Football: I am only 16 years old, and you want me to retire and make a comeback?

Chapter 100: The last match of the season! Dutch Eredivisie champion? (2 more monthly tickets requested!)
[Fuck, Utrecht is playing tricks, just change the head coach, right? ]

[Awesome, haha, I just want to know who came up with this operation]

[Ten Hag: It was not my idea to let Tang play, it was the idea of ​​head coach Van der Gahe]

[Fuck, it would have been better if you had done this earlier]

[Okay, I, King Tang, am really too hot to handle]

The game hasn't started yet, but the football team has already started warming up.

Today is Utrecht's last game of the season, and this game will directly determine the Eredivisie champion of this season.

This is most likely the first Eredivisie championship trophy won by a Chinese player!
In the player tunnel, the starting players of both teams stood vertically. Tang Ye and Ramselaar whispered to each other: "Damn, I just saw a few people in yellow clothes holding shields in their hands. Is the Eredivisie championship trophy a shield?"

Ramselaar nodded, "It's a shield. Are you sure you see it? It's silver. Is that what you see silver?"

“It’s silver!”

Tang Ye suddenly became excited.

The group of staff holding shields were obviously preparing to set up the podium in the backcourt.

but……

Tang Ye thought of a question: "If we lose this game, what will those people who set up the podium do?"

"What else can I do? Go home."

After Ramselaar finished speaking, he immediately added: "But why are you so nervous? There is no way we can lose."

Pointing to the players on the other side, he said: "They are not as good as Eric said. We are the best."

"real or fake?"

Tang Ye leaned back with his upper body, obviously not quite believing what Ramseral said.

"It's definitely true, but you have to be careful, they will definitely press you, remember to pass the ball to me!"

Ramselaar instructed, and then the referee at the front of the team blew the whistle.

Let’s get in!
……

"This is the 2015th round of the 2016-34 Dutch Eredivisie. I am here to introduce you to the two teams participating in the competition!"

The live commentary is ready.

"Home team, Utrecht!"

"wowww!"

"And then the visiting team: AZ Alkmaar!"

“xuuuu——!!!!”

The home team fans were already very enthusiastic, and every time the announcer called out the name of a visiting player, there would be boos from the stands.

"Today's game is very crucial because it will directly determine who will win the Eredivisie championship trophy this season. PSV or Utrecht?"

"Beep!"

When the game started, Wang Chao quickly introduced the starting lineup of the game to the fans in the live broadcast room.

"In Utrecht, the head coach is Ten Ha... it's Van der Gag!"

"As for the players, it's basically the same starting lineup, but Janssen, who returned from injury today, is on the bench. I don't know when Ten... van der Gahe will bring him on."

"But as long as Tang Ye is on the court, I think Utrecht should be very stable in this game."

"Then it's the visiting team Alkmaar!"

AZ Alkmaar (4-3-3)

Goalkeeper: Rochette
Defenders: Harps, Steyn Mutos, Vlaar, Mathias Johansson

Midfielders: B. Rienstra, Henriksen, Van Overeem
Forwards: Dos Santos, Vincent Janssen, Jahanbakhsh
There is a Janssen on both sides' roster. In order not to cause misunderstanding among the fans in the live broadcast room, Wang Chao simply called Alkmaar's Janssen Vincent.

This way there won’t be any problem!
“Bij ans doet een bal precies”

"Wat een bal moet doen"

"We have to go to spelters"

"..."

The Utrecht team song sounded on the field and the camera turned to the home team's bench.

Head coach Van der Gaag sat in a chair and looked like an assistant coach.

Assistant coach Ten Hag stood on the sidelines and looked like a head coach.

The Netherlands' strict underage protection law stripped Ten Hag from the position of head coach, but this only stripped him of his external identity, not his temperament.

That temperament that belongs unique to the Savior of Utrecht!
"Focus, be careful of the pressure, and look to the side!"

Ten Hag was shouting to Tang Ye because Tang Ye, who had the ball, was being pressed by two midfielders from the visiting team.

Pass the ball quickly!
To Ramsselaar's feet!
"I come!"

Ramsselaar was very confident in his dribbling ability and made a great run down the right side.

It looked a bit dangerous, but Ramsselaar didn't lose the ball!

Tang Ye followed closely behind Ramsselal. He did not go to the middle, but chose a more protective position. This was because Tang Ye had a premonition that Ramsselal would definitely be surrounded.

Sure enough, just as Tang Ye guessed, after Ramsselaar had carried the ball for 20 meters, the visiting team's defensive players would not let him continue. Harps and Henriksen, one in front and one on the left, ran towards Ramsselaar at the same time.

Ramselaar is in trouble!

"Give me!"

Tang Ye shouted from behind and Ramsselaar quickly passed the ball.

The position is very open and there is no opponent's defensive player in front of Tang Ye!
Snapped!
Just pass the ball into the penalty area!

[45-degree cross] After reaching level 3, Tang Ye's passes from the wing became bolder.

It's a feeling, a very strange feeling.

Tang Ye knew that he could get the ball into the penalty area!

"King Tang passed the ball directly to the penalty area! The visiting team's penalty area is in chaos now. Can Alai get it lower?"

"Alai made a mistake!"

"It doesn't matter, Utrecht still has the ball, let's look at Joosten!"

"Josten shoots directly!"

Snapped!
Joosten is still too young. In this situation, he shot the ball directly, but the ball was saved by the goalkeeper.

"Damn it, Josten, you're wasting my great pass from King Tang!"

Utrecht was the first team to complete a shot on target, but the players did not seize the opportunity.

After this wave of attack, coaches from both sides realized that something was wrong.

Ten Hag found that Utrecht's forward line was not in good shape today.

The visiting team found that Tang Ye's performance was a bit incredible.

They must keep a close eye on Tang Ye!
"Utrecht!"

Boom!

Alkmaar launched a counterattack against Utrecht, with striker Dos Santos running quickly with the ball on the wing.

Ramsselaar is in great pain now and has no choice but to ask Tang Ye to help him defend.

Okok, leave it to me!
Dos Santos is about the same height as Tang Ye. Facing such a player, Tang Ye is not afraid at all. He simply predicts the position where Santos might run to and then jogs over.

Santos is a pretty fierce guy. He made a one-two pass with his teammates and used the Marseille turn to pass Kleber directly.

I rely on?

The opponent is a bit strong, so Tang Ye must concentrate.

I'll just fly the tackle!
boom!
Tang Ye knocked Santos to the ground with the ball.

He didn't know whether he committed a foul on this shot.

But since the referee didn't blow the whistle, there was no foul!

"Let's go!"

Van der Marel caught the ball that Tang Ye cleared out and shouted a few times, and Utrecht's forward line started to move.

This is a good long ball opportunity.

direct……

Ok?
Van der Marel stopped because he remembered that there was a long pass expert in the team standing next to him.

The long pass turned into a short pass and was passed to Tang Ye's feet.

"Hmm? Thank you!" Tang Ye didn't expect that his teammates would pass the ball to him. This made Tang Ye feel a little comfortable, and he even felt like he was playing for the second team.

He doesn't touch the ball very often, so it would be great if he had help from his teammates.

Now you have to show off!
Tang Ye seized the opportunity to counterattack and passed the ball straight to the front court.

[De Bruyne passes the ball in an arc! ]

The ball hit Alkmaar's backcourt and was accurately passed behind Vlaar.

Just as Flare was about to intercept, a familiar scene appeared. The ball turned and rolled from in front of Flare to in front of Barazit.

"Barazit, pass to Alai!"

"Alai!"

"Empty Gate!"

"Empty Gate!"

"Just hit him!"

"The ball is in!"

"Sebastian Allais!"

"Utrecht is leading!"

"Tang Ye stood up and made a long pass after a defensive tackle!"

Dongqiudi real-time battle report: 17', Tang Ye made a magical through pass, Haller scored, and Utrecht opened the scoring!

"nice shot!"

Assistant coach Ten Hag raised one hand, looking as happy as a head coach.

Leading by one goal, Utrecht can win the game directly as long as they maintain this score.

If we analyze it this way, Utrecht now has one foot in the championship.

1/2 champion!

Utrecht has now got half of the championship shield!
"Good shot, TOM!"

After roaring, Alai ran towards Tang Ye. In the camera, Tang Ye secretly changed a piece of chewing gum and then ran towards Alai again.

"Steady, steady!"

In the crowd, Ramseral kept rubbing Tang Ye's hair.

They are really going to win the Eredivisie championship!
Taking advantage of the few minutes when Utrecht was celebrating their goal, two coaches from the Alkmaar coaching staff called the players to the sidelines and talked about tactics.

"Keep an eye on number 99, can you do it? Keep an eye on number 99"

“He’s always running around”

"Then just follow them. Can't you just keep following them?"

"Follow him all the time. You must know when he changes his gum. Do you understand?"

"Understood!"

Everyone from the midfielder to the forward of Alkmaar was scolded by the coach.

Remember what the coach emphasized and return to the field.

"Steady, a little steadier!"

Ten Hag also arranged a new tactic, suggesting that De Jong and Ramsellar should not be so aggressive with the ball.

Time passed quickly, and in the 25th minute the live broadcast room displayed the ball possession data of both teams.

Utrecht only had 43% possession of the ball, which made the fans in the live broadcast room breathe a sigh of relief.

[It’s okay, it’s okay. From this perspective, it’s indeed stable.]

[Isn't Utrecht's ball possession rate high? Why is it stable? 】

[The person above is new here, right? Utrecht is at its strongest when the ball possession rate is 40%-50%, and they have basically never lost.]

[No, is there still such a way to analyze data? ]

[Don’t question me, Tang Qiuwang, and don’t question me, Teng Sheng! ]

"Utrecht's overall state is still relatively stable. I feel that if they continue like this, they should be able to keep the score stable before the end of the first half."

"Look at Alkmaar. Although Alkmaar also has wing attacks, their wing attacks are actually not strong. It is completely enough for Utrecht..."

"Damn, Wudi, what kind of mistake is this? Alai fell down directly without any confrontation!"

"The visiting team must seize this opportunity, Johansson passes the ball directly on the ground!"

"Tang Ye, stop it, can you stop it?"

Johansson's long pass just passed by Tang Ye, and Tang Ye was also running quickly towards the location of the ball.

However, Tang Ye's speed was still a little slow. Even though he fell to the ground and made a flying tackle, his sneakers did not touch the ball.

Johansson's long pass penetrated Utrecht's defense!

Jahanbakhsh!

Just give it a slap!
The score is tied!

"Depend on!"

Goalkeeper Ruit yelled, and Tang Ye sat on the grass with an indescribable helplessness on his face.

He was only half a meter away from blocking the ball.

Damn it!
The visiting team players were running on the field. Tang Ye stood up from the ground and brushed the grass off his butt.

"It's okay, it's okay!"

The defender and goalkeeper almost got into a quarrel, and captain Ramsselaar quickly ran back to comfort his teammates.

This game itself is not easy to play, and it will be even worse if there is a conflict among the players in the backcourt!

After equalizing the score, the visiting team intensified their offensive, and the pressing of Henriksen and Vincent made Tang Ye very uncomfortable.

By the 35th minute of the game, Utrecht's possession rate dropped to 39%.

The fans in Wang Chao's live broadcast room are all very sensitive to data. When they saw Utrecht's possession rate, they immediately became nervous.

Things are starting to go a little wrong!

"No, no, no! Damn it! What's going on with number 8 on the opposite side!"

"The coordination was very fast, Jahanbakhsh's bottom line!"

"Jahanbakhsh, cross!"

"Vincent!"

"Fake move, Vincent passes the ball to Santos who comes in from the left"

"No, no, no! Damn! The ball goes in!"

"Santos's shot scores!"

Alkmaar launched a textbook counterattack. They clearly dribbled the ball from the right, but finally shot from the left.

This is to transfer the ball from the strong side of Utrecht's defense to the weak side, and the cooperation can be said to be wonderful.

"Depend on!"

Santos' shot made Utrecht's coach Ten Hag anxious.

Given the current situation in the Eredivisie standings, Utrecht must draw with their opponents to win the championship.

At least it has to be average.

It's not okay to lose.

They don't have as much goal difference as PSV!

Tang Ye moved his position a little further forward as requested by Ten Hag.

According to Ten Hag, Tang Ye no longer needs to defend, which is really good news for Tang Ye.

After being free from defensive pressure, Tang Ye played much more comfortably and asked for the ball more frequently.

Unfortunately, there was not much time left in the first half, and Tang Ye was targeted by Henriksen. He did not find a suitable offensive opportunity until the end of the first half.

Dongqiudi real-time battle report: At the end of the first half, the score is temporarily fixed at 1:2, with Utrecht trailing by 1 goal.

After the game, the director's camera turned to Utrecht's supporting coach Ten Hag on the sidelines.

The expression is not very good!
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(End of this chapter)