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

Chapter 93 Pass the ball to Tang! (Please give me a monthly ticket!)
"Geen woorden, maar daden"

"Leve Feyenoord"

"Han in hand kameraden"

"..."

Feyenoord's team song rang out in the stadium.

It is now the 10th minute of the first half and the home team fans are very excited.

They can see that their home team is in an advantageous position!

Looking at the current ball possession rate, Utrecht has less than 40%.

This is even when Tang Ye joined in the pressure!

Obviously, facing Feyenoord's fast offensive rhythm, Utrecht's frontcourt pressing did not achieve the desired effect.

"Utrecht is having a hard time playing now, De Jong, pass the ball to the left"

"Retreating Alai, hold the ball and see if you can find an opportunity to attack!"

"Alai is trapped, Tang Ye, come over and get some help!"

"Leave Alai to Tang Ye!"

"It's time for King Tang to show off!"

The camera was turned to Tang Ye. When he ran over just now, he noticed an empty space at the right bottom line of Balazit, so after getting the ball, Tang Ye turned his head to look to the right.

But it's a pity that during the time when Tang Ye was moving, Barazit and Ramsselaar who was helping on the right side were both targeted by the defensive players.

"..."

There was no other choice, Tang Ye passed the ball directly to Joosten who retreated to receive the ball.

"Let's go!"

Joosten shouted twice, and Tang Ye reacted and ran into the penalty area immediately.

This was a substitution in Utrecht's frontcourt, and it was a vertical substitution. Tang Ye ran directly into the penalty area!

“Take a look, take a look!”

Goalkeeper Vermeer was a little anxious and quickly signaled the defensive players in the backcourt to stop Tang Ye.

Van Beek stretched out his hand, and Tang Ye, who was running, suddenly squatted down, then stood up again, perfectly avoiding Van Beek's intentional foul.

It can still be like this! ?
The players in the penalty area were a little panicked. Josten turned around and made a straight pass past Bertin and directly into the penalty area.

"Single sword!"

"This is Tang Ye's one-on-one opportunity!"

"Why is it Tang Ye's single blade?"

"Never mind, let's watch the ball now"

Tang Ye's speed was not fast enough, and Joosten's pass was too forceful.

Judging from God's time, it should be goalkeeper Vermeer who touched the ball first.

But this does not pose a problem for Tang Ye.

Direct shovel shot!

boom!
Tang Ye slid out on the grass, pressed down with his toes, and successfully grabbed the ball before Vermeer.

Toe poke shot!

"GOOOOO-AAAAAA-LLLLLLLL!!!"

"Tang Ye!"

"Tang Ye scored and Utrecht took the lead!"

"What's going on? What's going on?!"

The fans in the live broadcast room became excited.

It seemed that Feyenoord was leading, but Tang Ye could always find a way to score the ball before his opponent.

This is the charm of King Tang!
"Haters come out, haters come out!"

"Is this a guess? Tell me, is this a guess?"

"Damn it, if I, Tang Qiuwang, don't make any moves for a day, you haters will start to yell."

In the camera, Tang Ye opened his arms and threw a powerful uppercut.
"TOM!"

Ale rushed up from behind, put his hands under Tang Ye's armpits, and then the team's hero pushed up.

"Clap clap clap!"

Ten Hag applauded the players on the field.

The game continues.

Van Bronckhorst is under a lot of pressure now.

With the advantage of home court and good form, Van Bronckhorst felt that the game was a sure win.

But now it seems that is not the case

There is a ghost on the other side!

Van Bronckhorst raised two fingers to the players on the field.

This is the secret code within Feyenoord.

One finger means fighting a mobile war.

Two fingers are used to find a way to set the ball.

The director reacted quickly and gave the shot directly to the camera immediately.

The head coach's original intention was to modify the tactics, but in the eyes of the fans, the meaning of these two fingers may not be quite right.

[Fuck, two goals, are Feyenoord so pretentious? ]

[I guess they haven’t been taught a lesson by me, Mengge. Once I pass a magical ball to them, they will know the gap between them and Utrecht.]

[I, Mengge, have three stripes on my knees. How can I be afraid of your two fingers? ]

[Go, go, Dutch Cup champion! ]

[Feyenoord thought they were invincible after beating Utrecht once at the beginning of the season. They must be killed by them.]

[I feel that Tang Ye's goal was just a matter of luck. Feyenoord is really strong, and Utrecht may not win]

[Remember to turn off private messages above]

In the 28th minute of the first half, Utrecht midfielder made a small pass error.

Ramsselaar thought Tang Ye was going to press forward, but Tang Ye did not, so the pass he passed to Tang Ye went directly to Ahmadi's feet.

Ahmadi passes the ball directly to Villena on the left!
Villena passes the ball to Kuyt again!

Utrecht players noticed something was wrong and everyone from midfielders to forwards began to retreat.

Kuyt was very fast and he directly devoured Tang Ye alive!
To Elia!
Elijah goes down!
Elia and Kleber had a one-on-one duel on the wing. Elia pressed Utrecht's defense little by little. When the defense was almost pressed hard, Elia made an inverted triangle pass.

The one who has the ball now is Feyenoord's midfielder Ahmadi!

Ahmadi, adjust two steps.

Pretend to knock on the door!

Suddenly ran into the penalty area!

De Jong felt something was wrong after being shaken, and reached out to pull Ahmadi down.

"Beep!"

Because of this pulling De Jong received a yellow card, but there was no other way.

He has to take the yellow card.

Because if you don’t eat it, it won’t work!

Ahmadi rolled on the ground. He was almost in the penalty area, but was suddenly knocked down, which made him feel a little unwilling.

But after standing up, Ahmadi suddenly smiled again.

Not because De Jong got a yellow card for this.

This is because the free kick spot drawn by the referee Goodla happened to be facing the goal.

Perfect direct free kick!
"Stand still, stand still, left, left!"

Goalkeeper Ruiter began to set up a human wall.

Feyenoord's set piece!
Let Kuyt take the penalty!
Shoot directly!

The ball flew between Tang Ye and Ramsselaar's heads and finally went into the net.

The angle of this ball is perfect!
"wowwww!!!"

The home team fans in the stands cheered.

"So fierce?"

Tang Ye touched his waist with both hands, and his expression was obviously not very good.

Kuyt's direct free kick level was really beyond his expectations!

"Feyenoord!"

Boom!

"Feyenoord!"

Boom!

The game resumed with a score of 1:1, and the passion of the home team fans was completely ignited.

It is said that Feyenoord, PSV Eindhoven and Ajax are the three giants of the Dutch Eredivisie. However, Utrecht emerged as a dark horse this season and directly pushed Feyenoord to the fourth place.

The most embarrassing thing is that there is a 10-point gap between Feyenoord, which is fourth in the league, and PSV Eindhoven, which is third in the league, and a 16-point gap with Utrecht!
The Dutch Cup final is Feyenoord's best chance to save face!
The sudden change made Ten Hag feel a little bit uneasy, so he asked Amrabat to start warming up.

In the 37th minute, the score was still 1:1, but Utrecht was already at a visibly disadvantage.

"I'll come, I'll come!"

Tang Ye asked for the ball again. His jersey was now covered in sweat.

If nothing unexpected happens, this should be the most active game in his career so far!
coming!

Tang Ye stopped the long pass from Kum.

Having learned from the previous lesson, Tang Ye was targeted by Kramer when he had the ball.

What the hell!

Kramer, who was nearly 2 meters tall, ran towards Tang Ye, scaring Tang Ye so much that he took a step back unconsciously.

But it was not a big problem and Tang Ye adjusted himself immediately.

It was impossible to dribble past the opponent, so Tang Ye passed the ball to Ramsselaar on the right.

Ramselaar passes to Barazit.

Barakite sent it back again!

The cooperation was very good and Tang Ye got the ball again.

Go straight to the right baseline!
Tang Ye's pass was not only delivered, but also very stable.

but!

Barakite did not run!
"I rely on!"

Balazite held his head with both hands and watched Tang Ye's pass roll to Kongolo's feet.

He didn't react!

Ten Hag waved his hands helplessly.

If Barakite had run out just now, he would probably have been able to launch an effective attack.

But it's hard to blame Barakite for this.

Ten Hag sat back in his chair on the bench, and Van der Gag next to him suddenly asked him a question.

"Did you expect him to pass the ball to the baseline?" Ten Hag looked back and confirmed that the players' attention was not on him, then whispered, "No."

……

"Well, that was a close call!"

"The first half of the game is over! It's still 1:1"

"Damn, I was shocked. Feyenoord almost took the lead, but fortunately, Ruiter was still quite strong."

"It's level now, but I feel like I can't keep playing like this."

"Utrecht's rhythm is not as good as Feyenoord's. If they continue to play like this, something bad will happen sooner or later."

"Teng Hahe, Teng Sheng! Can you think of a solution?"

The situation has become tense and the Utrecht camp is now under great pressure.

"Fuck, the forwards on the other side rushed over when they saw us with the ball. I'm so impressed."

“They put too much pressure on me.”

Tang Ye and De Jong chatted all the way and only stopped when they reached the locker room.

"Hurry up, everyone sit down"

Ten Hag stood in the middle and urged, Tang Ye and De Jong trotted to the corner and sat next to Amrabat.

"Any more gum?"

De Jong put his hand on Tang Ye's thigh, and the latter turned around and took out his backpack from the cabinet.

"I want one too!"

Alai ran over and took two slices.

Ten Hag kept fiddling with the tactical board and noticed the players who were chewing gum.

Except for Tang Ye who simply liked to eat, the others ate because they were under pressure.

"I know you are under a lot of pressure now, and you know why, because the opponent is pressing very quickly."

"As soon as you got the ball, the other side came running over to us."

Ten Hag made a running motion on the spot, then spread his hands: "So I need you to pass the ball, and you need to pass it faster. The defenders need to help the midfielders, and the midfielders sometimes need to help the forwards."

"The essence of attacking is to find a way to create a numerical difference between the front court and the opponent, but this is not absolute..."

Ten Hag spoke the following sentence in a lower voice.

"So we have to play high pressing as well?"

Ramselaar asked.

"Yes, we can press high. The opponent's goal efficiency in open play is not as exaggerated as I thought before, so we can move the defense line forward a little bit."

Ten Hag explained: "Then there is the pass, there is a key point here..."

"When you dribble the ball, pay attention. If you see that there are no defenders around Tang's position, try to get the ball to his feet."

what?
Tang Ye was a little confused when he suddenly heard his name and quickly raised his head.

Being stared at by Tang Ye like that, Ten Hahe's face turned a little red.

"Well, it's like this. Tang's position is more in the middle. He can pass the ball to the left or right. He is the dealer, and you have to give him the cards. That's the reason. I'm not saying that Tang is the core, but you just need to do that."

"Anyway, remember this"

Ten Hag looked around at the players in the locker room.

"Forwards, pay attention to your positioning and pass the ball to Don more often"

Van der Gahe walked over and whispered in Ten Hag's ear: "This doesn't seem to be a tactic."

“No, this is the tactic.”

……

"The second half begins! Welcome back, brothers. The score is still 1:1. Let's see if Ten Hag makes any tactical adjustments."

"Can Utrecht hold on? This is the closest they have been to the Dutch Cup in the past 10 years!"

The camera turned to Tang Ye, and his surprisingly serious expression surprised the fans in the live broadcast room.

[What's going on with Tang Qiuwang? ]

[I am in tears. Mengge wants this championship so much]

[Tang Ye: My teammates are really bad, I have to work hard]

Fans don’t know what important mission Ten Hag gave Tang Ye in the midfield.

Tang Ye knew this mission.

That's dealing the cards!
Ten Hag stood in front of Utrecht's bench, squinting his eyes.

In this final with the championship trophy at stake, Ten Hag has already used his ultimate tactic.

The next victory or defeat will depend on the players on the field!
"Tostra!"

"He dribbled the ball into the penalty area by himself. Tostra is so pretentious!"

"Tostra is still pretending!"

"Tang Ye goes over there and tackles the ball!"

"Pretty!"

"..."

"Damn, this isn't even going in. What's wrong with Barazite today?"

Barazit's volley shot headed towards the stands, and fans of both the home and away teams were so scared that they hugged their heads.

Having failed to seize two excellent opportunities in a row, Balazit is now in a bit of a bad state.

"it's okay no problem!"

Tang Ye ran over and patted Balazit on the shoulder: "There are more and more."

Under Ten Hag's "ultimate tactics", Tang Ye's number of touches in the second half increased significantly.

But Feyenoord also adjusted their tactics. Ahmadi gave up the attack directly and kept Tang Ye close to him alone.

Van der Marel passed the ball to Tang Ye, and Ahmadi immediately stuck to Tang Ye from behind.

Damn it!
Tang Ye used his butt to head the ball, and after touching it, he tried to run away with a fake move, but he was knocked down by Ahmadi.

Absolutely abominable!
Time passed by minute by minute, and it was the 80th minute. The score between the two sides was still 1:1.

Feyenoord's midfield focused on Tang Ye, which indirectly weakened their offensive ability.

"Ten Hahe is so strong!"

"Ten Hag probably knows that doing this will prevent the opponent from scoring a goal"

"But it's a pity that Tang Ye has a hard time finding opportunities to pass the ball now!"

"..."

"Vilena, shoot directly!"

"It's OK, it's OK. The goalkeeper is in good shape in this game."

Both head coaches were a little anxious.

Take a look at the big screen at the top of the stadium.

88'21
It's the 88th minute. The preliminary estimate is that the extra time for this game should be 3 or 4 minutes.

With 6 minutes left, the chances of scoring another goal were slim, and Ten Hag felt a little uncomfortable.

As the weaker side, Utrecht should have been able to accept overtime.

But Utrecht just couldn't accept it.

Running for 90 minutes should be very tiring for Tang Ye, and he probably won't be able to hold on in overtime.

With Tang Ye on the field, Utrecht's attack was directly castrated!
Ten Hag was also helpless. He had excellent tactics but no way to deploy them.

Turn around.

"Ya Xin, change your clothes..."

"wowww!"

Just as Ten Hag was about to let Ayub warm up, a large number of fans in the stands suddenly stood up.

Depend on?
Ten Hag quickly turned his head away.

Tang Ye somehow came to the right side.

He's impersonating a winger, but he's not running towards the baseline!
Snapped!
【De Bruyne 45-degree cross】

The ball flew directly into the penalty area from the right side, and Ale accelerated into the penalty area.

Adjust in small steps.

Jump up and shoot directly!
Goalkeeper Vermeer's fingertips reached the ball, but it was of no avail.

ball……

In!

[You get counterattack points*5]

"Pretty!"

"Kill!"

"Tang Ye made a perfect 45-degree cross!"

"The ball is in!"

"2:1!"

"2:1!"

Bang bang bang!
The sound of a mechanical keyboard hitting a computer desk was heard in the live broadcast room.

5 minutes of stoppage time, goal in the 91st minute.

If this isn’t a decisive blow, then what is?
This is the ultimate killer move!
"..."

The home team's fan area was surprisingly quiet, and Ten Hag rushed out with the Utrecht players on the bench.

"Tactics, this is tactics!"

Ten Hag roared, then knelt on his knees and slid on the court.

Although I didn't slide, my excitement was definitely released.

"TOM!"

When drinking water, one should remember the person who dug the well. Alai rushed towards Tang Ye at an extremely fast speed.

Kramer is nearly 2 meters tall, and Ale is not much shorter than Kramer. Looking at Ale running towards him from a distance, Tang Ye felt a little nervous.

"nice shot!"

Alai knocked Tang Ye to the ground with his head.

"Oh, sorry sorry!"

And pulled him up from the ground.

"TOM! Good shot, we got the winning shot, we got the winning shot!"

Tang Ye was surrounded by his teammates in the innermost circle. Ten Hag, who ran up, wanted to hug Tang Ye, but he was locked outside.

"Mr. Eric!"

Ayub hurried over: "Mr. Eric, do I need to change clothes now?"

"Change, change your clothes quickly!"

Ten Hag shouted, "Change your clothes and get ready to receive your award!"

……

(End of this chapter)