Chapter 439 The Most Important One

In the live broadcast room in Kyoto.

"The game has already started. This is the highlight of this round of the Bundesliga, not only because both sides are popular teams competing for the league championship, but also because of the coaches of both sides."

Tao Wei explained: "If you lose this game, Van Gaal will probably dismiss get out of class. Last season was empty-handed. From the current point of view of this season, even the top three may not be able to squeeze in at the end of the half."

Duan Xuan, a loyal Bayern loyalist, coughed, "On the other hand, Schalke 04's head coach Rangnick is still stagnant in Indonesia. It is said that he will not be able to return to China for a while, and the Chinese player Sun Wu is the temporary head coach. A big test for him...although he did a good job last game."

"First of all, let's look at the starting lineup. Bayern is basically playing with all the main players. Badstuber is back from injury and Van Buyten is partnering with central defenders. On both sides are Alaba and Lahm. The midfielder is..." Duan Xuan suddenly Shut up, "Look at this attack!"

Less than a minute into the opening, Ribery wiped Sun Wu lightly, then cut inside to avoid Pekarik's shovel, and sent a diagonal plug before Westerman.

Ibrahimovic in the penalty area slammed into Metzelder behind him. After stopping the ball with his left foot, he turned around at 90 degrees and shot with a right foot.

Sun Wu didn't go back. If Westerman and Hitzlsperger couldn't stand in the midfield position, then going back by himself wouldn't be of much help...

Sun Wu expected Bayern's opening attack, and Farfan did not return to the defense because he specifically confessed... So, facing his own goal, he is slowly retreating.

I have to say that Ibrahimovic's personal ability is really nothing to say. In the crowded penalty area, he can find a shooting line, and the quality of this shot is not low. Neuer's horizontal pounce is worthy of confiscating the ball.

"Unfortunately, there is no need for Ibrahimovic to shoot directly. Robben and Kroos are already in place..." Duan Xuan sighed regretfully, "Now continue to look at the starting lineup..."

"Wait!" Committee Tao suddenly said loudly: "Let's watch this attack first!"

Duan Xuan looked up in astonishment, just when Ibrahimovic clapped his hands in remorse, and Robben and Ribery were both upset, Neuer got up and threw the ball directly to launch a counterattack.

Thunderous shouts erupted from the stands of the Veltins Arena. Everyone could see that Neuer threw the ball and flew it precisely towards Sun Wu who was slowly retreating to the middle circle.

In the past one or two years, Bayern suffered too many losses under Sun Wu. How could they tolerate this guy taking the ball calmly when counterattacking.

The starting midfielder Gustavo rushed forward immediately.

Schweinsteiger quickened his pace, but instead of returning to defense, he ran vigilantly behind Gustavo to prevent Sun Wu from breaking through.

Van Gaal on the sidelines was heartbroken. The whole Bundesliga knew what this Chinese could do in a counterattack.

But with mental calculations or no intentions, Sun Wu was judging the landing point the moment Neuer threw the ball. After a pause in his retreat, he suddenly accelerated and ran back, grabbing the ball before Gustavo.

Although known as one of the best defensive midfielders in the Bundesliga in the past two years, Gustavo has suffered many losses under Sun Wu. He did not directly hit him, but slowed down cautiously. He was going to post it, he was afraid that if he rushed too hard, the other party would get out of the way...

But Sun Wu's choice has never been unexpected by his opponents.

He never thought of breaking through with the ball...

"Let's see...Best, he chooses to head and rub?" Adam Simpson was a little puzzled, but soon he saw Farfan who overtook Alaba from outside the screen, "Ooh, another typical Best-style counterattack!"

The ball flew over the head of Gustavo, who was caught off guard, and landed between Schweinsteiger and Alaba. Farfan, who had been waiting impatiently for a long time, accelerated away from Alaba and directly passed the ball forward. !

"It's too fast!" Tao Wei said excitedly: "It only took two touches to kill... Farfan... passed the inside cut!"

Farfan was really courageous this time. After throwing off Alaba and Schweinsteiger, he made a move to speed up the outside line and overtake again, then suddenly smashed the ball and went inside. Badstuber defended Passed by him abruptly.

Sun Wu jogged forward, still trying to find a possible gap, thinking about the second attack... because he saw that Mandzukic and Raul hadn't entered the 30-meter area yet, Farfan this fellow This time it's a prank.

But Sun Wu stopped immediately. After Farfan unexpectedly cut inside and passed Badstuber, he turned his head and looked at Mandzukic who was sprinting on the penalty area line. Suddenly he poked his toe and the ball rushed over Van Buyten rolled under the crotch.

"Oh my god, Farfan passed the entire Bayern defense!" Adam Simpson shook his head in disbelief, "Look... it's a spoon..."

Watching the ball slowly fly over the goal line, Farfan opened his arms and turned around and rushed to the sidelines. Blue and white debris fell from the sky.

"It was our number 17 who scored the goal!"

"Jefferson..."

Chen Hao and Xu Banmeng followed the surrounding fans and shouted in unison, "Farfan!"

In the live broadcast room in Kyoto, Committee Tao praised the golden pair of Farfan and Sun Wu alone, while Duan Xuan was a little speechless. Such a simple counterattack routine actually penetrated Bayern's defense line. It's not over yet!

Leading in the opening two minutes, Farfan was not the only one who was excited, all his teammates rushed to the sidelines excitedly, and even Neuer ran all the way past Sun Wu... Sun Wu really didn't want to go!

Sure enough, when Sun Wu ran to the sidelines, Farfan, who was hugging Slomka, suddenly let go, and made a crotch thrust at Sun Wu.

"This is..." Duan Xuan didn't understand why.

And Sun Wu immediately turned black, I know you are dissatisfied with my reprimand this morning, I know you are saying that even at night Zuo Ai is still full of energy the next day, but this action is so f*ckingly easy to cause ambiguity!

"Look at the replay, this is a very exciting long-distance attack." Adam Simpson commented: "From Neuer throwing the ball, to Sun Wu's header and then to Farfan's breakthrough shot...Thomas, you Who do you think is the most important?"

"Of course it's Best!" Anderson said without hesitation: "He seems to have eyes on the back of his head, and the kicked ball landed impartially between Schweinsteiger and Alaba. I don't think so. It was an accident."

"Yes, I don't think it was an accident. There was less than three meters between Schweinsteiger and Alaba, but the trajectory of the ball made it impossible for both of them to touch the ball. Fan speeds up the time." Adam Simpson nodded in agreement, "The whole Bundesliga knows that you can't give Best the ball space when Schalke 04 counterattacks, but even Barcelona can't stop Best from touching the ball, and Best is strong. The best part is that he often only needs to touch the ball once to send the most reasonable and threatening pass!"

Seeing Sun Wu running to the sidelines and whispering something to the assistant coach, Anderson added: "I think Best is the most important, and there is another reason."

"Yep?"

"The Dutch chose to attack at the beginning, but Best directed the team to withdraw. Even Mandzukic and Raul retreated deeply, and even Best himself came back to assist in the defense..." Anderson said with a smile: "But Fall Fan did not return to defense, this should be a tactical detail deployed by Best before the game."

"That is to say, at least in the first few minutes of the game, Best restrained Van Gaal tactically." Adam Simpson laughed and said: "Mr. Uli Hoeness, who is watching the game in the private room, must be very disappointed and very disappointed." disappointment!"

Hoeness, who was sitting in the private room, listened to the celebratory sound next door, gritted his teeth and stared at Van Gaal, who seemed to be in pain, covering his head on the sidelines... It seemed that he had to make a choice!

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