Chapter 1040 The Battle of Light (8)
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Lao Zuo
Mourinho's feud with the fourth official.
Lindy's theory with the referee.
Maguire de Gea and others comforted Van Dijk.
Everyone in Liverpool seems to be caught in an inexplicable mood.
It's not because they are not mature enough, but this is the Champions League final, and the end of the main central defender may affect the trend of the entire game!
Prior to this, whether it was Arsenal against Barcelona in the 05-06 season, or Manchester United against Chelsea in the 07-08 season.
The side that gets the red card loses the game.
The Real Madrid fans at the scene were like Chinese New Year. They actually started chanting in front of angry Liverpool fans:
halamadrid!
Many fans even provocatively shouted at the Liverpool fans stand:
"Look, we don't need Lindy, the championship belongs to Real Madrid!"
"Wow, it's great to reject an offer, let's see who wins the cup!"
But all of this disappeared in Van Dyke's eyes and ears.
He didn't know how he walked off the court. Any sound that entered his ears turned into a huge buzzing sound.
When he walked towards the player tunnel, he even groaned and almost fell.
"Will my career be ruined?"
"Will I leave Liverpool next season?"
"Mourinho should send me to the reserve team?"
The 24-year-old Van Dyke's brain has almost shut down at the moment, and he feels that his life is terrible.
But on the court, the game will continue.
Mourinho had no choice but to make substitution adjustments.
It was Salah who was removed, and Nacho was replaced before the Egyptian pharaoh's account book was finished.
At this time, Ronaldo touched his nose, stood in front of the ball, and kept whispering with Bell.
Lindy stood in the wall with Suarez.
He has tried his best to explain to the referee that there are Liverpool players behind him, which is at most a yellow card.
However, after the referee Kupels communicated with the line referee, he still maintained the original verdict.
Lindy knew that all this was irreversible.
And seeing Ronaldo standing in front of the ball, he understood that Liverpool's challenge had just begun.
With a whistle, the game, which had been interrupted for a long time, finally resumed.
The man trotted towards the soccer ball, with a determined look in his eyes, a burst elevator ball.
"Oh!"
Lindy could even clearly see that Ronaldo's shot slammed into the valve core of the football.
For this reason, he searched for a long time when placing it.
The football rushed towards the goal with a whistling sound.
For a moment, Lindy felt that the football was going to fly over his head.
Without blinking at all, he exerted his waist and abdomen in the air again, and continued to increase his height by a notch.
close!
Closer!
Lindy stared fixedly at the flying football that hit his head hard, and then flew into the sky.
After landing, Lindy just looked up at the sky.
Football is still in the penalty area, and the crisis has not been lifted.
Seeing Ramos and Benzema rushing up, Lindy squatted down slightly and exploded on the spot again.
The body immediately flew away, as if wanting to cross the dragon gate.
Under the spotlight, under the astonished eyes of Real Madrid players around, Lindy leaned back slightly, waited for the football in the air, and directly pushed the ball obliquely.
At this time, other people remembered.
Fuck, I forgot to take off.
"Beep!"
Seeing that the football had been destroyed, the referee did not give Real Madrid a chance to continue attacking, and directly blew the whistle for the end of halftime.
Players from both sides returned to the locker room one after another.
It's just that, from the players on the field to the substitute players, Liverpool, without exception, kept their heads down and moved forward silently.
As for Real Madrid, it is obvious that the relaxed expressions on the players' faces can be seen.
Go back to the locker room.
Lindy unscrewed the cap of the bottle and took two sips, then planned to throw it directly on the ground.
But at the last moment, he let out a deep breath.
Close your eyes, as if reconciling yourself.
This made the teammates around him breathe a sigh of relief, they had an inexplicable fear of the furious Lindy.
But when Lindy opened his eyes again, many people still felt a little bit in their hearts.
After all, anger can be subdued, but the [knife] in his eyes cannot be hidden no matter what.
Lindy actually didn't know why he was a little emotional at this time.
But when he saw Gerrard took two sips of water, he directly twisted the bottle into twists with both hands.
He knew that there was a fire in other people's hearts.
If you don't get angry about having one less man fighting like this for no apparent reason, then what kind of football do you play?
"Very angry, right?"
"I'm just as angry as you, maybe even more angry than you."
Mourinho propped his hands on the table behind him, grimacing in the same way.
However, Lindy was a little surprised. This intermission didn't even have a tactical board. Don't you need to talk about tactics?
"Maybe UEFA is a jerk, maybe that Kuppels is a jerk, who knows?"
He pouted, as if he was used to this kind of thing.
"Yes, I'm very angry about it, but I'm used to it."
Only then did the players remember that Mourinho was the big mouth that the entire refereeing world and the Football Association hated the most.
"But this is the final, anger alone is useless, we must fight back with strength and results."
These two sentences are nonsense, the players naturally know what to do, they are not children.
But Mourinho's speech was a bit different.
"Strictly speaking, this should all be my problem."
He described the red card with a question, and everyone was instantly attracted by his words.
Even Lindy raised his head and looked at Mourinho puzzled.
He is one of the most outstanding coaches Lindy has ever known, and also a very special one.
How could this be his problem?
Mourinho, with gray temples, lowered his head and pinched his temples, laughing at himself:
"It has long been doomed that I can only pick flowers among thorns."
This sentence seems to be the best summary of his half-century life.
The once rebelliousness seemed to have long since turned into wrinkles, climbing up his face.
Those roars and suspensions against unfair treatment have also turned into strands of silver.
The man who faced the Football Association and the Referees Association was standing in front of them now.
Looking at the coach who turned all the anger and helplessness into a smile, the Liverpool players were completely infected by his spirit.
But at this moment, Mourinho restrained that smile.
That's a limited-time version of Jose!
Next, with a solemn face, firm eyes, and a forceful mouth:
"But the important thing is to be dedicated to victory and belief!"
"For this victory, I don't mind being an enemy of the whole world. Are you willing to join me?"
boom!
The players threw out all the things they could smash in their hands.
Standing up one by one, emotions soared!
Seeing this, Mourinho kicked open the door of the locker room and walked out first.
now
Just one sentence:
Warriors of the Shang Dynasty, conquer Jizhou!
......
Lindy's theory with the referee.
Maguire de Gea and others comforted Van Dijk.
Everyone in Liverpool seems to be caught in an inexplicable mood.
It's not because they are not mature enough, but this is the Champions League final, and the end of the main central defender may affect the trend of the entire game!
Prior to this, whether it was Arsenal against Barcelona in the 05-06 season, or Manchester United against Chelsea in the 07-08 season.
The side that gets the red card loses the game.
The Real Madrid fans at the scene were like Chinese New Year. They actually started chanting in front of angry Liverpool fans:
halamadrid!
Many fans even provocatively shouted at the Liverpool fans stand:
"Look, we don't need Lindy, the championship belongs to Real Madrid!"
"Wow, it's great to reject an offer, let's see who wins the cup!"
But all of this disappeared in Van Dyke's eyes and ears.
He didn't know how he walked off the court. Any sound that entered his ears turned into a huge buzzing sound.
When he walked towards the player tunnel, he even groaned and almost fell.
"Will my career be ruined?"
"Will I leave Liverpool next season?"
"Mourinho should send me to the reserve team?"
The 24-year-old Van Dyke's brain has almost shut down at the moment, and he feels that his life is terrible.
But on the court, the game will continue.
Mourinho had no choice but to make substitution adjustments.
It was Salah who was removed, and Nacho was replaced before the Egyptian pharaoh's account book was finished.
At this time, Ronaldo touched his nose, stood in front of the ball, and kept whispering with Bell.
Lindy stood in the wall with Suarez.
He has tried his best to explain to the referee that there are Liverpool players behind him, which is at most a yellow card.
However, after the referee Kupels communicated with the line referee, he still maintained the original verdict.
Lindy knew that all this was irreversible.
And seeing Ronaldo standing in front of the ball, he understood that Liverpool's challenge had just begun.
With a whistle, the game, which had been interrupted for a long time, finally resumed.
The man trotted towards the soccer ball, with a determined look in his eyes, a burst elevator ball.
"Oh!"
Lindy could even clearly see that Ronaldo's shot slammed into the valve core of the football.
For this reason, he searched for a long time when placing it.
The football rushed towards the goal with a whistling sound.
For a moment, Lindy felt that the football was going to fly over his head.
Without blinking at all, he exerted his waist and abdomen in the air again, and continued to increase his height by a notch.
close!
Closer!
Lindy stared fixedly at the flying football that hit his head hard, and then flew into the sky.
After landing, Lindy just looked up at the sky.
Football is still in the penalty area, and the crisis has not been lifted.
Seeing Ramos and Benzema rushing up, Lindy squatted down slightly and exploded on the spot again.
The body immediately flew away, as if wanting to cross the dragon gate.
Under the spotlight, under the astonished eyes of Real Madrid players around, Lindy leaned back slightly, waited for the football in the air, and directly pushed the ball obliquely.
At this time, other people remembered.
Fuck, I forgot to take off.
"Beep!"
Seeing that the football had been destroyed, the referee did not give Real Madrid a chance to continue attacking, and directly blew the whistle for the end of halftime.
Players from both sides returned to the locker room one after another.
It's just that, from the players on the field to the substitute players, Liverpool, without exception, kept their heads down and moved forward silently.
As for Real Madrid, it is obvious that the relaxed expressions on the players' faces can be seen.
Go back to the locker room.
Lindy unscrewed the cap of the bottle and took two sips, then planned to throw it directly on the ground.
But at the last moment, he let out a deep breath.
Close your eyes, as if reconciling yourself.
This made the teammates around him breathe a sigh of relief, they had an inexplicable fear of the furious Lindy.
But when Lindy opened his eyes again, many people still felt a little bit in their hearts.
After all, anger can be subdued, but the [knife] in his eyes cannot be hidden no matter what.
Lindy actually didn't know why he was a little emotional at this time.
But when he saw Gerrard took two sips of water, he directly twisted the bottle into twists with both hands.
He knew that there was a fire in other people's hearts.
If you don't get angry about having one less man fighting like this for no apparent reason, then what kind of football do you play?
"Very angry, right?"
"I'm just as angry as you, maybe even more angry than you."
Mourinho propped his hands on the table behind him, grimacing in the same way.
However, Lindy was a little surprised. This intermission didn't even have a tactical board. Don't you need to talk about tactics?
"Maybe UEFA is a jerk, maybe that Kuppels is a jerk, who knows?"
He pouted, as if he was used to this kind of thing.
"Yes, I'm very angry about it, but I'm used to it."
Only then did the players remember that Mourinho was the big mouth that the entire refereeing world and the Football Association hated the most.
"But this is the final, anger alone is useless, we must fight back with strength and results."
These two sentences are nonsense, the players naturally know what to do, they are not children.
But Mourinho's speech was a bit different.
"Strictly speaking, this should all be my problem."
He described the red card with a question, and everyone was instantly attracted by his words.
Even Lindy raised his head and looked at Mourinho puzzled.
He is one of the most outstanding coaches Lindy has ever known, and also a very special one.
How could this be his problem?
Mourinho, with gray temples, lowered his head and pinched his temples, laughing at himself:
"It has long been doomed that I can only pick flowers among thorns."
This sentence seems to be the best summary of his half-century life.
The once rebelliousness seemed to have long since turned into wrinkles, climbing up his face.
Those roars and suspensions against unfair treatment have also turned into strands of silver.
The man who faced the Football Association and the Referees Association was standing in front of them now.
Looking at the coach who turned all the anger and helplessness into a smile, the Liverpool players were completely infected by his spirit.
But at this moment, Mourinho restrained that smile.
That's a limited-time version of Jose!
Next, with a solemn face, firm eyes, and a forceful mouth:
"But the important thing is to be dedicated to victory and belief!"
"For this victory, I don't mind being an enemy of the whole world. Are you willing to join me?"
boom!
The players threw out all the things they could smash in their hands.
Standing up one by one, emotions soared!
Seeing this, Mourinho kicked open the door of the locker room and walked out first.
now
Just one sentence:
Warriors of the Shang Dynasty, conquer Jizhou!
......
