The All-Around Center Forward

Whoa!!!!!!!!

The cheers from the crowd were deafening.

Just three minutes into the game, Thomas Müller's goal gave Germany the lead.

Under these circumstances, the German fans erupted in huge cheers.

From being behind to scoring two consecutive goals and overturning the score, this drama made their adrenaline surge.

Moreover, this time Germany's attack was even more concise and clean.

"Germany never thought of heading directly for goal; their lofted pass to the middle was meant to disrupt our defense, and Klose and Özil's runs forward also had this purpose."

"They disturb the first point with the aim of contesting the second!"

It was Van Stoyak's turn to bite his nails.

"Muller's game reading ability and his magical runs provide strong assistance for this kind of second-ball contention."

Van Stoyak sighed, "We fell for it!"

Bešić also frowned.

Croatia has been rampant in Europe for many years!

In recent years, they have also become the main target for major National Teams to counter and study.

After all these years, it's impossible that nothing has been figured out.

At the very least, Bešić could feel that the game was getting harder and harder to play.

Even with Suker, a strategic super weapon, it was still difficult to utilize him.

Because Germany's strategy against Suker was centered on limiting him; they mainly interfered with the midfield, thus seeking opportunities for counterattacks.

Just like this time.

Modrić was interfered with, causing problems with his passing, and even if Suker stopped the ball, he couldn't shield it.

Germany could immediately form a counterattack after completing their press.

Moreover, their counterattacks were more concise and effective.

"Earlier! Substitute at 50 minutes!"

Bešić felt his plan had been disrupted.

Continuing like this would only make them more passive.

Trying to limit Germany through defense was almost impossible; they needed offensive and counterattacking power.

Germany scored, and two minutes after Croatia kicked off again, Croatia made a substitution.

Löw turned to look.

Perisic came off, Dujmović came on.

Löw clenched his fist tightly.

Just as he thought!

"And the midfield!"

He saw Dujmović run to the right side of the midfield, while Modrić raised his position on the left, forming an inverted triangle midfield setup.

"Guessed it again!"

Löw's heart surged.

He felt this game would go very smoothly.

"Oh my God! The coach guessed it!"

Muller looked at Croatia's adjustments, couldn't help but blink, and secretly rejoiced.

Schweinsteiger also slowly exhaled.

Croatia's substitution developing as they expected was more important than anything else.

"Score another goal!" Schweinsteiger clenched his fist tightly.

Muller nodded.

The game resumed.

After Croatia's substitution, their offensive situation improved quite a bit.

Although Suker was still limited on the left wing, Rakitić could also pose a threat on the right wing.

And after Rakitić's continuous breakthroughs, Mandžukić also started to become active, and Croatia's entire attack became fluid.

"Finally, some improvement!"

Klausevich couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Thanks to Rakitić's breakthroughs on the right wing, Croatia's offense continuously threatened Germany's goal during this period.

This also forced Germany to retreat further.

In the 59th minute, Croatia had a corner kick.

Modrić took the kick, accurately lofting it into the penalty area.

But this corner kick was taken too close to the goal, and Neuer judged it precisely, actively ran out, jumped up, and punched it out with both fists.

He punched the ball away.

The ball landed at Özil's feet; Özil ran and passed it to Podolski, but his peripheral vision caught Muller running forward at high speed on the right.

Özil suddenly threaded the ball through.

Strinić saw Muller about to receive the ball and immediately rushed forward.

"Block the byline, I'll cut off the inside run!"

Under Lovren's shout, Strinić immediately steadied himself and blocked Muller's path to the byline.

Just then, Muller flicked the ball with his foot, as if he was going to change to an inside run.

Lovren's eyes lit up, and he suddenly pushed forward.

Seeing this, Vida immediately warned, "Be careful!"

Too late!

Muller threaded the ball between Lovren and Strinić.

At the same time, Klose ran diagonally forward, meeting the ball and shooting directly from a tight angle.

The shot was powerful, hitting Croatia Goalkeeper Subašić's ankle and deflecting into the net.

In the 61st minute, Germany led Croatia 3:1.

"Goal!! Another goal!!!"

"Klose's tight-angle shot helps us secure the third goal; with a two-goal lead, we are just one step away from the European Cup title!"

At this moment, in the Kyiv Olympic Stadium, all German fans were exhilarated.

They had never felt so close to the championship as they did now.

The German players rushed to Klose even more excitedly, each one wildly piling on top of him, playing a 'human pyramid' in the corner flag area.

The camera also focused on the German players, capturing the moment of this goal.

Soon, the camera shifted.

A close-up of Suker appeared on screen.

Suker looked at his own goal, then turned and walked towards his own half.

His eyes showed no signs of being defeated, but rather a hint of sharpness and heaviness.

It also revealed a hint of ferocity.

In the first and second halves, Croatia's tactics completely failed!

He didn't blame Bešić; after all, tactics are about playing mind games, and Bešić couldn't guarantee that he would win every time or bring an advantage to the team every time.

So far, Bešić had done enough; one mistake couldn't negate him.

However, the game couldn't just end like this.

Tactics are tactics!

Players are players!

Only players who can transcend tactics deserve to be called superstars!

Suker walked over and helped Modrić up, saying in a deep voice:

"We don't have much time left; next, I'll increase my running distance, desperately penetrating their penalty area, and you all be ready to receive!"

Modrić asked, "What are you planning to do?"

Suker turned to look at the German half.

"Germany will defend; next, they will defend stubbornly, we can't waste time, against a compact defense, we have to desperately penetrate, try to get corner kicks, set pieces, preferably penalties!"

"You need to pay attention to diagonal passes into the six-yard box; if there's a chance, pass the ball sharply into the six-yard box to Rakitić!"

With that, Suker turned to look at Bešić.

He found that Bešić was also looking at him.

Suker nodded.

Bešić also nodded in response.

They had no verbal communication, but after many years of understanding, they knew what the other meant.

Suker: 'I want absolute freedom!'

Bešić: 'Granted!'

"What are you two winking about?" Dujmović leaned in.

Suker: "You've come just in time; next, I'll penetrate the box, and after they clear, don't hesitate, just blast it at the goal! If you score, all the food you owe will be waived."

"Wasn't it already waived?" Dujmović asked.

Suker was stunned for a moment, not knowing what to say.

At this moment, Mandžukić walked over.

"If you score, I'll call you Dad!"

Dujmović's eyes lit up.

'I'm fired up!'

"Damn it! This is so frustrating to play, I've been wrestling with those guys all game."

Mandžukić said unhappily, "Anyway, we've played this long, so the remaining time doesn't matter; Suker! I'll clear the way for you!"

Suker nodded firmly: "Don't give up!"

Modrić smiled, "Do you think we're softies?"

Dujmović said fiercely, "Let's kill them!"

Mandžukić: "It's time to play like our lives depend on it!"

Meanwhile, on the other side, the German players retreated joyfully.

A two-goal lead further guaranteed their advantage.

Moreover, with only 29 minutes left in the game, their advantage was quite significant.

This time, they clearly saw the hope of victory.

"The next part is the key!"

Lahm said in a deep voice, "Don't forget the coach's plan; even though we're leading, Croatia's counterattacks will be even more ferocious! And in terms of stamina, we can't outrun them!"

"The longer the time drags on, the more disadvantageous it is for us; now it's time to defend stubbornly! Don't let Croatia score!"

Schweinsteiger nodded emphatically; "Stop Suker!"

Lahm took a deep breath: "Exactly! Stop Suker, let's not be the backdrop again, let's all get on the podium and lift that damned trophy!"

In front of the Croatia coaching bench, Bešić and Van Stoyak both looked troubled.

"The tactics completely failed!"

Van Stoyak also said bitterly, "Löw was more prepared than us, it's not your fault!"

Bešić gave a bitter smile; tactical failure leading to a passive situation, how could it not be his fault.

Given the situation, Bešić had to bear the biggest responsibility.

"I'm still too inexperienced!" Bešić sighed. "Löw countered my information analysis and tactical arrangements. Next time, this won't happen again, I guarantee it!"

"What about now?"

"Now we can only trust them."

With that, Bešić and Van Stoyak fell silent.

They turned to look at Perisic and saw him with a towel over his head, constantly looking down.

He had been like that ever since he was substituted.

They didn't think Perisic was upset because he was substituted.

It must be unwillingness!

After all, he really didn't make an impact throughout the match, but if he had been able to pose a threat on the right wing, Croatia wouldn't have been so passive.

"Let him think it over. Setbacks will make him stronger!"

After Bešić spoke, he turned to look at the field.

At the same time, on the field, Croatia was ready to kick off again.

In the stands, the cheers of the Croatian fans grew even louder, more intense than before.

Despite being behind, they were still cheering and shouting with all their might, encouraging their players.

Fan support is also key to the players' performance.

Suker stepped on the ball, taking deep breaths.

He adjusted his physical condition to the best possible state for the coming time; Croatia would abandon so-called tactics and launch an attack with the most explosive attitude.

They had no retreat. Germany had pushed Croatia to a dead end.

Suker constantly took deep breaths, adjusting his condition.

He needed to focus.

It had been a long time since he had been pushed into such a situation.

A two-goal deficit, with Germany defending deep in their penalty area.

It could be said that quickly equalizing the score was impossible.

They needed to constantly wear down Germany's defense, seek breakthroughs with set pieces, or directly win a penalty.

Suker was thinking about the upcoming match strategy in his mind.

At this moment, the whistle blew.

Suker suddenly opened his eyes, kicked off, and ran forward.

"Mark Suker!"

Sure enough, as soon as Suker entered the opponent's half, the opposition immediately started marking him.

And it was a double mark by Özil and Schweinsteiger.

Damn it!

Suker cursed inwardly and began to move horizontally.

He barely rested!

He constantly ran back and forth between the left wing and the center, trying to shake off the two.

But these two guys were also gritting their teeth, sticking tightly to Suker.

They knew very well that to defeat Croatia, they had to suppress Suker.

Modrić tentatively passed the ball to Suker, who passed it back with one touch.

Immediately, Suker moved higher up the field.

Özil and Schweinsteiger followed him closely.

Suker moved to the wing to get higher, Özil left, but Schweinsteiger and Lahm formed a defensive link.

Suker saw that he couldn't shake them off at all.

Germany's defensive restriction on him had reached a frenzied level.

Suker suddenly leaned back, spreading his arms.

"Pass it over!"

Suker shouted.

Modrić passed the ball towards Suker.

Instantly, Suker felt immense pressure.

To receive the ball while holding off two players at once, the pressure was imaginable.

But Suker's feet were firmly planted, his leg muscles bulging, leaning tightly against the two, and stepping on the ball.

"Push him!"

Lahm shouted.

Just as Schweinsteiger was about to charge in, Suker suddenly sat back, and using that momentum, immediately sprang forward and turned with the ball.

Seeing Suker turn to face the attacking direction, both of them felt nervous.

Suker's left foot was planted, his right foot was slightly raised, constantly moving above the ball.

His upper body also swayed slightly.

Suker stared intently at Schweinsteiger.

Dare you stick out your foot?

Dare you come up and steal?

Come on!

Swish!

Schweinsteiger couldn't hold back, he immediately rushed forward.

Suker's right instep gently tapped, sending the ball to his left foot, and at the same time, his left foot pushed forward, moving past Schweinsteiger to break free.

Soon, Lahm rushed over.

Just then, Suker's right foot planted for support, his left toes touched the top of the ball, and he gently rotated his ankle, aiming for Lahm's legs.

The next second, Suker was inevitably hit in the chest by Lahm, but he had broken free!

Suker put his hands on the ground to prevent himself from falling, and at the same time, pushed forward with his feet.

"Suker!! He's broken free!!"

Klausevich exclaimed.

From extreme stillness to extreme motion, getting past two players in an instant, Suker's dazzling footwork in the confined space made their eyes blur.

The German commentator also exclaimed.

"Stop him!"

As Suker entered the penalty area, it was clear that a large number of German players began to rush towards him.

They couldn't let Suker shoot.

From Suker's angle, he couldn't see any shooting space.

Before the encirclement could fully form, Suker passed the ball horizontally.

Bang!

Boateng suddenly stuck out his leg and cleared the ball away.

The ball flew out of the penalty area and landed in the right flank.

"Mine!!—"

Dujmović roared, he took a stance, met the ball, and swung his right foot fiercely.

Bang!

The ball slammed towards the Germany goal like a cannonball.

However, the ball hit the crowd and finally struck Badstuber's ankle at a very low angle.

A corner kick for Croatia.

"Contest the header!"

"Press him!"

"Watch Suker!"

Everyone was shouting.

At this moment, the match had entered a fever pitch.

Germany wanted to defend to the death!

Croatia wanted to score!

Both teams were fiercely vying for control.

Bang!

Modrić took the kick, and the ball flew towards the center.

Mandžukić and Boateng contested the header, and the ball flew out of the penalty area again.

"Still mine!"

Dujmović roared.

This time, his shooting position was closer, and he took a direct low shot.

The ball drilled through the crowd and fiercely sped towards the Germany goal.

Bang!

Neuer stretched out his right leg, blocking the ball out for another corner kick.

But at this moment, cold sweat was also breaking out on Neuer's forehead.

"Don't let him shoot!!"

Neuer roared.

This was too damn scary.

How could this guy's long-range shooting accuracy be so high?

And, it was full of power!

Lahm's long-range shot was powerful, but it also required adjustment.

But Dujmović simply struck it directly.

Dujmović's two consecutive heroic performances greatly boosted the morale of the Croatian players.

"Create space for Tomi!"

Mandžukić roared.

He felt excited.

There's a chance!

Next, Croatia's attack continued.

They were practically bombarding Germany.

Losing possession?

Then win it back!

Germany wanted to slow down the tempo, but Croatia wouldn't agree.

They couldn't waste a single second!

Suker was desperately trying to penetrate!

Mandžukić and Rakitić were desperately contesting headers!

Modrić was also desperately passing!

Dujmović was desperately taking long shots!

It could be said that Croatia's frenzied attack at this moment was making Germany somewhat overwhelmed.

But time was also slowly ticking away!

81 minutes.

Suker gritted his teeth and continued to charge forward.

Not much time left!

"Mario! Catch it!"

Suker chipped the ball.

Mandžukić couldn't jump high enough; he was held by Boateng, who then jumped and grazed the ball, causing it to land in the right flank of the penalty area.

And there, a familiar roar sounded.

"Get out of the way! This is mine, damn it!"

Dujmović rushed towards the ball like a fierce tiger.

At this moment, the Germany defenders and Goalkeeper's eyelids twitched.

This position was too dangerous!

"Go up!! Block!!—"

Neuer's voice was even a little sharp.

The Germany players rushed forward to block.

"It's chaos!" Klausevich roared, his heart pounding.

He was praying that Dujmović could score.

"Long shot!" (German)

Dujmović roared.

Schweinsteiger hurriedly slid in to block.

Boateng and Badstuber suddenly jumped, increasing their defensive area.

Just then, Dujmović's right foot gently stepped on the ball.

"Tricking you!" Dujmović revealed a triumphant smile.

He gently threaded the ball diagonally forward.

He still remembered Suker and Modrić saying that those who pass and assist are the 'daddies'!

"Get lost!!—"

The white and red checkered jersey fluttered.

Number 9 suddenly came into view.

Suker, in the left side of the six-yard box, suddenly slid forward.

His sole struck the ball, shoveling it into the net.

Wow!!!!!!!!!!!!—

Intense cheers surged, impacting every corner of the stadium.

The high-pitched sound, like a counterattack horn, was deafening!