January 31st, finals.
The AFC official website has given a preview of the theme of the final: Asian Football Double Red Club!
Both China's Dragons Fan Club and South Korea's "Taechi Tigers" fan group mainly use red. Such themes are really coincidental. Not only in the Premier League, the double red clubs in Asian football are also rivals with long-standing grievances.
Yi Zhe and Son Heung-min occupy half of the headlines of the AFC official website, which can already show the official expectations of the AFC for this game. It is no exaggeration to say that these are the two hottest stars in Asian football today. collision.
So, make history or return to the top?
This is the soul question of the AFC.
However, it is clear that Chinese fans have an absolute advantage outside the Australia Stadium in Sydney today. Although there are also many Korean fans, as long as we are willing, there will be no more people than China in any corner of the world!
When Yi Zhe and the others came out of the hotel on the bus, they could see the five-star red flags all along the road. People walking on the road held national flags and waved and cheered at the Chinese team bus. Cars with national flags honked at the team bus.
"I'm going! Are all the Chinese in Australia here?" Many players leaned on the car windows and looked out. Each of them had never seen this scene before, even in China, it was rare.
But that's exactly what happened today.
For the final, which kicked off at 5:30 pm BJ time, CCTV provided five hours of continuous warm-up, and of course group portraits of these fans were indispensable.
“We came from Melbourne specifically to support the Chinese team!”
"Come on Team China, our whole family is here from New Zealand!"
"We are Yi Zhe's fellow countrymen. We came all the way from Chengdu to cheer for our Chengdu children! Yi Zhe rises! Hat trick! 3:0!"
"Thank you Yi Zhe! There is still a chance in this life to see the Chinese team win the championship! Come on Yi Zhe, 3:0!"
"We are here specifically to support Brother Zhe. No one knows Brother Zhe better than us! We will definitely win this game, Brother Zhe - fuck the stick!" Zhao Xiong led a group of Yi Zhe's former brothers. They should be the most powerful. confidence.
"Fuck you to death—Ouch!"
In this atmosphere, the Korean fans could only bluff, looking around in twos and threes, feeling extremely nervous, fearing that the Chinese fans would burst out and eat them alive.
Everyone knows what the final means. When preparing in the locker room, both sides know that what will greet them on the court will be the hottest noise.
Chinese team assistant coach Ali walked into the locker room and quietly said to Yi Zhe: "Yi, come and mobilize everyone. This is what you should do."
Yi Zhe didn't refuse. Anyway, today he had to shoulder a heavy burden. He didn't mind giving everyone a little encouragement. Anyway, the job of the head coach was not bad at all.
He closed the door and stood in the middle of the locker room. Assistant coach Ali stood beside him. It seemed that the scene was a little inconsistent, but it seemed that he was setting up something for him.
"A few words, brothers."
Everyone immediately put down what they were doing, and Zheng Zhi called out to everyone: "Come on, come on, listen to Director Yi's speech! Chirp, croak, croak!"
Everyone really applauded, and Yi Zhe suddenly felt a little embarrassed, but he still had to say what needed to be said.
"Everyone has just seen how many fans came to support us today. I know everyone is nervous. It is also my first time to play in the finals. Everyone is nervous, but the opponent is not much better than us! Their most powerful one, Son Heung-min, I have never played in a championship game, so there is really nothing to be afraid of. This is the first time for everyone! I know that all the big brothers in China have an annual salary of tens of millions. To be honest, they earn more than me. But this is us An opportunity to create history. We have been running all the way to this Asian Cup. Let us run with our lives one last time! Take destiny into our own hands and take the championship home! I know it is difficult for everyone to bear the curse of the fans. It’s been a long time, but can you imagine what it would be like to win today’s game? Everyone has dreams when they first play football, right? Think about the scenes in your dreams when you were a child, I guarantee that everything can happen!”
Zheng Zhi smiled and responded to Yi Zhe: "Listen to Yi Zhe's guidance. Anyway, this is probably the last time for me. I haven't tasted the taste of a national team championship in so many years!"
Everyone stood in the middle of the court, and Gao Lin took the lead in shouting: "Come, for the championship, for Brother Zhi! Come on!"
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The Chinese team was lucky today. They got the home draw before the game and were able to step onto the court in red.
When they walked onto the court, they were greeted by overwhelming cheers.
"The Chinese team is here! This is the 2015 Asian Cup final! Ten years later, thanks to these players for the surprises, the peak is close at hand, and history is waiting to be refreshed. Come on, Team China!"
Yi Zhe became very calm when he came on the court. Although Son Heung-min on the opposite side kept staring at him, he didn't even glance at his opponent.
After the referee Irmatov blew the opening whistle, Yi Zhe got the ball and observed it in the midfield for a second. As he expected, the two midfielders of the Korean team, Ki Sung-yong and Nam Tae-hee, turned out to be true. He pounced on him immediately, but Yi Zhe withstood the opponent's pressing force, quickly rotating his body 45 degrees and wiping through the gap just in time.
"Yi Zhe! Perfect performance!"
But the South Korean team was also very energetic, with center back Guo Taihui giving up his position and pressing forward.
He is truly worthy of being an opponent whose entire team’s status is at full five stars as indicated by the system!
Yi Zhe did not doubt the Koreans' confidence at all, but he was already prepared and pushed the ball horizontally to Hao Junmin. The former Schalke midfielder was equally confident with the ball, passing directly to the wing and aiming behind the opponent!
"Hit me behind! Hao Junmin! Sun Ke!"
Sun Ke started to sprint towards the penalty area, but the South Korean team's right back Cha Duli was behind him and rushed forward with his hands and feet to knock Sun Ke over.
"Hey - foul!"
But today, the referee clearly relaxed the standard of confrontation, holding the whistle in his mouth and saying nothing.
Che Duli got the ball, and as soon as he turned his head, the right back Zhang Linpeng came up to him aggressively and kicked him head on... The experience of two World Cups made Che Duli very confident, but at this moment he did not resist. Withstand Zhang Linpeng's impact, the truth is that boxing is afraid of young people!
The Chinese team completed the counterattack on the spot. Zhang Linpeng cut all the way inside. Club teammate and center back Jin Yingquan came up and couldn't hold him back. He overtook him from the bottom line and sent a cross to the penalty area. At this moment, the Chinese team's three players in the penalty area were Players outflanked at the same time. Gao Lin rushed up from behind to overpower Guo Taihui, and hit the goal post with a header.
"BOOM!"
"Gao Lin!"
The ball bounced to the outside of the penalty area. Yi Zhe was originally aiming for this opportunity, but this time Hao Junmin beat him one step ahead and volleyed directly towards the ball.
"Hao Junmin——"
The South Korean team's goalkeeper Kim Seung-kyu was extremely embarrassed at the beginning. This time he almost saved the ball and then hit the post. Still in the penalty area, many players from the Chinese team followed up with consecutive follow-up shots.
The South Korean team collapsed instantly in the penalty area. In the end, Kim Young-kwon was extremely embarrassed and used his toes to block the ball out of the baseline.
When Yi Zhe saw this scene, he smiled subconsciously. He didn't care that Hao Junmin stole his shot, nor did he care that the opportunity was wasted.
"Third brother, that's what I mean!"
Yi Zhe has never played in the finals, but he also knows that the more critical moments, at least he cannot lose his momentum.
The fans in the stands had already suppressed their opponents. The right time and place were just the right thing to do.
The system shows that the current morale index of the Chinese team has risen from four stars to four and a half stars, almost approaching the opponent.
