Genoa Spin

After a brief warm-up, the Sampdoria players' mental state dropped significantly.

The deafening cheers.

The fans' roars.

All of it affected the young sailors.

Even Lombardo, who had been playing well recently, was unusually nervous, and the Westfalenstadion's reputation as a "devil's home ground" was well-earned.

Let alone him, even the players who had reached the Cup Winners' Cup final with the team last year were also a bit tense.

Pezzotti asked with some concern, "Should we adjust the starting lineup again?"

Even after submitting the list, unexpected situations could arise with players, and it was still possible to communicate with the referees to make changes at that point.

"Never mind."

Boskov shook his head and said.

He was more looking forward to the team's growth. If the children were always too well protected, how could they become the best players?

"Relax, and give me the ball when you get it,"

Dejan Lu said to Lanna, looking back.

Lanna forced a smile that looked worse than crying.

In the commentary booth, Enrico Varriale said with some concern, "It seems the young Sampdoria players have been scared stiff by the West Germans. Perhaps someone should explain to them that the East Germans are the real bad guys."

Rossi coughed and said, "They'll get used to it gradually. I was pretty much the same when I first started."

Clearly, Rossi didn't want to get bogged down in the East-West Germany issue.

Some things were demonized by the West, but fear also came with it.

"Alright then, let's take a look at both teams' starting lineups."

Dortmund's 3-5-2 formation with two defensive midfielders and one attacking midfielder:

Goalkeeper: Wolfgang Deubel, Defenders: Ginter Kutowski, Thomas Helmer, Michael Schulz, Midfielders: Michael Lusch, Murdo MacLeod, Andreas Müller, Michael Zorc, Thomas Kroth, Forwards: Frank Mill, Jürgen Wegmann.

Sampdoria's 4-4-2 formation with two wing midfielders and two forwards:

Goalkeeper: Pagliuca, Defenders: Marco Lanna, Verchowod, Pellegrini, Mannini, Midfielders: Dejan Lu, Pari, Dossena, Lombardo, Forwards: Vialli, Roberto Mancini.

"Dejan starting is no surprise at all, but the name Marco Lanna is quite unexpected."

"Boskov has always been quite bold when using young players, so let's see how he performs during the match."

Dejan Lu and his teammates were doing their final warm-up.

He was quite familiar with the "Little World Cup" stadium. As for Dortmund, they were more famous in Rosicky's era. Glancing at the Dortmund players, only a few were somewhat familiar.

Andreas Müller goes without saying.

In German football, anyone with the surname Müller is basically a formidable figure.

This one was a heavyweight, hailed as Beckenbauer's successor, and his talent was undeniable.

However, he had one major problem: his mentality was not very strong. His performance always swung between being a hero and a coward. He could score the winning goal one match and disappear the next.

It's rare to see a player like that in football.

As for Thomas Kroth, it was because he became an agent after retiring. When reading the news, he noticed that most Japanese players in the Bundesliga were managed by him. Players like Shinji Kagawa, Shinji Okazaki, and Yuto Nagatomo were all under him, and Neuer was set to be his future star client.

Zhang Xizhe, who scored a hat-trick, was brought to the Bundesliga by him, and he later collaborated with Wu Lei.

This guy was very sharp when it came to the Asian market.

The last one was Jürgen Wegmann. Dejan Lu had seen reports of Dortmund players returning home, and he was an unsuccessful example.

However, since they had won the German Cup and the German Super Cup, this team definitely had strength.

At 7 PM, the Soviet referee Alexei Spirin blew the whistle for the start of the match.

Mancini passed sideways, and Vialli immediately gave the ball to Dejan Lu.

Thomas Kroth immediately charged forward. This future agent mogul was quite strong physically, and Dejan Lu had no intention of confronting him. He simply nudged the ball with his left foot and then pushed it forward.

He was playing on the left wing today. With a simple body feint and acceleration, he moved forward.

By the time Thomas Kroth turned around, he was already too far behind.

"Damn it."

Zorc cursed and quickly rushed to the wing to cover.

His technique wasn't outstanding, but he played with his head. He slowed down as he approached Dejan Lu, not lunging, and maintained pressure on him.

With a glance from his peripheral vision, Dejan Lu saw his teammates weren't pushing forward enough, so he decided not to initiate anything further.

In that brief moment, Kroth had already sprinted back, attempting to team up with Zorc.

Seeing Zorc lunging, Dejan Lu knew he couldn't wait any longer.

He used his right foot as a pivot, turning counter-clockwise. His left foot pulled the ball, smoothly rounding Kroth and, of course, successfully evading the tackling Zorc.

Brilliant!

Boskov clenched his fist tightly on the bench.

This move was known as the Maradona Spin. It was impossible to know who first used it, but in Serie A, Maradona used it the most.

Dejan Lu's center of gravity wasn't as low as Maradona's, but his execution was far more fluid and graceful.

The two Dortmund players clearly hadn't expected him to pull off such a move. By the time they tried to recover, they were already a step too late. Dejan Lu dribbled the ball towards the center.

MacLeod, without any hesitation, abandoned his defensive zone and lunged at Dejan Lu. As Dejan Lu ran, he smoothly passed the ball back to the charging Dossena.

Dossena received the ball and saw Dejan Lu had already reached the edge of the penalty box, surrounded by three defenders from various directions. In his moment of hesitation, a roar came from the sideline, and he instinctively passed the ball.

"To Dejan!"

Dejan Lu, receiving the ball with his back to the goal, used the outside of his right foot to flick it and turn simultaneously. Before he was even fully facing the penalty area, he flicked his ankle and sent the ball flying with the outside of his foot.

Snap—

With a crisp sound, the ball flew over Helmer and Schulz's heads to the left side of the penalty area. Vialli, who had made the run, controlled it with his chest. After a bounce, he calmly shot with his left foot, easily breaking the net.

Vialli, who had scored, ran wildly towards Dejan Lu.

The roaring Westfalenstadion instantly fell silent.

Some fans who were buying snacks hadn't even sat down before their team conceded?

The West German media had hyped this match for a long time. Both teams were title contenders, and the current situation was positive.

But this?

The Dortmund fans could hardly believe their eyes.

"Damn it, why didn't you pass to me?"

Mancini ran over, complaining, "Are you getting revenge because I didn't buy you a Ferrari?"

"Mancio, you don't get a $400,000 bonus for scoring one more goal," Dejan Lu reminded him.

"You bastard, don't call me that!"

Mancini said, waving his fist.

He always felt that the nickname "Gentleman Mancini" carried the most sarcasm when it came from Dejan Lu.

Dossena stared at Dejan Lu's right foot for a long time before asking, "You used your left foot more before, but you've used your right foot quite a bit today. Which is your dominant foot?"

"You guess?"

Dejan Lu replied.

Dossena shook his head; he really couldn't tell.

Dejan Lu smiled and said, "Secrets make a man more of a man."

Mancini, feeling a pang of jealousy, gave him the middle finger.

However, both the pass and that spin move to get past two players were incredibly cool. Dejan Lu's movements were stylish and graceful, far more visually appealing than when other players used them.

He even felt that the move shouldn't be called the Maradona Spin; "Dejan Spin" would be more fitting!

Dortmund was clearly stunned. After the kickoff, they tried to launch a quick counter-attack.

Michael Lusch received the ball and decided to take on Lombardo. Lombardo's defensive ability was average, but he played very smartly.

He deliberately pressed forward aggressively, not giving Lusch time to think, forcing him towards the center.

Dossena, seeing the opportunity, stretched out his foot and successfully hooked the ball to his feet.

In this change of possession, Dossena flicked the ball with his right foot and looked up. Seeing Lombardo rushing forward, he chose to pass to the right flank.

His breakthrough speed on the right was very fast. At a crucial moment, he changed pace and accelerated again, successfully shaking off MacLeod. This Scottish player, who smiled like Jim Carrey, was not known for his defensive prowess.

"Boo!"

"Boo!"

"Boo!"

The Westfalenstadion erupted in boos.

Some fans were so tense they were already lifting themselves out of their seats.

They had only conceded one goal; were they going to concede another?

Beckenbauer couldn't help but become engrossed, watching the match with full attention.

Even though he wasn't a Dortmund legend, as a fellow countryman, he didn't want Dortmund to lose too badly.

"What will happen? Both teams' players are near the right flank. Dejan isn't on the left, but Lanna has made a run. It would be better to pass to Lanna!"

"He passed! It's Dejan!!!"

Under the pincer attack, Lombardo instinctively tapped the ball towards Dejan Lu at the edge of the penalty area without a second thought.

Click.

Dejan Lu stepped forward, controlling the ball with the outside of his right foot. Helmer was on high alert.

Dejan Lu's previous performance had already put the national team player on high alert. He adjusted his stance, trying to mirror Dejan Lu's movements instantly.

But in the next second, Helmer wanted to curse.

After controlling the ball with the outside of his foot, the kid switched feet and pushed the ball forward with the inside of his left foot.

The movement was very small.

As an experienced defender, Helmer knew it was bad news from just this one action.

As expected, the next two steps were still small, but when he used his left foot, Dejan Lu increased the motion.

Helmer dared not be careless and could only quickly move to his right.

However, Dejan Lu's left foot didn't continue to push the ball into the penalty area; instead, he knocked it across to the right.

???

The fans behind the goal didn't even dare to breathe, afraid that a moment's lapse would lead to another goal conceded.

The other two defenders also quickly rushed towards Dejan Lu.

But Dejan Lu gave them no chance, flicking the ball with his right foot and sending it back to the left flank.

Helmer, who had finally adjusted his balance, could only slow down and steady himself to avoid falling.

Schulz got there first, rushing past him from behind. Without hesitation, he slid in, attempting to block Dejan Lu's shooting lane.

Bang—

At the same time, Dejan Lu's left foot swung out.

It was powerful!

Deubel, who was crouched in front of the goal, didn't expect a high ball. His posture was set for a quick dive.

At such close range, he couldn't get up at all. He could only stretch his hands out desperately, but unfortunately, he could only watch as the ball flew into the goal past his fingertips.

Two goals in less than two minutes.

Europe's most terrifying home-field advantage had been completely breached!

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