unparalleled

Chapter 165 You Are the Winner

Tsuneyasu Miyamoto spread his hands helplessly and walked back to the coach's bench. Seeing Scolari immediately make substitution adjustments, his brows frowned even tighter.

"Miyamoto-san, we should also adjust." Assistant coach Endo Hiroshi suggested.

"You mean to replace Patrick?" Tsuneyasu Miyamoto knew very well, but he shook his head, not intending to do so. In this situation, no head coach would take the initiative to remove the striker, but there was still a sense of powerlessness in his heart. heart.

Although the players are working hard, their foundation is still too weak!Except for the two starting forwards, they couldn't come up with a reliable substitute.

"Pass the ball to Gao Sang!"

This is the best way Miyamoto Hengyasu can think of.

Scolari continued to make substitution adjustments in the midfield, replacing the left midfielder Zheng Long with the midfielder Zhao Xuri, a midfielder who also has excellent interception ability.

Scolari is just a paranoid old man. He suffered Gao Yuyang's loss in the midfield twice today. He really has to re-establish his advantage in this area.

Zhao Xuri went straight to Gao Yuyang when he came on the court, watching him take the ball, and kicked directly to the leg.

Simply, decisively, and directly put Gao Yuyang to the ground.

"Foul! Foul! The action is so rough, the Guangzhou team has just brought in a player...Is Scolari going to kill Gao Sang on the court?"

After receiving a yellow card within ten seconds of playing, Zhao Xuri smiled and wiped his face and walked away obediently, as if he didn't care about the action of stepping on Gao Yuyang's leg.

He is no longer a core player in Guangzhou Evergrande, and role players do dirty work.It's just hard to believe that such a player also has a glorious history-ten years ago, he also performed a volley and long-range shot from outside the penalty area.

"Gao Sang, how are you?"

Gao Yuyang stood up slowly, tried two steps, and grinned at Endo Yasuhito: "Don't worry, the leg is not broken, they can't succeed."

"Okay." The worry on Endo Yasuhito's face was reduced by two points, he hesitated, and said: "Be careful, or you just wait in front, I will definitely pass the ball to you. You do this The risk is too great, as you can see, this is the way Chinese players play, although it is better than Koreans, but..."

"Cough... Endo-san, how the opponent plays is not up to us to decide."

Gao Yuyang admitted that what the other party said was true, but why did he feel instinctively uncomfortable when he heard these words.

"I mean it's too risky, you haven't seen football like this in Japan." Endo Yasuhito frowned slightly: "I know you want to help me relieve the pressure, but I can still handle it, you should still be a good striker It's time to do it!"

Gao Yuyang went up and patted him on the shoulder: "How can there be no risk on the field? There is no risk if you are replaced. Endo-san, you still treat me as a rookie? Also, if you can't hold on, just say, I am not I'm helping you, but we're going to win!"

On the sidelines, Miyamoto Hengjing secretly breathed a sigh of relief seeing that Gao Yuyang was still full of energy.

"Gao Sang is really worrying, old man, will he have any problems?" Assistant coach Endo Hiroshi turned to ask Miyamoto Tsuneyasu with a worried expression on his face.

"Do we have any other options? If so, I will definitely replace him now." Tsuneyasu Miyamoto's face was not very good-looking, but he forced a joke: "At this time, we can only have confidence in him. Nothing can break him... unless God is jealous of his performance."

There is not much time left for Gamba Osaka.

Although Gao Yuyang made several very threatening counterattacks with his personal ability, most of the time, the ball was still controlled by Guangzhou Evergrande. tactics.

He is a pragmatic guy. At the 75-minute physical point of the game, the score was still 2:1. This total score is enough to ensure that the team advances to the final. Mei Fang, the defender, consolidated the defense in the backcourt.

This was an adjustment for Gao Yuyang. He predicted that Gamba Osaka would never give up willingly, and Gao Yuyang would definitely rush forward first.

Tsuneyasu Miyamoto also replaced Takashi Usami, who was nearly overdrawn, with the 19-year-old young striker Sou Hirao.

Three forwards VS five defenders, after 10 minutes, this is the final decisive moment.

Scolari still showed the judgment ability of a world-class coach. All three strikers of Gamba Osaka were in the middle, and Gao Yuyang was at the front. What? Go! Go! Save your strength for the bed?"

His whole body was shaking, shouting and rushing up bravely, and the two striker teammates rushed up under his instigation.

Scolari copied his hands, he was happy to see such a scene, as long as he seized a chance, it is entirely possible to completely kill the game... He copied his hands, showing the eyes of an old fox.

Feng Xiaoting received a cross pass from Jin Yingquan, looked up at Gao Yuyang, deliberately stopped the ball and stepped on it, and gave Gao Yuyang a provocative look.

He didn't pass the ball, and Gao Yuyang didn't move. In the fierce rhythm of Gao's confrontation, the two looked at each other strangely.

"Huh? Feng Xiaoting..."

He Wei was also a little surprised, but before he finished speaking, Feng Xiaoting took the lead and passed the ball to Mei Fang on the left.

No one can speculate on Feng Xiaoting's mental activities at this moment without using a normal push. Maybe he thinks that doing so is audacious, and Gao Yuyang doesn't dare to come up to snatch it.

But just after he kicked the ball, Gao Yuyang took a big step at the right time, raised his right leg high, directly intercepted the ball in the air, and stopped the ball forward along the way, leaving a step to start the acceleration space.

After Gao Yuyang stopped the ball, he glanced at Feng Xiaoting and smiled secretly: I thought you could hang the door directly!I'm ready for the expression, you show me this?

That's it?

Ha ha!

I have been trained by the old man every day for several years. If I don't practice well, I will be slapped.

than this?Lao Tzu is Tong-Zi Gong!

……

"Hey! Feng Xiaoting's pass was intercepted by Gao Yuyang!"

"Gao Sang! Accurate prediction, this is a rare opportunity!"

Scolari's confident smile froze on his face. After two seconds, he turned his back and slapped his palm hard.

Gao Yuyang seized this opportunity and went all the way to the front of the penalty area. He looked up, kicked his feet on the spot, and bombarded the door heavily!
The moment he swung his legs, the legs of the three defenders Feng Xiaoting, Jin Yingquan, and Mei Fang slid at the same time, sweeping towards Gao Yuyang's left supporting leg.

"boom!"

"what!"

With two clear sounds, the ball was kicked out with sufficient force, and Gao Yuyang screamed and was knocked down on the spot.

"Gao Yuyang, shoot!"

"Gao Sang! Shoot! At the same time, he was fouled again!"

All the commentators have different emotions and different positions, but they all focus on this shot.

The strength was strong enough, and the angle was sharp enough. Zeng Cheng straightened his arms, flew up, and tried his best to reach the upper left corner of the goal.He felt that he had never been able to fly so high as a goalkeeper in his life. In the end, he felt that he was not good enough, so he gritted his teeth and forced his arm up a centimeter.

With a distance of just one centimeter, his fingertips touched the bottom of the football, changed the ball's trajectory, hit the crossbar hard, and popped out of the goal.

"Zeng Cheng! The world-class save blocked Gao Yuyang's world-class shot! This time he saved Guangzhou Evergrande!"

The commentator was very excited, and the surrounding stands applauded like thunder.

After all, it is Guangzhou Evergrande's home court. At this time, no one pays attention to Gao Yuyang with a distorted face.

In the end, it was the Gamba players who noticed something strange.

"Gao Sang, are you injured?"

"How are you feeling, Gao Sang?"

Endo Yasuhito has already started gesturing to the coach's dugout, asking the team doctor to enter the field.

Miyamoto Hengjing obviously also saw Gao Yuyang limping, so he didn't dare to neglect, and hurriedly asked the team doctor to enter the field.

Gao Yuyang smiled and waved his hands: "No, Endo-san, I'm fine."

"Injury is not a trivial matter, Gao Sang!" Endo Yasuhito didn't listen to Gao Yuyang this time: "According to my observation, the lightest thing you have is a muscle strain, and it is very likely to be a torn ligament. You must not do it again." Persist!"

Yasuhito Endo reached out to help, but Gao Yuyang shook off his hand: "Thank you for your kindness, but, Endo-san, why didn't I know that your family is still a medical family?"

"Ah? No." Endo Yasuhito didn't react.

"Haha! Then what you said is so sure, it's true." Gao Yuyang smiled: "Except for the doctor, no one knows his own situation better than the patient. It's just a small problem, and it doesn't get in the way."

Immediately another teammate came up to persuade him: "Gao Sang, it's not like you are strong-willed, you should let the team doctor take a look."

"That's right, Gao Sang, maybe we can still score without you!"

Gao Yuyang's face was calm: "You are all right, but now I want to win."

He rushed to the field and made a gesture to stop the substitution, indicating that he could still persist.

"Gao Sang is really crazy! Miyamoto, must he be replaced this time?" Assistant coach Endo Hiroshi was always worried.

Miyamoto Hengjing turned his head and glanced at the big screen in the stadium: "It's only a few minutes, let's observe again."

"But..." Endo Hiroshi was about to say something, Miyamoto Tsunesuke glanced back at him: "Trust Takasan. He wants to win, old man, you don't want us to just go home like this? Who knows next season what kind?"

Hengjing Miyamoto squinted his eyes, and stared deeply at Gao Yuyang's back on the court: I don't know if I can keep my main striker next season!
At the last moment, all the defensive players of Guangzhou Evergrande were surrounded in the penalty area.

Endo Yasuhito took a corner kick, Gao Yuyang was in the center of the penalty area, and under the attack of two defensive players, he jumped up with all his strength and shook his head to the lower left corner.

It's a pity that Zeng Cheng blocked the ball out of the baseline again.

"Gao Sang—ah! The goalkeeper of the Guangzhou team today is like a god!"

Gao Yuyang squatted in the penalty area again when he landed.

"Gao Sang, is it still okay?"

"Leave me alone, Endo-san! Go ahead and continue taking corner kicks, we're running out of time!"

Endo Yasuhito nodded, and shouted as he ran towards the corner flag area: "It's all passed to Gao Sang's head, remember!"

At the last moment, this was almost a clear tactic. Guangzhou Evergrande also had four defensive players clinging to Gao Yuyang.Apparently they also saw that Gao Yuyang was persevering despite his injuries, so they just needed to stick to him and not let him move.

"The long-range shot just now seems to have injured Gao Yuyang, but he is still persisting. However, there is not much time left for Gamba Osaka."

Endo Yasuhito took a corner kick, and an extremely exaggerated scene could be seen in the penalty area: four red figures sandwiched the blue Gao Yuyang in the middle, clearing the ball again and again.

The game time entered the last minute, and the fourth official had already raised a sign on the sidelines: 1 minutes of extra time.

"How come it's only 3 minutes? There were so many fouls by the Guangzhou team in the second half, 5 minutes is not an exaggeration."

"This is unfair to Gamba!"

"Damn! The AFC is doing this for money, to take care of the Chinese teams and the market! Evil local tyrants!"

Tsuneyasu Miyamoto walked up to the fourth official in a rare way, and pointed to the time with his finger: "Why only 3 minutes? How much time did they waste in the second half with fouls?"

However, the fourth official shrugged: I just follow the arrangement and do things, it has nothing to do with me!

……

"In the last 3 minutes, Gao Sang was still on the court! For Gao Sang's efforts, please believe in the miracle of victory in Gamba! Gamba still has a chance!"

Maeda Kenji tried his best to encourage Gamba, while He Wei, who occupied a large commentary seat not far from him, was equally excited.

"The whole game is in stoppage time! Now the offense is not the most important thing, this is a contest of willpower. Including the striker, just take it back and hold it - 3 minutes!"

Gamba Osaka's offense began to hit high balls into the penalty area again and again, and the crowd in front of the goal turned their backs.

In the last minute, Zheng Zhi kicked the ball back to the backcourt. Yasuhito Endo ran to the backcourt to control the ball. He took a look at the penalty area and rushed to the middle circle to direct long-distance guidance. The goal was Gao Yuyang.

But now Gao Yuyang is surrounded by three players - Feng Xiaoting is pulling his shoulders on the left, Jin Yingquan is pulling his jersey from behind, and the right back Zhang Linpeng is a little taller, but he is still hanging on Gao Yuyang.

In this way, Gao Yuyang still jumped up with all his strength on the spot, just like the cooperation with Endo Yasuhito when he first joined the team.During this leap, Gao Yuyang exhausted all his strength.

Meanwhile, the referee is already looking at his watch.

Seeing how high Yuyang jumped and hit the ball accurately, all the commentators roared with all their might

"It's Gao Yuyang again, under the attack of three people - header!!!"

"Gao Sang! Header!!!!"

"Will there be a miracle?"

"Will this be a lore?"

Gao Yuyang overcame the temporary pain, ignoring the opponent's full strength, relying on his excellent waist and abdomen strength, he dominated the air and shook his head!shoot!
"Let me in!"

Gao Yuyang let out a roar, his face was flushed red, the veins on his neck were bulging, and he was almost kneeling on the turf staring at the ball.

He has tried his best, and even made an anti-physics move in the air at the last moment.

The ball rolled in a straight line to the dead corner, Zeng Cheng stretched out his arms and lunged sideways, but it seemed a little bit worse.

"Ah! Is the ball—going in?"

"Oops! Dangerous, dangerous!"

The two commentators standing in different positions felt their hearts beating wildly at a rate of at least ninety beats per minute.

Some neutral commentators from other countries stood up.

However, the moment the ball crossed the goal line, a toe suddenly appeared on the goal line, and gently hooked the ball out...

"Beautiful! Beautiful! Feng Xiaoting's crucial rescue!" An experienced commentator like He Wei was almost out of breath.

"Ah——" Maeda Kenji could only draw a long tone, he didn't know how to express his feelings.

Zheng Zhi followed up and kicked the ball to the backcourt.

"I'm going to Nima!"

Gao Yuyang stared blankly at the goal. He was not excited at the moment, but just cursed softly.

beep!
beep!
beep!
The referee whistled three long whistles and circled his fingers. Accompanied by the cheers of the audience, the conclusion of the two rounds of semi-finals was sealed.

Gao Yuyang sat paralyzed in the penalty area, where he just shot the goal, now he is covering his ankle, and now he really can't hold on anymore.

Glancing at the big screen, 2:1, the score of the home team is also the total score of the two rounds, which means that this season's own AFC Champions League is over.

Glancing at the teammates around him, almost everyone was slumped on the court, in exactly the same posture as himself, staring blankly at the home team celebrating the victory in front of him.

Gao Yuyang really wanted to cheer up a few words, but he found that he couldn't say anything when the words came to his mouth.

Keeping his eyes on the goal, he couldn't figure out how he could miss three chances to kill.

Before he could figure it out, he saw Coach Miyamoto slowly walk into the court, passed everyone, and squatted down in front of him: "Can you still go, Gao Sang?"

"Coach... I'm sorry." Gao Yuyang moved his lips for a long time, and finally said these three words, which was so unaccustomed to him, but at this time his eyes were red, and his voice was a little choked up.

To his surprise, Coach Miyamoto, who has always been serious about the game, smiled, took him over, leaned his head on his shoulder, and slapped his back hard again and again.

This is the comfort between men, the power to give each other support and trust.

"No need to say sorry, Gao Sang. You broke the event record tonight, your performance tonight was a championship level, you are the winner tonight, conquering everyone. I should say sorry, we are still too young, Gamba Still not strong enough to let you go to the end, sorry."

The Gamba fans in the stands were reluctant to leave for a long time. Everyone saw their best stars and coach hugging each other, which hurt their nerves more than watching their opponents wantonly celebrate their victory.

Some fans began to hold up the flag in their hands with all their strength, and there was a big "win" on it.

"Gao-sang!"

"Gao-sang!"

"Gao-sang!"

This is the way of Gamba fans, telling Gao Yuyang that he is also the winner tonight.

Among these fans, Ishikawa Kasumi lowered his head, and tears rolled down the corners of his eyes.

(End of this chapter)