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

Chapter 64: A decisive blow! No?
"Great!"

Ten Hag expressed his sincere admiration. There were very few players standing in Utrecht's penalty area just now. Ten Hag's heart stopped when Jansen raised his leg to shoot.

Fortunately, Tang Ye ran out in time to intercept him.

Although the lazy pig is lazy, he is still a pig. When a wild boar charges at people, it is absolutely ferocious!
“What the hell!”

After rolling half a circle, Tang Ye quickly got up and immediately checked on Klason who was lying next to him.

Klassen held his ankle with a ferocious expression, and cursed at Tang Ye: "Fuck you stupid..."

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, are you okay?"

Tang Ye felt a little embarrassed and quickly ran over to help Krasen up from the ground.

Klassen grabbed Tang Ye's outstretched right hand, and after exerting force, he stood up: "Ahem, it's okay, it doesn't hurt that much."

"Brother, I'm really sorry"

Tang Ye put his hand on Klassen's shoulder.

He was startled when Klasen raised his leg, and his attention was all on the ball. Unexpectedly, he tackled Klasen along with the ball.

It was indeed Tang Ye’s mistake.

It is very painful to get tackled on the ankle. Tang Ye knows how painful it is, which is why he apologized to Klasen.

Because Tang Ye touched the ball first and his studs were not exposed, the referee did not call a foul on Tang Ye. This was a reasonable defense.

call……

Tang Ye breathed a sigh of relief.

I almost thought I was going to get a yellow card!
The first half of the game was still going on, and at this time, the home team fans in the stands had already started shouting "Tom".

A long pass and a tackle, he performed well on both the offensive and defensive ends.

What is the perfect midfielder?

This is the perfect midfield!

"Hiss, I feel like if Tang Ye doesn't pass the ball, Utrecht will have basically no chance. Look at Ramselaar and Jansen, these two Utrecht midfielders are a bit weird."

"One can only shoot and the other can only dribble"

"But it doesn't matter, just wait for Tang Ye to perform."

"Do you know how Utrecht is going to play now?"

Wang Chao asked the fans in the live broadcast room: "I tell you, Utrecht's primary task now is to defend and ensure that the opponent does not score a goal, and then wait for Tang Ye to have a flash of inspiration and win the game 1:0 directly!"

[The anchor started fantasizing? You just fantasized about a goal, right? ]

[Yes, Utrecht is already leading the opponent 1:0, but this is in Wang Chao’s dream]

[It is true that Tang Ye needs to look for opportunities, but the problem now is that Ajax has too much possession of the ball. It is actually very difficult for Utrecht to defend and prevent the opponent from scoring.]

[As we all know, buy the ball in reverse, the villa is close to the sea, I directly watch Ajax 1:0 Utrecht]

[The person above, you betrayed Tang Ye, be careful of Tang Ye's revenge! ]

[I won’t bet on the score. I can make a small profit if Utrecht draws or wins.]

[Believe in Mengge, devout believers will be rewarded]

[Return, wait for Ajax hat trick]

"1:0 is impossible? Haha!"

The barrage of comments from Dou Warrior in the live broadcast room successfully made Wang Chao laugh. Wang Chao was also a ruthless person. Without saying a word, he pressed alt+tab to switch the screen and paid with a bank card to buy a 3000:1 bet for 0 yuan in front of his fans.

The odds are 12.7 times.

[6. The anchor is a real man, but real men generally can’t make a lot of money]

The situation was a bit tense. In the first half, Ajax was basically on the attack and the visiting team's possession rate was directly reduced to 73%.

The ball was almost controlled in Utrecht's half for more than 10 minutes!
But today Utrecht's goal was like a condom. Ajax shot 9 times but couldn't score a single goal.

The first half of the game ended with both sides drawing!

"Grandma's!"

Tang Ye placed his hands on his waist and breathed in and out continuously.

Although he drank [Vardy's Red Bull] before the game, the intensity of the game was indeed high and he was a little tired after playing for 45 minutes.

“It’s a great spread!”

Ale came over and high-fived Tang Ye to encourage the young U17 player in the team.

Alai was not in a very good condition in the first half, and I hope he can adjust himself in the second half.

Ale must adjust his condition at the beginning of the second half, because he knows that Tang Ye is likely to exert his strength in the second half.

He must seize Tang Ye's pass!
……

In the visiting team's locker room, head coach Frank de Boer had not yet returned, and the Ajax players in the locker room had already started arguing.

Younis stood in front of Klassen and shouted, "David, that No. 99 tackled you, you should scold him, why didn't you scold him!"

Younis played a bit uncomfortably, and Klaassen was tackled but could do nothing. This destroyed Ajax's momentum.

"Forget it, that's not necessary."

Klassen waved his hand nonchalantly: "It doesn't hurt me anyway, it doesn't matter."

"It doesn't matter? No!"

Not only Younis, but other Ajax players in the locker room were also dissatisfied: "David, if you get tackled, you have to curse back. You can even push him, otherwise the No. 99 will tackle you again in the second half!"

"Stop talking, stop talking!"

Klason was a little annoyed by his teammates: "I know this truth, you don't need to emphasize it, I can't help it"

Klassen pointed at the door of the locker room and said, "You know what? That guy came over to apologize to me. How the hell did I scold him?"

"What? He apologized to you?"

Younis raised an eyebrow: "Why did he apologize to you?"

"How the hell should I know!"

Klassen sat back on his stool.

He was actually very angry when he was tackled, but Tang Ye's words suppressed the anger that was about to come out of his mouth.

"No, is it true that anyone would apologize after making a tackle?"

Younis was shocked: "I've been tackled hundreds of times, why hasn't anyone apologized to me?"

"David, I guarantee you that you have fallen into the trap set by No. 99! You have fallen into the trap!"

"No, definitely not!"

Klassen retorted: "He was a nice guy, he helped me up, um...he spoke nicely, Asians are all very polite."

"..."

Younis was speechless. He could feel that Klasen must have been deceived by No. 99!
The players in the locker room rinsed their mouths with water, and coach De Boer pushed the door open.

"Ok, everyone sit down first, I'll tell you about the first half of the game"

About 10 seconds passed after De Boer finished speaking before all the players in the locker room sat down.

In fact, De Boer was somewhat helpless. Last season, Ajax's four-game winning streak came to an end, and De Boer's status in the locker room plummeted.

But what happened in the locker room is a matter for the future. What De Boer needs to do now is to tell the players how to play in the second half.

What can you do to win the game?
"As I said yesterday, our opponents will use wing attacks to target us, but I didn't expect them to actually play with three forwards."

"Pay attention to Alai and Barazite. The one between them, Josten, is a player transferred from the second team. His main role is to attract firepower. So you don't have to be so nervous when that guy enters the penalty area."

Wow——!
De Boer pulled the mobile tactical board over and quickly placed the magnetic buttons representing the players of both teams on it.

Then, under the gaze of the players in the locker room, De Boer took out the red button in the middle.

"That No. 99, remember? I said before the game that guy was a little weird, but I didn't expect him to be that weird."

"Be careful and remember to pay special attention to his position, especially when defending."

Defender Feltman raised his hand: "So how does No. 99 play football?"

"good question!"

DeBoer pointed at Feltman and then gave his answer.

"I don't know either"

……

“Bij ans dest een bal precies (In the final analysis)”

“We are supposed to play football” “We have good players”

"..."

The second half of the game was about to begin. When the players from both sides were standing in the player tunnel, the fans in the stands sang Utrecht's team song.

Tang Ye stood there motionless, seemingly thinking about something.

"How about it?"

Ramseral looked at Tang Ye.

"How about what?"

"I Say Team Song"

“Oh, it’s not very nice, but… it’s very shocking.”

Tang Ye gave his reply.

During the game, his attention was on his opponents and teammates, and he really didn't notice that Utrecht's team song was so shocking.

By the way, this is the loudest team song Tang Ye has heard since he transferred to Utrecht.

The players from both teams slowly entered the field. At this time, Ramselaar asked Tang Ye a very strange question: "Do you know what the team song means?"

"What does it mean?"

"It means victory!"

Ramselaar clenched his fists: "The fans want us to win!"

Tang Ye did not clearly understand the meaning behind Ramseral's words. He nodded and took out a piece of chewing gum from his trouser pocket.

Regardless of what the fans think, Tang Ye wants to win this game!
“Beep!!!!”

The game continued, and as the kick-off team, Ajax immediately launched an attack on Utrecht.

Ajax's final possession rate in the first half was 73%. At the start of the second half, Ajax continued to control the ball.

62th minute!

"go!"

Riedewald shouted and passed the ball to Milik in front of him. Milik turned around and passed the ball to Younis.

Younis was dribbling the ball on the wing at a very fast speed. Ramsellar was under a lot of pressure, so he called Tang Ye over before running up, in order to make an insurance defense.

The worrying thing happened. Younis successfully passed Ramsselaar by playing a two-on-one combination with Serero.

Younis faces Tang Ye!
"I rely on!"

Looking at Eunice who was running towards him, Tang Ye felt a little scared.

Because Eunice's beard is so scary!

"Rush!"

Tang Ye accelerated and ran over, making a tackle.

!!!

Younis was startled and quickly hooked the ball with his toes and jumped up.

I wipe?

Tang Ye's eyes lit up. He knew that if Younis went over there, his own goal might be in danger. He had no choice but to lift up his right leg.

"what!"

Younis was tripped by Tang Ye, lost control of his center of gravity and fell to the ground. The referee blew the whistle immediately.

"what!!"

Younis rolled back and forth on the ground, and saw Tang Ye walking towards him: "F*ck me! Stupid..."

"Sorry bro, are you okay?"

Tang Ye stretched out his right hand towards Yunis: "I really can't defend it, so I can only foul. Are you okay?"

Younis blushed, grabbed Tang Ye's hand and stood up: "It's okay, I was just joking, it's a small problem"

“That’s good, that’s good”

Tang Ye nodded and ran to the backcourt.

He received a yellow card for this foul, but Tang Ye had no choice but to accept it.

In the counterattack, Utrecht's defensive players in the backcourt were not yet in place, so Tang Ye had to commit this foul.

"Fuck, lazy pig, sure!"

Ten Hag with an uppercut with his right hand.

Feed...Oh no, the food from the first-team cafeteria was not given to Tang Ye in vain!

Two tackles on defense in one game.

Lazy pig?

Brother Pig!

"Oh shit, that was a close call. Tang Ye's performance today was really good. To be honest, if it weren't for Tang Ye's two key steals, Utrecht would have probably been scored against by now."

"There are still 25 minutes left, come on, Utrecht still has a great chance"

"Draw? That's so funny. Are you going to watch the game? Both sides played so hard, it's impossible for it to be a draw."

"..."

"What a shame, damn, it's already 81 minutes and Utrecht still hasn't scored a goal?"

"Please, please, can you score a goal? Damn, this game can't be a draw."

Wang Chao had already started to regret it. In the first half, he bought a 3000:1 bet for 0 yuan just to show off.

Tremendous stress!

"Tang Ye, why don't you try your best? The next time we play against Ajax will be next year!"

"Tang Ye!"

Tang Ye, who was playing football on the field, had no idea how big a mission he was shouldering.

But Tang Ye really had no choice. The pressure from Ajax in the frontcourt was too great. Ten Hag replaced Jansen with Amrabat, hoping to ease the defensive pressure, but it didn't work at all.

In the 84th minute of the game, Utrecht finally got a chance to attack, but Ajax used the same method to retaliate. Bazor committed a tactical foul that directly put the brakes on Utrecht's attack.

Set piece!
Leave it to Ramseral and Tangye.

The number one set-piece player Ramsselaar held the ball and observed the situation in the penalty area.

The more I observe, the more familiar it feels.

hiss--

Isn't this the position where Tang Ye gave the precise cross when we played against Nijmegen in the last game?
"Don"

Ramselaar called Tang Ye to the set-piece spot to observe, and then asked a question that Tang Ye should think deeply about: "Do you want this ball?"

Ramsselaar thought Tang Ye would refuse because playing this game requires a lot of psychological pressure.

Unexpectedly, Tang Ye took the ball directly.

Ok!

Ramseral slapped his head.

I almost forgot that Tang Ye is immune to pressure!
"Set piece, Tang Ye!"

"Give it to me, Alai!"

"Header in the penalty area!"

"Alai! The ball goes in!"

"History repeats itself, perfect match!"

"History repeats itself! 1:0!"

Wang Chao roared hysterically, and then the director returned to defense, and Wang Chao found something wrong again.

"Wait!"

"It's not Alai's header!"

"What's going on? Isn't this a sure kill?"

……

(End of this chapter)