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"I'm extremely disappointed in your performance! We had already taken control of the situation after losing the ball, but you guys used reckless behavior to hand over this great opportunity, this is very unprofessional!" Martens angrily said in the locker room.
He glanced at Wu Yun and Gao Wei, then said: "I don't care what grievances you have with each other's players. Now we are behind, they can't wait to provoke us, so that we can't focus on the game. As a professional player, all you need to do is ignore their provocation, because only scoring goals and winning is the best counterattack!"
"That's all I have to say, I hope you can keep calm in the second half and turn the tide. What I want to see is goals and victory!" Martens' tone was slightly softer.
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"Ladies and gentlemen, the second half of the match has begun, with the National Team kicking off. They were leading 1-0 in the first half..."
"Wen Yinghuang dribbled the ball on the wing, and the left-back Ruben Ferreira of Maritimo came up to defend him. Wu Yu also came over to assist in the defense..."
Wow
"Wu Yu directly used a flying shovel, and Wen Ying was shaken off along with the ball!"
"Wen Ying collapsed to the ground in agony, apparently he didn't expect Wu Yu to make a flying tackle at the beginning of the second half..."
"The referee gives Wu Lei a yellow card! This is his first yellow card since joining Malaga..."
"It seems these two young Chinese players are going to take over."
"Damn it! Calm down! I'll make you calm!" Martens saw Wu Yu flying tackle Wen Yinghang at the beginning of the second half, took the initiative to apply for a yellow card, and was furious again. In this game, he couldn't even remember how many times he had been enraged.
"Wu Yu, you should calm down." Captain Brigel said as he quickly ran over to him after noticing Wu Yu's impulsive behavior.
"Captain, I know, I will control my emotions. Before we win the game, I won't make any rash moves." Wu Yu was very calm after receiving the yellow card, and his mind was also very clear.
"This is a warning, I said I won't let you touch my brother!" Wu Yu thought secretly in his heart.
Wen Yinghuang, after receiving emergency treatment from the team doctor, walked to the sidelines with the doctor's support. His eyes, as he looked at Wu Yu, were filled with both hatred and fear.
Just now when he was shoveled into the air, he thought his leg would be broken. Fortunately, it was only a severe pain in the fibula, and there was no major problem.
A few minutes later, Wen Yinghao re-entered the game, but every time Wu Yu approached him, the ball at his feet seemed to turn into a fireball, and he didn't dare to dribble again, quickly passing it to his teammate. Also because of Wu Yu's fierce foul in the early stages of the second half, Wen Yinghao was ineffective for the rest of the game.
Wen Yinghang is the attacking core of the National Team on the field, and most counter-attacks are launched through his right route. After the second half began, his silence caused the National Team's counter-attack to suddenly lose its voice. Maridimo, who had no worries, also launched a large-scale attack under Wu Yu's organization.
"Good job!" Martens found that his team was launching a fierce attack on the opponent's goal again, and he knew it wasn't far from tying the score.
Moreover, he also seemed to have sensed the implication of Wu Yu Fei's substitution in the first half, as Guoan failed to launch a decent attack throughout the second half.
He looked at Wu Yun, whose originally somewhat angry gaze had now turned into one of appreciation. Using a yellow card to turn the tables on the field, this disciple's control over the game didn't just stop at organizing passes; this was what surprised him the most.
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In the 56th minute of the match, Wu Yong controlled the ball in front of the penalty area. He looked at the opponent's defender who was pressing up and very creatively lifted the ball over the densely packed defensive players in front of the penalty area, landing it at the feet of right winger Heldon.
Hailton had a very good shooting opportunity, he got rid of the opponent's left back, without waiting for the ball to fall, directly kicked it into the air!
Bang!
The ball flew swiftly towards the far corner of the goal, and the national team's goalkeeper reacted extremely quickly, pulling the ball out from under the line!
The national team escaped.
In the 68th minute, Quaresma's left-sided cross had already passed the goalkeeper, but an opposing defender cleared the ball out of the penalty area before Dili could meet it in the middle.
In the 70th minute, Maridi Miao's corner kick in front of the field, Gao Wei's header rushed to the dead angle, but was cleared by the opponent standing at the goal post.
In the 74th minute, Wu Yong dribbled past two players on the left side of the penalty area and shot from distance, with the ball hitting the post before bouncing out.
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Maradona launched a crazy attack on the opponent's goal, but still couldn't break through the opponent's gate. The scene in the first half of the season seemed to be happening again.
Martins clenched his fists on the sidelines, and every time a scoring opportunity appeared on the field, he would get excited again, even consuming almost all of his adrenaline.
The fans of Marítimo and Nacional in the stands were watching the situation on the field with bated breath. Every time Nacional resolved an opponent's shot, a round of applause erupted from the stands. As time went by, Nacional's fans saw their hopes of defeating their opponents again and advancing to the final of the Portuguese League Cup growing, and the stands began to echo with their songs.
In the 77th minute, the national team's head coach Jokanovic replaced Wen Yongjun, who had been mediocre in the second half, with a defensive midfielder.
Seeing the opponent's adjustment, Martin also waved his flag and replaced Gao Wei with Sami on the right wing. Quaresma and Wu Yu were active in the front waist position together.
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This move has greatly increased the pressure on the national team.
In the 80th minute, Maridimo was still trailing 0-1. Quaresma made a breakthrough on the left flank, and despite the game having gone on for 80 minutes, he still had plenty of energy and his footwork was extremely agile, making it impossible for the opposing defender to take the ball from him.
"Quaresma dribbled down the left flank, beating a Nationals defender, with Sami on the wing and Wu Lei and Dicko making runs through the middle." Kristen watched intently at the big screen.
"But he didn't choose to pass the ball, instead he broke through with the ball himself!"
"He broke through to the front of the penalty area, and two defenders from the national team came up to press him, he should have passed the ball!"
"Wu Yong in the middle has made space, he's calling for Quaresma to pass it over, what a great opportunity!" Christen's commentary is all nervous about Quaresma's choice.
"He didn't pass the ball and still chose to push forward, does he want to break through the entire defensive line of the opponent?"
"Damn it! Pass the ball to Wu Yu!" Martens was once again frustrated on the sidelines, apparently he was very dissatisfied with Quaresma's solo play.
"Oh! He actually broke through the past, and neither of the two defenders from the national team could stop him. Quaresma has a great shooting opportunity!" Cristiano exclaimed, standing up.
Quaresma dribbled past three Nacional defenders and broke into the left side of the penalty area, ready to shoot!
The opponent also has a defender who came to make up for the defense, and both Dili and Wu Yu were empty in the middle. At this time, if Quaresma passes it over, it would be an opportunity to face an open goal!
The fans of the national team on the stands all clenched their fists, worriedly watching their own penalty area. And those Maridimo fans in that small corner also stood up one after another, expecting their team to tie the score.
Quaresma had no choice but to pass the ball, he faced the flying tackle of the opponent's defender, lightly lifted it again and avoided the national team's defense, directly facing the goalkeeper.
Alone!
Quaresma calmly shot with one foot, and the ball flew over the opponent's goalkeeper into the far corner.
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"Oh! Unbelievable, Quaresma scored an unbelievable goal, he beat the entire Nacional defense by himself! Marítimo tied the game! Quaresma is running wildly towards the fans to celebrate, this is a great goal!" Cristian jumped up from his seat, extremely excited, and even Rui Costa was startled by him.
"Good job!" Martens also jumped up at the moment when the team tied the score, and rushed to the middle of the field, waving his fist in celebration.
In this game, they finally tied the score. With this momentum, Marítimo has a great opportunity to kill their opponents and advance to the final.
"Rui, Maridimo has gone through a lot of hardships and finally leveled the score. What changes do you think will happen in the next game? Will Maridimo take advantage of the momentum to kill the game?" Cristiano continued to analyze the game with guest Rui Costa after calming down.
"Maridimo now has a big advantage, but it doesn't mean they will definitely win the game. After all, football is round." Rui Costa said: "If Jokanovic can make timely adjustments and not be too conservative to hold on to a draw, then with their home-field advantage, the outcome is still unpredictable."
"Lui, you're right to say that, but now the national team's core player Wen Yinghang has been substituted out, I don't know what other cards Jokanovic can play, let's watch the rest of the game together, these last 10 minutes will definitely be the most exciting!"
On the national team's bench, the national team's head coach Jokanovic was pale, he did not expect that Quaresma alone would break through the defense line he had carefully arranged.
"Perhaps this is the difference between a player and a superstar." He sighed faintly in his heart, as if he had already given up on this game.
On the bench, Wen Ying was applying an ice pack, looking gloomily at Wu Yu who was celebrating his goal. In his heart, he was full of resentment: "Wu Yu, if you hadn't injured me, it wouldn't be your turn to show off. Our team hasn't lost yet, as long as we drag it into a penalty shootout, I'll make you lose even more miserably!"
"Don't give up! Pin them down, can't give them any more chances!" Jokanovic sighed in his heart that he didn't have the players to change the game, but still didn't give up on his mouth, commanding his own players.
It was only when they wanted to hold on to a draw and go into a penalty shootout that it was destined to end in defeat.
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