Thanks to "Eilia," "Running Man's Knowledge" for the tip!
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Ibrahimovic did not perform well most of the time in the game. PSV Eindhoven's defensive strategy definitely limited his play. In the past, when Ibrahimovic did not get a chance on the front line, he would retreat to the outside of the penalty area to find an opportunity to take the ball. However, PSV Eindhoven's two defensive midfielders, in addition to the hard-working Park Ji-sung, made it difficult for Ibrahimovic whether he was in the penalty area or outside the penalty area.
If not for Qin Xiong's long-distance raid to tear apart the opponent's defensive line and create a perfect one-on-one situation for him, perhaps Ibrahimovic would have received a very low score in the post-match evaluation. He had made almost no contribution to the team.
However, a striker was a special role after all. He could be invisible for 89 minutes. As long as he stood out for one minute, he might become the most eye-catching character in the game.
Hovland went to assist in the defense after Qin Xiong rushed past Bouma. He thought that Qin Xiong would not pass the ball again because, as a midfielder, Qin Xiong had already dribbled the ball past the striker, which was Ibrahimovic.
But he was wrong. In other words, this was what Qin Xiong wanted him to think. In order to ensure the success rate of the last strike, Qin Xiong judged that he had a chance to shoot, but he would definitely break through Li Rongbiao's interference. He might succeed, but as long as the opponent's goalkeeper, Watlers, abandoned the goal, it was very likely that he would block a large area of the shooting angle.
When Hovland went back to defend against Ibrahimovic, he changed his center of gravity twice in a row, making his body unsteady. He braked and stopped, turned around to face Ibrahimovic, and immediately went forward to block Ibrahimovic's shot.
However, a scene that made him break out in cold sweat appeared. Ibrahimovic, feint shot!
After a large swing of his leg, he did not exert any strength. Instead, he deftly turned the ball around with his ankle and brushed past Hovland's side!
A single blade!
Ibrahimovic, who had charged into the penalty area, still had a lukewarm attitude. After Watlers left the goal, Ibrahimovic once again made a shooting motion. Watlers immediately lowered his center of gravity and prepared to make a save, but Ibrahimovic was still feinting!
He dribbled the ball horizontally. Wattles' center of gravity was already down, and he fell to the ground in a hurry. Ibrahimovic dribbled the ball from his side and did not move quickly. The angle of the goal was about 30 degrees, but what appeared in front of him was an empty goal!
Ibrahimovic leisurely pushed the ball into the empty goal.
For a moment, the Philips Stadium was completely silent!
The fans in the stands were in disbelief!
However, after a short silence, the PSV Eindhoven fans lowered their heads and were speechless, with a pained expression on their faces. On the other hand, the Ajax fans cheered and roared crazily!
The four old men, Lutmansen, Peter, Dekoiz, and Freddy, hugged and cheered. Freddy was still normal, but the energy and passion that burst out from the three old men was simply incomprehensible. It was as if they were seventeen or eighteen years old.
Hiddink's facial muscles twitched. He pursed his lips and was clearly biting his gums hard!
It was rare for Comain to run in a small area with his assistants on the sidelines, waving his arms and shouting.
Yes, before coming, as long as Ajax got a draw, he would be very happy. For a team that had just experienced a very oppressive and defeated Champions League, coming to the territory of the defending champions as guests, they really could not naively bring out the ambition of swallowing the sky!
But now, not only did Ajax hold on to their position at the top of the table, but they also left PSV Eindhoven in the lead by five points!
This advantage established at the beginning of the season was obviously huge!
Ajax's players on the substitutes' bench also rushed out, waving their fists and laughing as they cheered for their teammates on the field!
Beautifully done!
It's a different feeling to party in front of your f * cking arch-enemy's home!
We're going to dance on the dead body of our arch-enemy!
"Finishing blow! Finishing blow! Finishing blow! Ibrahimović's finishing blow! Ajax's comeback with a score of 3: 2! It was the last minute of injury stoppage time. Qin Xiong played a big part in Ajax's counterattack this time. First, he used a stunning back pass to bypass Park Ji-sung. Then, he cooperated with Van Der Vaart and broke through Vogel's defense. Before coming to the penalty area, he single-handedly broke through Bouma's defense. At the last moment, he passed the ball to his teammate Ibrahimović. Ibrahimović consecutively bypassed Hovland and the goalkeeper, Watlers, and scored with a shot into the empty goal! A stunning counterattack, a wonderful finishing blow! Ajax is about to conquer Philips Stadion, the home ground of the defending champion, PSV Eindhoven! "
While the commentator was shouting passionately, Ibrahimović stood in the same spot after the goal. He was still in a domineering pose, expressionless. Perhaps it was because he felt that it was natural for him to do so. He slowly raised his arms to showcase himself and let the world focus on him.
He turned half a circle on the spot, like a catwalk. Finally, his gaze locked onto Qin Xiong's face. His eyes were filled with kindness and recognition!
In this team of geniuses, everyone could be friends in private.
But on the field, when fighting side by side, there was a need to recognize each other.
I won't recognize you as my teammate just because we have a good relationship!
We have ambitions, we have the goal of starting a great career, we have the goal of creating miracles!
Do you have the qualifications? Do you have the strength? Do you have the qualifications to fight alongside me?
Similarly, Ibrahimović and Qin Xiong were not in contact in private. But on the field, they valued each other's ability!
If Ibrahimović didn't have the ability, Qin Xiong wouldn't place his final bet on him.
If Qin Xiong didn't have the ability, Ibrahimović wouldn't be able to get the final chance to finish him off.
When their gazes met, they tacitly understood the meaning in each other's eyes.
It was the recognition of a teammate, the trust of being able to fight side by side and look forward to the future together.
The two men walked together, but didn't hug. They raised their right hands in tacit understanding and high-fived the air.
Pa.
The corners of their mouths rose at the same time.
Everything was understood without words.
Van Der Vaart rushed up and jumped up. Qin Xiong and Ibrahimović had no choice but to reach out and catch the wild-looking captain.
No other teammates rushed up.
Because the others were in the back half of the field.
And also because the away team's stands were closer to the back half of the field.
Including the goalkeeper, Lobonte, they celebrated wildly in front of the away team's stands.
Ajax's people were behaving atrociously in Philips Stadion! Celebrating! Celebrating! Victory was about to be taken away!
When Qin Xiong, Ibrahimović, and Van Der Vaart slowly walked back to their own half of the field, the injury stoppage time had run out.
At this time, Ajax was still making substitutions to further delay time.
Snede and Shikora were both substituted off the field.
The substitutes were O 'Brien and Pasanen, a defensive midfielder and a fullback.
Unwilling to accept defeat, PSV Eindhoven launched an attack as soon as the ball kicked off, but Ajax had already surrounded the inside and outside of the penalty area. The opponent seemed to not even be able to see the goal.
After two consecutive attacks failed, the referee blew the whistle to end the game.
Philips Stadion had fallen!
The PSV Eindhoven fans left dejectedly, unwilling to see their arch-enemy celebrate for another second. The players on the field, Robben's face was gloomy. He couldn't understand how the team lost!
Comain and Hiddink shook hands after the game. Both of them were absent-minded.
Hiddink naturally lost face due to the loss. Before Comain walked into the players' tunnel, he turned back to look at Qin Xiong. His mind was now full of Qin Xiong's figure on the field. There was not much of a mental impact. After all, if he did not have expectations for Qin Xiong, of course, he would not have sent him on the field in such a crucial game. However, Qin Xiong still showed some new qualities and new strengths that Comain had discerned in this game. As a manager, of course, he had to make use of and stimulate it to help the team become stronger. However, he still had to be cautious and think more and study more.
After the game, Snede walked into the field and hugged Qin Xiong. He laughed and reached out to push Qin Xiong's head. Qin Xiong's performance in this game was amazing. Snede was also happy for his friend.
Just as he was hugging, high-fiving, and fooling around with his teammates, an opponent player came to Qin Xiong's side, hoping to exchange jerseys with Qin Xiong.
Qin Xiong turned his head to look and immediately stopped smiling. He became serious and solemn. He took off his jersey and exchanged jerseys with the other party.
The person who came was the South Korean national footballer, Park Ji-sung.
The two men did not say a word. After exchanging jerseys, they each put it on their shoulders and hugged before separating.
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