"The Spaniards are anxious!"

"They're all full of attack!"

"Our opportunity is here!"

Fang Jue put his left hand on Fareco's shoulder, looking at the direction of the Espanyol goal, "I allow you not to return to defense for the rest of the first half, you go forward! Attack! Fight their counterattack!"

Fareco's eyes lit up.

On his right hand, the team captain Digneto was tall, so he had to bend down to listen to the coach.

"Long pass counterattack! If you don't pass through the midfield, you will quickly reach their hinterland as you did in training." Fang Jue said.

Both Fareco and Digneto nodded.

"Tell Bedino, it's time to play his fulcrum!" Fang Jue said to Digneto.

"I understand!" Digneto nodded. The center of Berdino's team is tall and big, with good counterattack and heading ability.

"Bedino's mission is to make the ball for you! Boy, do you know what you should do?" Fang Jue stared at Valeco and said.

"Put that damn football in!" Fareco said gritting his teeth.

"Ha, that's right!" Fang Jue laughed and pushed the two of them back into the field, "Go and kick the Spanish's ass."

...

Fang Jue walked back to the coach's seat and did not sit down. Instead, he took a bottle of water, unscrewed it, took a sip, and vomited most of it.

He was a little nervous.

This was a decision he made himself. He had been observing the situation on the field. At this moment, Fang Jue suddenly decided that it was time to fight back!

What made him make this decision was his eyes, everything his eyes saw: Espanyol seemed impatient when he couldn't catch it for a long time, and they seemed not worried about Ibiza's attack at all. This time, Espanyol's players almost came out in full swing. They only left two players in the half. In the absence of opening the goal account in the sports game, Espanyol was obviously extremely eager to use this opportunity to score goals.

This is an opportunity!

Opportunity to fight back!

Fang Jue immediately realized this.

He didn't know what the result would be. Perhaps Ibiza, who was pushed out, failed to attack, but was seized by Espanyol because he no longer shrank and defended.

However, Fang Jue issued an offensive order without hesitation!

He has done so much work, isn’t he waiting for the opportunity now?

If Fernandez calms down after missing this opportunity and Espanyol plays more rationally, it will be too difficult for Ibiza to score a goal again.

Take action when it’s time to take action!

This is Kokang’s precious quality.

...

"Francisco!"

Fernandez stood on the sidelines and raised three fingers and shouted.

This means telling Francesco that this free kick uses the No. 3 tactic.

Seeing the player nodding to the signal, Fernandez walked towards the coach's seat. When he turned his head, he saw Fang Jue spitting water not far away and getting his shoes wet. He was a little busy. Fernandez's mood, which was originally irritable because the team could not capture for a long time, suddenly improved, "This kid, are you here to make a funny thing?"

"Remy, what do you think of Ibiza's performance today?" Fernandez asked his assistant Kresk.

"The defense is very good, but..." Kresk didn't know what words to use to describe it for a while. "It's not like a Spanish team at all. They are even more conservative than Italian teams, just like they were thinking of a zero-to-zero score at the beginning of the game..."

"Yes." Fernandez nodded, "But I know Ibiza. They can't hold on for too long. In the first half, we will definitely break the deadlock. As long as we score the first goal, we will..."

Fernandez's mouth stopped because he saw his assistant showing an expression of surprise, or a little panic.

"Pablo! Hurry up and watch!"

Fernandez turned his head and looked into the field, then widened his eyes.

He happened to see Ibiza's forward Bedino fighting for the position with his defender Faldi.

And above the two people's heads, the football was falling.

Ibiza's counterattack?

They finally pressed out?

Fernandez has long been dissatisfied with Ibiza's shrinking defense and is eager for them to push it out, but he swears that this is definitely not the case now.

...

Bedino jumped up sharply, jumped very high, defeated Faldi in the confrontation of the top, and then headed the ball to Fareco who was rushing forward!

This is a very simple and very direct counterattack.

The Spanish free kick offensive coordination was very fancy. For free throws alone, three players were covering each other. Then they did not give up the ball, but instead rolled the ball in a diagonal line, trying to use the empty cut to attract the attention of the defense line, and at the same time tearing open the defense line of Ibiza. However, Clement robbed it in time and tackled the football out. After Digneto got the ball, he pulled the ball and turned around, looked at the front, and directly sent a long pass!

It's such a simple counterattack!

No technicality at all!

However, in this moment, the Spaniard's defense was easily tore open.

They stayed among the two defenders in their half, Faldi was restrained by Berdino, and then lost to Berdino in the competition, allowing the latter to successfully play a fulcrum role and head the ball to Falreco.

Another defender, Delpe, was retreating and he wanted to defend the last line of defense, but he thought that after Fareco received the header from Bedino, he had no intention of stopping the ball at all. He pushed the ball forward with his chest and his feet were also very fast, and he actually went straight past him with speed.

This is why he did not have the distance to retreat the football and was too close to Faldi to form an effective defensive distance and delay the opponent's space!

...

"Bedino! Heading the ball!"

"It's a one-on-one! Fareco! He directly passed Delpee with his speed!" The broadcaster of Ibiza Radio shouted.

"Enter the penalty area! The goalkeeper came out and shot!!! gooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooool!"

Espanyol goalkeeper Allegria's attack this time was a routine matter. Ibiza's "genius player"'s beautiful foot skills were brilliant at this moment: Fareco swung it gently, and the goalkeeper fell to the ground, and then the rest was simple, and he gently pushed the ball to the empty goal and scored!

"Beautiful goal! From our Fareco!" The commentator of Ibiza Radio shouted excitedly, "One to zero! We are ahead of Espanyol away! Cheer, residents of the island castle!"

"It's incredible! Ibiza, who has been oppressed, scored a goal in the half-court defense! This is their first shot today! A very fast counterattack!" Spanish national television commentator Fernando didn't care about criticizing Fang Jue's conservative tactics at this time. He sighed in surprise, "Espanyol's luck is too bad. They shot as many as six times, but no goals. The opponent succeeded in a counterattack. With a wonderful counterattack, Ibiza's goal played amazingly!"

Although he was unhappy with Fang Jue and Ibiza's conservative tactics, Ibiza scored a goal, and no matter how unhappy he was, he had to praise him.

Fernandez, who witnessed the loss of the ball, was completely shocked:

What's going on?

Is this a goal conceding?

Just such a simple counterattack, you lost the ball?

Fernandez was a little confused.

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