Stefan Jovetic fell on the turf again. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

This time he couldn't even get close to the top of the arc of the penalty area, and the ball was cut off by the Ajax players.

He slammed his fist on the turf and sprang to his feet!

Damn the Eight!

I'll definitely break through you next time!

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If Ronshit could hear the angry curses in Jovetic's heart, he would have shouted "wronged".

I obviously just stuck to you and didn't let you speed up, and then used my body to force you to the area where De Jong defended, and even the last break was De Jong's foot, why should you blame me?

"Beautiful defense, Montenegro Messi is now stunned, in just ten minutes, he has never been able to break through the joint defense of Longshut and De Jong, but he still does not give up, Ajax's defense still can't relax......"

He Wei was also frightened to see these waves of offensives, but in the position of his compatriots, he still firmly chose to cheer for Ajax.

As a commentator, he also hopes to be able to provide commentary to his compatriots in the early hours of this season's Champions League matchday.

Those black and white players, he has already said enough!

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When the first half of 15 minutes was over, the players on either side were a little faltering.

They sat in a circle on the sidelines, waiting for the manager's strategy.

Looking at the panting players in front of him, Prandelli felt a little pity.

But instead of being overly harsh, he continued to boost morale:

"Ajax is almost finished! Their left flank could collapse at any moment! Stefan, you're our assault man, you have to focus on the big picture, don't have too many one-on-ones with No. 8, that little guy is very difficult to deal with. He also made a point of emphasizing to Jovetic.

But this sentence seemed to irritate the young Jovetic.

Montenegro Messi couldn't help but raise an eyebrow.

What the manager just said...... Are you criticizing me in front of all my teammates for not being able to even break out as a little kid?

A kid who just turned professional this season?

A kid who ran out of a football desert like China?

A kid who has such a tough mix in a low-level league like the Netherlands?

A kid who has played only five first-team games, two of which have been substitutes?

You say I can't deal with him?!

This criticism...... No one can bear it!

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When a young man is angry and wants to fight with an enemy, it is difficult to persuade him even if he comes.

So Prandelli could only watch with an angry face, but very helplessly, as Jovetic once again rushed with the ball to the red No. 8, who he had specifically emphasized that "not too many one-on-ones" ......

But he's long since run out of three substitutions, and with Gilardino and Mutu both out of fitness, there's no way he'll be able to give up Jovetic, the only attacking player up front who can break through and create a threat......

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Prandelli was shaking his head helplessly, but Van Basten here laughed happily.

Jovetic is such a promising player!

He is tall but flexible, with delicate skills, a good impact on the pitch, and a lot of confidence, and over time, maybe he can really reach the strength of Messi or Kaka.

But by no means now......

Now he is just a star hopeful who has made 30 appearances a season, scored only 2 goals and is worth 8 million euros.

Self-confidence is an excellent quality, but excessive self-confidence will narrow his vision, and he can only see half an inch of turf under his feet, forcing himself into a dead end.

As a direct consequence of this, Fiorentina's attacking routine has become extremely homogeneous, because no matter where Jovetic gets the ball, he will eventually end up in the middle of Ronshit.

"Ah, I lost my ...... again"

Van Basten clapped his hands lightly, as if applauding Ajax's defence.

He wanted to see the look on Prandelli's face, only to find that there was a hint of exasperation in the Italian manager.

Van Basten was stunned.

Isn't Florence in a hurry?

They don't care if Jovetic concedes a goal?

That's why he was allowed to challenge Long Shute again and again?

Their goals...... From the very beginning it was for the final penalty shootout!

Damn it!

He is a cunning Italian!

The White Swan, who once coached the Dutch national team, knows better than anyone that if it is only a penalty shootout, it is not me Van Basten who boasts, the proud and fragile Tulip Army is definitely spicier than everyone here!

- Well, of course he didn't watch the Chinese team's game.

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Another mistake for Van Basten was that he conceded the first 15 minutes of attack.

In extra time, due to physical fitness, it often turns into a situation where both sides dominate the half.

But today was different, with young Blind wasting too much energy on Emmanuelsen and a number of players such as Ronsert, Frenkie de Jong and Vertonghen, and with Suarez sent off, the Ajax players were depleting much faster than their opponents.

So when they tried to attack, they found that most of them were out of fitness......

The minutes ticked by the minute

Jovetic didn't fall to the ground this time, he was just pushed by De Jong's shoulder with a lot of force, briefly lost his center of gravity, and lost possession again.

Montenegro Messi felt more embarrassed than falling to the ground!

Although he didn't complain to anyone, everyone could see that he wanted to smack the head coach in the mouth and let everyone know that his strength could definitely beat Makelele from China.

But now his cheeks ached.

Because in the nearly half-hour overtime, he fought seven times with the little kid in his eyes, but he didn't win even a single one!

Damn it!

How is this possible?!

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It's certainly possible.

Because he pursues one-on-one heads-up, and Long Shute is not alone.

Ronjut also has Sim de Jong by his side, as well as Vertonghen and Aldreverd!

I juggled multiple defensive positions the whole game and the opponent only played half the time, so why should I be one-on-one with you?

I'm not insane!

Long Shute sneered, and subconsciously glanced up at the big screen in the stands.

There were only two and a half minutes left until the end of extra time......

The cold feeling between the legs suddenly returned.

The big sharp scissors have begun to close!

Damn it!

No time!

You can't leave your fate to an unreliable penalty shootout!

Since you're going to have a chance contest, why don't you do it yourself?!

He took a deep breath and slammed out!

"Sim!" He stretched out his left hand and stretched it out flat ahead.

Sim de Jong understood and launched a direct pass with his right foot!

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"Ajax launches a counterattack?!"

Dekul blurted out, but his voice was full of doubt: "Do they still have the stamina?" ”

Janssen ignored his partner's question, and after a break in extra time, his mood and voice returned: "Longshute is speeding up very quickly!" He received a direct pass from De Jong! ”

"What will he do? Straight with the ball to raid? His dribbling isn't that good, right? He can't learn from Jovetic! ”

Deckur's mouth flew up and down as quickly as a full-powered submachine gun.

In the roar of this burst of gunfire, Long Shute directly put the ball a little!

The ball goes straight to Lindgren on the left flank!

Lindgren also started the full game, but he barely had a presence.

He can't be blamed for this: with Suarez and Romedal in front of him, and Ronjut and De Jong in the back, his role is nothing more than to hand over the ball to his team-mates up front......

Another role is to use his height of 1.86 meters to help the team compete for high-altitude balls......

Unfortunately, he didn't do a good job of linking the front and back of the pitch to create too good chances for Suarez to get the ball on the ball, nor did he grab a header, more often than just an inconsequential stake.

This time he still didn't surprise anyone.

Lindgren didn't immediately react to what Lonshette was trying to do, and after receiving the ball, he stepped on the ball at his feet, and in the face of Fiorentina midfielder Vargas who pounced on him, he actually tried to feint and pass.

"Pass!"

Just as his left foot was about to shake, a loud roar rang out from behind him.

In such a noisy stadium, this roar poured into his ears like a dragon's roar.

Lindgren was like a kitten with its tail stepped on, and her whole spine almost trembled!

His left foot didn't dare to shake and pushed directly on the side of the football!

The soccer ball grazed Vargas's calf and slashed diagonally to the middle of the field!

Ronshit crosses the midline!

Ajax's counterattack!