“Viewers, welcome to the Istanbul Stadium in Turkey, where the 19th FIFA U-20 World Cup final will begin. This is the first time the U-20 World Cup has been held in Turkey, and it is also the first time the U-20 World Cup has been held in Turkey since the 1985 Soviet U-20 World Cup. This event will be held in Europe for the second time after the 2020 World Cup. France U20 and England U20 will compete for the championship trophy here.
At present, the Argentine team has won the most World Youth Championships. The Pampas Young Eagles have won the championship 6 times, followed by Brazil, which has won the championship five times. Next, Portugal has won the championship twice, Ghana, Spain, the Soviet Union, Yugoslavia, and Germany each once. Today No matter who wins between France and England, they will achieve zero breakthroughs in the history of their respective teams. This will also be the seventh time that a European team has won the U20 World Cup, still lagging behind the South American team that has won 11 times. "
"France U20 performed extremely well in this World Youth Championship. In the semi-finals, midfielder Weletou scored twice, and finally defeated Ghana U20 2-1, thus meeting England U20 in the final.
But unfortunately, defender Udidi received a red card in the semi-finals and missed the battle. Without this defensive hero, France U20, whose already weak defense line is already unstable, will undoubtedly be even worse. Fortunately, France U20 has talented midfielders and frontcourt players. Jiji allows their offensive line to blossom more. Against the England team with weak defense, the two sides are very likely to stage a goal battle. "
"Compared with France U20, the promotion process of England U20 was not easy. Although there were big wins like 5-2 Iraq and 6-1 South Korea, whether they faced Paraguay or Uruguay, they all won quite thrillingly.
Lin Yun almost scored all the team's goals and almost single-handedly led the England team to the final, so the French team's task today is very simple but also very arduous. "
In the England dressing room, everyone except Lin Yun was nervous, including head coach Peter Taylor.
From not winning a game in the fifth session to reaching the finals directly, such progress made everyone feel like they were in a dream. A group of people prayed, listened to songs, and chatted. Anyway, they were all using their own methods to relieve the pain. anxiety.
Kane acted quite calm, but he was just pretending. He actually didn't know how nervous he was.
He looked at Lin Yun, who was sitting on the chair and bouncing the ball back and forth with his feet, and couldn't help but said, "Lin, are you really not nervous at all?"
Lin Yun hit the ball hard with his left foot, and then pushed the ball towards him with his head.
I originally wanted him to hit it back with his head, but unexpectedly, this guy just picked it up with both hands and held the ball in his arms.
Lin Yun said helplessly: "You don't look nervous either."
Kane said matter-of-factly: "I'm bored."
"...Brother, this is not a good word," Lin Yun shook his head, "When you have scored goals at home for Bayern Munich, Juventus, and Barcelona, and also performed a hat trick in the Champions League final, you will realize …”
"Okay, okay," Kane threw the ball to him irritably, "I guess I asked the wrong person."
Peter Taylor came over and clapped his hands to attract everyone's attention, "Guys, it's the final! All of us know how difficult it is to get to this point. France is not an easy opponent to deal with, but we must let them know, We are the strongest..."
After a lot of talking, it was the player representatives' turn to speak.
Peter Taylor found depressingly that when Lin Yun walked among everyone, everyone showed a higher level of concentration, as if he, the coach, was just warming up the atmosphere or joking, and Lin Yun's words were the real pre-match speech. mobilization.
What is called prestige? Even if he just yawns in public, everyone seems to get incredible strength from it.
After all, it was his first time as captain in the finals. Lin Yun still took it very seriously and made sufficient preparations beforehand: asking his mother to help him write a speech...
Isabella was also a clever little girl and gave him a bad idea: Can you just copy what Wenger said before the Champions League final?
Lin Yun expressed his condemnation and contempt for her behavior without any copyright awareness, and then chose to listen to his mother's words.
"Today is the day!"
As soon as Lin Yun opened his mouth, everyone was shocked.
“To be honest, I didn’t expect that we could go that far before we started. Reaching the final was already a huge victory, but the moment I stepped into Istanbul, I knew that today was the day.
No one believes in us because we haven’t even won a U20 World Cup game in more than ten years!
But I can tell you now what will happen today. You are very nervous, looking forward to it, and anxious. Some people have even forgotten how to breathe, but this is all normal. You just need to know that 120 minutes After that, we'll be on the podium, Blatter will hang the championship medal around our necks, and we'll take that damn championship trophy back to England, it's that simple..."
"Pa bang bang..."
The teammates were still very considerate, everyone applauded enthusiastically, and the whole team was full of fighting spirit at this moment.
Entering the players tunnel, both sides stood side by side, ready to enter the field.
Almost everyone in France U20 looked at Lin Yun intentionally or unintentionally.
Lin Yun looked up, his eyes full of darkness.
"It's quite a wonder..."
Pogba came over and bumped fists with him enthusiastically, "I knew that as long as we kept winning, we would always meet you."
"It seems you are ready?"
"Of course," Pogba grinned as if to show off how white his teeth were. "It's not that easy for you to win the championship, Lin."
"It's okay, just make it harder..."
Now that we have arrived in Istanbul, it would be rude not to drop by the Milan Protection Association. Lin Yun continued: "No matter how difficult it is, it can't be more difficult than Liverpool, right?"
"..."
The commentators in the studio are naturally not good birds. They are frantically educating the new fans about the miracle of Istanbul that year. They did not introduce the starting lineup of both sides until the players of both sides came on stage.
"Both teams are 4-4-2.
Let’s look at the French team first.
Goalkeeper: 1-Arreola;
Defenders: 2-Folquier, 4-Zuma, 14-Sar, 12-Digone;
Midfielder: 8-Kondogbia, 6-Pogba, 17-Weletu, 20-Taufan;
Forwards: 9-Sanogo, 11-Baebek.
The England team still has Lin Yun and Kane as its double forwards.
Goalkeeper: 1-Johnstone;
Defenders: 20-Garbutt, 8-Cole, 16-Thorpe, 14-Stones;
Midfielder: 6-Coady, 17-Luke Way, 21-Ross Barkley, 5-Dell;
Forwards: 9-Harry Kane, 10-Lin Yun. "
"The top scorer in the history of the World Youth Championship is Saviola. The Argentine forward nicknamed Rabbit scored 11 goals in the 2001 World Youth Championship. This record was not broken by Lin Yun until the last game, so Lin Yun The history he created not only led the England team to the final, but also broke this personal scoring record that had been dusted for 12 years. Now let’s see if he can raise this record to a terrifying height that is insurmountable by latecomers. .”
Both sides played very cautiously in the opening stage. Ten minutes passed before Pogba and Kane each took long-range shots, both of which were easily confiscated by the goalkeeper.
Lin Yun once again received the treatment of being double-teamed by two people and assisted by one person in defense.
Although they were not unable to move, they were successfully restrained by the opponent. Of course, France U20 would not be much relaxed because of this. After all, Lin Yun restrained three people by himself. How big of a hole did they leave in defense? One can imagine.
Lin Yun, Pogba and others are different. It can even be said that they are different from many players in previous World Youth Championships. Others regard the World Youth Championship as an important platform, hoping to soar and improve their personal performance. Their popularity also attracts the attention of all the scouts present, and Lin Yun and Boba have already become the faces of the younger generation in the Premier League and Serie A. For them, the World Youth Championship is the icing on the cake at most.
But even so, the attitudes of the two are different.
Pogba was eager for revenge and played very hard, almost treating the game as a real World Cup final.
Lin Yun is a bit more "indifferent" here. Whether as captain or teammate, he is very willing to help others, so he basically tries his best to open up space for his teammates and take away defensive players, actively doing his best to help others. They create opportunities.
In terms of rationality, his approach is more reliable, and it is more scientific than domineeringly occupying all the shooting rights just to increase the data.
Unfortunately, 10 minutes passed, and England only had Kane's shot that was of some standard.
20 minutes passed, and the French team played more and more smoothly, testing the English goal four times, and even almost broke the goalkeeper's fingers with two kicks. Fortunately, the Istanbul Stadium was really good to the Premier League team, so it was forced. The goalposts and crossbar helped England escape twice.
The England team wanted to stretch their hips as much as possible, and the football was even unable to come out of the midfield and backcourt. They could only rely on rotten long passes to lob and barely complete a few counterattacks that were not counterattacks.
"Lin Yun was successfully restrained. The French team is playing well. If this continues, it will be a matter of time before we take the lead... As soon as I finished speaking, the French team came again, and it was Pogba! The Juventus midfielder was ten points today. Active, well, it seems he decided to do it himself this time!”
Pogba broke out of the double-team of Dale and Thorpe and volleyed hard in the face of the attacking goalkeeper Johnstone.
Johnstone only had time to stretch out his hand before the football flew in from the left side of the goal.
1-0.
"GOAL!!! In the 21st minute of the game, the French team's crazy bombing finally came to fruition!
Pogba rushed forward from the backcourt, received a pass from his teammate in the penalty area, broke through the defense of two English defenders, and scored a goal with a volley. "
Owen sighed: "There is indeed a big gap between England U20 and France in terms of overall strength. You must know that they have basically represented the highest level of players of this age group in the two countries. If this continues, the two countries will not be able to compete at the adult national team level. There will also be a gap in the competition..."
Lineker looked distressed and said, "Lin Yun must do something. Whether as the captain or the main forward, he must score a goal as soon as possible! Others must also step up to help Lin share the pressure. The team cannot It’s not his alone, Lin is indeed trustworthy, but this is no reason for others to evade responsibility!”
Lin Yun looked at the dejected faces around him, and in his heart ten thousand mythical beasts were rushing past.
It’s almost like 10 against 8. Brothers, if you play like this, are you worthy of me?
Looking at his unyielding gaze, his teammates not only did not feel guilty, but were full of expectations.
If the content in their eyes were translated, it is estimated that more than half of Sanmao fans in the world would be pissed to death.
"Are you ready to explode?"
"Stop playing around and get serious!"
"It's time to show them how awesome it is, Captain!"
"It's your time again, brother!"
Anyway, all of them are spoiled and just want to wait to be taken away.
Lin Yun could only call people over while the French team was celebrating their victory, and said helplessly: "What are you doing? Are you acting like a clown? Is this jersey you are wearing a clown suit?"
A group of people fell into silence. I don’t know which bastard had the nerve to say: "We tried our best..."
Lin Yun finally suppressed his outburst, "So you mean we only have so much ability? Is the gap between us and the French team so big? We were beaten by the opponent for 20 minutes!? The championship is won by fighting for it. Yes, touch your heart and ask yourself, have you tried your best?"
Kane was mortified.
He felt it most deeply.
Lin Yun almost withstood the greatest pressure on the front line by himself. Today was supposed to be his performance time, but his performance was quite disappointing.
Of course, this is also related to the hip stretch in the midfield.
Whether it is tactical literacy or personal ability, there is a visible gap between these teammates and their opponents. This gap is reflected in the competition, which is almost the difference between being eliminated in the group stage and winning the championship.
Lineker and Owen were naturally clear-minded and could only sigh again and again: "Fortunately we still have Lin, but unfortunately, we only have Lin..."
After Pogba was ecstatic, he became more cautious, and quickly told Zuma and Di Gone, "Be careful, Lin may explode, concentrate, don't waste such a good start."
The two looked at each other and had completely different reactions.
Zuma nodded carefully, "Don't worry, I will lock him tightly!"
Digone showed his big white teeth and said: "Isn't he always explosive? It must be said that he is indeed very powerful. It took the two of us to use all our strength to guard against it..."
Pogba shook his head, "Do you think you guarded him?"
"Of course, he hasn't had a shot so far," Digonay said with a look that said you were confused. "You did a good job, but we didn't do a bad job either, Paul."
"I hope..."
When the game started again, what Lin Yun was waiting for was not the bravery of his teammates after realizing their shame, but a deeper blow.
In the 26th minute, Cole made a mistake in returning the pass. After intercepting, Sanogo shot from the edge of the small penalty area. The football went directly under Johnstone's crotch, 2-0.
The French can finally party with confidence this time.
Lin Yun did not try to awaken their fighting spirit this time, and just walked back to the midfield in silence.
How can there be so many Liverpools...
Lin Ming in the stands shook his head and said to Isabella: "It seems that he still has to learn how to become a leader."
"He has done a great job," Isabella said dissatisfiedly, "These people are not worthy at all!"
"But what he needs to do now is how to lead the team to create miracles, instead of sulking like a child."
"He is just a child," Isabella stared, "Have you even forgotten your son's age?"
Lin Ming smiled and did not argue with her.
Kane walked beside Lin Yun and said guiltily: "I'm sorry, brother, things shouldn't be like this..."
Lin Yun waved his hand, "It doesn't matter, I will take action."
"Uh..." Kane didn't feel happy or secretly relieved, but he wanted to find a crack in the ground and crawl into it.
At the beginning of the game, Lin Yun began to be more active in getting rid of the entanglement between Zuma and Di Gone, and he retreated significantly to receive passes from his teammates.
In the 30th minute of the game, Pogba's long shot from outside the penalty area was blocked. As soon as Garbutt took the ball, he heard Lin Yun's voice.
"pass!"
He was startled, and when he looked up, he saw Lin Yun, who was still in the French team's half a second ago, had arrived at his own half at some point, and quickly passed the ball with a low pass.
Zuma and Digonet were really inseparable. They immediately blocked Lin Yun from behind and interfered from the left. They also used their hands and feet to prevent Lin Yun from catching the ball.
The referee couldn't stand it anymore and didn't bother to see the result of their confrontation. He immediately stopped the game with a "beep" and said to the two French defenders: "The action is too big!"
What greeted him were the innocent eyes of the two defenders and Lin Yun's unintelligible eyes.
He tried to interpret it, and there seemed to be a bit of disgust in his eyes.
So the meaning should be...don't mind your own business? ? ?
"The French team's two defenders made too many defensive moves... Look at the replay, oh, is this played like rugby... England won a backcourt free kick..."
Lin Yun returned to the French team's half, one outside the penalty area and one inside the penalty area with Kane, preparing to receive the long pass from his teammate.
Barkley's long pass was very skillful, and he flew directly towards Lin Yun.
Lin Yun almost jumped up high with Zuma on his back and stopped the ball with his chest.
As soon as the person landed, there was a huge pulling force from behind.
He leaned back suddenly, and the world suddenly became clear.
Digone, who was knocked to the ground, covered his chest and immediately asked the referee to be fair.
But the referee finally stopped meddling this time.
Lin Yun pulled the ball and turned around, facing Zuma directly.
Zuma made the tackle without hesitation.
Lin Yun turned the ball sharply to the left, barely avoiding the fierce tackle, and then rushed towards the French team's goal with the ball.
Falquier immediately came to support from the wing, preparing to treat the visitor with a flying tackle from the side, but Lin Yun was already looking at the goal and raised his left foot high.
He quickly turned the gun's head. It was originally aimed at Lin Yun's left foot, but now he raised it high and blocked Lin Yun's front.
As soon as my body flew out against the turf, I began to regret it.
"Being fooled..."
Lin Yun quickly dunked the ball and let him pass.
"Lin Yun's fake shot turned out to be true. Only Sal and Kondogbia are left between him and the goalkeeper, but Sal has to guard Kane..."
Kane quickly pulled aside to make room.
Lin Yun quickly came to the small penalty area, lowered his body to the right, turned his left foot slightly outward, and made a push posture.
Kondogbia reflexively stretched out his foot to intercept, but Lin Yun did not hit the ball after touching the ball with the inside of his left foot. Instead, he quickly moved the ball to his right, moving the ball to his right.
Kondogbia did not completely lose his center of gravity, and immediately adjusted and stretched his foot to the left side of his body.
Lin Yun did not pause in his movements, and quickly moved the ball back to the left with the inside of his right foot.
Kondogbia had no choice this time, and it was his last limit not to fall to the ground.
After Lin Yun moved the ball to the left, he did not rush over, but pushed the ball very decisively.
There is no readout or run-up, but the power of the football is not small at all. It is just that because it is a ground ball, it seems to be a little faster. It just falls in the eyes of French team goalkeeper Areola. This kind of ball is more disgusting than the world wave with a speed of more than 100 per hour.
As soon as he made the save, the football had already rolled into the goal against the goal post.
2-1.
"GOAL!!! Lin finally started, and England got a point! The game did not become one-sided. Lin almost singled out the entire French team's defense. The game had just reached the 32nd minute, and they still had a lot of time to go. Catching up or even overtaking!”
"Digonet and Zouma have tried their best, but it's a pity that even if they successfully defend Lin hundreds of times, Lin can break through their goal as long as he fails once."
"The 13th goal is not only Lin Yun's number of goals in this World Youth Championship, but also a new personal scoring record in the World Youth Championship. Every time Lin Yun scores a goal, he is creating new history!"
Digonay was still chattering around the referee.
"He hit me! It was a flagrant foul! He should have received a red card instead of nothing!"
"The whole world has seen it. His actions are so dirty. My chest still hurts. If you don't believe me, can you touch it? Oh, by the way, I can't touch this..."
"Mr. Referee, are you listening to me?"
He was greeted by a Topaz card.
Lin Yun ran through the door, walked out with the football in his arms, and glanced sideways at him as he passed by.
He didn't know what that look meant, but he knew that he usually used this look when looking at flies...
His lungs were about to burst with anger, and he felt like the whole world was against him.
The assistant coach of the French team shook his head speechlessly, came to the coach, and said: "We must replace him! Find someone to defend Lin! Digonet is no longer suitable. If we don't adjust, we will lose to him!"
France U20 coach Chauvin nodded and quickly reached out to call another central defender Sarr over.
"Switch with Di Gone," Chauvin said. "You and Zuma guard Lin together and let him guard the opponent's No. 9."
He didn't even say Kane's name...
Sal opened his mouth slightly and looked at him with resistance.
To defend Lin?
What hatred or resentment are you treating me like this?
The two chapters are combined into one~~Thank you Yuming Jinluan for the reward, the boss is very generous!
(End of chapter)
