Time flies, and when Piacenza comes out of the locker room and officially heads for his home court, the countdown has already entered the beginning of the game.

Conte's concern did not dissipate because of the players' promise to pat their chests when they left the conference room. He still did not relieve his eyebrows when he brought the team into the home court and began to warm up.

"What's wrong with the coach?"

On the court, the starting players were nervously conducting the final joint training. Liu Feng, as a substitute, did not participate. Standing aside, he noticed the expression of his coach.

"Feng, have you ever experienced failure?"

"Um?"

"Failure is the kind of helpless loss."

Seeing that Liu Feng was a little confused, Conte gestured for a moment.

"Well..." Seeing Conte's serious look, Liu Feng was stunned. After thinking carefully, he nodded: "Since I was defeated by St. Paul when I was in the Santos youth team."

"Ahhh, is it so long?"

He looked at Liu Feng with a smile. After confirming that he was not joking, Conte suddenly realized that the young man in front of him was actually only twenty years old: "Hahaha, it's nothing, I'm just a little worried about this game."

"Uh-huh."

Liu Feng responded simply, and he didn't know what to say for a moment. After all, Conte, who was once a top player, had much more experience than him.

"Okay, you can follow Cassia and the others to practice shooting, you may be replaced at any time in this game."

"Okay." No longer standing and chatting, Liu Feng ran directly to the field after Conte said something. Instead of thinking about it, as a player, he still prefers to communicate with the ball.

...

The warm-up time was not long. When both home and visiting teams were warming up on the court and returning to the locker room, the fans in the stands were already sitting together.

"Hello everyone, CCTV, audience friends!"

When he came to the scene of Leonardo Stadium again, Liu Jianhong was no longer as novel as before. He sat calmly in the commentary seat arranged by the club for him and greeted the audience through the camera.

"You are now watching the live broadcast of Piacenza's home game against Wolfsburg in the third round of the 2009-2010 Champions League group stage. I am Liu Jianhong."

After flipping through the documents in front of him, Liu Jianhong briefly introduced the fans when the two teams had not appeared on the field.

"This is a direct conversation between the defending Bundesliga champion and the defending runner-up of Serie A. Although Ah Feng is not able to enter the starting list, he is likely to still come on as a substitute."

As a Chinese commentator, Liu Jianhong knew very well what fans were concerned about. His words made some fans who had been worried about whether Liu Feng would appear feel a little comforted.

There was not much time to gossip for Liu Jianhong. When huge cheers suddenly sounded in the stands from all directions, the camera cut directly from the commentary seat to the court.

"Okay, we can see that both teams have already played! Because the tones do not conflict in this game, while Piacenza was wearing their home jersey, Wolfsburg also wore their representative green uniforms."

Accompanied by the passionate Champions League theme song, two long dragons with different styles, one red and one green, have been distributed on both sides of the referee group on duty. As the group photo session ended, the two teams quickly dispersed.

"Wolfsburg won the captain's rock-scissors, and they chose to kick off!"

On the court, after a clamor, two forwards of Wolfburg, Dzeko and Grafitte, were already standing in front of the serve point, and the game was about to break out.

"Shh!!!"

With a whistle, the ball ran out.

The next moment, the competition officially began.

"Good spectators, the game has officially begun. After receiving the pass from his teammate, Dzeko directly returned it to the front midfielder Misimovic."

At the beginning, the formation of the two teams was very clear. In addition to Piacenza's 4132, Wolf Castle was 4312.

After placing out the most threatening frontcourt trident, heavy troops were laid in the backcourt. It was obvious that Wolfsburg's new coach Aminfei also conducted detailed research on Piacenza's offensive strength.

In the ten minutes after the opening, both teams performed very restrainedly. The ball was in Wolfburg's backcourt and then went out to the midfield. The main battlefield of the game also moved here at the same time.

"The ball rights are constantly changing hands in the midfield, and neither team has shown a very strong desire to aggression."

Liu Jianhong is not surprised by such a start. After all, it is the Champions League. Sometimes it makes sense to be careful and not make a big mistake: "But the forwards of both teams have already inserted into the opponent's midfield hinterland, and threats can happen at any time."

In fact, that's exactly the case.

When these two teams from different leagues passed the fifteen-minute test period, the intensity of the game began to slowly increase.

In the 20th minute of the game, something completely opposite to what the Piacenza fans who kept shouting loudly at home happened.

It was a stuttering ball from Wolfsburg. Cassia, who received a pass from Naingran in the opponent's midfield, did not get the ball well due to his rough footwork skills and the two midfielders were interfering with the opponent's midfielder Santana, with a decisive shot.

Then Wolfsburg showed everyone the huge advantage of their ability to become the Bundesliga champion - an extremely smooth and gorgeous offense.

"Santana dribbled the ball and inserted it, and he dodged the press and took the ball directly."

As the ball moved, Liu Jianhong kept telling the fans what happened on the court: "The ball hits Misimovic's feet, this is a top passer."

As Liu Jianhong said, Misimovic showed his characteristics to the fullest after he got the ball into the heart of Piacenza's midfield. He immediately sent a very high-level straight pass when Naingran was stuck.

"The beautiful head passes the ball directly, and the ball passes directly through the narrow gap between Ramirez and Naingran. Grafit, he gets the ball!"

The scenes on the court were going too fast. When the fans reacted in just over a dozen seconds, Graffitt, who was dribbling the ball, had already arrived near the arc position of the penalty area.

"Miranda went straight to grab it, Scapelli made up for the position, and Piacenza tried to kill his opponent's attack outside the penalty area."

It has to be said that Piacenza's defense response was still very fast, but unfortunately, the Wolfburg offensive players still made a mistake without being stuck in the ball.

"Grafitte still didn't stick the ball, and a parallel hit! Dzeko on the left followed up and shot directly!!!"

"Bang!!!"

The next moment, Dzeko, who was quickly inserted, drew the ball when Scapelli's blocking was only halfway through.

This was a powerful shot, and it was also an extremely tricky arc ball. The ball passed around the desperate Maurantano in the air and flew into the goal with a swish.

For a moment, the whole Leonardo Stadium was silent.
Chapter completed!