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Chapter 2323 - 590: The Eighty Years’ War

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"What kind of tactics do you think Kevin will use today?"

Totti curiously asked.

"I don’t know, but I have an inspiration."

Cassano said excitedly.

"What inspiration?"

Totti asked: "Did you find a way to deal with Spain?"

Every player has experienced the strength of Spain.

Cassano excitedly said: "A plane heading to the finals venue carrying the Dutch women’s football coach Kevin, the Dutch women’s football team, and the Spanish women’s football team... the plane crashes onto a deserted island, and only Kevin survives among the female players. He and the two big stars Wesley Sneijder, Robin Schevashky, Casillas... they live together on the island. It would make a great movie."

Totti: ...

He didn’t even want to ask whether this movie was serious.

Although there was some disdain on his face.

But Totti couldn’t help but think about it.

Such a life might not be bad.

It’s all because of that bastard Cassano, who made him impure.

The art performance on-site was very simple.

As expected, Shakira wasn’t a guest performer.

Ukrainian girls displayed huge flags of the two countries on the field.

Players from both sides followed the referee team out of the player tunnel, lining up on either side of the referee team on the field.

Bosque and Huang Kaiwen walked at the end.

As Huang Kaiwen appeared.

The atmosphere in the stadium instantly reached its peak.

Boom——

"Saint Kevin!!!"

"Saint Kevin!!!"

"Saint Kevin!!!"

Huang Kaiwen simply waved his hand towards the stands and immediately walked to the center of the field, proactively extending his right hand.

Bosque smiled and said: "I watched the match of the Netherlands team. Your tactics were excellent."

"Spain’s strength is suffocating, I’d rather learn from you and use just one set of tactics."

Huang Kaiwen said.

Bosque patted Huang Kaiwen’s arm.

He hadn’t coached Huang Kaiwen.

But when Huang Kaiwen played at Real Madrid, the two had met a few times.

Both coaches returned to their respective benches.

"Huang Kaiwen looks very lively today, but he seems to have dark circles under his eyes, probably didn’t sleep well."

Zhang chuckled and said: "Directing the final might be more nerve-wracking than playing it."

"Old coach Bosque looks very composed, and the starting line-ups of both teams show that the Netherlands is seeking change today."

"Yes, indeed, since Spain is the biggest favorite, and they are also the strongest."

"Yes, that’s true, but ultimately, it’s the players who have to play the match. Let’s take a look at today’s starting line-ups for both teams."

Netherlands team 4-3-3 three defensive midfielders:

Goalkeeper: Stekelenburg,

Defenders: Boulahrouz, Bouma, Heitinga, Flaar,

Midfielders: Kuyt, De Jong, Van Bommel,

Forwards: Sneijder, van Persie, Robben.

Spain 4-3-3 single defensive midfielder:

Goalkeeper: Casillas,

Defenders: Alba, Piqué, Abeloa, Ramos,

Midfielders: Alonso, Busquets, Xavi,

Forwards: David Silva, Fabregas, Mata.

"The Netherlands switching to a 4-3-3 is quite unexpected. It seems like Huang Kaiwen might want to engage in a counter-attack with Spain. But Kuyt should be playing a defensive midfielder role, right? This Netherlands line-up, whoa, three defensive midfielders, does it seem a bit familiar?"

"Yes, the camera turned to Mourinho. This is exactly the tactic Mourinho’s Real Madrid used, but the Netherlands team’s configuration is different from Real Madrid’s. We also don’t know how the three defensive midfielders of the Netherlands team will perform."

"The Spanish National Team is still without a forward, nothing much to say about that. Spain had used Fabregas as a forward before, but Iniesta’s injury has indeed caused some changes in Spain’s starting line-up."

At 7:45 in the evening, the referee blew the whistle to start the full match.

The Netherlands team took the kickoff first.

Robben took the ball and passed it straight back.

Van Bommel got the ball and immediately started to move back.

The Spanish players wouldn’t advance, and he wouldn’t give up the ball.

𝚏𝕣𝕖𝚎𝚠𝚎𝚋𝚗𝐨𝐯𝕖𝕝.𝕔𝐨𝕞

While Van Bommel was positioning himself, he had teammates both in front of and behind him for support.

The Netherlands team always maximized the number of people in certain areas, whether in attack or defense.

Huang Kaiwen stood on the sidelines.

Right now, the game didn’t reveal much.

There wasn’t time to adjust the tactical plan either.

The only curious thing was who provided him with Spain’s starting line-up.

That starting list was identical to today’s starting line-up.

It’s not easy to get ahold of.

Because of this, Huang Kaiwen decided to let Kuyt defend on Ramos and Mata’s sides, while Van Bommel would face David Silva.

Van Bommel was a bit excited on the field.

The notes Huang Kaiwen gave him were all about Silva’s playing characteristics.

Goddamn!

Incredible!

Today, whoever he faces, Huang Kaiwen guessed it right.

This gave Van Bommel even more confidence in winning the game.

Spain was forced to press up.

Teams that play possession football always press aggressively.

Xavi was visibly anxious, and his actions were a bit excessive.

De Jong passed the ball back, and he kicked it right onto Van Bommel’s heel.

Beep——

The referee quickly blew the whistle and warned Xavi.

Van Bommel’s eyes widened.

Because he saw Ramos rushing up and almost kicking Xavi’s butt!