"Qin, haha, I knew it, I knew it, you must have seen it!"
Right inside Hamburg's penalty area.
Dennis shouted excitedly after scoring his third goal of the season.
There is no way. Although Dennis is the main force of Cottbus, after more than ten rounds of league games, he only relied on luck to score a goal in front of the goal in September last year.
This scoring efficiency has long made many Cottbus fans feel that he is not worthy of occupying the position of Cottbus's main left winger.
But, who would have thought.
That is to say, in less than two games since Qin Feng arrived, he has scored two goals in a row.
Scoring goals every game, this efficiency makes Dennis himself a little unbelievable.
Moreover, with Qin Feng's passing, he doesn't need to make too many adjustments on his own.
All he needs to do is run!
Keep running!
Running to the goal, Qin Feng's pass will definitely appear at his feet.
"Qin, when the game is over, I'll invite you to xxx!"
"Hey, hey, hey! Dennis, don't do such a blatant bribery. Qin, you've seen it too. My real striker hasn't scored a goal yet!"
Seeing that Dennis was shamelessly trying to seduce Qin Feng in this way, Yura, who was anxious to score, immediately complained.
that's all!
In front of the Bundesliga giants Hamburg, these so-called country bumpkins from Cottbus actually laughed and started joking!
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"Oh! God! God! Boss, that guy did it, oh my God!"
"Did you see it?"
"unbelievable!"
on the People's Park court.
Hayden, who was in front of the visiting team's bench, hugged Plashnika in front of him in excitement the moment Dennis Sorensen scored the goal and screamed.
"I saw it, I saw it!"
"That rascal!!!"
Compared to the roaring Hayden, Plashnika was even more excited at this moment.
The game only started for less than 10 minutes, but during these 10 minutes, Plashnika was suffering.
Hamburg's suffocating offense had already made Plashnika a little overwhelmed.
But what everyone didn't expect was that Qin Feng, who had seemed invisible since the start of the game, staged such a shocking scene when he touched the ball for the first time.
1:0!
The leader is actually Cottbus!
Plashnika really never dared to think that his team could actually take the lead at Hamburg's home court.
"No! Press the queen!"
"The formation is pressing behind, and we are going to defend and counterattack like this!"
"Let Shao and Dennis withdraw all."
Although still in a state of excitement, Plashnika rushed to the sidelines excitedly and shouted to his disciples.
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Lao Pu was very excited. Not far away, in front of the home team's bench, Thomas Dole, who had been looking over his head since the pre-match press conference, still looked confused.
Right on your home court!
Thomas Dole stared blankly at the goal replay being played on the big screen.
Yes, Thomas Dole, who had his eyes high above his head, was frightened.
He never thought that in a rookie team like Cottbus, there would be a guy like this who could destroy his own defense by himself.
That kind of leisurely strolling plays with De Jong's elegance!
Even he, the rival head coach, felt that he was a little... a bit superior.
no!
We can't let that guy have such a good opportunity again.
"Nigel!"
"Are your legs weak?"
"Do you know why we conceded the goal?"
Although knowing that his language may irritate De Jong.
But Thomas Dole still roared at De Jong, who was already red-eyed on the court!
On the court!
De Jong heard his manager's roar.
There was no response, and De Jong knew how embarrassed he had just been.
Moreover, until this moment, De Jong also truly realized that the black-haired No. 23 of Cottbus was not as simple as it seemed.
No longer looking down on him, from this moment on, De Jong really started to take it seriously.
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The game started again.
Cottbus took the lead.
Although his head coach called for the whole team to retreat and defend, how could these Cottbus players, who had been beaten half a pound by Qin Feng's performance, resist attacking?
The 14th minute of the game.
Cottbus' attack struck again.
After receiving the pass from his own defender, Rost handed the ball to Qin Feng in front of him without any hesitation.
An elegant right-footed penalty kick. At the moment when De Jong pounced again, Qin Feng took the ball lightly and then avoided De Jong's attack.
However, Qin Feng hadn't waited for Qin Feng to make another move.
Yarolim, who had been ambushing Qin Feng, suddenly shoveled him from the side.
Not a trace of hesitation.
Yarolim's right foot shoveled hard on the football in front of Qin Feng.
By the way, Qin Feng was taken down directly.
The ball tackled first.
Yarolim did not commit a foul. The referee who was standing at the scene of the incident did not blow the whistle and pushed his hands forward to signal that the game should continue.
"Danger!"
"Hamburg's counterattack!"
He Wei on the sidelines screamed.
However, at the same time as He Wei screamed, the alert Cottbus captain Rost appeared in time and kicked the ball out of the sideline with a big kick.
Quickly walking to Qin Feng's side, Rost pulled Qin Feng up.
"Are you okay, Qin?"
Yarolim's feet just looked so scary, Rost asked worriedly.
"fine!"
Shaking his head, Qin Feng frowned and looked at Yarolim who had just gotten up from the ground.
All right!
He looked at Yarolim and De Jong staring at him.
Qin Feng knew that it would be impossible to be as relaxed as before!
really!
When the Netherlands' top central midfielder De Jong and the Hamburg captain really got serious.
Those Cottbus fans in the stands who were expecting a shocking upset realized how naive their thoughts were.
Close to the body!
Go around and get stuck!
Small movements interfere!
There’s even a non-stop flow of slides and shovels!
When Nigel Dejong and Yarolim started to greet Qin Feng in various ways.
The offensive that Cottbus had just started died down again.
With a comprehensive evaluation of 72, Qin Feng actually does not have the ability to truly defeat De Jong and Yarolim.
That is to say, he just caught De Jong off guard.
After De Jong reacted and Hamburg captain Yarolim began to really play a double attack on him, Cottbus could only return to their initial long pass and lob mode.
And in this mode!
How can Cottbus be a rival to the giant Hamburg?
Especially after Cottbus, who was in the lead, retreated across the board under Plashnika's call.
Cottbus directly gave up the midfield to Hamburg.
Qin Feng, who was alone, had no way to get out of the double attack between Yarolim and De Jong.
The 24th minute of the game!
Just after Cottbus held on for more than ten minutes, the goal guarded by Tramel was finally broken by the Hamburg team.
A long baseline pass from Trochowski.
Guerrero, who broke into the penalty area, jumped high and hit the ball with a fierce header into the dead center of the goal.
1:1!
"Beep!!!"
When the referee's whistle sounded, the Hamburg fans, who had been silent for ten minutes, finally roared like they were coming to life.
Thomas Dole in front of the bench also raised his proud head again the moment the whistle sounded.
"Hey! The ball went in!"
"After six attempts, Hamburg relied on their winger Trochowski to assist Guerrero to equalize the score."
"Here, let me say a few more words."
"Qin Feng's playing style should be regarded as a classic attacking midfielder!"
"Some old fans know that as a classical midfielder, he will always rely on his own personal abilities to help the team create scoring opportunities."
"Just like Dennis's goal just now, it relied on Qin Feng's breakthrough in the middle to tear open Hamburg's defense."
"However, with the rapid development of modern football, this single tactic of handing all the team's offense to one person has become somewhat outdated."
"........."
He Wei in the commentary box sighed helplessly after seeing Cottbus' score being equalized.
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