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    "The situation is not very good."

    Steven looked at the situation on the field, and Habr was seriously disturbed.

    Even with Alfred's cooperation, he was still taken care of by the opponent's three scavengers.

    As long as Habr takes the ball, the opponent will rush over with a collision or push.

    This made Habr very uncomfortable to play.

    "These savages!"

    Habr got up from the ground, touched his ankle and said.

    He couldn't remember how many times he had fallen down, but every time he fell, he had fallen hard enough.

    Habr's physical confrontation is not weak, but when facing the strong men of the Premier League, he always feels powerless.

    "You can't fight them hard."

    Alfred came over and said; "They are targeting you, and some trash talk is directed at you, they want to provoke you."

    "Is there?" Habr was taken aback and said.

    Alfred smiled and said, "Sometimes it's a good thing not to understand English."

    Habr shrugged, and then his face became serious: "But the current problem is that I can't get out of the ball."

    Hearing this, Alfred also frowned slightly.

    The configuration of these three scavengers in Liverpool is really good.

    It can not only participate in the defense but also intercept and destroy in the midfield.

    Even staring at the two points of Habr and Alfred.

    The two of them couldn't get the ball, and Ranier had to retreat.

    As a result, the current situation is very unfavorable for Hoffenheim.

    Although it seems that Hoffenheim has many offensive opportunities, they are extremely reluctant and hardly pose a threat.

    On the other hand, Liverpool's counterattack has become sharper each time.

    If it goes on like this, the situation will become very bad.

    Ranie also came over and asked; "Do I need to retreat?"

    Hearing this, Habr glared and said, "You just wait for my pass in the frontcourt!"

    Who do you look down on?

    This scene can't be held anymore!

    Ranie left with a smile.

    Now that Habr has let go, he will find a way to deal with it.

    After all, Ranier's retracement is an extremely bad thing from a tactical point of view.

    The game restarted.

    Hoffenheim still hit the ball and passed it to Habr for him to organize.

    However, every time Habr touches the ball, he will usher in a violent body collision.

    Just like this time.

    As soon as Habr got the ball, he felt an impact from the side. He immediately sank his waist and his legs took root.

    But even so, he was knocked a little staggered.

    After finally stabilizing, Habr looked at the stealing players who were about to surround him, and passed the ball hastily.

    The rhythm is still fast, and the confrontation is extremely fierce.

    This game seemed to be full of gunpowder from the very beginning.

    "Pep, this Liverpool bull is still so brave, Habr is as weak as a child in front of him."

    Compared with Pep, who is 31 years old, Habr, who is only 21 years old, is really like a child.

    Just looking at Pep's shiny head, full face and short and stocky figure, you can feel the physical strength of the opponent.

    This is simply a small tank.

    Habr was hit very uncomfortable. After he passed the ball, he immediately retreated.

    But Liverpool's sweepers didn't follow suit, opting instead to stay near the center circle.

    This made Habr helpless and had no choice but to return to his previous position.

    The game has been going on, Hoffenheim dominated from the beginning.

    Now the situation has gradually reversed.

    Liverpool's attack frequency and attack speed are steadily increasing.

    On the other hand, Hoffenheim is somewhat weak in succession.

    The two sides were basically blocked, the midfielder was destroyed by the sweeper, and Ranier couldn't get the ball in a favorable position. These are causing great trouble for Hoffenheim.

    And in a short period of time, they have no way to solve these problems.

    "Let Rudimod play. Alfred is inexperienced and the speed of the ball is not enough. Rudimod has done a better job in this regard."

    Assistant coach Wagner said quickly.

    Alfred can no longer help Habble, but he has more experience and is more familiar withLudimod, who knows Hoffenheim, may have played better.

    But Steven has been silent.

    He just looked at the field like this, frowning, but he had no intention of changing players.

    This game is very important for Habbr or Hoffenheim.

    &#29306&#22914&#32&#116&#105&#97&#110&#108&#97&#105&#120&#115&#119&#46&#99&#111&#109&#32&#29306&#22914&#12290  It was the first time he encountered such a degree of targeted defense.

    If you want to become a master-level midfielder, you must pass this kind of defensive baptism.

    Although this defense came a little earlier, Steven believes that Huber can do it.

    In his impression, Habbr is a talented midfielder with brilliant ideas and unconstrained ideas.

    Therefore, he still chose to believe in Haber instead of making substitutions.

    Time passed little by little.

    Liverpool has begun to take the initiative on the field.

    Even under the prestige of the home court, they gradually began to eat away at Hoffenheim's half.

    Their offense is getting sharper and smoother.

    On the other hand, Hoffenheim is losing ground.

    Finally at 27 minutes, Liverpool ushered in an excellent opportunity.

    With a long pass from central defender Cazzello, Liverpool midfielder Drome headed the ball and swung the ball to the right wing. Liverpool No. 7 Jim sprinted forward along the baseline.

    His speed is very fast, even relying on his speed to try to eat Piani from the periphery.

    Piani tried to poke the ball out, but the timing was wrong.

    Jim changed his rhythm, and immediately changed his form, easily breaking through Piani and rushing directly into the penalty area.

    After entering the penalty area, Jim hardly observed, and directly stuffed the ball towards the middle.

    And there, Valia hit the ball with a strafing shot.

    The ball rolled towards the post, hit the post, and bounced into the net.

    At this moment, the whole Anfield was boiling.

    "Valia!! Valia!! Beautiful defensive counterattack, a wonderful quick counterattack, a perfect counterattack!"

    "A total of four kicks, we sent the ball into Hoffenheim's goal."

    "At 27 minutes into the game, we took the lead!"

    "The one who scored the goal for us was"

    On-site gift The football fans shouted hysterically; "Walia!"

    Valia ran for the corner, and when he was about to arrive, a slide.

    Si minus 7*5 zw.c*om Si.  Other Liverpool players also rushed over to celebrate with him.

    And in Liverpool's coaching bench, the head coach Usoka also jumped up, punched the air fiercely, and said:

    "It's done!"

    In the first half, they took the lead in scoring and pulled the balance of victory to their side.

    With a goal in hand and a home court advantage, Liverpool's advantage can be described as infinite.

    More importantly, Hoffenheim has fallen behind. According to the pre-match statistics, after Hoffenheim falls behind, the probability of losing the game is as high as 70%.

    Mi He Mi.  This is a team that doesn't know how to play against the wind!

    This is what Usoka knows about Hoffenheim.

    But now, they have scored a goal, and it can be said that they have firmly grasped the opportunity of victory

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