"The guards will take the lead in taking the penalty?"

When Van Prager saw Abidal, he was as surprised as all the fans. Why is he a defender?

"Can he do?" Van Prager pointed at Abidal and asked Bobby Hams and Leo Benhack on the left and right.

Leo Benhack nodded indifferently, "When the ball is not sporty, the defender may not be worse than the forward when it comes to shooting skills. On the contrary, because the defender is very strong, many defenders have better shooting percentages at rest than those top shooters."

"Abidal's shooting is not a big problem when he can become a professional player, the key is to rely on his psychological quality."

Bobby Hams nodded after hearing this, "After the 120-minute game, Van der Fate was exhausted. Even Hunterlaer probably lacked strength. If they were to lead the penalty at this time, psychological pressure and physical fitness would be insufficient, these could make them make mistakes in the penalty kick."

"I was a little worried that Ye Qiu lacked experience in dealing with such occasions. Now it seems that he is very experienced!" What cannot be hidden in Bobby Hams's words was admiration.

If he knew that Ye Qiu had read a lot of related books in the Godfather's Training System for this penalty shootout, and also read a lot of well-known head coaches' discussions and experiences about penalty shootouts, he would not have been surprised.

Van Pragger still had to speak, but at this moment, he heard the referee's whistle sound.

After seeing Abidal sprint forward without any hesitation, he rushed forward for two steps, swung his left foot and shot it hard. The ball was like a shell, shooting out from his left foot.

Hans Fonke was shocked. He thought Abidal had to at least prepare for his emotions, but he didn't expect that this guy came right away and was so strong that he tried his best to save to the left.

But by the time Hans Fonke was in place, the ball had already entered the goal line.

The goal is valid!

Abidal held his left fist, as if he was provoking his opponent, and as if he was encouraging his teammates.

A burst of warm applause rang out on the scene, which was also a way to put pressure on the opponent.

The first opponent to get to the free throw point was Danish midfielder Daniel Jensen.

Sterkrenberg knew this person, and he was the first player on the list given by Ye Qiu. He is the player with the highest shooting percentage of Helen Fenri and the number one free thrower.

"Daniel Jensen, who is good at using his right foot, is good at free throws on the left foot, feints the right side, and takes the lower left corner!"

This is the information given by Ye Qiu's information. Stekrenberg would not read it wrong. He had to admire it in his heart. If the head coach had not provided such information, he would have been deceived.

Who could imagine that Jensen could be so skillful in using both legs and feet?

He actually used his right foot as a feint to attract the goalkeeper's attention and then exert force with his left foot?

Seeing this, Stekrenberg took a deep breath and turned to Jensen, but focused on his feet, especially his left foot.

All the fans on the sidelines focused their energy on the goal guarded by Sterkrenberg, and their hearts were almost jumping to their voices.

With the referee's whistle, Yansen took a deep breath and ran forward quickly.

When he entered the range where he could play football, he saw that his speed was deliberately slowing down, and his right foot made a move that seemed to be kicking the football, but in fact, his right foot stepped beside the ball, swung his left foot quickly, and directly pulled the ball to the lower left corner.

This penalty kick method can be said to be tried and tested.

But just when he felt that his left foot was secret enough, he suddenly realized that Stekrenberg flew to the left, and his entire pounce was extremely relaxed.

The scene that happened next made everyone present stunned, because just when they thought Jensen's shot was about to go to the right, they suddenly flew to the left, and everything happened in the blink of an eye, but when they realized that Jensen's penalty kick would go, Sterkrenberg rushed to the left.

Wow!!!!!!

All Ajax fans cheered.

Sterkrenberg saved Jensen's penalty kick from the bottom left corner with one hand.

This goalkeeper from Ajax youth training camp has made a contribution!!

Extremely warm applause rang at DeTok Moste's home court, and the warm cheers were deafening!

Stekrenberg saved the opponent's penalty, which was more shocking than Abidal's first penalty, because it was equivalent to giving Ajax second team the lead!

What does it mean to take the lead?

Taking the lead means that this second team of Ajax team will have the opportunity to surpass the historical record set by the Van Gaal era and become the first youth team in history to reach the Dutch Cup final!

When I thought of this, all the Ajax fans and all the Ajax second team players cheered and roared, and they all seemed to be a fanatical lion, wishing they could swallow their opponents and their belts!

On the contrary, after the first round of penalty, Helenfen's players were in a sluggish manner because they found that the team's number one penalty hand was lost, and the scene of 21-year-old Jensen falling in the penalty area hurt the hearts of all Helenfen's players.

Even he was lost, can we get in?

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The second appearance was Hunter Lar.

This Dutch shooter was known for his calmness. This time, despite the pressure on his shoulders, he still stood steadily near the penalty kick, retreating in an orderly manner, calculating his pace, and then stood still and stared at Hans Fonk.

To him, shooting is simply an instinct in his blood, so he can shoot out the angle he wants without watching the ball.

The key is the goalkeeper in front of him.

As soon as the referee whistle sounded, Hunterlaer rushed forward quickly, without any drag on his right foot, and shot the ball to the left at an extremely fast speed. This time, Hans Fonke guessed the wrong direction and rushed to the right, and the ball entered!

"Long live!!!!" The Ajax fans in the audience cheered again.

2:0, the second team Ajax, who took the lead in taking the penalty, undoubtedly took the lead.

But this time, Stekrenberg failed to continue his judgment in the first round and eventually declared that the goal was lost. 2:1, Ajax II has maintained the lead.

The third appearance was Sneider. He still took the lower left corner, which was very fast. Fonk made a judgment, but failed to stop the ball from entering the net. He was so angry that he kept pounding the turf, 3:1.

But soon, Helenfin scored another game, 3:2!

"Christian!" Ye Qiu made an adjustment gesture toward Kifu, who was the fourth on the field.

Just now, he paid attention to Hans Fonke's movements very carefully. He found that Helenfen's goalkeeper had already judged it. Because Ajax's top three free throwers were all on the left, he thought Ajax was going to make a fuss about his weaknesses.

Now, he will definitely focus on defending the left side and even make judgments in advance.

Ji Fu nodded at Ye Qiu, walked to the penalty kick, and slowly retreated.

With a whistle, when he saw Kivo rushing forward quickly, Hans Fonk immediately made a rush to the left.

But at this time, Kifu chose to push the ball directly into the middle, and the ball slowly rolled into the goal behind Hans Fonke.

"4:2!!!" All Ajax fans at the scene cheered in unison.

Four free throws were made, and the penalty preparations for Ajax II team before the game were not in vain.

Helenfin's fourth penalty kick was Finnish winger Mika Nurmela. He knew very well that only by scoring this penalty could his team have the possibility of continuing the penalty kick, otherwise, they would declare early failure.

"Come on, get the penalty!" Ajax's fans were harassing Nurmela, especially behind the goal. Many fans even made various intimidation actions and used all means to interfere with him.

Nurmera took a deep breath. At the age of 29, he had a lot of professional experience. He knew very well that he should be calm and rational at this moment, but for some reason, he just couldn't calm down because he knew that this penalty was related to a heavy hope and whether Helenfen could reach the finals.

Sometimes, the more you think, it may not be a good thing.

When Nurmera thought for a long time and decided to draw the ball into the upper right corner, but in the end he failed to suppress the ball, which led to the penalty kick becoming an anti-aircraft gun, he fell into the penalty area with exhaustion.

At the same time, all the players of Ajax II rushed into the penalty area, and everyone surrounded Strunkborg. Around them, the cheers of Ajax fans seemed to have turned into a vast ocean, completely surrounding them.

"Wow!" Ye Qiu screamed strangely after Nurmera lost the penalty, venting his excitement.

"We are in the finals, guys!" Turning around, Ye Qiu stretched out his arms wildly and rushed directly to Ricklink.

Ricklink was also very excited at this time, and tears were falling down unscrupulously, "My God, is this dreaming? The final, the Dutch Cup final, I can't believe it!"

"No, no, no, Young Odd Ricklink!" Ye Qiu punched him hard on the shoulder, "I tell you, we have reached the final, we have reached the final!"

"Yes, we have entered the finals. Ye Qiu, you are simply our God!!" Ricklink hugged Ye Qiu tightly at this time, and hugged him in the waist, almost throwing him out without holding him in a tight position.

After the players celebrated on the sidelines, they all ran to Ye Qiu's side, but everyone looked at Ye Qiu.

"Boss, we are in the finals!" Captain Kifu reported with a solemn look on his face.

Ye Qiu blinked hard. He had been with this group of people for half a year. In the past six months, he had fought side by side with everyone here. They worked together to defeat one opponent after another. They finally got to where they are today.

Dutch Cup final!

This is something that no one dared to expect half a year ago, but now it has done it!

"Boss!" the players shouted in unison, and their solemn expressions seemed to be soldiers waiting for the leader to review, and also to be soldiers who had completed a solemn mission and came back to assign tasks.

Ye Qiu's eyes turned red, but he did not let himself cry as weakly. He was not as shallow as Ricklink, nor was he like a big softie named Roland. He ran aside and cried. He stood in front of the players and looked at them.

"Not enough!" Ye Qiu shouted loudly.

"It is not our ultimate goal to reach the finals, we want to win the championship!"

"We want to win the Dutch Cup and let everyone who didn't like us before know how outrageous they were wrong!"

"We want to use a championship to make everyone remember us!"

"We want a championship!!"

"We want a championship!!" The players responded to Ye Qiu's shouting and shouted in unison.

If this was said before the season, everyone would treat them as crazy people, if they said before they defeated Eindhoven, no one would have hope for them, if they defeated Udrecht a month ago, no one would have been optimistic about them, but now they say it, everyone has to face it.

Once you reach the finals, anyone who wins the championship has a chance and is likely!

"Champion! Champion! Champion!!!"

Hearing the players' shouts, the Ajax fans also cheered, and they all shouted in unison.

This situation infected almost everyone present, including Chairman Van Prague.
To be continued...