i am quaresma

Chapter 333 Going to score?

After the substitutions and adjustments, Milan's threat was a little bigger, but Arsenal was not afraid, and the defense was so tight that not even a fly could get in.

As Kaka's another long-range shot from outside the penalty area was blocked by the dense crowd in the penalty area, the referee blew the whistle to end the first half, and neither team could score.

The faces of the Milan players were all extremely frustrated, and the onslaught was fruitless in the half, leaving them with little time left.

Shevchenko tried his best, but the dense crowd in the Arsenal penalty area did not give him any chance to play;
Kaka also tried his best, but he needs offensive space and he has no good way to face Arsenal's dense defense;
At one time, Milan even pushed Nesta to the front to act as a center. This is the pain of Milan not having a strong center to break through the dense defense.

There was still a Crespo available last season, but now there is really no way.

Quaresma walked towards the tunnel with a happy expression. Although this may be his weakest half of the game, he is not depressed.

It would be great if every game could be won without having to fight a cramp.

Judging from the current situation, Quaresma does not know whether he will stay on the court in the second half.

His only role in the first half was to harass Pirlo from time to time, to try and test his small moves. If he didn't consider counterattacks, it would be better to replace another defensive player.

Quaresma doesn't know what choice Wenger will make, because the current Wenger is no longer a professor at all from the Wenger he remembered.

Just in case, staying on the field is actually Arsenal's last insurance.

If Milan is really possessed by the soul of God in the second half, equalizing the score or even reversing the score, with Quaresma, there is still hope.

Sure enough, Wenger still left Quaresma on the field as a mascot.

On the way back to the stadium, there was an indescribable firmness in the eyes of the Arsenal players.

It only takes 45 minutes, and they only need to last another 45 minutes, and they can reach the Champions League final in a historic way, which is the beauty they have pursued all their lives.

Even though they were overwhelmed for the entire game, they had no complaints, because compared with winning, this was not a grievance at all.

Quaresma also seemed to be infected, and the cynicism in his expression also subsided a little.

His teammates are different from him. They don't have systematic support, and I'm afraid they won't be able to become the influential figures in this football world in their whole life.

Under the pilgrimage to the Champions League final, they will give everything for it, because such an opportunity is probably only once in a lifetime.

Such a wish is ordinary but great, worthy of respect!

For himself, for Arsenal, for these teammates who are usually very serious, and for the fans who will never leave, Quaresma has no reason to let the victory slip away.

When the second half started, Quaresma returned to the front of Arsenal's penalty area, a position he would not touch in any game.

Here, in addition to being a humanoid obstacle, you can also harass Kaka or Seedorf, at least it will make him look less useless.

Amid the mournful shouts of Milan fans in the San Siro stands, Milan's attack also brought a heroic color.

They also understand that the hope of equalizing is already slim, and they just want to bloom their last brilliance.

In the 55th minute of the second half, Kaka barely made a breakthrough on the left and sent a half-high pass. Shevchenko in the small penalty area struggled to jump up under the harassment of Kolo Toure, but he really grabbed this point.

It's just that when there was no way to fully exert force, Shevchenko's header was held in Lehmann's arms, which was just a false alarm.

Two minutes later, it was Kaka again. After cutting in from the left, he shot a strong shot, but it hit Lauren and was refracted. He changed direction and flew towards the goal. This caught Lehmann, who was already ready to save, off guard.

Going to score?

Everyone's eyes were fixed on the little ball, nervous and boiling over it.

Quaresma's pupils shrank sharply and became tense.

If the goal is scored, the situation of the game will immediately change dramatically. For Milan, whose morale is bursting because of the goal, it is enough for them to score two goals or even reverse the score.

This is the most terrible result!

Do not enter!
Quaresma had already prayed secretly in his heart.

However, the trajectory of the development of things will not be shifted by anyone's will.

After the ball refracted, no player could stop it. In a haste, Lehmann turned around and rushed towards the ball. The sudden change of center of gravity almost made his knees and ankles unable to bear it.

But even so, Lehmann failed to touch the ball and watched desperately as the ball flew into the goal he was guarding.

San Siro erupted with a bang, and the mountain roared and the tsunami swept across the entire earth like a violent storm.

The Milan fans laughed, shouted, and danced. One second they were knocking on the last door to hell, but the next second, they discovered that this door was leading to heaven.

The Milan players roared wildly. Shevchenko rushed into the Arsenal goal, scooped up the ball, and rushed to the midfield with his teammates while celebrating wildly. All the excitement was vented along the way. They did not Time to celebrate and it would be shameful to waste even a second.

They have seen the hope of the abacus!

Many times, in this green field, the role of mental attributes is far greater than actual ability. When you don't believe that you can win, who else can save you!
And once you see a ray of light in the dark, it's like pulling on a life-saving straw, grasping it tightly and never letting go.

In contrast, the performance of the Arsenal players was somewhat frustrated and discouraged.

Lehman waved his fist unwillingly. Although he was not responsible for the goal just now, it must be uncomfortable to be scored.

Lauren blamed himself even more. Although he didn't want to, the ball was indeed refracted when it hit him. If it didn't work out, it would be counted as his own goal in technical statistics.

The score became 3:1. Even though they still had a two-goal lead, it was as if a haze appeared above everyone's heads, covering the sun and taking away their smiling faces.

Quaresma took a deep breath, bit his lips, and his expression was indescribably serious.

This timing of conceding the goal is too bad, even if Quaresma didn't think that Arsenal could seal Milan zero, but please change the timing of the goal, okay?
Even if it lasts another 5 minutes!
Now, Milan, whose morale is like a rainbow, may really cause big trouble for Arsenal!
(End of this chapter)