"Max! Max scored the opening goal! ”

'Diem's passing and breaking through were also crucial and Aachen took the lead away!'

"Lucio has done his best......"

"That Zhuo's body is really strong, and he has been using this continuous emergency stop."

"If he kicks like this, sooner or later he will be scrapped!"

After a burst of cheers, the sound of fans mingling could be heard from the stands.

Max was also happy, as he quickly fell into a goal drought after the opening goal wave due to physical and physical reasons.

Not only could they not keep up with their physical strength, but Christian Sen, Joao and even Xie Hui also proved that Aachen's forward line was not short of people with quite amazing performances.

Previously, Max didn't think that he would be able to put forward the data of one goal per game, and now, Max didn't expect that he would slowly sit on the cold bench with an average of one goal per game.

This kind of gap is that people like Max, who have experienced a lot of ups and downs, are somewhat unbalanced.

Now, he's finally the starting striker again, and he's finally scoring again!

Under the ecstasy, Max almost lost his temper even when he was not young.

Coming to his senses, Max turned around and found his teammates who had come to him to celebrate.

"Diem, your breakthrough is really amazing, half of the credit for this goal is yours."

'Raf, without your effort in midfield, we wouldn't have had as many chances.

"It's not my fault alone."

Max smiled modestly.

"What nonsense, you took the opportunity to score this goal." Joao said with a stinking fart, but it was clearly useful.

On the other side, seeing the 0:1 score on the scoreboard, Berbatov couldn't help but lift his spirits.

After the restart, Berbatov's performance was much more active.

After that, however, it was not he who was most active at Bayer Leverkusen.

At the end of the day, as a striker, especially a lazy striker like him Berbatov, you won't be on camera a few times in a game.

Bernd, this is Aachen player Raf. Bernd's surname is also Bayer Leverkusen's player Bernd. Schneider's name.

As a full-back, the experienced Schneider is even stronger than the current Ribery!

No, it can't be stopped!

Krelim stood in front of Schneider, who only made two feints and he felt like he couldn't keep up.

It's been 10 minutes since Max's goal, and the first half is almost over.

During this time, Aachen has created a lot of opportunities, but unfortunately Aachen's forwards are all people, even if Joao and Marquez have the level of stars, it is impossible to seize every opportunity.

At the same time, Bayer Leverkusen created more opportunities.

After all, when Aachen was only half of the main force, Leverkusen's ability to create opportunities was still above Aachen!

Among them, Schneider in particular performed the best.

It was during this period of his outstanding performance that Krelim became the backdrop.

Aside from fouls, Krelim couldn't think of any way to stop him!

With an imbalance in his mentality, Krilim's movements and even his center of gravity could not be stable.

Seeing that his body was out of balance, Schneider retracted his right-leaning movement and broke through to the left of Krelim and cut into the middle of Aachen!

For a moment, Krelim was a little lost.

He didn't win against his opponent and lost to himself.

The Bundesliga, maybe not for me......

At this moment, Krelim suddenly felt that sitting on the cold bench in Aachen was the "treatment" he deserved.

The so-called competitive football never takes into account the mood of the loser.

Even, Schneider felt that there was no one chasing after him, and he still looked down on Krelim a little in his heart.

As a defensive player, he was passed and didn't hurry back?

The next moment, Schneider retracted his superfluous thoughts and looked at the next opponent in front of him.

Spanier, captain of Aachen.

Schneider didn't continue to have the idea of one-on-one with him, and it was very unscientific to rely on heads-up on the football field.

What Spanier didn't expect was that Schneider cut into the midfield, and instead of continuing to approach the threat zone, he passed the ball directly before he was in place!

Spaniel, who was ready to foul, was a little confused.

In his mind, going down means crossing, and cutting inside means shooting from distance.

As for the possibility of cutting the ball, he didn't think of it, and was locked up by his own inherent thinking.

On the other side, Berbatov received the ball, but he was also the one who was heavily watched by the Aachen players.

Behind him, Henry was clinging to him, ready to give him a hard slap if the situation depended.

In the position between Berbatov and the goalkeeper, Mertesacker was there, guarding against the possibility of a direct shot from Berbatov.

The strength of the defense was clearly perceived, but Berbatov still looked weak.

The ball flew over, but instead of showing the skill of stopping the ball no more than a meter away from him, he picked the ball up again with his left foot.

Because his back was on, Henry couldn't see his movements clearly, and he didn't dare to act rashly.

The next moment, Berbatov picked up the ball again with his right foot.

This time it was picked higher, directly over Henry's head, and landed in the open space of Henry, Mertesacker and Benaglio.

Henry, who only noticed the position of the ball, was naturally half a beat slower.

Mertesacker is standing in the wrong position, and there is nothing he can do.

The only one who saw Berbatov's movements clearly was goalkeeper Benaglio.

He hurriedly threw to the left side where Berbatov was, ready to intercept Berbatov's shot.

However, at this time, in the face of the goalkeeper's interception and Henry's supplemental defense, Berbatov made another pick.

To be precise, it's a pick!

Watching the ball leap high, Benaglio judged that the ball was flying towards the top right corner.

Frightened, Benaglio immediately jumped up and tried to save the ball with both hands!

However, he made a mistake in his prediction and was half a beat slower after all, and failed to stop the ball.

On the other side, Mertesacker saw Berbatov's movements behind him and quickly changed direction and ran to the right.

It's just that, even if it is a continuous non-stick pick, the angle of the ball is amazing.

What's more, it's too high!

Even though Mertesacker was close to two meters tall, even if he jumped with all his might, he still couldn't touch the ball.

The three of us were all tricked by him alone!

Mertesacker roared inwardly.

But no matter what mood you feel in your heart, if you can't touch the ball, you just can't touch it!

Mertesacker has jumped to the top and is left to slide.

He didn't touch the ball, so he could only follow the trajectory of the ball with his eyes and usher in the end of this attack and defense.

The ball hit the top right corner of the Aachen gate.

“toooooooooooooooooooooor！！！”