"hey-hey,"

"The sword is not old."

Zhang Lu couldn't help but praise, "Although he is 33 years old, his left foot pass and shot are still picturesque."

"He is still the Bulgarian flag."

"Stoickov, Kostadinov, Lechekov, Barakov, Ivanov... Old fans must be familiar with these names."

"What a pity, they might have entered the finals in the 1994 World Cup." Zhang Lu's thoughts seemed to have fallen into memories again. When he got old, he liked to chat, and then he talked about the World Cup of that year.

"Bulgaria's 94 generation."

"If Croatia was the dark horse national team in the mid-to-late 1990s, then Bulgaria was the big dark horse in the early stage."

"In the 1994 World Cup, Bulgaria made great progress and ranked second in the group with a goal difference (Nigeria, Bulgaria, Argentina, Greece). They defeated Mexico in the quarterfinals, swept Germany in the quarterfinals, and reached the semi-finals all the way."

"In the semi-final encounter with Italy led by Baggio, although Baggio scored twice, Bulgaria then scored 1-2. In the second half, the referee missed an obvious penalty, which ruined the golden generation of Bulgaria."

...

Frankfurt suffered a heavy blow at the beginning, and the situation was still the same as in the previous round against Mönchengladbach. However, the current Stuttgart is not a team that is Barakov alone, and it is far from that of Deisler's Mönchengladbach. They are much stronger, so this is their home court.

Excited, Balakov ran to the stands near the center line, opened his arms and enjoyed the cheers of the fans, his name resounded throughout the audience.

"This is his third goal this season."

"We've been waiting for a long time."

Stuttgart fans were very excited, with tears in their eyes.

Last season, Barakov scored 11 goals in 31 league games, and this season Barakov only played 14 games and scored 3 goals. The data is actually quite beautiful, but injuries are the biggest reason that affects him and he cannot represent the team continuously. Some fans even think that Barakov should leave Stuttgart and retreat. However, most fans still support Barakov. From the cheers on the scene, they know that he is still deeply loved by fans.

Alas, another guy like Ruiz Costa is really hard to deal with. Zheng Zhi is full of respect for the fake Elkeson in front of him. Some players, no matter how you defend him, can play easily, create threats, and create goals, and Barakov is one of them.

He also immediately realized that when the team was defending the corner kick just now, he did not protect the area in front of the penalty area, which made Balakov's shooting too easy. Some players, if you give him space, he has the ability to change the situation.

When dealing with Barakov, you can’t have naive ideas. How can you let him calmly kick out outside the penalty area?

He walked to Schneider and explained a few words.

"Bainde, next time he gets a corner kick, you can watch him as soon as possible and don't let him kick easily."

He is about the same height and Schneider is flexible, so it is best to guard against Balakov.

Captain Nikolov picked up the ball from the goal in depressed mood. The ball shot was so beautiful, almost a theoretical blind spot. Maybe he would be selected as the best goal in the week, and he would become the background emperor...

Shuster on the sidelines also couldn't help but curse: "So beautiful!"

"I hate curveballs!"

...

The game resumes.

Zheng Zhi got the ball in the backcourt, and the attack started from the right. Brinkman on the left, and Zheng Zhi couldn't trust him. Just now, because Brinkman missed on the left, he created an opportunity for Bruckov. Schul and Brinkman were better off focusing on defense, and he and Schneider led the attack on the right.

Continuous wall-to-wave cooperation, and easily advanced through the half. However, Schneider's cross from the right failed to send Klose and Yang Chen, and Stuttgart midfielder Soldo pushed the ball out.

There was still a chance, but Zheng Zhi and Balakov rushed towards the ball at the same time.

Zheng Zhi was faster, but Balakov was more cunning. He grabbed Zheng Zhi's jersey with his right hand. Zheng Zhi's advantage disappeared in an instant. However, Zheng Zhi didn't stop, kicked hard, and continued to rush forward. Balakov was slightly shocked and pulled hard again.

With a squeak, Zheng Zhi's jersey was torn and his left chest was immediately bare in the air.

"Ouch!"

"The jerseys were torn."

Beep,

The referee immediately blew the whistle and then showed Balakov a yellow card.

Barakov looked embarrassed and let go of Zheng Zhi's jersey, "I'm sorry,"

There was no way, and the speed could not keep up with Zheng Zhi, so he had to come up with this bad plan. He really didn't expect that Zheng Zhi did not fall down, but continued to fight for opportunities.

Now,

He got a yellow card and gave Frankfurt a chance to set the ball in the frontcourt. After all, he was even more at a disadvantage. If Zheng Zhi had fallen early, he might not have gotten a yellow card...

"Hehe, Balakov can't run. There is no way, so he can only take this worst move. It's a bit like Dortmund's game. In that game, Hasler couldn't run either. Zheng Zhi was only 18 and a half years old, and young was his biggest advantage."

The Stuttgart fans at the scene were also in an uproar, and immediately felt distressed for Balakov.

"What are the others doing?"

"Why did Balakov have to appear in this position?"

"Is this age a coolie?"

...

Zheng Zhi quickly left the court to change his jersey, but when he was not present, Schneider took the penalty of the set ball, and the ball flew directly into the stands, and Frankfurt wasted a good opportunity.

Stuttgart's offensive rhythm was not fast. Barakov once again controlled the rhythm in the backcourt, with a slow posture. The old players liked to write in the backcourt and tossed around the same as before.

Yang Chen and Klose strengthened their running in the frontcourt and tried to grab the ball, but the strength of the two was not enough, so they let them escape.

Joel Jeweljewicz received another pass from Brakov, but this time Shure assisted Brinkmann on the left to defend, Joel Jeweljewicz failed to rush up and could only pick the ball to his teammates in front.

But this time it was not fast horse Akebopoli, but Bo Bo and Akebopoli changed positions again. However, Bo met his opponent. Grosso, who was also tall, did not let Bo grab his ball in front of him. He was stuck in front of him one step faster than him and calmly pushed the ball to Zheng Zhi in the middle!

The excellent Italian defender has such characteristics, which is so calm that it makes people feel outrageously calm.

Barakov frowned and rushed towards Zheng Zhi again, and this time he had to have a direct confrontation with Zheng Zhi again. He did not dare to rush too hard, but left nearly two meters of space between the two to prevent Zheng Zhi from rushing up after a while.

But he was wrong.

Two meters is not enough!

Zheng Zhi, who was running back, quickly adjusted his feet, finally pushed the ground with his left foot, and when his right foot touched the ball with his outside instep, he went straight forward!

The ball suddenly rolled forward for more than four meters! Zheng Zhi's body also started to sprint in an instant!

"Aowu~"

"Beautiful! Beautiful! Beautiful!"
Chapter completed!