Zwolle Manager: Underestimating Your Opponent Comes at a Price!

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A 16-year-old Asian? Was ten Hag out of his mind?

You probably don't watch much football. Tang was pretty good—he was the best player at getting lucky shots I'd ever seen.

Actually, I like watching Tang play too, but I think Utrecht should still keep a lower profile.

If an Asian starts, Utrecht's winning streak is going to end!

Come on, Zwolle!

Opinions on ten Hag's decision were sharply divided on Twitter.

Most fans felt it was still too soon to start Tang Ye, and those supporting that view made up the overwhelming majority.

Some fans supported ten Hag, believing Utrecht should give young players opportunities now.

Still, the fans supporting Tang Ye's start were ultimately only a minority. That was fine—Chinese fans had already been whipped into a frenzy by ten Hag!

Erik ten Hag? No! Saint Erik ten Hag! In the locker room, Tang Ye gripped the hem of his shirt, looking somewhat nervous.

He was about to buy a bottle of Vardy's Red Bull for 5 comeback points, which meant he had to get at least one assist in today's match.

Otherwise, it would all be a loss! "You're finally getting nervous. I thought you never would."

Seeing Tang Ye like this, ten Hag walked over with a smile. "If you can't handle it mentally, or if anything feels wrong, just give me a signal."

Tang Ye shook his head. "I'll finish the match."

Elsewhere, Zwolle manager Omond entered the press conference with a stern expression.

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Click, click!

"Omond, Utrecht will be starting an academy player today. Do you know Tang? He's only sixteen!"

The press conference was lively, and everyone wanted to hear Omond's thoughts on ten Hag's lineup.

"There's no need to explain it. This is an insult—an insult to us."

Omond's expression darkened. "I know they're higher than us in the standings, but that is no reason for them to start a sixteen-year-old player. What's more, that sixteen-year-old is Asian!"

Omond glared angrily into the cameras. "They've underestimated us, and they'll pay the price for it!"

Zwolle's manager had made his meaning clear.

He admitted that his team had fewer league points than Utrecht, but he refused to admit that Zwolle were inferior to Utrecht.

Ten Hag suddenly putting a sixteen-year-old player in the lineup was clearly a sign that he had lost his mind amid their winning streak.

Ten Hag wanted to humiliate Zwolle!

Omond had to strike back!...

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"Okay, get in here, hurry up! The livestream announcement goes out in half an hour, and you guys had to show up now."

Watching the viewer count gradually rise in the livestream room, Wang Chao let out a huge sigh of relief.

He had posted an announcement in the QQ group half an hour ago, but there had been barely any response in the stream. Wang Chao had thought these guys had found someone new!

But now it seemed that the Bean Warriors were simply too busy. They would not enter the livestream room until the match was about to begin.

"I already explained the two teams in the group, so I won't introduce them further. Utrecht—Utrecht are attacking!"

Ten Hag was a coach who bullied the weak and feared the strong. Today's opponent was not particularly strong, so he had set up a more attack-minded formation.

A 4-3-1-2, with Haller and Balazhit up front and Tang Ye left in the attacking midfield role.

Ten Hag had pushed Tang Ye further forward, so even if Tang Ye made a mistake, it would not directly threaten his own goal!

In the 12th minute, Zwolle gained possession, with midfielder Brama capitalizing on Ramselaar's mistake.

A through ball went forward to Marinus!

Utrecht's players sensed trouble, and Janssen and Strieder both sprinted forward.

Janssen charged toward Marinus, while Strieder ran at Becker, Marinus's most likely passing option.

With Strieder cutting off Marinus's best passing lane, Marinus could only stop and assess the situation.

In a high-level competition like the Eredivisie, stopping to think was fatal, and Marinus quickly paid the price.

Janssen combined with Ramselaar, who had tracked back from behind, and successfully won the ball.

Awesome! Tang Ye clapped in approval and began searching for open space to support Ramselaar.

Ramselaar did not pass to Tang Ye, because Haller on the left had already reached the offside line.

Utrecht's top scorer had found space, and Ramselaar had to make the pass!

Smack! "Utrecht send a long ball from the back—Haller! Haller brings it down!"

"Ah, not a great touch, but the Zwolle defender is still some distance away. Haller's possession is fairly safe."

"After controlling it, he drives into the middle himself!"

Although their defending had been somewhat shaky, Utrecht's counterattack had flowed smoothly.

Haller cut inside!

Balazhit saw it and began drifting toward the middle.

Facing the two Zwolle center-backs, Balazhit picked out a good position.

Haller knocked the ball to Balazhit, then ran into the penalty area.

Balazhit spotted the opening and slid a through ball into the box. Haller got the ball again.

A textbook one-two!

That was the understanding between Haller and Balazhit! "Haller, a placed shot!"

"Goal!"

"1:0!!!"

Wang Chao hammered his keyboard in celebration.

Everyone had generally favored Utrecht in this match, so of course they were happy to see Haller score.

But there was one problem.

Where was our King Tang?

The director understood what drew attention. After Haller scored, he cut the camera to Tang Ye.

Six touches in fourteen minutes, four seconds of possession, 0% attacking involvement.

Not bad!

That's just like a king!

I think this director deserves a scolding. How dare he slander our Lucky Bro?

Lucky Bro is a hardworking player. He doesn't live off statistics—just watch his performance from here on out!

Exactly. Although our Lucky Bro doesn't have much talent, his work ethic is absolutely first-rate!

Wait for the second half. Tang Ye is an endurance-type player. Once the other side runs out of stamina, he can counterattack.

The match went into the second half with the score still at 0:1. Tang Ye had barely appeared on camera throughout the entire first half.

But in truth, ten Hag was more reassured when Tang Ye had no presence in the match.

If a sixteen-year-old player performed better than the other players on the team, then that team was basically GG.

In the 55th minute, Ayoub on the bench began warming up.

Damn it, don't do this! Tang Ye grew nervous.

He had not even broken even yet! Three minutes after ten Hag sent Ayoub to warm up, Zwolle produced a very good attacking move down the flank.

It was so fast that Tang Ye had not even started tracking back before the opponents reached the byline.

"Zwolle's striker is carrying the ball, passes it to Marinus."

"It's a bit close to goal, but there's no need to panic. Utrecht still have plenty of defenders back."

"Van der Maarel steps up."

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

"A sliding tackle!"

"Van der Maarel is still making moves!"

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