Chapter 190 This is your goal!
Too second!
Hamburg coach Pagersdorf looked at the noisy scene and thought Shuster was just a fool and weird. The head coach was like him, which was unique in the world.
If the Hamburg Club hadn't hired hundreds of security guards to block the entrance of the passage, Shuster would have been smashed into meat sauce by fans with eggs.
In the home team's locker room, Paglesdorf certainly wouldn't miss writing a essay with Shuster: "The madman next door beats us up to nothing, as if the whole Bundesliga is his. If we can't teach them a lesson, what's the point of playing football at the People's Park Stadium?"
"Go and tell them with your actions that this is our territory!"
"Otherwise, we're waiting to continue to be humiliated by them after the game."
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It was originally just a very ordinary game, but after being disturbed by Schuster, the players from both sides appeared in the player channel and were in a little emotional state. Anyway, the look of looking at each other was very displeasing.
Zheng Zhi's eyes fell on the walls on both sides of the player channel. The Hamburg player channel actually hangs the scores of their matches with Frankfurt in previous years, and only wins, not fails. As the name suggests, this is to motivate the players to continue to win, and it is also a player who attacks Frankfurt.
But history is just history after all, what use is it? Zheng Zhi smiled contemptuously, but his head hit a wall.
When I looked up, I felt that the whole sky was dark.
No, the following is white.
Zheng Zhi narrowed his eyes for a long time, and then he realized that there was a person standing in front of him!
After a closer look, I'm a black player, but the light on his face was too dark, and he didn't react for a while. Zheng Zhi was sure that even if he stood in the sun, he couldn't see the face of the guy in front of him.
"Hey, Tony, come and line up." A teammate in front urged.
Tony?
Tony Yeboa? It turns out that this is him.
Awesome, in any German League One team, it seems that a famous player can be found. The last round I met Elton and the next round I met Yeboa.
The 32-year-old Yeboa is very famous in Germany because he is the second black player to enter the Bundesliga. At that time, most of the Bundesliga clubs were dominated by German players, and some clubs had only a few European players. Yeboa's shots were considered a big breakthrough.
The first stop for Yeboaden to the Bundesliga was Salbrücken. His performance in the first year was average, but he scored 17 goals in the second year, showing his absolute talent for shooting. Then he turned to Zheng Zhi's current boss Frankfurt. Here, Yeboad led Frankfurt to play a beautiful record for several years, and he himself won the Bundesliga top scorer in the year in a row.
Yeboa's peak was spent in Frankfurt. In the club's celebrity list, he was only behind Che Fangen. You can imagine his position among Frankfurt fans.
"Zheng?"
Yeboa blinked and greeted Zheng Zhi.
"Hello,"
"I've heard of you, you have a great record in Frankfurt."
Compared with the team's tenseness, Zheng Zhi and Yeboa's greetings seemed a little out of place.
"You're doing a good job in Frankfurt, too."
The two chatted in German, and the Hamburg captain in front was dissatisfied, Hans Jorg Butt, Germany's No. 3 goalkeeper.
"Tony,"
"You should know what you are doing."
Although he is not as old as Yeboada, Butt is the captain, so he has the power to command Yeboa.
Yeboa shrugged, it seemed that it didn't matter, but he still gave Butt enough face. He spread his hands in front of Zheng Zhi and then joined the team.
Zheng Zhi walked forward two steps and came to Yang Chen.
"Brother Yang,"
"He is the goal you want to surpass."
"Yeboa, remember?"
Yang Chen stared at Yeboa's exaggerated back, "93, 94, the Bundesliga top scorer for two consecutive years, scoring 20 in 1993 and 18 in 1994. The number of goals is not the most terrifying, what is terrifying is his goal rate, 20 in 27 games, and 18 in 20 games!"
Yang Chen is very familiar with him and is very familiar with him. Maybe they are all because of their origins as strikers, but they are the strongest striker in Frankfurt's history. Yang Chen cares very much about him.
18 goals in 20 games, this is a number that makes people look up to, even the alien Ronaldo has not been able to achieve the goal efficiency.
What is Yang Chen’s current data? 7 goals in 15 games are far from him. Of course, Yang Chen still hopes to achieve his goal count. As for efficiency? It’s difficult...
"This is your goal." Zheng Zhi whispered in a low voice.
"There are 19 rounds left, and there is hope. Nothing can be surpassed."
Yang Chen's shoulders trembled significantly.
Zheng Zhi said this, but he felt that it was a bit unreal. When he joined Frankfurt at the beginning of the season, the goal he set for himself was only about 8 goals in the season, and he did not dare to think about the ten-digit data. But now the league has not reached the average level and has already obtained 7 goals. It is no problem to break the doubles unless there is a big injury.
Bah, what are you hurting? Yang Chen quickly spat in his heart.
According to your own goal rate, it shouldn’t be difficult to score about 10 goals in 19 rounds? I don’t know why, but now when I think of this, I don’t feel the same as I did at that time and I feel more confident?
"Send me more penalty kicks." He whispered in Zheng Zhi's ear. Although he spoke Mandarin, he was afraid that his teammate Fujotoft would hear it...
As soon as I walked out of the player's passage, I heard the insults all over the field, all given to Shuster, and basically the repetition of the words outside the court.
"Shustel, this fool, has attracted so many fans."
In the stands, Dom frowned slightly. He had never heard so many insults in the Bundesliga, but today.
Lübeck sat beside him, and Lübeck shook his head, "This guy is born to be scolded, he deserves it, his mouth is too big."
The purpose of the two people here today is to come to the examination room Zheng Zhi. Lubeck was moved by Thomas Schaff's words before. After going back to discuss with Daum, Daum also felt that it was necessary to come and inspect. His Leverkusen will only have a game tomorrow, and there is time today.
"Shustel still has two tricks. He likes to go astray, but if he plays too much, he will harm himself."
"He's still a little too tender in the coach position."
Chapter completed!