Plzen was already a weak side facing the Bundesliga powerhouse Schalke 04. After successfully stealing the tower and winning the first victory, it was natural that they started to play the turtle tactics.
There was a bus lying across the penalty area, and Yang Feng's speed was immediately useless. This touch of the ball also showed that anti-offside was completely nonsense, but he still did not get into the penalty area and wait for the midfielder. Instead of feeding the ball to his mouth, he continued to make various moves without the ball inside and outside the penalty area, poking here and there like a stick, making Pilsen's defensive players sick.
The midfielder wins the world. With the midfielder having the advantage, there are still many opportunities for forwards. Otherwise, Huntelaar would not have been able to get so many shots in the first half. Now Raul is missing in the frontcourt. As the organizer, with the addition of Yang Feng as an unsettling factor, Schalke's frontcourt offensive suddenly became disorganized, but it also confused the opponent's defensive formation.
Pilsen defender Prohazka was following Yang Feng every step of the way. When Yang Feng went to the left, he went to the left, when Yang Feng went to the right, he went to the right, and when Yang Feng went forward, he lost track of him.
Draxler, who was bringing the ball up, had sharp eyes and immediately made a through ball that was far beyond his usual level. The football happened to be in Yang Feng's path.
The coordination of running and passing this time was so wonderful that some fans who knew that the two were from the youth team at the same time could not help but imagine a drama of friendship: they ate and slept together off the court and were inseparable, and they were in front of me on the court. After you, you tell me to cum, otherwise there is no way to explain where this terrifying tacit understanding comes from...
It's a pity that Draxler's second pass was also misdirected.
Yang Feng looked up and could see the interception of the front defender, the movement of the goalkeeper, Huntelaar's position and so on.
There is a shooting path, but the defender has blocked it, so the probability of hitting it with a forced kick is only about 20 to 30%.
After hesitating for half a second, Yang Feng caught up with the ball and did not hit the goal directly. Instead, he faked the shot and took a step to the right.
The defender who flew forward to block the hole of the gun was indeed deceived and flew away.
"Yang She...feint! Passed!"
"Watch your back!"
"Pass the ball!"
"Cum!"
After deceiving the defender, Yang Feng already has enough space to shoot and pass. Whether he plays it himself or passes it to Huntelaar, he has great potential. Unfortunately, Prohazka has already followed closely and slid forward to tackle.
Yang Feng hit the football with one kick, but the football hit Prohazka's thigh and bounced high.
Several players around him rushed over, and there was a scuffle in front of the goal. In the end, someone kicked him out of the penalty area.
Draxler was so angry that he shouted a German curse.
From the perspective of hindsight, if Yang Feng had directly kicked a low shot just now, the football would have flown from under the defensive player to the goal. That extraordinary move was completely redundant and fit in with Yang Feng's style of almost never breaking through. This time The processing is simply... good and showy.
"The Chinese's movement is still sharp, but it's a pity that he shouldn't do things he's not good at! We know that he has lost too many single-handed balls, and may have formed a psychological barrier. In order to maintain stability, he should get past the defensive players first. But he underestimated Prochazka!”
"Does Yang of China think he is Son Heung-min? He missed an opportunity to equalize."
"Perhaps the Chinese fans' high expectations for him misunderstood him, thinking that he was already at the same level as Shinji Kagawa, so he adopted a method that only talented players would use..."
Yang Feng first gave Draxler a thumbs up, indicating that the pass was good, but Xiaode just raised his chin and gave him a proud "hum", then turned around and ran away.
Prohazka got up from the ground, and his teammates patted his head appreciatively, but he could not feel any pride and was only filled with fear.
This No. 9 is really too slippery to run.
Pilsen fans were secretly glad, but it was a pity that Schalke 04 came back within half a minute of relaxation.
It was still Farfan who advanced with the ball, but this time Hewedes also rushed forward, and after a one-two with Farfan, he ran to the front of the penalty area and received Farfan's return pass.
Yang Feng and Huntelaar switched positions and got rid of the defense. Unfortunately, before Hvedez had time to play the ball, three Czech men swarmed up and surrounded the middle.
After a smell of soap came out, the Schalke captain lay on the ground, and the referee also blew his whistle.
Free kick on the right side of the penalty area.
Both players entered the penalty area together, and Fuchs looked up, this time ignoring the two forwards, and aimed the ball at Papadopoulos' head.
Papadopoulos headed the ball in front of the penalty area and the ball flew to the left side of the goal.
Yang Feng jumped high, but was caught by Prohazka by the hem of his jersey. He just barely touched the ball and the ball floated to the right side of the goal.
As an excellent penalty area hunter, Huntelaar had already run to the spot where the football landed when others were still at a loss, making it seem as if he and Yang Feng had a tacit understanding.
If this goal can be scored, it is indeed a wonderful cooperation between the two forwards. Unfortunately, the distance is too far. Huntelaar's ball was also weak and was confiscated by the goalkeeper's hands.
Now even Schalke fans can't stand it anymore.
They did see that Yang Feng's jump was unnatural, but they didn't see Prochazka's little move, or even if they saw it, they didn't think that Prochazka's move would have any impact on Yang Feng, so they naturally took the blame. Yang Feng's head.
"What's wrong with this kid? Shooting phobia?"
"I'm not active in shooting, there's something wrong with my thinking!"
"With such a good opportunity, how can you, a striker, be so selfless?"
"Schalke 04's offense is very fierce, but the forwards' ability to seize opportunities needs to be strengthened, especially Yang. He was very active after he came on the field and participated in the team's offense almost every time. There are some who just came on the field. The reason why he has more physical strength than other players is also related to his very active movement..."
Yang Feng pushed Prohazka away unhappily.
This savage was sweating all over, but he still kept sticking to him. It was so disgusting.
Coach Bilson walked back and forth impatiently on the sidelines. After struggling for a while, he waved his hands and ordered his players to continue to strengthen defense.
Other Pilsen players also saw Prochazka's inability to do what he wanted. Pilsen midfielder Limbelski quickly stepped forward to assist Prochazka in defending Yang Feng.
As a result, their midfield strength was even more stretched, and they could not even organize a decent attack. Schalke soon pushed the offense into the frontcourt.
Draxler was so desperate that he ignored Farfan's request for the ball. He moved the ball like a pig and was knocked down from behind by an unhappy Plzen player.
The referee showed the fourth yellow card of the game, and Schalke once again got a free kick in the frontcourt.
This time it was Farfan who took the penalty.
Bjergsen dared to commit frequent fouls near the penalty area. Naturally, he was sure that Schalke 04 had neither an air lord nor a strong player who could take free kicks as penalty kicks. Therefore, this time the defense followed the conventional approach and divided the labor. Households, people are marked.
Yang Feng knew the level of his header, and now he was sandwiched between Limbelski and Prohazka. It was obviously unrealistic to catch the ball and shoot, so he suddenly started when Farfan was just running up, and after Prohazka Before Zika and Limbelski could react, they had already run out of the blocking range of the human wall and reached the left side of the penalty area.
Farfan, who originally wanted to hit the goal directly, moved his right foot, raising his right foot to shoot. With a quick push, the football rolled directly towards Yang Feng.
Yang Feng caught the ball sideways and pushed the ball gently into the penalty area. After a slight adjustment, he took a step forward and shot directly into the far corner of the goal.
Prohazka arrived in a hurry just then, and the football just missed the tip of his nose and flew towards the goal.
The goalkeeper only had time to make a gesture of saving, but he didn't have time to make a saving action at all. It seemed like he was saying hello to the football, and he stupidly watched the football go into the net.
1-1.
"Congratulations on scoring your first goal in the Europa League. You will be awarded 3 points. Current points: 9"
Feeling comfortable now.
