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

Chapter 889 Who are you?

It's 9:30 p.m. local time, and a large crowd of fans without tickets has gathered outside Bay Stadium.

Even without a ticket, you can still feel like you're there by watching the big screen outside the stadium and listening to the screams from inside.

The area outside the venue is also a favorite spot for many tabloid reporters.

[Qatar World Cup Column]

"Wow!"

Dutch fans raised their hands and came over. Seeing that the reporter was from the Middle East, they chose to speak in English.

"This is the Netherlands!"

"We will be the first team to advance to the semi-finals! This is the Netherlands!"

The Netherlands' overall performance in this World Cup was indeed quite good, and head coach Van Gaal has thus gained the approval of the fans. You can even hear fans chanting the names of Gakopo and Van Gaal outside the stadium.

"What do you think of China's performance? They are the biggest dark horse in this World Cup."

"What's a dark horse? Haha!"

The interviewed fan shrugged: "I know China, big country, powerful army, but football... haha! (A huge country, a powerful army, but football)"

"To be honest, I've hardly heard of Chinese football. TY is the only Chinese player I know."

The fan made a "little bit" gesture with his right hand.

"Big country, small football!"

He didn't actually need to emphasize what he had just said, but he insisted on repeating it: "You know, our opponent in the last round was the United States. They are the same as China, but they played worse than China."

At this point, his background has been thoroughly investigated: he's either an Ajax fan or a PSV Eindhoven fan, and among all Dutch people, fans of these two teams are the least fond of Tang Ye.

Taking a step forward and getting closer to the camera, the Dutchman at the front pointed directly at the lens and exclaimed, "CHN? Who are you?!"

"Ha ha!"

……

Reprinted from TheScored: In the first half of the match against the Netherlands, the Chinese national football team had a possession rate of 42%, of which less than half was effective possession.

Hot Topic: So far, the Netherlands team has not conceded a single goal in the knockout stage.

[That idiot referee! Why didn't he call the call sooner? Was he deliberately targeting us? Is it true that China can't beat the Netherlands?]

Hurry up and get Li Tie back to lead the team. Give the referee some money, is my brother Tie in jail yet?

Don't panic, guys. 0-1 at halftime is still okay. The Netherlands is much stronger than Spain.

[Strong my ass! They're all just relying on their physicality. If they like physicality so much, why don't they go play rugby? How many times did Tang Ye get bumped in the first half?]

[Stupid Netherlands, I'm unfollowing them]

Many Chinese football fans are furious because the goal was disallowed.

However, it must be said that the way the Netherlands played today was indeed a bit difficult to watch.

All the teams participating in the World Cup have targeted Tang Ye as a key objective, which is a normal tactical arrangement and there is nothing wrong with it.

But the Netherlands went to the other extreme, using two different match balls in today's game, one from Adidas and the other from GGBond.

"hiss……"

With his shirt off, Tang Ye pressed a muscle in his right arm with his left hand: "Damn it..."

"Come on, let me take a look."

The team doctor came over and quickly made a diagnosis.

This is a classic impact injury; if left untreated, bruising should appear within a few hours.

"Actually, you could lie on the ground and wait for the referee to blow the whistle."

The team doctor advised, "You can't play football while you're in pain."

"I... never mind!"

Tang Ye gritted his teeth, deciding not to explain anything to the team doctor, as this wasn't the most pressing issue at the moment.

"Hey, I just don't get it. Didn't you guys notice how awful we played in the first half?"

"They're playing even worse than when they were in the round of 16. What's going on with them getting worse and worse?"

"..."

The players in the room turned their attention to Tang Ye.

The team doctor, who was applying an ice pack to Tang Ye, felt a little embarrassed. He touched his nose and moved aside to make room for him.

"The Netherlands played much better than Spain. It's normal for us to fall behind. There's no need to be overly critical."

"No, I know it's normal to fall behind, but don't you feel that we're all out of sorts?"

Unexpectedly, Tang Ye would directly refute him. Marty took a step back, shrugged, and remained silent.

"When Dumfries and Blind drop back, they become five defenders, and then what? Then we have no way to break through, we can't get in from either the left or the right, so what are we supposed to do?"

"I don't think this is a tactical issue!"

"If you're playing the quarterfinals with a 'just getting by' mentality, how can we possibly take the lead? We're bound to fall behind!"

"..."

The locker room was quiet.

Eskeriva and Matti exchanged a glance, but neither of them spoke.

Eskreva had predicted this scene long before the group stage began, knowing that Tang Ye would feel that his teammates were not playing well.

In Escriva's prediction, this scene should have occurred in the group stage, not in the quarterfinals as it is now.

This wave is... late but arriving?
"We beat Spain and advanced to the quarterfinals, we're happy, yes, very happy. But you can't start the tournament after the round of 16, can you?"

He shrugged: "If you set up a defense like that, how are we supposed to take the lead? We can't defend the left flank, we can't defend the right flank, and we can't even launch an attack. Aren't we definitely going to be behind in the first half?"

"About 20 minutes in, I was about to pass the ball in the middle, and then I looked to the left baseline, and there were Fernando and Li Lei standing there."

"I wanted to team up with you guys, but you completely ignored me. My legs were shaking so badly, I felt like I was kicking eleven opponents all by myself! You see me dribbling and making moves, can't you give me any feedback?"

The team doctor who was giving Tang Ye an ice pack was in the most awkward position. He handed the ice pack to Tang Ye, but the latter simply threw it aside.

Team doctor: ...

With a tilt of his head, Tang Ye turned back and stood up.

"I didn't ask you to score goals, nor did I ask you to break down their defense. But can you at least play normally? Can you pull yourselves together and show some ambition?"

"...I won't say anything else, that's all."

"..."

No one spoke; the Chinese team's locker room was unusually quiet. Everyone needed some time to process what Tang Ye had just said.

While there's a bit of exaggeration involved, judging from the actual situation in the first half of the game, some of what Tang Ye said makes a lot of sense.

This was actually what Eskeriva was going to say, but Tang Ye insisted on stepping forward and saying everything he had to say.

Reaching the quarterfinals is impressive, but the World Cup isn't over yet.

You've spent 90 minutes completing the first part of a math test, and you have 30 minutes left for the last big question.

You've had a full half hour; you can't just skip the last big question, can you?
Isn't that stupid?

While Eskreva explained the substitution plan and tactical changes, the Chinese players took a moment to adjust their emotions.

"It's really not easy to have a chance to play in the quarterfinals, really, everyone cheer up."

At Feng Xiaoting's call, the players formed a circle in the middle of the locker room.

"3, 2, 1!"

"China!"

"come on"

After the cheers, the circle didn't disperse immediately. Tang Ye leaned down and earnestly instructed his teammates: "Be a little ambitious, and... react quickly when you see my eye contact and gestures. Give me some feedback, otherwise I'll really start shaking on the field. I'm really nervous."

"Go for it! Kick boldly!"

"If you see an opportunity to pass to me, be decisive and pass it directly. Don't withhold the pass just because I'm not a striker. Just pass boldly; if you lose the ball, it's my fault." "Go for it!!"

……

"China Media Group... Welcome back, dear viewers!"

"Both sides made substitutions at the start of the second half. We can see that for the Netherlands, Koopmenas replaced De Roon. And for China, Wei Shihao came on as a substitute for Elkeson."

Escribá's substitution was somewhat puzzling, as it left China with three forwards: Fernando, Wei Shihao, and Wu Lei, none of whom possess outstanding height.

"Has the Chinese team given up on their header opportunity?"

"Hiss... We don't know what Eskriva is planning yet, but the Chinese team must be careful, because we can see from the Dutch bench that De Ligt is already warming up. Fans who frequently watch Manchester United games should be very familiar with this player; his tackling ability is quite good."

"..."

52 minutes.

The Dutch team seemed a bit anxious, and Van Gaal quickly used his second substitution, bringing on the nearly two-meter-tall substitute striker Weghorst.

This shows that Van Gaal really cares about the Chinese team, this dark horse, and he is unwilling to accept any possible unexpected situations.

The Netherlands must advance to the World Cup semi-finals!

53'.

"Beep!"

Yellow Card: Gakopo (NL).

56'.

Jakobbo moved to the right flank, and Li Lei quickly retreated.

boom!
Gakopo passed the ball to Dumfries, and the Dutch full-back once again showcased his exaggerated acceleration.

Li Lei was under a lot of pressure, but there was nothing he could do.

Snapped!
The cross was delivered, and Weghorst received the ball at the far post.

A header pass back to De Jong!
De Jong immediately tried to take a long-range shot, but it was blocked by Tang Ye.

The ball bounced out.

Although the Netherlands still had possession of the ball, the Chinese national team did manage to withstand the opponent's first wave of attacks.

"The Chinese team's overall defense is retreating, and the Dutch backfield should first pass the ball to the corner."

Van Dijk passed the ball to Aké, and his teammate passed it back to him.

Just when everyone thought the Netherlands would slowly pass the ball forward, Van Dijk took a step forward and launched a long pass.

"Oh!!!"

"Back off! Back off!"

He signaled to his teammates that Weghorst and Jiang Guangtai were almost parallel in the penalty area.

Jump up!
boom!
Weghorst's header!

"GOOO-AAAA-LLLL!!!!"

The ball went in!
Wang Dalei stood on the goal line, watching Weghorst land in front of him with near despair, then spread his arms and rushed off the field.

This was the Netherlands' second goal of the match.

They're leading 2-0!
boom!
Weghorst slid on his knees to deliver the pass.

Perhaps due to his exaggerated height, the Dutch center forward's sliding knee movement looks somewhat awkward.

"Roar--!!!"

"Wow!!!!"

【6666】

[I'm done, guys...]

It's okay, reaching the quarterfinals is already amazing.

Chinese fans were almost in despair when the referee blew the whistle.

【offside】

"Hey, that ball is offside!"

"The Netherlands' goal has been disallowed; it was an offside goal!"

The unexpected surprise caused screams to erupt in the stadium. The big screen was replaying the long pass attack that the Netherlands had just launched. The Chinese football fans in the away stands were too lazy to watch the replay and were jumping around with their friends in the stands.

It goes without saying that this should be an offside at the centimeter level.

The Netherlands seems to be having some bad luck!
"Fuck!"

The goal was disallowed, and Weghorst, who had just come on as a substitute, was immediately sent off. He angrily berated the referee and was shown a yellow card.

Yellow Card: Weghorst (NL).

Dongqiudi live match report: Weghorst scored a header, but the goal was disallowed for offside by less than 10 centimeters.

Live report: Weghorst received a yellow card for protesting.

3 minute later.

Live report: Tactical foul, Zhang Linpeng pulls Blind and is shown a yellow card.

So far, the number of yellow cards in this match has reached 5, successfully breaking the record of this World Cup, and it is only a little over 60 minutes into the second half.

[Great job bragging, bro! Great job bragging!]

[One for one, that's not bad. Actually, I don't think the referee was that bad. Keep it up, give the Netherlands a few more yellow cards, their tackles are too aggressive.]

[Give Van Dijk a yellow card too, and the goalkeeper one too. Didn't you see how much trouble those two were making?]

After a goal is disallowed, players are very likely to become agitated. The Dutch team followed in Tang Ye's footsteps, and Blind also received a yellow card in the 70th minute, forcing Van Gaal to make an early substitution.

[Borgius (11) ↑]

Luuk de Jong (9) ↑

Two substitute midfielders came on at the same time!

Time quickly passed to the 74th minute of the second half, and Tang Ye, having finished spraying painkillers, ran back from the sidelines.

This is a free kick opportunity for the Netherlands, and it's up to De Jong to handle.

"Beep!"

De Jong raises his left hand and begins his run-up!
!!!

I thought he was going to shoot directly at the goal, but De Jong simply stepped over it.

Leave it to Boguis in the back!
Berghuis cuts the ball to the left wing, and now Ake has the ball.

The Netherlands are playing a tactical free kick; let's see how it goes.

Ak challenged Zhang Linpeng to a one-on-one match!
With his skillful maneuvering and constant feints, Aké even occasionally accelerated, giving the impression that he was actually a striker.

However, Ak's feints did have a good effect. Through his interactions with Zhang Linpeng, Ak gradually figured out his opponent's defensive tactics.

Seizing the opportunity presented by the opponent's mistake, Aké cut inside to the byline and delivered a long pass before the ball rolled out of bounds, targeting Timber at the far post.

While observing the landing point, Tinbell moved in small, quick steps.

Stand firm and head the ball into the penalty area!

The amount offered was a bit too low, forcing Weghorst, who had jumped up, to lower his head.

The header lacked power, but Wang Dalei's attention was focused on Gakopo, and he failed to block Weghorst's header.

Oops!

“GOOO—AAAA—LLLL!!!”

The ball went in!
……

P.S.: Three chapters tomorrow, please give me some monthly tickets, brothers!

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