"Confidence, extremely strong confidence. Wolfsburg's attack was very sharp. They seemed to be unable to see the defensive space behind them, or they didn't think their opponents could survive this attack."

Liu Jianhong recalled the goal in the commentary. He had to admire Aminfei and his team's courage. Looking at the Piacenza players standing with their waists on the court, Wolfburg's attack had obviously shaken their confidence.

You know, this is not a goal that was caught by the opponent and made a mistake and hit the soul, but a forced goal with all Wolfsburg players pressed on it.

Except for the two on the front line, the other members of the Piacenza team were all involved in this defense, but they still did not defend themselves.

In this way, the players cannot help but wonder if they are really not as powerful as their opponents.

"What are you doing!"

Conte, on the sidelines, immediately discovered the bad signs of the players. He hurriedly shouted loudly to remind the team: "Everyone stands for me and prepares to kick off, but the game is not over yet!"

Under the supervision of the coach, the team's strong ability to bear the team reacted first. As Naingran received a ball from Miranda in the midfield and passed it to Cassia, Piacenza's team stood in their respective positions again.

Although the frustration just now was very uncomfortable, Piacenza's players quickly adjusted after falling behind with just one goal.

Maybe the goal just now was just a sudden outbreak from the opponent. In short, if you just fall behind, you can still get back if you fight.

"Okay, you can see that the players of both teams have already stood on the court."

Liu Jianhong started speaking after both teams stood up again: "Wolfsburg became more morale after celebrating with his fans."

On the court, the Piacenza team could read a hint of disdain from the eyes of the opponents facing each other. This feeling made the players very angry, and this was one of the rare things they were despised by their opponents on the court.

"Shh!!!"

"Okay, the game has begun, Cassia took the ball!"

The moment the ball was opened, the two teams began to fall into fierce competition again. After almost just passing the ball through the middle and backcourt of their homes, Piacenza couldn't wait to attack the opponent.

Confidence has been hit, and the best way is to find it back wherever it is lost. If the score can be tied as soon as possible, the morale of the Piacenza team will inevitably improve significantly.

Unfortunately, Wolfsburg seemed unwilling to give them this opportunity. After Aminfei took the lead with lightning speed, he directly directed the team to complete the change of the formation.

"The two midfielders in the front of Wolf Castle have returned to the backcourt, and they have started to work hard on defense again."

Looking at Wolfsburg, who seemed to be at ease under the suppression of Piacenza, Liu Jianhong had no doubt that this was not the first time this team did such a thing.

Compared to the relaxed and natural Wolf Castle, Piacenza's situation is a little short of a moment. After a long time of failure, the impetuousness that Conte was worried about in Piacenza's team finally gradually emerged.

"Shh!"

A sharp whistle came from the field. Due to the opponent's unsightly defensive position and the constant harassment on the verge of fouls, Cassia, as a member of the team's forward, could no longer bear it.

He burst out after Santana once again pulled the corner of his clothes and caused him to lose his center of gravity as he turned around and broke through.

“Fuck you!”

He didn't understand German or speak Italian. After turning around, Cassia directly pushed up the cow with Santana, and then glared at the other party and sent his heart's greetings in international English.

“Shit!”

Santana clearly understood, and he pushed back without showing any weakness, not much size compared to Cassia.

"Shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

The referee on the field rushed over immediately, glaring at the troublemakers, the two men who were making trouble decisively took out two yellow cards: "I don't allow you to make trouble in my game!"

"Casia, stay calm."

Girardino rushed over immediately. He hugged Casia and pulled him back, reminding him of his current situation: "We are still behind!"

Although Cassia has a temper, she also knows the importance of it. When the team is behind, he is not qualified to waste everyone's time.

"Okay, Alberto, you don't have to pull me."

After shook Girardino's hand away, Cassia returned to her position angrily.

"Uh, a little episode."

Liu Jianhong in the commentary also paused: "But through this conflict, we can also feel that the atmosphere on the court is becoming less and less friendly."

On the field, the game has continued after the conflict has ended.

However, as Liu Jianhong said, since the conflict between Cassia and Santana occurred, the atmosphere of the game on the court has developed in another direction.

"Shh!"

"Shh!"

"Shh!!!"

The referee's whistle began to keep ringing on the court, and the two teams did not play the smooth attack as smooth as before in the following time, and the game began to be interrupted due to fouls.

"this……"

Liu Jianhong had already frowned: "The players of Piacenza seem to be trapped in the Wolf Castle, and they are making all kinds of meaningless fouls."

"Calm down, calm me down!!!"

On the court, Conte in the coaching area on the sidelines was almost hoarse, but the group of young people in their early twenties seemed to be unable to listen to the coach's words and the game was out of control.

Even Gansuo, who has always been gentle in character, looked at the opponent's opponent with red eyes now, and he kept pulling with him.

“Shit!”

As soon as his shouts fell, Naingran on the field tackled Dzeko in the heart of his midfield. The only thing that is thankful is that after the referee took out a yellow card, Naingran did not continue to have a conflict with Dzeko who deliberately came to provoke trouble.

"Wolf Castle received an indirect free kick, and it's not difficult to send the ball into the penalty area from this position."

After the referee drew an arc on the ground, Wolfsburg's offensive players all passed the free kick position, and Misimovic was already standing in front of the free kick.

"Shh!!!"

"Take it straight away, Misimovic, he drove the ball into the penalty area, Dzeko and Grafit had already rushed in!"

As the home and away fans heard the screams mixed with each other, the next moment, the Piacenza penalty area was in chaos.

“嘘!嘘!!!”

Then, two more sharp whistles were heard, and Grafitt fell into the penalty area in pain.
Chapter completed!