"A bunch of cowards! Are you sleepwalking?"

"I'm very dissatisfied with your performance. You played like a pile of dog shit in the first half!"

"No! It stinks worse than dog shit!"

"The back line is like a corridor, letting the opponent take a walk!"

"The whole team is completely cut off. The three midfielders are terrible at organizing offense and defense!"

"The three frontcourt players are not active in defense. Is your mission only to score goals? Shouldn't you come back to participate in defense when the team is behind?"

"Especially Lucas, you made 5 mistakes in the first half! Do you want to go back to the youth training team?"

"..."

Magath was firing at full power. An Lan hid in the corner with a great shock in his eyes.

It was also the first time he saw Magath like this!

I have been here for more than three months. Magath has always given him the impression of a good-tempered old man from the Tank Country.

Unexpectedly... the head coach is the same!

I just don't know who is better at swearing between him and the old man with a hair dryer in the UK!

All 11 players in the starting lineup were scolded by Magath, and Lucas was the worst.

He was also in the starting lineup!

Lucas, who had been playing in the German youth training before the age of 19, was completely sleepwalking in the first half.

He was very nervous and had not adapted to the rhythm that was completely different from the youth training game.

Facing the opponent's pressing and small moves, Lucas made frequent mistakes and it was normal to be scolded.

Fortunately, the halftime break was only 20 minutes. After scolding, Magath began to arrange the tactics for the second half.

He glanced around and finally fixed his eyes on Misimovic.

"Misi, how do you think we should play in the second half?"

Misimovic was caught off guard by the question. After thinking about it, he said: "Coach, I think they pressed too hard in the first half, and their physical energy must have been seriously consumed. We continue to play defensive counterattacks in the second half, and there is a chance!

As soon as he finished speaking, a discordant voice sounded!

"What a few! "

Everyone looked over and saw that the person who spoke was An Lan, who had been hiding in the corner to avoid Magath's spit!

Misimovic was immediately unhappy when he saw that An Lan did not give him face to refute him face to face.

"What do you mean, An? Do you want to fight?"

The Bosnian gang led by Dzeko all stood up!

An Lan was not panicked at all when he saw this scene. He scratched his ears and said with a sarcastic smile on his face: "Am I wrong?"

"The coach said before that our goal is to fight on three fronts, but you are going to defend and counterattack against a second-tier team?"

"If that's the case, let's give up as soon as possible, it's too cowardly!"

"Haha!" Dzeko laughed sarcastically; "What does counterattack have to do with cowardice? This is a tactic!"

"Fight a hammer!"

An Lan angrily said: "No team that aims to fight on three fronts will play counterattacks from the beginning of the season and be a coward! ”

“Coach, leave the second half to me!”

“Missi is right. They kept pressing in the first half, so their physical strength must have dropped a lot.”

“As long as my teammates don’t sleepwalk like in the first half and pass the ball to me, I will tell them!”

An Lan stood up and said in a sonorous tone: “What the hell is Wolfsburg!”

Seeing An Lan’s confidence, Magath nodded, and ignored the other players’ thoughts, and said directly: “Then let me see that you are not bragging!”

“In the second half, play around An Lan, if I see anyone doing something tricky!”

“Then get off to the bench! "

......

An Lan couldn't wait to jump out, naturally because he had absolute confidence.

The peak Kaka experience card wasted a half of the game, and he was very unhappy!

So he needed an opportunity for the whole team to serve him, and this opportunity was to express his position in the locker room and pledge his allegiance.

I believe that other players will pass the ball to him whether they are willing or not after listening to Magath's warning.

As long as they pass the ball to him, he will have the confidence to crush the opponent!

......

After the start of the second half, Wolfsburg's state finally returned.

The previous eight friendly matches made them almost forget the intensity of the official game. Now they are 0:2 behind, and everyone realizes it.

The new season has begun, and we can't be so casual anymore!

So at the beginning, Wolfsburg took the initiative to press the opponent!

Momentum is something illusory, but it really exists.

After a 20-minute halftime break, although the players of Heidenheim were still very excited, they no longer had the crazy feeling of the first half.

On the other hand, Wolfsburg, after showing his normal level, the ball possession rate reached 75%.

Fifty-third minute of the game.

Misimovic passed the ball to Lucas, who had performed poorly in the first half.

Lucas received the ball, and before he could panic, he heard a familiar voice from the front.

"Luka, give it to me!"

He raised his head in panic and saw An Lan five meters away, so he kicked the ball out without thinking!

In the locker room before, Magath wanted to replace him.

It was An Lan who stopped this decision, which made Lucas very grateful!

But the moment he passed the ball, Lucas knew that he had used too much force!

"Fuck! It's too big!"

His kick didn't look like a pass, but a volley!

Lucas was very annoyed. He wanted to raise his hand to say sorry to An Lan, but the next second he widened his eyes!

Just as the football flew straight to the backcourt of Heidenheim, An Lan started!

He was very fast, turning quickly between two defenders, and then running straight to the football!

At this moment, An Lan was running fast, and caught up with the football in three seconds.

The moment he touched the ball, his speed did not slow down, and he even ran a few points faster.

Running wildly in the half court, a strange rhythm formed between the football and An Lan.

He was running wildly with the ball, but the strange thing was that the football was always 2 meters in front of him, as if it was still!

"Fuck, this dribbling!"

Magath cursed directly on the sidelines!

An Lan, wearing a green and white Wolfsburg jersey, rushed to the opponent's back half with big strides.

A defender came to block him, and his speed did not slow down, which was a disguised phase. After easily shaking the defender, he went straight into the penalty area!

Running wildly for 70 meters!

An Lan faced the goalkeeper alone, changed his usual shooting habits, and raised his foot outside the small penalty area and shot a burst!

The football was like a bullet that had been ejected from a gun, hitting the upper right corner of the goal!

Heidenheim goalkeeper had no time to react, and stood there without even making a save, the ball went into the net!

Seventy meters and a thousand miles, a lone rider, striding like lightning!

A one-man show!

The ball went in!

Wolfsburg scored a goal, the score was 1:2.

The game was once again suspenseful!