Chapter 1039 The Battle of Light (7)
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Lao Zuo
As Lindy continued to face Casemiro in the frontcourt, people were surprised to find that Casemiro was able to follow Lindy all the time.
And there's no sign of getting rid of it.
In many cases, before Kroos passed the ball, he had already predicted the passing route and got stuck in advance.
This made Cross frown:
"Where did the idiot come from? Why did he get into a fight with Team Lin?"
Flores on the sidelines smiled a little, and he was still admiring the club chairman's vision in his heart.
Only a club like Real Madrid can buy expensive and good people.
Few parallel imports enter the market.
Especially this midfielder who came directly from Brazil to the top giants of La Liga.
His muscles aren't the strongest, but his physicality is as good as anyone's.
His speed is not the fastest, but his interception awareness is the best among Real Madrid players.
His defensive skills aren't the best, but his defensive awareness is top notch.
After he came, he quickly became the team's midfielder, almost seamlessly integrated into Real Madrid's tactical system.
And it quickly became an integral part.
And Flores has witnessed Lindy's growth, and has devoted a lot of effort to Fat Tiger.
It can be said that Casemiro has been suffocating for a long time to compete with Lindy.
Now is the perfect occasion.
Mourinho looked at Casemiro who was entangled with Lindy, thinking that if he had such a midfielder last season, he might not necessarily leave Real Madrid.
He shook his head, put these ridiculous thoughts behind him, and waited for the change.
There is not much time left in the first half of the game. Making tactical changes at this time is to give the opponent time to adjust at halftime.
The two teams continued to test each other in the final time.
The score of 1 to 1 is not unacceptable, which leaves an opportunity for the two sides to adjust during the intermission.
But sometimes plans never catch up with changes.
The first half of the game has come to the 48th minute, and the stoppage time is only 4 minutes.
In other words, there is still 1 minute, and the first half of the game is about to end.
The formations of the two sides are very stable, and Lindy's assault will not work every time.
Casemiro couldn't stop Lindy, but he could still threaten the pass to Lindy, which made Cross's pass a bit restrained, and he often had to pass it wide.
Neither of the two teams is a newly formed team. They have often played in the Champions League in the past two or three years.
Use one word to describe the performance of Real Madrid and Liverpool in the final:
steady!
This also led to the scene between the two sides at the end of the first half, which seemed a bit boring.
But at this moment, the situation on the field changed.
Carvajal made a long pass carelessly, but it tore the tranquility to pieces.
Lindy watched the football flying towards the backcourt without any disturbance in his heart. He was thinking about how to break the game in the second half.
He has great trust in the Red Army's twin towers on the back line.
But the football is heading for Liverpool's left half. Glen Johnson has begun to observe the running positions of his teammates and is ready to make a final attempt.
At this moment, an exclamation broke the tranquility of the stadium.
"Manon!"
That was Maguire's eager roar. With this roar, the boiler of the aircraft carrier was restarted in a hurry, and he started to rush towards the restricted area at a speed of 10 knots.
Before Glenn Johnson could react, a white figure rushed from behind him in an instant, intercepting the ball directly in front of his eyes.
Without a second's pause, Bell, who was overwhelmed by the impact, was gradually losing his center of gravity, and he was about to fall to the ground.
At this moment, Bell's waist and abdomen exerted strength, and his body completed a half-turn pass before falling to the ground.
Van Dyke only felt a chill down his spine and a chill on his forehead, and a feeling of extreme danger rose in his heart.
Sure enough, a figure appeared from behind him.
"Damn!"
He started quickly, because Maguire's side must not be counted on.
Following the cheers at the scene, he saw the guy who was two meters in front of him.
Benzema!
"Single sword!"
"A chance for Real Madrid!"
"Bale's pass, Benzema tore through Liverpool's defense!"
Following Lao Zhan's explanation, Van Dijk did not hesitate, and caught up with Benzema in a few bursts.
Under the entanglement between the two, the distance from the restricted area is getting closer and closer.
The defensive intensity of the Premier League is not about looking at you, or following you into the box.
Van Dijk has never been a good man or woman. His left hand is constantly scratching around Benzema's left shoulder, and his right hand even pulls the opponent's jersey from time to time, trying to stop him here.
But time was running out. In desperation, Van Dijk shoveled without observing his teammates.
The ball flies!
People fall!
The scene even exclaimed "Oho~~~~~"
A free kick, he thought, is better than a shot from inside the box, right?
Van Dyke scratched his face, the cold sweat just now made him a little uncomfortable.
But after a while, the scene screamed again!
"Wow~~~~~~~"
At this time, Mourinho seemed to be tightly grasped by someone's heart, and he couldn't breathe smoothly for a while.
Lindy's eyes widened even more, his face full of disbelief.
"Red card?"
"The referee Kupels directly showed a red card!"
"Judging from the slow-motion playback, Van Dijk can barely be said to be Liverpool's last line of defense. Whether to show a red card or not is entirely at the discretion of the referee."
"Liverpool's [Red Army Double Wall] is now missing one person. It seems that the balance of victory is beginning to tip at this moment."
"You know, since the UEFA Champions League began in 1970, there have been only a handful of red cards. In the UEFA Champions League final between Barcelona and Arsenal in 2006, Lehmann brought down Eto'o outside the penalty area and won the first in the history of the UEFA Champions League final. A red card."
"In the 07-08 season, in the overtime period between Manchester United and Chelsea, Drogba was sent off for hitting someone. This is the second time."
"Now, Van Dijk's red card is the third red card in the history of the Champions League final. From the previous two times, we can see that the red card is very cautious and well-founded. Now this red card, I believe It will definitely be a hot spot after the game.”
But for now, let's not care about what is hot or not.
Van Dijk, who had just recovered, saw the referee's red card, and the cold sweat that had just subsided due to exercise instantly spread all over his body again.
Cold all over!
This is the Champions League final and he knows what the red card means.
The young Van Dijk looked at Mourinho on the sidelines for the first time at this moment, and panic appeared in his eyes.
What anger?
Normal games are understandable, but as a rookie who joined Liverpool in the first season, he was sent off with a red card in this more critical game.
Van Dyke couldn't imagine what was waiting for him.
It's not that he hasn't seen those talented Jun Yan, who stepped down from the altar because of one game.
While Lindy kept arguing with the referee with his hands behind his back, a sentence suddenly came up in his heart, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead:
So
What is the regret of history?
......
And there's no sign of getting rid of it.
In many cases, before Kroos passed the ball, he had already predicted the passing route and got stuck in advance.
This made Cross frown:
"Where did the idiot come from? Why did he get into a fight with Team Lin?"
Flores on the sidelines smiled a little, and he was still admiring the club chairman's vision in his heart.
Only a club like Real Madrid can buy expensive and good people.
Few parallel imports enter the market.
Especially this midfielder who came directly from Brazil to the top giants of La Liga.
His muscles aren't the strongest, but his physicality is as good as anyone's.
His speed is not the fastest, but his interception awareness is the best among Real Madrid players.
His defensive skills aren't the best, but his defensive awareness is top notch.
After he came, he quickly became the team's midfielder, almost seamlessly integrated into Real Madrid's tactical system.
And it quickly became an integral part.
And Flores has witnessed Lindy's growth, and has devoted a lot of effort to Fat Tiger.
It can be said that Casemiro has been suffocating for a long time to compete with Lindy.
Now is the perfect occasion.
Mourinho looked at Casemiro who was entangled with Lindy, thinking that if he had such a midfielder last season, he might not necessarily leave Real Madrid.
He shook his head, put these ridiculous thoughts behind him, and waited for the change.
There is not much time left in the first half of the game. Making tactical changes at this time is to give the opponent time to adjust at halftime.
The two teams continued to test each other in the final time.
The score of 1 to 1 is not unacceptable, which leaves an opportunity for the two sides to adjust during the intermission.
But sometimes plans never catch up with changes.
The first half of the game has come to the 48th minute, and the stoppage time is only 4 minutes.
In other words, there is still 1 minute, and the first half of the game is about to end.
The formations of the two sides are very stable, and Lindy's assault will not work every time.
Casemiro couldn't stop Lindy, but he could still threaten the pass to Lindy, which made Cross's pass a bit restrained, and he often had to pass it wide.
Neither of the two teams is a newly formed team. They have often played in the Champions League in the past two or three years.
Use one word to describe the performance of Real Madrid and Liverpool in the final:
steady!
This also led to the scene between the two sides at the end of the first half, which seemed a bit boring.
But at this moment, the situation on the field changed.
Carvajal made a long pass carelessly, but it tore the tranquility to pieces.
Lindy watched the football flying towards the backcourt without any disturbance in his heart. He was thinking about how to break the game in the second half.
He has great trust in the Red Army's twin towers on the back line.
But the football is heading for Liverpool's left half. Glen Johnson has begun to observe the running positions of his teammates and is ready to make a final attempt.
At this moment, an exclamation broke the tranquility of the stadium.
"Manon!"
That was Maguire's eager roar. With this roar, the boiler of the aircraft carrier was restarted in a hurry, and he started to rush towards the restricted area at a speed of 10 knots.
Before Glenn Johnson could react, a white figure rushed from behind him in an instant, intercepting the ball directly in front of his eyes.
Without a second's pause, Bell, who was overwhelmed by the impact, was gradually losing his center of gravity, and he was about to fall to the ground.
At this moment, Bell's waist and abdomen exerted strength, and his body completed a half-turn pass before falling to the ground.
Van Dyke only felt a chill down his spine and a chill on his forehead, and a feeling of extreme danger rose in his heart.
Sure enough, a figure appeared from behind him.
"Damn!"
He started quickly, because Maguire's side must not be counted on.
Following the cheers at the scene, he saw the guy who was two meters in front of him.
Benzema!
"Single sword!"
"A chance for Real Madrid!"
"Bale's pass, Benzema tore through Liverpool's defense!"
Following Lao Zhan's explanation, Van Dijk did not hesitate, and caught up with Benzema in a few bursts.
Under the entanglement between the two, the distance from the restricted area is getting closer and closer.
The defensive intensity of the Premier League is not about looking at you, or following you into the box.
Van Dijk has never been a good man or woman. His left hand is constantly scratching around Benzema's left shoulder, and his right hand even pulls the opponent's jersey from time to time, trying to stop him here.
But time was running out. In desperation, Van Dijk shoveled without observing his teammates.
The ball flies!
People fall!
The scene even exclaimed "Oho~~~~~"
A free kick, he thought, is better than a shot from inside the box, right?
Van Dyke scratched his face, the cold sweat just now made him a little uncomfortable.
But after a while, the scene screamed again!
"Wow~~~~~~~"
At this time, Mourinho seemed to be tightly grasped by someone's heart, and he couldn't breathe smoothly for a while.
Lindy's eyes widened even more, his face full of disbelief.
"Red card?"
"The referee Kupels directly showed a red card!"
"Judging from the slow-motion playback, Van Dijk can barely be said to be Liverpool's last line of defense. Whether to show a red card or not is entirely at the discretion of the referee."
"Liverpool's [Red Army Double Wall] is now missing one person. It seems that the balance of victory is beginning to tip at this moment."
"You know, since the UEFA Champions League began in 1970, there have been only a handful of red cards. In the UEFA Champions League final between Barcelona and Arsenal in 2006, Lehmann brought down Eto'o outside the penalty area and won the first in the history of the UEFA Champions League final. A red card."
"In the 07-08 season, in the overtime period between Manchester United and Chelsea, Drogba was sent off for hitting someone. This is the second time."
"Now, Van Dijk's red card is the third red card in the history of the Champions League final. From the previous two times, we can see that the red card is very cautious and well-founded. Now this red card, I believe It will definitely be a hot spot after the game.”
But for now, let's not care about what is hot or not.
Van Dijk, who had just recovered, saw the referee's red card, and the cold sweat that had just subsided due to exercise instantly spread all over his body again.
Cold all over!
This is the Champions League final and he knows what the red card means.
The young Van Dijk looked at Mourinho on the sidelines for the first time at this moment, and panic appeared in his eyes.
What anger?
Normal games are understandable, but as a rookie who joined Liverpool in the first season, he was sent off with a red card in this more critical game.
Van Dyke couldn't imagine what was waiting for him.
It's not that he hasn't seen those talented Jun Yan, who stepped down from the altar because of one game.
While Lindy kept arguing with the referee with his hands behind his back, a sentence suddenly came up in his heart, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead:
So
What is the regret of history?
......
