six finger demon

Chapter 392 Meteor Falls
3 goals in 2 minutes, Liverpool shortened the score gap to 3 goal in 1 minutes.

At this point even the most pessimistic Red Army fans began to believe that God has not left them.

"Will Liverpool perform a miracle?" Zhan Jun's trembling voice came from the microphone.

Garcia also picked the ball out of the goal and ran towards half-court.

In one go, recover all the behind scores!
After the re-kick-off, the Milanese became cautious.

Milan's attack is fast, and Liverpool's counterattack is also fast.But this fast is not the same fast.

Milan's fast is clean, neat and concise.There was not much time for the Red Army defenders to think, and they scored in front of the opponent's goal with three passes and two downs, and scored successfully.

The speed of the Red Army is fast in the true sense. Whether it is the fast serve counterattack or the reaction and support speed of the frontcourt players, it is not comparable to the group of "old guys" in their 30s in Milan.

"Hey, slow down, slow down!" An Pang yelled from the sidelines.

He is convinced that as long as Milan continues to play in the same way, sooner or later the "mad dogs" of Liverpool will equalize the score, or even overtake it.

Liverpool's fight is too fierce. The Premier League pays attention to physical confrontation. Even Alonso dares to use his body to hit his opponent head-on.

Coupled with the fact that Premier League teams are better at figuring out the referee's scale, the Red Army's physical confrontation can always restrain Milan just right.

In the 55th minute of the game, the score on the field became 2 to 3, and the suspense returned.

Under An Pang's command, the Milanese slowly slowed down.

Liverpool hopes to play against Milan, after all, the Red Army also has the confidence.

The Red Army's quick counterattack was not built. When the Milanese's attack failed, it was the moment for Liverpool to counterattack.

After scoring two goals in a row, the Red Army's blood boiled.An aura called self-confidence spewed out, and everyone hoped to have a needle-to-head offensive battle with their opponents.

The opponent has Dida, and we still have TOM!
What are you afraid of!
Who scored more goals?Or who concedes fewer goals?
Dare to bet?

The Red Army relied on perseverance to cross the two mountains of Juventus and Chelsea, but now the crazy Red Army members no longer want to defend, they want to fight hard.

An Pang naturally saw Beitu's careful thinking, and kept telling the team members to calm down and slow down.

It's not to say not to attack, but to wait for Liverpool's madness to pass.

"Attack, attack, attack!" the KOP yelled from the stands.

The cheering voices of Milan fans could no longer be heard at the Sun Yat-Sen Stadium, and all the KOPs who acted as the No.12 players on the field cheered for the Red Army at the top of their voices.

In the 58th minute, Kaka tried to break through Gerrard, but Gerrard stuck to the big Brazilian boy like a piece of brown sugar.

After repeated attempts, Riise rushed over to assist the captain to push Kaka aside and break the ball.

After Riise took two steps forward with the ball, his teammates who were running without the ball had already run out of neutral.

With a straight kick, the ball came to Baros.

The Czech striker didn't run with the ball, but stopped it.Taking advantage of the moment of rhythm change, kick the ball from the center of Nesta and Stam.

Garcia, who was on the side, pushed straight under the pull of Maldini. Dida jumped high, but missed the ball.

With a "boom", Garcia's anti-offside quick shot was rejected by the crossbar.

"Oh!" There were sighs in the stands.

It was only a little bit short again, as long as the goal was a little lower, Liverpool could tie the score.

Just when Garcia wanted to step forward to make a supplementary shot, Milan's old captain Maldini stretched out his foot first and swept the ball to the side.

Carragher stepped on the ball from the side and swept across the middle. Under the protection of Maldini, Dida quickly got up and hit the ball out of the penalty area with a single fist.

Pirlo stopped the ball in his chest and turned around to kick it. Looking at the ball flying in the air, all Milan players patted their chests with lingering fear.

"Oh!"

There was a muffled sound at half-time for Liverpool.

Looking at the ball flying back above their heads, the Milan players were all stunned.

Didn't the ball fly away just now?Why did you fly back again?
Tang Wu ran to the position three meters ahead of the middle circle, and without waiting for the ball to hit the ground, he swung his legs and kicked the ball back to Milan's penalty area.

Liverpool has been completely crazy!

Faced with the ball flying back in the air, the Milan players could only grit their teeth and organize the defense again.

"Rise's long biography."

"Gerrard header diverted"

"Liverpool's corner!"

"Corner kicked."

"Dida hit the ball with a single punch!"

"The ball was kicked back by Tang Wu again."

Liverpool is completely crazy, even if Milan wants to slow down the pace, but the Red Army members are not happy.

Coupled with the sound of cheering from the mountains and the tsunami in the stands, each member of the Red Army seemed to have been injected with chicken blood, looking like they wanted to tie the score in one breath.

The mighty Milan dynasty in the first half was besieged by the Red Army like a drowning dog in the second half.

Seeing the appearance of the team, the Milan fans also shut up.They never thought that these tall and handsome Italian male models would have such an embarrassing day.

Only Tang Wu and Harman were left in the backcourt, and six of the other players rushed to Milan's penalty area and bombarded Milan's gate wildly.

"My God, what kind of team is this!" In the neutral stand, Neila shook his head and sighed, "If Inter Milan also has the spirit of Liverpool, why would it be where it is today?"

Losing is not terrible, what is terrible is that losing the ball also loses people!

Liverpool showed an indomitable determination to give Milan a good look.

Artist Pirlo had a messy beard and dirty hair. Like a beggar begging along the street, he was squeezed down by the Red Army members again and again, and then climbed up to defend.

There are also offensive players like Shevchenko, Kaka, and Crespo who are not good at defense, all of them are also disgraced and dilapidated.

In just 10 minutes, Liverpool won two frontcourt free kicks and three corner kicks, pressing Milan to attack.

Tang Wu was not idle either, he had been acting as a scavenger all the time, and the entire half of the Red Army was his range of activities.

Even a 35-meter free kick was stopped by Tang Wu. After other players stood up in the penalty area, Tang Wu took a free kick of good quality, but it was destroyed by Stam.

The game has not come to an end, but it has entered a white-hot stage.

An Pang scratched his head on the sidelines. He hoped to find a suitable time to end the situation with a substitution.

For today's Milan, there is a fatal place.

That is physical strength!
Unlike the Premier League, which ended the league long ago, Serie A ended more than half a month later than the Premier League.

Although Liverpool also played in the FA Cup, compared to Milan, whose schedule is almost connected, the Red Army players still have a long rest.

And Milan is too old!

Especially the defenders, Cafu is 35 years old, Nesta is 29 years old, Stam is 33 years old, and Maldini is 38 years old.These Serie A defenders with an average age of 34 have not played such an intense match for a long time.

On the Liverpool side, Baros is 24 years old, Garcia is 27 years old, Riise is 25 years old, Gerrard is 25 years old, Alonso is 24 years old, and Tang Wu is 21 years old.

When these young men in their 20s tried their best to compete with the old guys on the opposite side, there was no way to make up the gap.

"What should I do? What should I do?" Just as An Pang turned his head to inspect the bench, looking for players who could come off the bench, a handsome young man stood up.

In the 65th minute, another big kick by Tang Wu near the center circle kicked Milan's clearance ball back.

But Baros and Maldini took the top together, and the ball was caught by Dida who struck out in time.

This time the Brazilian did not heed the coach's advice of "seeking stability" because he saw his compatriots near the right of the center waving at him.

"Whoosh!"

Dida threw the ball to Kaka's feet with the fastest speed.

Seeing this, Smicer hurriedly stepped forward to defend, Kaka slapped his foot, and when he shook his opponent away, he shot a big kick directly.

The ball flew across the sky above the Sun Yat-Sen Stadium like a shooting star, and under Tang Wu's unwilling eyes, it crashed into the Red Army's net.

Swish!
Whoops! ! !

The voices of the Milan fans, which had not been heard for a long time, resounded through the audience, while the KOPs held their heads and kept muttering: "It's not true, it's not true."

(End of this chapter)