Chapter 37: Zwolle's Head Coach: Underestimating Your Opponent Will Make You Pay the Price!

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【A 16-year-old Asian? Is Ten Hag out of his mind?】

【You probably don't watch much football, do you? Tang is quite formidable; he's the best at bluffing I've ever seen.】

【Actually, I also prefer watching Tang play, but I think Utrecht should keep a lower profile.】

【If an Asian starts, Utrecht's winning streak will be broken!】

【Zwolle, forward!】

Opinions on Ten Hag's decision were severely divided on Twitter.

Fans generally believed it was still too hasty to start Tang Ye, and those supporting this view constituted the vast majority.

There were also some fans who supported Ten Hag, believing that Utrecht should give young players a chance right now.

However, fans supporting Tang Ye as a starter were ultimately just a minority.

It didn't matter; Chinese fans had already been pushed to a climax by Ten Hag's single move!

Erik Ten Hag?

No!

Erik Saint Ten Hag!

In the locker room, Tang Ye gripped the hem of his shirt, his expression somewhat nervous.

He was about to purchase a bottle of Vardy Red Bull worth 5 Counterattack Points, which meant he had to secure at least one assist in today's match.

Otherwise, it would be a loss!

"You're finally getting nervous; I thought you wouldn't be."

Seeing Tang Ye's state, Ten Hag walked over with a smile: "If you can't handle the pressure psychologically, or if anything goes wrong, just give me a hand signal."

Tang Ye shook his head: "I will finish the match."

On the other side, Zwolle's head coach Ormond walked into the press conference with a grave expression.

Click!

Click-click!

"Ormond, Utrecht will field a youth team player as a starter in today's match; do you know Tang? He is only 16 years old!"

The press conference scene was lively; everyone wanted to see Ormond's opinion on Ten Hag's lineup.

"No explanation needed; this is an insult, an insult to us."

Ormond's complexion was not good: "I know their ranking is higher than ours, but that is no reason for them to field a 16-year-old as a starter, especially since that 16-year-old is a yellow-skinned person!"

Ormond looked angrily at the camera: "They have underestimated us, and they will pay the price for this!"

The meaning behind the Zwolle head coach's words was already very clear.

He admitted his team's league points were inferior to Utrecht's, but he did not admit that Zwolle was worse than Utrecht.

Ten Hag suddenly promoting a 16-year-old player clearly indicated he had lost his rationality amidst their winning streak.

Ten Hag wanted to humiliate Zwolle!

Ormond had to fight back!

【You have purchased Vardy's Red Bull】

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"OK, hurry up and come in, hurry up and come in; the live stream preview was posted half an hour ago, yet you all insist on entering only at this moment."

Watching the viewer count in the live stream gradually rise, Wang Chao breathed a huge sigh of relief.

He had posted the preview in the QQ group half an hour ago, but the live stream had shown little reaction; Wang Chao had even thought these guys had found new loves!

But now it seemed these Bean Warriors were simply too busy, not entering the live stream until the match was about to begin.

"I've already explained the two teams in the group, so I won't introduce them further; Utrecht, Utrecht is starting their attack!"

Ten Hag was a coach who bullied the weak and feared the strong; since today's opponent was not strong, he had deployed a formation leaning more towards offense.

4-3-1-2, with Haller and Di Di Bala leading the front line, and Tang Ye positioned as the attacking midfielder.

Ten Hag pushed Tang Ye's position forward; this way, if Tang Ye made a mistake, it wouldn't directly threaten their own goal!

In the 12th minute of the match, Zwolle gained possession, and midfielder Braam capitalized on Ramseelaar's mistake.

A through ball was played forward to Marinus!

The Utrecht players sensed danger, with Jansen and Strieder both running forward simultaneously.

Jansen charged at Marinus, while Strieder charged at Becker, who represented Marinus's most likely passing option.

Because Strieder blocked Marinus's best passing route, Marinus could only stop temporarily to observe.

In a high-level match like the Eredivisie, stopping to think is fatal, and Marinus soon paid the price.

Jansen and Ramseelaar, who had run back from behind, executed a combination play, successfully completing the tackle.

Awesome!

Tang Ye clapped and cheered, starting to find open space to support Ramseelaar. Ramseelaar did not pass the ball to Tang Ye, because Haller on the left wing had already reached the offside line.

Utrecht's top scorer had already run into open space; Ramseelaar had to pass!

Slap!

"Utrecht launches a long pass from the back; Haller! Haller controls the ball."

"Hiss, the control wasn't very good, but the Zwolle defender is still some distance away from him, so Haller's possession is relatively safe."

"After gaining control, he moves toward the center himself!"

Although the defense was somewhat lacking, Utrecht's counter-attack was still executed quite smoothly.

"Cut inside, Haller!"

Seeing this, Balazite began drifting toward the center.

Facing the defense of Zwolle's two center-backs, Balazite picked a good position.

Haller tapped the ball to Balazite, then made a run into the penalty area.

!

Balazite spotted the opportunity and played a perfect through-ball into the box; Haller received it again.

A textbook one-two!

This is the chemistry between Haller and Balazite!

"Haller, shoot!"

"Goal!"

"1:0!!!"

Wang Chao hammered his keyboard in celebration.

Everyone had favored Utrecht in this match, so naturally, they were delighted now that Haller had scored.

But there was a problem.

Where is my King Tang?

The director understood where the hype lay; right after Haller's goal, he cut the camera to Tang Ye.

Fourteen minutes, six touches, four seconds of possession, zero percent involvement in attacks.

Not bad!

This is very King-like!

【I think this director is asking for a scolding; how dare he blacken my Brother Meng?】

【Brother Meng is a hard-working player who doesn't rely on stats; just wait and see his performance from here on!】

【Exactly; although my Brother Meng lacks talent, his effort is absolutely first-class!】

【Just wait for the second half; Tang Ye is an endurance-type player; we just need to counterattack once the opposition runs out of stamina.】

The match entered the second half with the score still at 0:1; throughout the entire first half, Tang Ye had barely appeared on screen.

However, in truth, Ten Hag felt rather reassured by Tang Ye's lack of screen time.

If a sixteen-year-old player outperforms everyone else on the team during a match, then that team is basically done for.

At the fifty-fifth minute, Ayoub on the substitutes' bench began warming up.

Damn it, don't do this!

Tang Ye felt somewhat nervous.

He hadn't even broken even yet!

Just three minutes after Ten Hag ordered Ayoub to warm up, Zwolle executed a very effective wing penetration.

The speed was so fast that before Tang Ye could even run back, the opposition had already reached the byline.

"Zwolle's center-forward is dribbling, passing to Marinus."

"It's a bit close to the goal, but no need to panic; Utrecht still has quite a few defenders in position."

"Van der Mareel steps up."

"Okay, Van der Mareel, as Utrecht's starting center-back, is preparing to resolve the team's crisis!"

"A tackle!"

"Van der Mareel is still trying to recover!"

"Van der Mareel has been shown a red card!"

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(End of Chapter)