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

Chapter 65: As expected! (2 first order requests!)

[Awesome, it’s 1:0, damn, Wang Chao can’t really make money, I don’t accept it]

[What's wrong? It seems that it wasn't the goal scored by Alai? ]

[What's going on? Is the goal going to be disallowed? ]

[It's not a foul. What's going on? Why is Alai holding his head? ]

[Can you please blow it off? I didn’t buy this game! ]

[We can’t let the anchor make money alone, the referee is about to blow the whistle on the goal! ]

In the live broadcast room, Utrecht's players were stunned.

The ball did go in, and the Utrecht players were waiting for their teammates who scored the goal to run out to celebrate, but after waiting for several seconds, no one ran out.

"Did you come in?"

Barazit came and tried to hold Alai, but Alai said his head could not reach the ball.

Oolong?

The big screen above the stadium gives the name of the goal scorer.

99 Pliers
Was the goal scored by Tang Ye?

The goal was scored by Tang Ye!

"Wowww!!"

With a direction, Utrecht players can finally run out.

Tang Ye was waiting for them behind!

What the hell?
Tang Ye stood where he was.

Wasn't it a cross? Why did he score the goal himself?
[At the age of 37, you led your team to face the strong opponent Ajax. You pretended to pass the set-piece to your teammates, but you were actually ready to shoot. In the end, you did score. The spirit of the veteran is burning! ]

[Reward: Counterattack Points*10]

Before Tang Ye could react, Ramserlar, who had made a fake move in front, had already hugged Tang Ye.

"Awesome! Goal!"

"Fuck! It's still Tang Ye's killer move!"

"what's the situation?"

The director told them to return to defense, and Tang Ye's topspin cross was sent into the penalty area. Alai and Balazit both jumped up with their eyes closed at the same time, but neither of them touched the ball, causing it to hit the ground.

Because it is a topspin ball, the ball bounces towards the goal.

Goalkeeper Cillessen's attention was drawn to Haller and Barazite, causing him to have no reaction to the ball that suddenly bounced in.

"Fuck..."

Wang Chao took a deep breath and used reason to suppress his current emotions.

Scored directly from a free kick.

So the question is, did the referee just award a direct free kick or an indirect free kick?
If it was an indirect free kick, Tang Ye’s direct shot would be invalid!
The director gave the replay again, and the referee's action was to raise one arm to the side.

This is a direct free kick!
"The goal stands!"

"The goal stands!"

Wang Chao's hands were shaking. "The goal is valid. Holy shit. Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, clown in the live studio! Come, look, tell me what the score is now!"

"Tell me what the score is now!"

"Are those guys who were shouting in the first half still here? Get out here, damn it!"

"Tell me what the score is now!"

"1:0!"

"Tang Ye!"

"Knockout!!!"

[Anchor, this is how you make money behind our backs, how despicable]

[Actually, when Chaoge bought 1:0 just now, I also wanted to follow suit, but the problem was that Chaoge lost too many times when he bought the Australian league last week, so I didn’t believe him]

[Australia? Is the Australian league worthy of being compared with Utrecht? ]

[To be honest, those who play other leagues are just fools. The only way to make money is to watch the Eredivisie]

[Hiss, a little regretful]

[No, is this how much money can be made from buying footballs? Is there a big brother who can guide me? ]

[The above, see private message]

[Finished, another bankruptcy]

Utrecht players celebrate on the left touchline.

Why celebrate on the left touchline?

Because that's where King Tang is standing!
"Tom!"

Boom!

"Tom!"

Boom!

"Tom!"

Bang bang bang bang bang bang!
The game hadn't ended yet, but Tang Ye's name resounded throughout the Galenwaard Stadium.

It is now the 87th minute of the game. If Ajax scores the winning goal at this time, there will be no way to turn the game around unless they are God's own sons.

The ending is decided!

……

At the end of the game, the score was finally fixed at 1:0.

Tang Ye ended the game with a winning free kick.

In the locker room, Ramsselaar held a mineral water bottle in one hand and tightly grasped Tang Ye's wrist with the other hand, lifting Tang Ye's right hand.

"Tell me, who scored the goal in the end?"

"TOM!"

Twenty-one players shouted in unison.

"Tell me, whose killer move is this?"

"TOM!!!"

“Who did we rely on to win this game?”

"TOMMM!!!!!!!"

"wohooo (Wuhu~)!!!"

Ramseral took a bottle of mineral water and kept pouring water on Tang Ye's head.

This was the second time Tang Ye had water poured on him, but unlike his resistance last time, this time Tang Ye chose to accept it.

Because he knew that in the tradition of the Utrecht locker room, being poured water on was a symbol of honor.

This is an honor for him!

The celebration in the locker room continued. Tang Ye took out his phone from his backpack and said, "FIFA one-on-one, who's coming?!"

"I come!"

Amrabat took out his phone: "But I still need to update"

"Sophie Yang, if you haven't updated, don't come and join in the fun."

Ramseral pushed Amrabat aside, walked towards Tang Ye with his phone in hand, and said viciously as he walked: "I don't believe you can make a decisive kill in the game!"

"Hahaha!"

Tang Ye spread his hands, jumped up and stood on the bench in the locker room: "You have only played this game for a few days, I will fight you with one hand"

"wowowo!!"

"Don is going to beat up the captain!"

"Come on, Tang, you want the captain's position after that buzzer beater, right? Sure you can!"

……

The players in the locker room were still playing around, but in the stadium's press room, Ten Hag shook himself and put his hands in his suit pockets.

After taking care of everything, walk into the camera.

Click, click, click!

Click, click, click, click!

He took his hands out of his pockets with difficulty, pulled out a chair and sat down, then put his hands back into his pockets.

He leaned back in his chair, head held high, hands still in his pockets.

This is Ten Hag's confidence.

This is the confidence of the best head coach of the Eredivisie in October!
"Eric! Eric! What do you want to say about today's game?"

"Eric, your player scored the winning goal, and it was a 16-year-old player!" "Will Tang be the future of Utrecht?"

"The German transfer market will soon update the value of Dutch players. Can you make a prediction for Tang's value?"

"..."

The reporters in the audience were very noisy. Ten Hag took his hands out of his pockets and tapped the table twice, and the reporters immediately quieted down.

"There's plenty of time, let's go one by one"

Ten Hag picked a reporter who looked familiar to him among the reporters in the audience.

"Eric, you were at a disadvantage in today's game, but you still won the game in the end. How did you do it during the game?"

“It’s a very simple question”

Ten Hag smiled: "We will do what we have to do and analyze the team's next move based on the situation at the time. I know Ajax is a strong opponent, so I will not let my guard down."

"Does that make you nervous?"

"Nervous? Maybe, but I was more focused. You know, in this situation, the head coach must stay calm, because only a calm head coach can help the team win."

“Of course, I have reasons not to be nervous.”

Ten Hag spoke to reporters in an orderly manner.

After losing, he might not want to say much to reporters, but now that they are winning, Ten Hag is happy to stay in the press room for a while longer to be interviewed.

Sometimes it's like this, if you don't say a few more words, others may not even realize how great you are.

"To be honest, I had expected to win this game."

Ten Hag's words surprised the reporters in the audience.

"Eric, do you mean to say that you guessed that you would take the victory from Ajax today?"

"Yes, that's right. I said it before the game started, the second place in the standings is stronger than the third place."

"!!!"

The reporters in the audience were a little flustered.

Ten Hag's way of thinking is completely different from that of normal people.

This is the kind of person journalists fear the most!
Because their draft was directly scrapped!

"Can we talk about Tom? A 16-year-old player played such a great game"

Ten Hag nodded: "Of course, my attitude towards Tang is very clear, that is to help him improve himself as much as possible"

"I wouldn't say that a coach has a huge influence on a young player, but that's the way it is."

Ten Hahe took a deep breath and looked serious.

After the speech, no one knows whether the fans believed Ten Hag or not, but what Ten Hag knows is that his December best coach trophy is likely to be his.

……

Football Emperor Report: You can do this? Tang Ye scored a free kick to defeat Ajax!

"Amsterdam Telegraph" - Ajax lost 0:1 to Utrecht away from home. It was the first time in the history of the team that a minor scored a goal and broke the 18-bar rule!
"Football Development" - A free kick in the 86th minute defeated Ajax. Did the talented teenager perform miracles again?
Announcement from the Royal Netherlands Football Association: The Football Association has sent a specialist to Shandong, China to learn about the advanced youth training concepts of Luneng Taishan Football School.

……

After defeating Ajax, one of the three giants of the Eredivisie, Ten Hag should have given the players three days off, but the Dutchman did not do so.

The reason is simple, because the schedule has been quite busy recently.

On the 13th, we played against Ajax, and on the 16th, there will be another Dutch Cup match against Eichels from the Dutch second division.

Ten Hag actually looked down on the Dutch Eredivisie teams, but there was nothing he could do because the 16th was the quarter-finals of the Dutch Cup.

The Dutch Cup is far less important than the league in the eyes of Eredivisie teams, but it is not completely useless.

What Ten Hag meant was that since they had reached the quarter-finals, they should play well and try to win a championship trophy or a runner-up medal or something.

The afternoon after the match with Ajax, Utrecht's first-team players resumed training.

"Damn it, Tang, hurry up, it's already been 3 minutes, you're late again!

Amid Ten Hag's shouting, Tang Ye ran from the dormitory with a sneaker bag and stopped at the place where chairs were placed in the middle of the training ground.

As time was running out, I changed clothes directly on the training ground.

“No, I don’t quite understand you.”

Ten Hahe frowned and looked Tang Ye up and down: "I can understand that you are late for training in the morning, you can't get up from sleep, but why are you late in the afternoon?"

“Chinese people have the habit of taking naps.”

Vandergaard reminded him, and handed Tang Ye a bottle of mineral water, indicating that Tang Ye should wash his hands.

"True or false, so did you take a nap?"

Ten Hahe looked into Tang Ye's eyes, and the latter nodded quickly: "Of course, what a pity, if I had woken up the moment I heard the alarm, I would never be late."

"He's playing games in the dorm!"

Ramselaar, who was warming up, deliberately ran to Ten Hag and said: "When I came out, his FIFA was still online. He had been playing since 9 o'clock in the morning."

After saying this, Ramseral ran away.

"Holy crap, Bart!"

Tang Ye shouted loudly, but all he saw was Ramseral's back.

This is a betrayal!
Betrayal from the Captain!
"I played with him, and he didn't take a nap either."

Tang Ye quickly dragged Ramseral into the water.

Ten Hahe spread his hands: "You seem to be mistaken, the point is not the nap, nor the game, but being late!"

"..."

Tang Ye took a deep breath.

like……

Is that really true?
The idea has been led astray!

"No, I just don't understand. The fact that you're playing games means you're awake. If you're so awake, then why don't you show up for training early?"

amount……

Tang Ye struggled to put on his high-elastic sweatpants: "The main reason is that the game has already started."

"Can't you pause the game when it starts?"

"I……"

Tang Ye wanted to say something, but in the end he didn't say it: "How should I explain it to you... Forget it, my problem"

Tang Ye changed his clothes and sneakers and jumped a few times on the spot.

The sneakers are very comfortable to wear and the clothes provided by the sponsor also fit me well.

But I always feel like something is missing.

"Warm up quickly!"

Ten Hahe kicked Tang Ye on the butt.

correct!

This is what it feels like!

……

After the afternoon training, in the Utrecht first-team cafeteria, Ten Hag walked towards Tang Ye's table with a tray.

Amrabat and Tangye were both shocked.

The first-team cafeteria was not big, and who sat with whom was basically fixed. However, Ten Hag broke his usual habit and sat directly at the largest table.

Haller and Barazit squeezed in and successfully made room for Ten Hag and Ramsselaar.

"Ok, everyone focus!"

At Ten Hag's call, the players moved nearby tables over.

Bang bang bang, 8 tables were put together, and the first-team players were eating at one table.

"I chose to communicate with you during the meal, mainly because I wanted to make the conversation more relaxed."

While eating, Ten Hag signaled to the players to relax and not be restrained.

Don't be shy!

Tang Ye picked up the Angus Super Beef Burger on his plate and took a big bite.

Ketchup and salad dressing mixed together, just perfect!
After chewing four or five times, Tang Ye finally realized something was wrong.

Everyone at the big table was looking at him.

Including Ten Hag!
"What, what's wrong?"

Tang Ye felt a little embarrassed, but out of the principle of cherishing food, he still finished his food.

"It's okay, it's okay. I just think that when you eat, you really look like the sows in the pigsty in the town."

"...your grandmother"

……

(End of this chapter)