Chapter 798 Quick Counterattack, Another Blow

( ) “This is Dong Fangzhuo’s 15th goal in the Champions League this season!”

"He once again widened the goal gap with Messi."

"But, again, only a championship can achieve the highest personal honor. What Dong Fangzhuo needs is to lead the team to win the European Champions Cup!"

"In the 30th minute of the game, Inter Milan equalized the score and the two sides returned to the same starting line!"

"This time, it was the Inter Milan stands' turn to cheer, and the Barcelona fans fell into silence. They were only happy for ten minutes, and Dong Fangzhuo did not let them continue to be happy."

"This is not a game that Barcelona can win alone, because Inter Milan has Dong Fangzhuo, just like they have Messi!"

"Dong!"

"Dong!"

"Dong!"

It was the Inter Milan fans' turn to cheer Dong Fangzhuo's name.

Dong Fangzhuo was not as excited as Messi before. He just clenched his fists and waved, and kept running towards the center circle.

He knows better than anyone,

The game is far from over!

The battle has just begun!

Only when you laugh to the end is the real end!

"Keep cheering up!"

"Victory lies ahead!"

"drink!"

"drink!"

He was roaring to motivate his teammates.

This is an exciting teammate.

His image instantly became taller in the eyes of his teammates.

The Barcelona players looked a little panicked. The opponent's fighting spirit seemed to be much stronger than theirs!

The feeling of drinking together is different.

beep,

The war continues.

Alves assisted and then immediately sent the ball into Inter Milan's penalty area, but the ball was lost in the sea. Materazzi easily cleared the ball and landed at the feet of Figo, who had mostly disappeared before. He didn't seem to be on the field for hours.

In fact, it was not the case. It was because Maicon's performance was so good that Figo was temporarily buried.

But Figo still handed the ball to Maicon, who looked more like a right winger than Figo. This time, Maicon did not dribble the ball and cross the ball. Instead, he suddenly dribbled the ball towards the center. Iniesta quickly brought him down.

Inter Milan got a chance to set the ball in the frontcourt.

"Alves and Maicon are both members of the Brazilian national team. Maicon's performance is better than Alves. Brazil currently has a right back but not a left back, but a young man named Marcelo has emerged recently. , he is at Real Madrid."

"Oh my God, it's Dong again."

"Messi, you have to be careful..."

When Barcelona fans saw Dong Fangzhuo standing in front of the ball, they habitually became worried about Messi.

But Messi is not stupid, he quits.

He no longer stood by the goalpost, but left it almost to Iniesta. Yes, it was Iniesta and Xavi who stood by one goalpost, guarding the goal with Valdes. .

boom--

This time, the ball fired by Dong Fangzhuo did not go over the wall, but hit Pique. Pique was much smarter and blocked the ball with his side, so he did not feel any pain at all. The ball was still hit by He passed it out, and Busquets immediately handed it to Messi. Messi ran quickly again, as if the ball could stick to his feet. Cambiasso and Stankovic surrounded him, but he still It got out of the gap.

And it goes straight through!

You don’t even need to fry the meatballs!

Just so domineering...

"Hold him down!"

Wow——

Maxwell is the final hurdle.

He chose to tackle, but Messi quickly moved to the center and he was cleared!

Farke!

Messi jumped up in surprise.

Because Zanetti's tackle also arrived.

Just afraid of Zanetti!

Zanetti was like a roundworm in his stomach. He knew what Messi was going to do in advance, so he actually shoveled at his feet at the same time.

In order to avoid injury, Messi could only jump up.

The referee did not blow the whistle, Zanetti swept the ball directly to Samuel on the turf, Samuel pushed it to Figo, and Figo suddenly made a long diagonal pass, trying to find Adriano directly.

Adriano had no advantage under the double-teaming of Pique and Puyol. Puyol's lion head ferociously pushed the ball out.

But!

Busquets and Dong Fangzhuo rushed to the ball quickly, and the two men wanted to show off.

"Which one of them can get this ball?"

"Ah!" screamed.

Dong Fangzhuo fell down and rolled several times.

After Busquets landed, the whistle blew.

foul.

The referee punished Busquets for a foul.

hat?

Busquets was very unhappy and went directly to the referee to protest.

beep,

Yellow card!

The referee showed him a yellow card.

"Is Busquets' performance unusual today?"

"I usually see him playing very skillfully, but today when I met Dong Fangzhuo, he seemed a little angry. This action is a foul. When he took off, he secretly pushed Dong Fangzhuo. Although the amplitude was not big, it was a foul. "

"This yellow card is simply asking for it."

"But it's too far from Barcelona's goal,"

"Well, the time has also entered the stoppage time. The fourth official indicated that the stoppage time is only 1 minute, which is a bit short. When Messi was injured just now, it was more than 1 minute, right?"

Beep——

The referee blew the whistle to end the half-time game.

Mourinho nodded thoughtfully off the court and took the lead to walk towards the tunnel. Unfortunately, Guardiola did the same and the two almost bumped into each other.

As a last resort, Guardiola stopped awkwardly and did not walk in with Mourinho. He did not want to be with Mourinho!

In the locker room, Mourinho did not give a passionate speech. Instead, he calmly stood in front of the tactical board and analyzed the first half of the game with everyone, focusing on Messi's defense and Cambiasso's defense. That mistake.

"We need to pass the ball faster and more accurately, the ball can't stay in the backfield too often."

"To deal with Messi, we must surround him at the first opportunity. We would rather he pass the ball out."

"We must remember that our fighting time is the last second of the game. Before that second, you should not have any thoughts of deserting!"

"They won't be able to hold it anymore. As long as you continue to play inaccurately like you did in the first half, they will collapse soon!"

"They are afraid that we are ahead, so if we score another one, they will cry in despair and go home crying!"

"When we attack, we must be resolute on the field, and the two wings must outflank us in time!"

"Of course you have to run back and defend immediately! Offense is very important, but defense must be foolproof!"

※※※※

"Hey,"

"If we win the championship, how about we have a party in Rome tonight?"

"I'm going to book a nightclub. Will you call all your sisters over then?"

In the stands, Balotelli took advantage of the intermission to start chatting with the girl he had just met next to him, his bright eyes always staring at her rough spots...

"Hey, you're acquiescing if you don't answer?"

"Leave your mobile phone number and I'll contact you tonight."

"Can Inter Milan definitely win the championship?" The fierce girl rolled her eyes, "It's just a draw now, isn't it too early for you to say this?"

"Of course, my boss can definitely win if he is on the court. Don't you want Inter Milan to win the championship?"

"I'm a Barcelona fan."

"What?"

Balotelli looked at her in disbelief, and then looked at the surrounding environment.

Farke!

How the hell did I get to the Barcelona fans' section?

Holy shit!

He smiled and touched his head.

"This, this, if Barcelona loses, I will treat you until you get drunk tonight. After all, this is a very sad thing..."

What the hell, the boss fucks Barcelona on the court, and I fuck the Barcelona fans off the court, so we have to work hard!

…

※※※※

"Looking at the first half, Barcelona's ball possession rate reached 65, but Inter Milan had more chances to score."

"Both players have re-entered the field and the second half of the game is about to begin."

"The time left for them will become less and less. Whoever scores first in the second half will have a huge advantage."

"There are no substitutions on either side, but there are people on both sides warming up. On Inter Milan's side, Cruz and Thornton are all there, and on Barcelona's side there are a lot, Eto'o, Pedro, and Keita are all warming up."

Beep——

At the beginning of the second half, Barcelona got a good opportunity. Messi broke through Maskwell on the right and then passed the ball low to the goal. Ibrahimovic staggered under the interference of Materazzi. , did not touch the ball!

Mourinho instantly felt that his words had fallen on deaf ears and almost gave Barcelona a chance.

However, Inter Milan immediately launched a counterattack. Their offensive on the right was quite fierce. Maicon passed directly to Figo. Figo passed the ball to the center to Dong Fangzhuo. Dong Fangzhuo took the ball and turned around to get rid of Busquets and then sent a through ball.

Adriano's shot from 13 meters in front of the goal was blocked by Valdes!

This is the fourth chance he missed in this game!

"Adriano was lost today. Although his running was quite active, as a main forward, it is a big sin not to score!"

"Fortunately the ball was offside, otherwise he would be really shameless."

Barcelona immediately launched a quick counterattack. Henry detoured to the center to get the ball and handed the ball to Messi.

Messi habitually dribbles the ball from the right!

After pulling and wiping, Stankovic was in a panic, but Zanetti immediately came over to defend.

Messi took a deep breath and flicked his left hand outward.

With a snap, it hit Zanetti in the face!

beep,

Messi committed a foul. He looked worried and really wanted to yell at Zanetti.

But,

Don't dare.

He is the captain of Argentina...

But Zanetti ignored him, got up and kicked the ball out.

Quick free kick!

Dry!

Guardiola cursed on the court.

Messi, can’t you press the ball?

Inter Milan immediately launched a quick counterattack. Three Inter Milan players rushed forward quickly.

Cambiasso passed the ball through the midfield at high speed. Adriano broke into the right side of the penalty area and knocked back Dong Fangzhuo, who was in front of him. Busquets chased back and extended his left foot to make a clearance but failed. Dong Fangzhuo pushed into the far corner with his right foot 5 meters in front of the goal. !

There was no sloppiness in the shot, it was just natural.

"The ball is in!"

"The ball is in!"

"Dong Fangzhuo!"