The strongest blade in football

Chapter 46
The Steyn Stadium is a small stadium that can only accommodate 70 spectators, and the daily attendance rate is only about 5000%. Coupled with the impact of severe cold weather, only more than [-] tickets were sold this round.

This is also because the opponent is Standard Liege, last year's Ligue [-] champion.

The team lost six rounds, which not only affected the attendance rate, but even the head coach's sure contract renewal became confusing.

The whole team is under tremendous pressure, and for Saint-Truden, there is no room for loss in this game.

Of course, Wang Nuo didn't know this. He was sitting in the visiting team's locker room tying his shoelaces.

Unsurprisingly, Boloni didn't put him in the starting lineup.

Wang Nuo was wearing a sports jacket and long sports padded clothes to resist the severe cold outside.

Assistant coach Preto and everyone dressed neatly, clapped their hands and followed everyone to the stadium.

Walking into the long and narrow player tunnel, Wang Nuo heard the faint clapping sound in the stadium, accompanied by Queen's band "We will rock you" reverberating over the stadium.

Wang Nuo couldn't help humming along.

The moment he stepped out of the player tunnel, the singing began to deafen his ears.

There were only fans sitting in two of the three stands, but the atmosphere was still very lively, which made Wang Nuo, who had never seen the world, be fascinated.

They went out on the lawn, stretched, bounced the ball, passed each other as usual in practice.

The difference is that Wang Nuo always feels that he is being stared at by countless pairs of eyes, which is both nervous and exciting.

Before that, he only appeared in games with less than a thousand spectators at most, but today, it is five times that number.

"A lot of people."

Wang Nuo passed the ball to Witsel and sighed.

The result was merciless ridicule.

"If you play a few more games in Dufrasen, you will know what it means to have more people."

At this moment, there was a sudden sound of intense and tight drumbeats in the stadium, and the crowd in the stands suddenly became agitated and began to cheer for no apparent reason.

Then, Wang Nuo saw the home team players running out of the tunnel one by one.

They waved to the audience in the stands, and then, accompanied by applause, took off their thick coats and began to warm up.

The other teammates are probably familiar with it, but Wang Nuo is like a curious baby.

During the warm-up interval, I always sneak a peek at the movement of the opponent's players, and observe the reason for the sudden burst of cheers somewhere.

After a while, the main players of Standard Liege went back, and Wang Nuo and several other substitute players came to the bench on the sidelines.

As a substitute, it was the first time for Wang Nuo to sit in such a comfortable leather chair, which was really a luxury.

The bench is next to the stands, and Wang Nuo can clearly hear the chatter among the audience in the front row.

The only fly in the ointment was that Wang Nuo was sitting on the side seat, and the wind was blowing a little bit cold.

So he wrapped his coat tightly.

Not long after, the main players entered the field with their caddies, and the fans in the stands all stood up and sang loudly together.

With the whistle of the referee, the game officially began.

Wang Nuo spit out the tasteless chewing gum and began to watch his teammates play carefully. This is what the coach requires. Substitute players must always grasp the situation on the field and make adequate preparations.

Standard Liege played this game with a 433 formation. The three starters on the front line are No. 9 Mabo Carney, No. 10 Camargo, and No. 23 Jovanovic.

The remaining two forward substitutes are Gosibi and Wang Nuo. These are all the forward players the team can produce.

This game is destined to heavily attack the offense. Standard Liege was unbeaten in away games before October this season, and has lost all away games since October.

Today Boloni must break this vicious circle.

As soon as the game started, Standard Liege immediately turned against the guest, pressed aggressively, and began to put pressure on the opponent's half.

The attack was initiated many times from Jovanovic's side on the left.

The Serbian's running position is very smart, he can always find the blank area of ​​the opponent's defense, and his footwork is not bad, and the No. 3 who is facing him has been abused miserably.

In the first 10 minutes, Standard Liege had several shots, but they lacked some accuracy.

Surprisingly, Saint-Truden's performance is not bad, and their counterattack is remarkable.

The two black forwards are tall and fast, and they are very threatening when they cooperate seriously.

The No. 19 Sidibe from Senegal is over 1.9 meters tall and has an amazing bounce. He can always compete for high points and play the ball calmly.

His Cameroonian teammate Shi Aini, who was by his side, hit Liege's defense again and again like a small high-speed tank.

Until the end of the first half, both sides got many chances, but they failed to score, and the score was still 0-0.

During the intermission, Boloni changed his formation and changed to 4231 to strengthen the penetration in the middle. The right winger Camargo returned to his familiar midfield position, and Mabo Carney was at the forefront.

Jovanovic was the most active player in the frontcourt in the first half, and also the player who consumed the most energy. The constant movement drained his body.

After a short break, the second half began.

Changing sides to fight again, Standard Liege was very close to the goal at one point, Mabokani hit the crossbar with a shot, and Dalma's sudden cold arrow also caused a lot of threat.

But luck was more on St-Truden's side.

No.60 minutes, a set kick opportunity, Sidibe headed the ball into the standard Liege gate, the home team took a 1-0 lead.

With this goal, the atmosphere on the bench of Standard Liege dropped to freezing point.

Boloni's face was not much better either. He replaced Casela, who was underperformed and was invisible throughout the game, and adjusted his position.

Then, the only two remaining players on the front line, Gosibi and Wang Nuo, were sent to the sidelines to warm up.

Standard Liege cannot accept a defeat.

After receiving the coach's order, the two quickly took off their thick cotton clothes, left the warm seats, and started jogging and stretching.

Although the situation on the court was behind, Wang Nuo's warm-up was not sloppy at all.

He didn't forget to exercise every possible injured muscle in his body.

The coach once told him that the body of a winger is like an assault rifle. Before using it, every part must be disassembled and cleaned to ensure smooth operation.

The game came to the 77th minute, and the scores of the two sides remained unchanged.

Jovanovic was obviously unable to run anymore. As long as the ball was not by his side, he would stand with his hips on his hips. Boloni took the situation into consideration.

He waved to the two who were warming up.

Wang Nuo kept an eye on the coach's movements, and when he saw the coach waving his hand, an indescribable feeling immediately invaded his whole body.

At the same time, Wang Nuo heard Gosibi's voice reminding him, "The coach is calling you."

"Bang bang, bang bang."

Wang Nuo's heartbeat was accelerating, and goose bumps covered his whole body.

At this moment, he couldn't tell whether he was excited or nervous, maybe both. In short, he immediately ran towards the coach.

Boloni hugged Wang Nuo under his arm and whispered in his ear.

"You go to play Jovanovic's position. Their No. 3 Vicente is a soft guy, let me crush him! Don't be afraid of making mistakes, let go of the kick!"

Taking advantage of the time when the ball went out of bounds, the fourth official next to him raised his substitution card.

No. 43 Wang Nuo came on the field, replacing No. 23 Jovanovic. It was also a striker substitution.

Jovanovic trotted off the field with heavy steps. Wang Nuo, as usual, leaned over and pulled out a straw on the sidelines, stuffed it into his mouth and began to chew, in this way to stabilize his mood.

"Good job, boy."

Yovanovic said next to Wang Nuo's ear while clapping his hands.

Wang Nuo nodded, and spat out the chewed straw. He pursed his lips tightly and ran onto the court with the boos of the home fans, feeling the adrenaline rush.

At such a young age, there is nothing more exciting than a League One game, more than 5000 spectators in the stands, and the No. 43 jersey with WANG on the back!
Wang Nuo's whole body was full of strength, he thought to himself, come on, none of you can block me.

(End of this chapter)