"Oh, oh, oh, things are getting big."

“The scene is very chaotic.”

In the blink of an eye, Ricken and Hasler also joined in, trying to separate Zheng Zhi and Lehman, but at this time Li Weifeng also arrived, and Grosso also squeezed in at almost the same time. You push me, I push you, and it's a mess.

At that moment, the referee was even hesitant and rushed in bravely after struggling on the outside. What he didn't expect was that Shuster rushed in from the coaching seat with the coaching staff, while Skibe was still standing there complaining...

"Ah, damn it, beat him up, beat him hard," Shuster rolled up his sleeves, looking like he really wanted to go up and fight...

Fourth officials and border lieutenants followed closely behind.

"Let him go,"

"Let him go,"

Zheng Zhi's hand was too tight, and Hasler couldn't pull it away, and in the end, Zheng Zhi took the initiative to let go. At this time, the referee finally squeezed in and separated the people from the referee team. Then he took out a red card from his pocket, first giving it to Zheng Zhi, and then to Lehman.

"Red card expulsion!"

“There is no problem with this.”

"This kind of action must be handled with a red card, and there may be additional punishment after the game. It is certain that a suspension will be added. As for whether there will be additional suspension, it depends on how the referee committee determines it. Lehman is too impulsive and comes from the goal far away to cause trouble. As for Zheng, his counterattack has also been postponed, and he also has no need to do this. Of course, this is Lehman's provocation first. He is protecting his teammates, but this counterattack is too bloody."

"Both sides can only fight with ten people, Dortmund lacks the main goalkeeper, and Frankfurt lacks the midfield core."

"Haha, the scene is so exciting, so hot."

Bretner looked very happy, and Frankfurt at the scene immediately gave Zheng Zhi an applause.

"Zheng!"

"Zheng!"

"Zheng!"

“Good!”

Of course, Frankfurt fans support Zheng Zhi. If anyone else would do this, Li Yin was bullied by Lehman just now.

Both of them were expelled from the court, but were separated by the security personnel off the court, worried that they would fight off the court, so the camera gave them a long close-up. Zheng Zhi's eyes were as sharp as a rifle, and Leman was still staring at Leman, and Leman was so aggressive that he did not let Zheng Zhi go, but there were several deep nail marks on his neck, and the blood marks were quite clear. Obviously, Zheng Zhi's grab just now was really heavy.

This confrontation was naturally Zheng Zhi took a lot of advantage.

"Wait,"

"You wait for me,"

"I'll fix you!"

Lehman has been struggling, but he has no choice but to pass the security staff.

"I'll wait. You're lucky. Otherwise, I'll beat you up all over the floor, right? Let's go back to the locker room to fight alone!" Zheng Zhi retorted.

...

...

The game resumed, Schuster replaced Saru with Blackman, while Dortmund replaced Cesar and replaced the substitute goalkeeper.

Beep,

Beep,

The referee's whistle sounded from time to time, and there were still many fouls. The incident just now caused the powder barrel to explode completely, and he could not control the situation on the field at all.

Soon, Hasler, Grosso, Schneider and Dede all received a yellow card. Schustel also received a yellow card because of cursing on the court.

The court seemed to have become a real battlefield, purgatory.

In the 77th minute, Hasler and Grosso also had a conflict, but neither of them took action. The referee showed mercy and just warned them verbally, otherwise the two of them would probably be sent off again.

“A crazy game,”

"I really didn't expect the game to evolve into this."

Time flies in chaos, and both sides seem to be focusing on winning or losing. They foul every time, and the game becomes even more fragmented.

In the 84th minute, Barbaretz scored a goal in chaos, but the referee decided that the goal was invalid and believed that Barbaretz's goal was offside first, which excited Dortmund's players again. Skibe was finally unable to hold on and ran to the fourth official to argue and protest, but the fourth official just spread his hands and he was powerless. He was not the referee, and at most he could only record everything that happened in the post-match report, but this was useless. Offside or offside, and it could not be changed after the game...

Of course, if this goal is counted, then many Tymonds still have the chance to tie the score. If they don't score now, then hope will basically be shattered.

Frankfurt fans were already singing team songs, starting with "The Heart of Europe" and then changing to "eintrahtdeinefans". They didn't believe that Dortmund could turn defeat into victory at this time, and they were happily waiting for the end of the game.

In the home team's locker room, Zheng Zhigang took a shower. It seemed that nothing had happened just now. Instead, the staff member who was in charge of staring at him was a little nervous because he was really worried that Zheng Zhi rushed to the away locker room to have a game with Lehman.

"That guy Leman is too tall. If you fight him one-on-one, you will suffer a loss."

"I never said I would go and fight one-on-one."

"Didn't you agree to him just now?"

"I just scared him, I can't lose in momentum, right? By the way, I seem to have seen you somewhere." Zheng Zhi looked in front of him for a long time, and always felt that this guy was familiar. He looked in his thirties, with messy middle-parted blonde hair, thick eyebrows and big eyes, and white teeth.

"I, haha,"

"How is that possible? I just came here. You can't know me. It's the first time I've seen you." The guy grabbed his messy hair, thinking about how to introduce himself.

"That, I'm actually a player, but I'm playing in the second division."

"Then why are you here with us?" Zheng Zhi became curious.

"The second division is over. I came here to learn from Shuster. I think Shuster's coaching philosophy is very good, so I asked the club to write a recommendation letter." He grabbed his hair again.

"So weird, it sounds like you're a player and coach?"

"Yes, I can think so, I do think I will become a professional coach in the near future." The guy grinned, showed his white teeth, and smiled confidently.

"Oh? What's your name?" Zheng Zhi became even more curious. No wonder he felt that he looked so familiar. Could it be which future famous head coach?

Hey!

Could it be him?

Zheng Zhi stretched his neck and observed it on him again.

picture!

It's really similar!

It's just a pair of glasses. After putting on glasses, isn't he the youngest?

"Let me guess your name, I think I can guess it, don't be scared."

"Your name is Jurgen Norbert Klopp."

Klopp:...
Chapter completed!