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

Chapter 33: Top-notch positioning, scoring goals in consecutive games! (4k)

September 9th afternoon, Amsterdam time.

A bus carrying 18 players and more than 10 club staff drove towards the Galgenwaard Stadium.

Today is the 7th round of the Eredivisie, Utrecht will face Cambuur at home!

"All the tickets for the home game are sold out. Today the stadium is full."

In the aisle in the middle of the bus, Ten Hag put his hands on the seats on both sides: "If the field is full, some of our players may be under a lot of pressure, so if any of you are particularly nervous, you can tell me, Michelle and I will help you."

Captain Ramsellar crossed his arms over his chest: "Come on, Eric, we have all experienced full stadiums, and some of us have played at Old Trafford. This little pressure will not affect us."

“I know it won’t affect you, but someone else will be affected.”

“Not everyone on our team has experienced a full court.”

As he spoke, Ten Hah looked at Amrabat.

As expected, after hearing that there were a lot of fans today, Amrabat looked a little uncomfortable.

Ten Hag sighed, it seemed that the decision not to let Amrabat start today was the right one.

Then, he looked at Tang Ye who was sitting next to Amrabat.

At this time, Tang Ye was leaning back in his seat with his eyes closed.

"Hey, Tang!"

Ten Hahe shouted.

Tang Ye did not respond.

"Sir, he is asleep."

Amrabat whispered.

"..."

"You should all have Tang Ye's mentality. Well, I mean mentality, not attitude. Do you understand what I mean?"

……

"Ok, welcome back, brothers!"

"Today is the long-awaited Utrecht match. Although it has only been 4 days since the last match, many brothers have washed their feet too frequently in these 4 days. The happy beans may have been used up. These 4 days are very torturous for the brothers!"

"But it doesn't matter, Tang Ye is still on the roster for today's game!"

"It all depends on whether King Tang wants to ask the brothers to wash their feet today!"

"Now let me introduce the starting lineups of both teams!"

Cambuur (4-3-3)

Goalkeeper: Zeinstra
Defenders: Andruskovicius, Peresman, Dammers, Pereira
……

"Ole Ole Ole..."

The Galgenwaard Stadium is very lively. Utrecht's opponent today is Cambuur, which is the weakest team Utrecht has encountered in the Eredivisie so far.

Because the opponent was weaker, Ten Hag also tried some tricks in this game.

532?

No, today Ten Hag directly used 433, which can be divided into 41212 in more detail.

Two attacking midfielders and two forwards, it is obvious that they are going to attack your flanks.

Just as arranged before the game, Utrecht played very aggressively in this match. Less than 20 minutes into the first half, Barazit headed the ball directly into the goal of Cambuur.

The game reached the 30th minute and Utrecht was already leading by 2 goals.

It looked as though the tide was turning in Utrecht's favour, but things soon started to go wrong.

This was the first time Utrecht played with four defenders this season. The players in the midfield and backcourt were a little confused. The murderer Van der Marel committed two crimes in just five minutes, directly giving Cambuur a goal.

"Oh!"

Ten Hag hugged the back of his head, took a deep breath and sat down on the bench.

"We have adjusted now, let's switch to a five-back defense"

Van der Gaag said in Ten Hag's ear.

Utrecht is now leading by one goal, so switching directly to defense would be the safest option.

But Ten Hag doesn't want to play that way.

"We will lose more if we suddenly switch to five defenders!"

The Dutch know the guys in their team very well.

He did not instill the idea of ​​temporary changes in the players during training. If the formation was suddenly changed during the game, the players would not be able to cope with it.

Ten Hag disagreed with the suggestion of returning to the five-back formation, and Van der Gahe had no choice but to shut up.

At this time, Ten Hag felt someone patting his shoulder.

Turning around, I saw it was Tang Ye.

"Lazy pig, what's wrong? Do you want to go to the bathroom?"

Tang Ye pointed to his teammates who were attacking on the court and said, "Mr. Eric, let me go up and try."

Tang Ye could see clearly from below that Cambuur mainly attacked from the flanks, which meant that Tang Ye, who played as a central midfielder, did not have that many defensive tasks.

The pressure is relatively less when he is on the court!
Of course, the most important thing is the counterattack point.

The opponent in this match was not strong, and Tang Ye felt that he had a chance to get a comeback point.

"Go on stage, you?"

Ten Hahe looked Tang Ye up and down and said, "But your eyes were still closed an hour ago. Is that okay?"

“It will definitely work”

Tang Ye patted his chest and assured him. Ten Hahe frowned and thought for a while, and finally decided to put Tang Ye on it.

"Here it comes, it's the 44th minute of the game, the Utrecht coaching staff asked the referee for a substitution"

"Let's see how Ten Hag made this substitution...

"Tangye for Ayub!"

"Perfect substitution, perfect substitution! The great Dutch coach replaced the strongest attacker in their team!"

3 minute later.

"The first half of the game is over. Unfortunately, although Tang Ye has come on the court, he has not touched the ball yet."

"Damn it, these Utrecht defenders can't play football. Can't they do something as simple as passing the ball to Tang Ye?"

The first half of the game ended and Tang Ye had touched the ball 0 times.

The four-man defense that Ten Hag arranged today was too unfriendly to Tang Ye. The defenders passed the ball to the wing as soon as they got the ball.

Tang Ye himself is not the kind of player with a strong running coverage area, so he can only walk back and forth on the court.

The result was that when the extra time was over, Tang Ye still didn't know how much air was inflated in the ball used in today's game.

At halftime, Ten Hag was giving a speech in the middle of the locker room, while Tang Ye, who was sitting in the corner, had his arms on his thighs.

After thinking about it, he felt that something was wrong, so Tang Ye rubbed Vandermarel's arm and said, "Hey, man, you can pass the ball to me in the second half."

"But how can I give you the ball if you don't come back for it?"

"Then I can come back."

"Can, can it be done?"

Tang Ye patted Vandermarel on the shoulder: "Don't worry, I'm very stable"

The second half of the game begins!
Utrecht, which had already made personnel adjustments in the first half, made another substitution, with Amrabat replacing Jansen.

At this point, both players promoted from the second team were on the field.

The bond between Tang Ye and Amrabat has been formed!
"Run forward, I'm watching!"

Amrabat controlled the ball and signaled Tang Ye to run forward. Tang Ye started to move forward according to Amrabat's request.

However, Amrabat made a mistake immediately, and Ogbeche, who rushed over, blocked his position with his shoulder and snatched the ball directly from Amrabat.

"Go back!"

Ramsselaar shouted, accelerated back, ran in front of Balto at the moment Ogbeche passed the ball, and kicked the ball to the defender.

Now the one with the ball is Van der Maarel!
In today's game, Cambuur's offensive line was not too advanced and the pressing intensity was average, which is the so-called low-post defense.

But now the ball is right in front of him, and Ogbeche has to rush forward no matter what.

"Give me!"

Tang Ye boldly asked for the ball, and Ten Hag, who was on the sidelines, couldn't help but applaud when he saw Tang Ye so bravely. Bang!
Van der Marel remembered what Tang Ye said to him during the halftime and passed the ball to Tang Ye.

Tang Ye took the ball and prepared to turn around. At this time, Amrabat shouted "butt". Tang Ye turned around and saw that Ofgur was still a long distance away from him.

When he turned his head back, the ball under his feet had been snatched away by Ogbeche.

"Fuck!"

Tang Ye thought something was wrong and ran back quickly.

Vandermaarel is now facing a formidable enemy!

Tang Ye was somewhat unable to catch up with Ogbeche, but Tang Ye's thinking was very clear.

Ogbeche is the attacker. As long as he has no intention of shooting directly, he will definitely slow down when he reaches the edge of the penalty area.

Sure enough, Ogbeche slowed down and prepared to pass the ball to the wing. Tang Ye seized this opportunity, fell to the ground and cleared the ball. Ramsselaar ran back and quickly cleared the ball.

Tang Ye stood up from the ground and gave Van der Marel a thumbs up: "I told you that you passed the ball to me very steadily."

VANDERMAEL: ...

"What are you guys fighting for? You're cooperating, what kind of cooperation is this!"

Originally, Ten Hag was in a relatively good state of mind, but after seeing the incredible cooperation between Amrabat and Tang Ye, Ten Hag's heart suddenly stopped beating.

They were all promoted from the second team, so why can they perform like this?

"It's okay, I'm trying my best"

Tang Ye raised his hand towards Ten Hag outside the court: "I found the feeling, watch me cooperate"

In the 68th minute of the game, Cambuur finally got a chance to attack. Barto broke through on the wing but was finally blocked by Ramsselaar.

The two started a duel directly.

Originally, Tang Ye would not go to the wing, but he touched the ball too few times in this game, so he took the initiative to move to the right.

Pretending to retreat, he actually walked in an arc and quietly came behind Balto.

"There's someone behind you!"

Cambuur's players reminded him, but it was too late. Tang Ye stretched his foot out from between Balto's legs and kicked the ball directly to Ramsselaar.

"Ha ha!"

Tang Ye, who succeeded, was very arrogant and turned around and ran away.

Ramselaar spotted his opportunity.

Huang faked a move and shook off Balto.

A straight pass to the front.

That is Tang Ye’s position.

"Tang Ye starts running, King Tang starts running and controls the ball!"

"Right side, Tang Ye continues to run towards the baseline!"

Tang Ye is now very close to the right sideline, almost moving forward along the edge.

This position is very good because he can see all his teammates in the frontcourt.

The problem is that Tang Ye has already started to gasp for breath.

“Fuck, I’m so tired.”

"Damn it, run, don't hold your teammates back!"

Ten Hahe shouted at Tang Ye, and the next second Tang Ye started his operation.

Instead of going down to the bottom, he kicked in an arc from right to left.

[De Bruyne arc pass, level 3: simulation]

Proficiency: 2/200
No wonder it feels so comfortable to kick.

It turns out it is open!
"woww!"

The fans near the visiting team's stands stood up immediately.

From a bird's eye view, the ball looks like an upside-down "C".

The ball passed over Cambuur's full-back and center-back and finally came to the middle, where Barazit was advancing.

The ball was in the sky, in a pretty good position.

The only downside is that it's a bit far.

Barachit saw the right moment, rushed forward and butted with his head.

Header!

But it directly pushes out the crossbar.

"Idiot! Nasser!"

Ten Hag angrily yelled at Barazit on the field: "I told you not to hold your teammates back"

"Tang stopped on purpose just now. Can't you react? If you had run away earlier, you wouldn't have missed that distance. Idiot, use your brain to think!"

"Damn it!"

Ten Hag turned around and waved his hands, complaining to Van der Gahe who was sitting on the chair: "Nasser's offensive awareness is too poor to even notice such an obvious tactical pause!"

[No, it's a waste of my great pass from King Tang. What's wrong with this No. 10? Does he still want to be a starter in the future?]

[Almost 3:1]

[Mongo wanted to help the team to 3:1, but these teammates were really bad.]

[A bunch of 16-year-old brats, I, Mengge, can't lead them! 】

【Reverse Tiangang! 】

[Watching Tang Ye play football is really both anxious and comfortable. His overall view of the situation, when he stopped on the wing, I thought he couldn't run anymore, but it turned out that he was going to pass the ball, what awareness! ]

[You don't understand, Tang Ye used an emergency stop to avoid the defense of the full-back, and the passing knowledge was incidental! ]

[Damn it, I thought Mengge stopped because he couldn't run anymore, I am guilty! ]

As time passed, the bean warriors in the live broadcast room felt the pressure.

It's already 2:1.

But the profit from 2:1 is definitely not as much as that from 3:1.

Even though there is only one goal, it directly determines how many extra minutes you can play tonight!

298 is certainly comfortable, but 598 is more worthy of your appreciation!

This competition concerns the GDP growth of several cities in the country, and everyone must take it seriously!
……

The game reached the 75th minute, and the data group in the background gave the ball possession data of both teams.

Everyone was surprised to find that although Utrecht was the leading side, its possession rate was only 47%.

Why is that?
The camera turns to Tang Ye.

The data group displayed his data through the live broadcast room screen.

He played 34 minutes and had a possession time of 9.2 seconds.

After all this time, it turns out there is a bad guy in the team!
But it doesn’t matter. Fans in the live broadcast room all know that their Mongke is best at atonement.

"Utrecht, corner kick!"

"Alai and Barazit, these two players are crucial! But they were both blocked"

"Huh? Damn it, Tang Ye, Tang Ye, jump up and head the ball!"

"Tang Ye's header missed. I forgot that Tang Ye has no ability to head the ball."

"It doesn't matter, there's still a chance, let's take another shot!"

"..."

"The ball goes in! The ball goes in! The ball goes in!"

The fans in the live broadcast room and the fans at the scene now have a question in their minds.

Master, aren’t you a attacking midfielder? Why are you here?
The director gave a replay. After Ramselaar raised his hand on the wing, Tang Ye went around from behind Van der Marel and sneaked into the penalty area.

Cambuur's defensive players all had their targets to mark, and no one noticed Tang Ye who sneaked in!
Coming off the bench in the Dutch Eredivisie, he scored in consecutive games!
"Top run...move!"

"Top-notch positioning! King Tang is still exerting his strength!"

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(End of this chapter)