Chapter 980 Battle at Wembley (9)
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Lao Zuo
In fact, not only Dalglish, Lindy also saw the blood moon rising in the sky when he stopped.
A blood moon is in the sky, an ominous omen.
Of course, modern science does explain this phenomenon very well.
But Lindy still felt that he needed to pay attention. Suddenly, he seemed to sense something, and turned to look at Ronaldo's position.
"Not right!"
The current Ronaldo feels like a tiger that has been suppressed for a long time, waiting for an opportunity to kill the hunter.
The game time is 76 minutes.
Lucas received a yellow card within 1 minute of playing.
Looking at Ronaldo who fell on the ground, he rushed to Ronaldo angrily and scolded: "Stop pretending, I didn't fucking touch your leg at all!"
Before he could continue speaking, Benzema was the first to push Lucas away.
Players on both sides also stepped forward one after another. Seeing that another conflict was about to break out, Ronaldo stood up slowly.
Just now, his ankle was caught on the opponent's calf.
Unsurprisingly, in the era without var, he managed to get a free kick.
Lindy hugged Lucas from behind, who was so excited that he wanted to rush forward: "Calm down, in China, there is an old saying: What is gained today is unreasonable, and it will become impermanent day by day."
But after saying this, Lin Di was suddenly stunned, as if thinking of something.
Then he shook his head and pulled Lucas, who was still aggrieved, away.
Who let him be tricked into sticking out his feet?
In this way, Real Madrid won a free kick 37 meters away from the goal outside the penalty area.
"Lucas shouldn't have stretched his feet this time. People are waiting for you."
"Fortunately, the free kick is a bit far away, and it is still very difficult to shoot directly."
"In this Champions League, Ronaldo has not scored a direct free kick. Let's see, how will Real Madrid deal with it?"
Lao Zhan didn't worry about the ball at all, he even turned off the microphone, picked up the teacup and took a good sip.
I thought to myself, when I don't comment on football, I can drink beer while watching the game.
Ronaldo put down the football and slowly retreated facing the goal.
After taking three strides, he moved to the left again, and Alonso beside him looked forward with anticipation in his eyes without any dissatisfaction.
All the Meilingers at the scene held their breaths and concentrated, often at this time.
They can only expect this man's god to come down to earth, and only this man can do it.
Although the distance was a bit far, when the man with firm eyes took a deep breath, ran up and hit the door.
The whole world is waiting for that voice to appear.
"Shh!"
Lindy looked at the football flying over his head in disbelief.
"This distance? Fallen leaves?"
Dalglish's heart palpitations for no reason were quickly fulfilled.
De Gea seemed helpless in the face of a free kick that flew into the dead corner. Ronaldo, who had not yet undergone knee surgery, hit with all his strength, the moment the foot contacted the football valve core.
The flight trajectory of the football is already doomed, and the instability without rotation is the nightmare of all goalkeepers.
"Ouch, the ball went in!"
"Like a frightened bird, like a swimming dragon!"
Even Lao Zhan couldn't help sighing that this man always seemed to have the energy stored in his body that would explode at critical moments.
Watching the "siu~~~~~" of Mourinho and Mei Linger who raised their arms and shouted from the sidelines
Lindy knew that this was probably Mourinho's football philosophy.
In order to win, there is a bottom line to do whatever it takes.
Lindy shook his head, he would be harmed if he killed a tiger, should he be talking about now?
The score of 3 to 1 seems very safe, and the 2-goal lead does not mean that it will be overturned.
The story of Istanbul that only Liverpool can write.
That night belonged to Liverpool and so does today!
He turned and walked towards the goal, ready to restart play.
But that figure was one step ahead of him, and after completing the celebration, Ronaldo rushed directly into Liverpool's goal and wanted to start the game immediately.
There is also unavoidable friction with De Gea.
"David!"
Lindy yelled and the two stopped fighting, and De Gea sneered and threw the ball to Lindy.
Although the free kick is beautiful, everyone knows it.
This guy likes to take advantage of defenders who like to stretch their feet. It can be said that he has played the rules clearly.
Lindy held the ball and looked up at Blood Moon again, but said nothing.
The game quickly resumed.
The two sides continued to play back and forth, but Liverpool gradually began to gain the upper hand.
With more physical fitness, he can defend the midfielder more stably.
There is still a one-goal lead.
It's just that after Ronaldo pulled back a goal, the mentality of some Liverpool players became a little concerned about gains and losses.
The fear and worry of being scored again began to sprout from the bottom of my heart.
Visible to the naked eye, Liverpool is fairly stable on the defensive end.
But he made mistakes again and again as he moved forward.
The game time is 79 minutes.
Di Maria was cleared by Maguire in a cross from the wing.
After Glenn Johnson grabbed the second spot outside his penalty area, without any pressing, he rushed the ball directly to Pepe's feet with a long pass.
Dalglish glanced at the bench, then at the frontcourt, and decisively chose to make a change.
Griezmann was replaced by Ronaldinho. At this time, Dalglish needs players who can hold the ball and have good skills.
Glenn Johnson was also replaced by Skrtel.
It is not for Skrtel to play as a full-back, but for Lindy to stare at Ronaldo while strengthening the defense in the middle.
As for the right, it is enough to have Ronaldinho's eye defense and three central defenders.
This kind of weird arrangement made Mourinho's eyelids twitch wildly, and he couldn't sit still.
He replaced Arbeloa and waved his hand, seemingly helpless.
A man who didn't even have any expectation in his eyes looked at Mourinho in surprise and pointed at himself.
Mourinho nodded and beckoned him on.
"There are still 10 minutes left in the regular time. Both sides have made personnel adjustments. Liverpool has strengthened the defense in the middle and the penalty area. Only Suarez is left in the frontcourt. Even Gerrard is no longer so pressing. up."
"Eh? Who did we see? Is this Kaka?"
Lao Zhan's voice suddenly raised a few degrees.
"It's confirmed, No. 8 Kaka replaces No. 17 Arbeloa!"
The Meilingers at the scene suddenly burst into cheers, and even Ronaldo stepped forward to give each other high fives.
This man, who has gone from being brilliant to being gloomy in Real Madrid, finally has the opportunity to play on the stage of the Champions League final.
Although it was only the last moment of the game, the team fell behind by one goal.
But this kind of appearance happens to represent a certain kind of trust and expectation.
Kaka habitually prayed to heaven when he played, and he did not see enthusiasm and expectation in Mourinho's eyes.
It's more like a forced and helpless choice.
And Lindy also had some feelings:
"This is Kaka!"
......
A blood moon is in the sky, an ominous omen.
Of course, modern science does explain this phenomenon very well.
But Lindy still felt that he needed to pay attention. Suddenly, he seemed to sense something, and turned to look at Ronaldo's position.
"Not right!"
The current Ronaldo feels like a tiger that has been suppressed for a long time, waiting for an opportunity to kill the hunter.
The game time is 76 minutes.
Lucas received a yellow card within 1 minute of playing.
Looking at Ronaldo who fell on the ground, he rushed to Ronaldo angrily and scolded: "Stop pretending, I didn't fucking touch your leg at all!"
Before he could continue speaking, Benzema was the first to push Lucas away.
Players on both sides also stepped forward one after another. Seeing that another conflict was about to break out, Ronaldo stood up slowly.
Just now, his ankle was caught on the opponent's calf.
Unsurprisingly, in the era without var, he managed to get a free kick.
Lindy hugged Lucas from behind, who was so excited that he wanted to rush forward: "Calm down, in China, there is an old saying: What is gained today is unreasonable, and it will become impermanent day by day."
But after saying this, Lin Di was suddenly stunned, as if thinking of something.
Then he shook his head and pulled Lucas, who was still aggrieved, away.
Who let him be tricked into sticking out his feet?
In this way, Real Madrid won a free kick 37 meters away from the goal outside the penalty area.
"Lucas shouldn't have stretched his feet this time. People are waiting for you."
"Fortunately, the free kick is a bit far away, and it is still very difficult to shoot directly."
"In this Champions League, Ronaldo has not scored a direct free kick. Let's see, how will Real Madrid deal with it?"
Lao Zhan didn't worry about the ball at all, he even turned off the microphone, picked up the teacup and took a good sip.
I thought to myself, when I don't comment on football, I can drink beer while watching the game.
Ronaldo put down the football and slowly retreated facing the goal.
After taking three strides, he moved to the left again, and Alonso beside him looked forward with anticipation in his eyes without any dissatisfaction.
All the Meilingers at the scene held their breaths and concentrated, often at this time.
They can only expect this man's god to come down to earth, and only this man can do it.
Although the distance was a bit far, when the man with firm eyes took a deep breath, ran up and hit the door.
The whole world is waiting for that voice to appear.
"Shh!"
Lindy looked at the football flying over his head in disbelief.
"This distance? Fallen leaves?"
Dalglish's heart palpitations for no reason were quickly fulfilled.
De Gea seemed helpless in the face of a free kick that flew into the dead corner. Ronaldo, who had not yet undergone knee surgery, hit with all his strength, the moment the foot contacted the football valve core.
The flight trajectory of the football is already doomed, and the instability without rotation is the nightmare of all goalkeepers.
"Ouch, the ball went in!"
"Like a frightened bird, like a swimming dragon!"
Even Lao Zhan couldn't help sighing that this man always seemed to have the energy stored in his body that would explode at critical moments.
Watching the "siu~~~~~" of Mourinho and Mei Linger who raised their arms and shouted from the sidelines
Lindy knew that this was probably Mourinho's football philosophy.
In order to win, there is a bottom line to do whatever it takes.
Lindy shook his head, he would be harmed if he killed a tiger, should he be talking about now?
The score of 3 to 1 seems very safe, and the 2-goal lead does not mean that it will be overturned.
The story of Istanbul that only Liverpool can write.
That night belonged to Liverpool and so does today!
He turned and walked towards the goal, ready to restart play.
But that figure was one step ahead of him, and after completing the celebration, Ronaldo rushed directly into Liverpool's goal and wanted to start the game immediately.
There is also unavoidable friction with De Gea.
"David!"
Lindy yelled and the two stopped fighting, and De Gea sneered and threw the ball to Lindy.
Although the free kick is beautiful, everyone knows it.
This guy likes to take advantage of defenders who like to stretch their feet. It can be said that he has played the rules clearly.
Lindy held the ball and looked up at Blood Moon again, but said nothing.
The game quickly resumed.
The two sides continued to play back and forth, but Liverpool gradually began to gain the upper hand.
With more physical fitness, he can defend the midfielder more stably.
There is still a one-goal lead.
It's just that after Ronaldo pulled back a goal, the mentality of some Liverpool players became a little concerned about gains and losses.
The fear and worry of being scored again began to sprout from the bottom of my heart.
Visible to the naked eye, Liverpool is fairly stable on the defensive end.
But he made mistakes again and again as he moved forward.
The game time is 79 minutes.
Di Maria was cleared by Maguire in a cross from the wing.
After Glenn Johnson grabbed the second spot outside his penalty area, without any pressing, he rushed the ball directly to Pepe's feet with a long pass.
Dalglish glanced at the bench, then at the frontcourt, and decisively chose to make a change.
Griezmann was replaced by Ronaldinho. At this time, Dalglish needs players who can hold the ball and have good skills.
Glenn Johnson was also replaced by Skrtel.
It is not for Skrtel to play as a full-back, but for Lindy to stare at Ronaldo while strengthening the defense in the middle.
As for the right, it is enough to have Ronaldinho's eye defense and three central defenders.
This kind of weird arrangement made Mourinho's eyelids twitch wildly, and he couldn't sit still.
He replaced Arbeloa and waved his hand, seemingly helpless.
A man who didn't even have any expectation in his eyes looked at Mourinho in surprise and pointed at himself.
Mourinho nodded and beckoned him on.
"There are still 10 minutes left in the regular time. Both sides have made personnel adjustments. Liverpool has strengthened the defense in the middle and the penalty area. Only Suarez is left in the frontcourt. Even Gerrard is no longer so pressing. up."
"Eh? Who did we see? Is this Kaka?"
Lao Zhan's voice suddenly raised a few degrees.
"It's confirmed, No. 8 Kaka replaces No. 17 Arbeloa!"
The Meilingers at the scene suddenly burst into cheers, and even Ronaldo stepped forward to give each other high fives.
This man, who has gone from being brilliant to being gloomy in Real Madrid, finally has the opportunity to play on the stage of the Champions League final.
Although it was only the last moment of the game, the team fell behind by one goal.
But this kind of appearance happens to represent a certain kind of trust and expectation.
Kaka habitually prayed to heaven when he played, and he did not see enthusiasm and expectation in Mourinho's eyes.
It's more like a forced and helpless choice.
And Lindy also had some feelings:
"This is Kaka!"
......
