Looking at the Turin formation that is still strengthening the defense on both sides, Ranier feels very uncomfortable.
Although this is more conducive to my own performance, I always feel that I have not been taken seriously.
"Continue to pass it on to me!"
Ranier yelled at Habr, since Turin feels that he is not a threat, then he will prove to them that in addition to the frontcourt organization, he is also a good breakthrough player.
Hoffenheim's offense continued.
This is a young team, fully inherited the temperament of young people, and the offense is extremely aggressive.
Especially when the two sides were restricted, Ranier became the main breakthrough point.
His dribbling is extremely sharp, and with Habbr's pass, he can always tear through Turin's defense.
Turin is also extremely depressed. The steel defense they have always been famous for has been ravaged by Hoffenheim time and time again.
Although they have been fully vigilant against Hoffenheim's offense, they still cannot stop these guys.
They can clearly feel that even in the entire Champions League team, Hoffenheim's offense is one of the best.
Looking at the entire Hoffenheim, this is a partial student in the eyes, the offense is extremely sharp, and the defense is as bad as it is.
Hoffenheim's offense continued, but they were always unable to score.
Although Turin's defense was shaky, it resisted tenaciously.
On the other hand, Hoffenheim's physical exertion is serious due to the intense offensive rhythm.
Habr also understands this. He feels that it is necessary to slow down the rhythm. If he continues to play like this, it is likely to give the opponent a chance to counterattack.
Habr understands, but it does not mean that Cavedo in Turin does not understand.
Kavido saw the strangeness in Hoffenheim. As an experienced veteran, he understood that Hoffenheim wanted to slow down the rhythm.
But he won't agree!
"Go up! Fight for it!"
Kavido roared angrily, and immediately took the lead and killed him directly.
At the same time, the Turin players also began to sweep wildly in the backcourt.
This caught Hoffenheim by surprise for the severely exhausted Hoffenheim.
The choice of this time point is too good, and Hoffenheim is in a situation where the successor is weak, and it is difficult for Hoffenheim to organize manpower.
"Passback! Postback!"
Habr yelled anxiously.
He saw that Ravens had been double-teamed by three people, and there was no gap at all.
In the next second, Kavito has already run out with the ball.
Seeing this, Habr was shocked, turned his head and shouted; "Return to defense!"
At the same time, he ran back.
But the legs are not as fast as the ball.
He could only watch helplessly as the ball flew over his head and landed precisely in front of Roquel.
Piani is desperately defending, but Roquel is not a common man. This guy directly and arrogantly squeezes Piani aside with his body, and then firmly controls the ball.
Piani was in a hurry.
This is the second time he was single eaten by Roquel.
As a defensive player defending Roquel alone, Piani understands how bad his performance is.
But he has nothing to do, the current him is not Roquel's opponent at all.
Whether it is technique or body, there is a big difference.
What he can do now is to run as much as possible, using running to put a little bit of pressure on Roquel.
But Roquel is not that kind of rookie.
In the dribbling, Roquel could feel Piani, who was getting closer and closer, but he made a lateral run, just in front of Piani.
Piani was forced to slow down and fell behind Roquel again.
At this time, Roquel had already come to the penalty area line on the right.
This is already within Roquel's range.
"Block the angle! Don't attack, don't panic!"
Yuta Fukuoka yelled, now he is more nervous than anyone else, but he has to calm down forcibly.
He glanced at the middle. Tedal was on one side of Semedo, and there were people guarding the back point, so there was basically no room for passing the ball.
Yuta Fukuoka turned his head around again, lowered his body slightly, his muscles tensed, and he was ready to fight at any time.
The situation in the arena is at stake, and the Italian commentator is also very nervous at this timeOK.
"Roquel! Roquel has come within his range, what will he do?"
The next second, the Italian commentator suddenly roared; "Shoot! A very sudden shot, very fast."
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Yuta Fukuoka fell to the ground. He turned his head to look at the ball in the goal and slapped the ground bitterly.
In the penalty area, Piani looked dull.
He looked down at his legs, his eyes glazed over.
The shot just now was indeed hit by his right leg and refracted.
He wanted to help the team to clear the siege, but failed, instead causing interference to the goalkeeper.
This is an own goal!
At this moment, Piani felt that the whole world was collapsing.
"Oops!! Torino scored!"
Dix hugged his head and said helplessly: "The ball hit Piani's right foot and was refracted. This is an own goal!"
As he spoke, he played back in slow motion.
It can be clearly seen through slow motion that when Roquel shot, Yuta Fukuoka had already reacted, found the landing point, and saved the past.
From a point of view, there is a high probability that it can be saved.
But at this time, Piani's sudden appearance disrupted everything.
The ball hit the right leg of Piani, who was not braking in time, and refracted into the net.
Even Fukuoka Yuta was unable to make a second save when the center of gravity of the body was completely shifted.
He could only watch helplessly as the ball went into the net.
After watching the whole process, Dix frowned; "Piani took the initiative, he understands his positive attitude to block, but sometimes it is necessary to provide the goalkeeper with a broad vision, and he can choose to trust the goalkeeper."
"However, compared to these, I am more worried about the psychological trauma of this own goal for this teenager!"
Piani was in a daze.
His eyes were blank and his expression was stiff. He just looked down at his right foot with a dazed look on his face.
At this moment, his heart was incomparably tormented.