Chapter 96 The debut ball 2
The first 15 minutes of Alkmaar's debut were mediocre. Not only can they not compare with the last seven games of last season, but they can't even compare with the last four warm-up games. Their caution is what fans have never seen before, but this does not affect the mood of the fans. The applause is still so strong. The sound is still so loud. Every relief, every breakthrough, and even every wonderful stop action of Alkmaar will arouse more inspiring applause from the fans.
These fans are too eager to return to the top arena. Because of this desire, everyone in Alkmaar has been given a magical aura by them, and every action is rationalized by the fans.
But the commentators of the TV station will not think so. In today's commentary, Maher is not satisfied with Jiang Mu's first 15 minutes of conservatism.
Marshir, a veteran captain who retired last season, was hired as an explanatory guest by Amsterdam's "Football" TV station. The stubborn Alkmaar loyal minister was kicked out of the first team by Jiang Mu last season and immediately announced his retirement. However, after Jiang Mu's seven consecutive wins led the team back to the Dutch League, Ma Hill publicly admitted his mistake to Jiang Mu in the media, saying that Alkmal was right to choose Jiang Mu, which was a historic choice. He regretted that he did not help the team make history, but always supported Alkmaar. Jiang Mu also later said that he and Maher had no personal grudges, both for the interests of the Alkmaar Club, and the two sides expressed a settlement.
"This is our first Dutch league game. There is no big mistake in being cautious, but in our home court, how can we play away from home? We have at least 17 new opponents. Are we so cautious every time? What if we are unlucky and are scored by one?" Maher Road.
Commentator Plain said, "Mr. Maher, if you were Coach Jiang, what would you do at this time?"
"Attack, of course, attack. The opponent's strength is obviously not as good as ours." At this moment, Maher waved his fist like an ordinary fan and said excitedly.
Maher could not hear Jiang Mu's voice, nor could he hear Maher's voice, but fifteen minutes later, the two people's ideas coincided.
After receiving Jiang Mu's order, Artidore broke through with the ball forward. The other players of Alkmaar, like tigers out of the cage, attacked the opponent Sparta Rotterdam from three lines.
The scene became intense in an instant.
Alkmaar's sudden attack did not have a prelude, and suddenly all the players pressed up like a flash flood.
This momentum has brought great psychological pressure to Sparta Rotterdam. The players habitually chose to retreat and defend and play steadily, which was just arranged by the coach.
Altidere pushed the ball forward at the fastest speed. It was not until the opponent came over and two people caught him, that he divided the ball to the side to find Kuit.
Kuite rushed to the bottom line with the ball under the cover of Suleiman, and the opponent's defender followed closely. Kuite failed to get rid of the opponent's tracking with two fake moves and speed. Kuite did not forcibly pass the ball, and he knocked the ball back to Suleiman.
Suleiman saw that Altidore in the middle was beg for the ball and immediately passed it to the middle.
Artidore did not let the ball stay more under his feet, and then divided it to the right side and handed it to Blonkamp. At this moment, Blonkamp has assisted the opponent's half.
Bronkamp and Tomasson joined forces on the side to attack the left side of Sparta Rotterdam.
The cunning Tomasson made a continuous breakthrough, but suddenly took the ball and cut it horizontally.
The midfielder of Sparta Rotterdam, who was originally supporting on the side, was shaken and immediately stopped moving quickly to the side, but at this moment, Tomasson hit his heel and passed the ball to Bloomkamp.
The ball was not very powerful. Bloomkamp smoothed his foot arch, turned the ball in one direction and rolled towards the bottom line. Bloomkamp suddenly accelerated and killed the opponent's No. 5 left-back with the ball.
Sparta Rotterdam's No. 5 retreated rapidly. He lacked speed, which was his Achilles' heel. He basically had no assists in the first 15 minutes of this game, but he still became the target of the Alkmaar.
Bloomkamp ignored the retreat of No. 5, and the other person passed the ball and forcibly overtaked it. He wanted to pass the ball into the penalty area before the ball came out of the bottom line.
The No. 5 left-back saw that Bloomkamp was very fast and his teammate did not come up. He did not dare to neglect, gave up chasing the ball, reached out and pulled Blumkamp's jersey, and then let go cunningly.
When a person rushes at high speed, any small external force can greatly change the direction of his movement, especially for the player who is not very heavy. Bronkamp sprinted forward two steps and finally staggered to the ground.
Forced!
The referee's whistle rang.
The small action of No. 5 hid the referee, but did not hide it from the referee. The referee shook the flag vigorously, attracting the whistle of the referee.
Yellow card!
Free kick!
In this free-kick attack, Alkmaar's desire to attack was very strong. All the players except the goalkeeper arrived at the half of Sparta Rotterdam. The 10 players were like a big net, sealing the first and second landing points in the left, middle and right, only giving the ball a way out to the bottom line.
Artidore sent the ball out, and the ball looked for Drogba in the middle. He knew how strong Drogba was. He was like an elephant.
With the penalty of Artidore's ball, the players on the bench in Alkmaar and Sparta Rotterdam stood up and craned their necks to look into the penalty area.
The fans in the stands also stood up. Many people have an ominous or auspicious hunch that something seems to happen in this attack.
The Dehoute Stadium, which is full of nearly 10,000 fans, suddenly calmed down. Compared with the noise in front of him, the current quiet has become a little horrible.
More than a dozen players in the penalty area are desperately pulling, colliding, dodging and searching.
"Ah..."
There was an exclamation in the stands, like a muffled thunder rolling across the sky.
It turned out that when the ball was passed to the penalty area, Drogba jumped high in the crowd. Under the interference of the goalkeeper and being hit by the Spartan players in front and behind him, Drogba rose up fiercely, and his head swung against the ball - the players waiting next to the goalpost even moved. Without time to make it, the ball hit him.
The huge "ah" sound was interrupted by this accident. Many people shook their heads, sighed, and the goal was blocked.
"Dig!" Before Jiang Mu opened his arms to celebrate, he hung down. A mineral water bottle was kicked away by Jiang Mu and splashed everywhere, which attracted the eyes of the fourth official. If Jiang Mu did this again, he would warn the Chinese and make him a little rational.
Alkmaar's substitutes were preparing to celebrate when they also shook their heads and sat back in disappointment.
The hearts of Sparta Rotterdam's players and fans began to fall from their throats. Just now, they were desperate. No one could do such a powerful header, except God, and God was on their side.
However, the fans' sighs have not yet come out of their throats, the hearts of the Spartans have not fallen into their stomachs, and the Alkmaar player's buttocks have not yet reached the seat. They find that the ball hit the Spartan player in Rotterdam next to the goalpost coincidentally bounced on the falling Drogba.
Drogba's body was falling. He didn't have time to adjust his posture and didn't know what to do, so he subconsciously pushed forward with his chest.
The goal is scored?
The goal is scored!
A unconventional shot from Drogba put the ball into the goal with his chest.
“GOALGOALGOALGOAL......”
The commentator made a heartbreaking cry, and the tone was like a Peking Opera actor practicing his voice, which was no worse than the South American commentator.
The substitute player flew out of the bench like a butterfly, shouting the name "Droppa" in his mouth. No matter what the relationship between these people and Drogba is, at this time, the word Drogba just represents goal and happiness!
Jiang Mu and several coaches opened their arms and shouted "GOAL" in their mouths, waiting for the goal scorer who took off his jersey, showed his strong chest muscles and rushed all over the field.
Drogba bypassed the encirclement and chased the "defensive" teammate, rushed to the edge of the field, and threw Jiang Mu to the ground, muttering that Jiang Mu couldn't understand the Cote d'Ivoire slang. Then the players also arrived and suppressed the two people under him. Then the coach and more players ran over and threw themselves on the mountain. .
Jiang Mu, who was at the bottom, was pressed by thousands of pounds of human flesh. He was almost out of breath and had no chance to call for help. Fortunately, this crazy celebration will soon break up, otherwise Jiang Mu will be crushed to death by his own players, which will become a miracle in the history of football.
The stands have long been like a volcanic eruption. The red and white jerseys are like hundreds of thousands of degrees of magma, bursting out a hot air wave. The shouting "goal" exceeded the noise standard and shocked everyone's heart.
"... Alkmaar's first league goal! Drogba! He made history for the team and himself, and he was the first goal scorer of the season! This is also Drogba's first goal! This is also Jiang Mu's first goal in the Dutch League! In the 18th minute of the game, the first goal has been scored, and the attacking Alkmaar is the most beautiful! After the balance of the game is broken, it will become more beautiful and more intense..."
After a roar, the commentator began to explain the meaning of the goal to Alkmaar and the game in a normal and rapid tone.
"Yes! Fight like this! The goal is a reward for the bravery of Jiang Mu and Alkmaar players!" Commentator Maher cheered for his old club like a fan, completely forgetting that he was a commentator, not a fan.
Evans, the head coach of Sparta Rotterdam, shook his head in disappointment, took a chewing gum into his mouth and chewed it to calm down his nervousness.
"Shh!"
In the corner of the stands, a group of Spartan hardcore fans from Rotterdam booed Drogba, but in the earth-shaking cheers, their boos were smaller than the calls of mosquitoes and flies, almost inaudible.
In the South Stand, Alkmaar Chairman Dirk is also shouting indulgently, completely ignoring the feelings of Van York, the chairman of Sparta Rotterdam. This team is his pride. He feels that his business success can't be compared with this happiness at all. Now Alkmaar makes him feel like a rich family.
Ambassador Tan is not a fan. He can't understand the meaning of this ball to fans and players. All he knows is that Jiang Mu's success in the Dutch League will make him shine and work better. He applauds Jiang Mu, and then smiles and cheers to the mayor of Alkmaar Luther. Bucks said, "It looks like you will have a championship team."
Bucks didn't hear it. He was still cheering. Fortunately, the translator around him pulled him and told him again. Bucks said awkwardly, "I'm sorry, Mr. Ambassador, I'm so happy. Thank you for your blessing. I will try to provide Alkmaar with all the convenience, such as helping them get a new stadium. I I think our stadium is still too small. I believe that more fans will come here to watch it. They will stimulate our Alkmaar's economy and culture.
Ambassador Tan laughed and said, "I believe that Chinese fans will soon flock to the Netherlands."
"Yes, I believe this is certain. Jiang Mu is an idol coach." Bacchus sincerely praised that he is now a fan of Jiang Mu.
"Yes, I'm also a fan of Jiang Mu and Alkmaar." Ambassador Tan complimented.
Qiao Qiao translated this sentence. In fact, this sentence is also what she wants to say. She is out of a foreign country and has no friends. Now she often reads the news and game reports of Jiang Mu and Alkmaar's teams in newspapers and TV. The daughter feels that she has gradually fallen in love with football, games, and even She can't tell whether she likes football or the sharp Chinese compatriot.