.

  Like now!

   In the constant passing of Hoffenheim, Barcelona full-back Papanit couldn't help it.

  He moved forward a little rashly, hoping to steal the ball at Roquel's feet.

   But just after he ran a few steps, Roquel suddenly shifted laterally.

  Ragne faced the ball and completed the through ball.

   The ball is tilted slightly to the right, exactly where Papanit was standing.

   And now, Varim has run there without knowing when.

   "Stop him!"

  Lovins' voice full of anger sounded.

   And in this roar, Varim has completed the shooting action.

boom! !

  The ball flew quickly in the direction of the goal, rubbing the right goal post dangerously and flying out.

   At this moment, the hearts of the entire Barcelona players were annoyed.

   "Shit! Why did you run out!"

   Barcelona goalkeeper Cormier got up from the ground and scolded Papanit in the face.

  The relationship between the two was not very good before.

  Cormier has always felt that Barcelona’s defense is unstable. The big problem is that Papanit is too impulsive.

   And now, because of Papanit, he almost lost the ball, and Cormier was naturally very angry.

   Facing Cormier's roar, Papanit was angry, but he had no reason to refute anything.

   He could only scratch his neck and turn his head back.

   "Cormier is calling Papanit?"

The German commentator said with a smile on his face; "It seems that Hoffenheim's attack put a lot of pressure on the Barcelona players, and Papanit's move just now was a bit rash. If Varim really scored, Papanit will be the first sinner."

   While talking, Hoffenheim took a corner.

  The corner kick is still taken by Habble, also looking for Varim.

   Now, Hoffenheim is feeling a little bit.

   If you play Barcelona, ​​you can play a good golf ball.

   The Barcelona defense line with an average altitude of only 1.8 meters can not stop the 1.93-meter Varim.

   Such a battering ram shows great value at this time.

   Even if he failed to score a goal, it could make Barcelona's back line dizzy.

  The situation in the arena is tilted towards Hoffenheim.

   And the Hoffenheim fans in the stands were also shouting and cheering with all their might.

   In the coaching bench, Steven was calm and looked at the court with a smile.

   He could feel that the disciples were doing well, even better than he imagined.

   Also as a pass control team, it can be said that the two teams play a very familiar tactical system.

   But compared to Hoffenheim's passing control, Barcelona's passing control is closer to the traditional, and it is better to see through it.

   At least, Habble is doing well now.

   He has basically given up his plan to confront Fernando head-on, leaving the midfield area directly and mainly doing things in the frontcourt.

  Habble's task is also very simple, give the ball to Ranier.

   He believed that Ranier could do a good job of organizing.

   The truth is also true, now Ranier has made Barcelona disgraced and embarrassed.

  Barcelona manager Rogan is biting the nail of his thumb, a sign of anxiety.

   He did not expect that after the second half, Hoffenheim actually played better.

   In other words, these guys are really suppressing them.

   He never imagined that one day he would be pushed to this extent by such a country team.

   Although he didn’t say anything, he still agreed with the players’ judgments.

   Hoffenheim is the hillbilly, the inferior team.

   He didn't think Hoffenheim could beat them.

   But in fact, they are now standing on the edge of a cliff.

   Without adjustment, they will face failure.

   Thinking of this, Logan turned around suddenly, his eyes searching on the bench.

   He was about to find a breaker, but he swept around and found that there wasn't a single player available.

  Although Barcelona's bench is also luxurious, this game will not be used.

  Logan has a habit of hoarding technical midfielders.

   In addition to the three midfielders on the field, the two off the field are also technical.

   At this moment, how he wished he had a scavenger or someone who could do the dirty work.

   So, who can organize that No. 8 out?

   Or just limit the 6th.

  Logan started pulling his hair.

  Fernando didn't see his head coach pulling his hair, but he also understood that the situation on the field was not good for them.

  They have to have someone to stop the jumping 6.

  If this guy is not restrained, Hoffenheim will continue to attack their big penalty area like a perpetual motion machine.

   Thinking of this, Fernando roared: "Harvey!"

"team leader!"

"coming!"

   There were two more responses, Fernando's face darkened, he could only shout again:

   "Alonso!"

   Xavi Alonso came over.

   "Man, we need someone to restrain that guy!"

   Fernando pointed to Ranier behind him.

  Harvey Alonso glanced at Ranier, lowered his head to think for a moment, and said, "I dare not promise, I will definitely be able to restrain him."

  Fernando breathed, as long as Alonso did not refuse.

   "It doesn't matter, do your best, as long as that number six is ​​contained, Hoffenheim's attack will not be interrupted, and we will have a chance to counterattack."

  Harvey Alonso nodded; "I'll try!"

   Hoffenheim's attack continued.

   They've already kicked out the morale, and Barcelona are losing ground.

   And Ranier is even more out of the flower, passing, scoring, missing the ball, alternating positions, etc., became Barcelona's most troublesome point for a while.

  If possible, Barcelona players would like to lame the legs of this 'little monkey'.

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