number one striker

Chapter 215 Must Hold
"Damn it!" Chivu was furious and kicked Pique.

Pi Ershao fell to the ground in pain, rolling for three and a half weeks and bending his body, the movements were very exaggerated.

After all, Chivu really kicked him, and Caesar clearly heard the sound of the spikes colliding.

"Chivu also got a yellow card! Inter Milan fans surrounded the referee! They were complaining why the referee didn't kill the ball just now when Sneijder was injured."

"Go away! He can judge whatever he wants! We just need to do a good job of defending!" Zanetti pulled away his teammates irritably. He thought that today's game would be very difficult, but he didn't expect it to be so difficult.

Ibrahimovic's free kick hit the wall, Cambiasso endured the pain and stood up, once again blocked Pedro's attack.

Barcelona fans looked happy, but the score did not change.

After Motta was sent off, Barcelona launched a fierce attack, but until the halftime break, they failed to knock on the door guarded by Cesar.

"Damn it, why can't I get in." In the locker room, Pedro was quite irritable.He prefers to face the goalkeeper directly after receiving a pass from Xavi, rather than 10 muscular guys.

"Their defense is very layered, one ring after another. Let's not be too anxious and penetrate slowly. 45 minutes is enough for us to score two goals, and we still have to put our minds on it."

At this point in the game, there is not much to say on the technical level. Guardiola can only stabilize the players' mentality.

"How's it going?!" In the Inter Milan locker room, as soon as Caesar and the others entered, Mota stood up and asked hurriedly.

Caesar looked up, but the TV was off.

"I, I don't dare to look at it, are we not behind?" Mota asked cautiously.

"It's okay, it's still 0:0." Zanetti sat down tiredly, feeling that his old waist was particularly painful.

"I asked Muntari and the others to warm up and be ready at any time." Faria whispered to Mourinho. "It's almost time to change players. As long as we hold on to the last 45 minutes, we will be promoted. However, the media still don't know how to arrange us."

"Never mind them." Mourinho didn't care what the media said, he only cared about the result.

"Gentlemen! You performed very well in the first half. In the second half, keep it up! After 45 minutes, you will see the gate to the final. Whether you can restore the glory depends on you." Mourinho encouraged the players.

He also has nothing to instruct. The final result of the game does not depend on the coach, but on the players on the field.

Caesar was free and started to adjust his bracelet again.

Whenever the game is at a critical moment, he will subconsciously touch the bracelet.Until now, the aura of luck bestowed by Sarah is still there, and Inter Milan has always passed safely without any danger.

I hope this time, I can also successfully advance.

"Okay! The second half begins! Barcelona replaced Millito! Maxwell! Now there is no need to worry about Inter Milan's counterattack. Maxwell's offensive attributes will greatly enrich Barcelona's side attack! This is a signal of a strong attack!"

"Damn it, I suffered a lot in the last game, this time I will abuse you." Maxwell came up with a breakthrough from the side and a cross, but it was a pity that Ibrahimovic's header was average and he failed to hit the ball.

"Again! Let's smash their defense!" Harvey slapped his hands. Today Puyol was suspended and unable to play. He is the only one who represents Barcelona's will and assumes the responsibility of winning.

"Good idea!" Sneijder went up to fight, but was easily bypassed by others.

"Don't worry! Take your position!" Zanetti stopped Harvey, who was forced to pass the ball to Keita next to him.

After Inter Milan completely recovered, almost all stood within 40 meters in front of their own door.

They formed a three-layered front. Maicon and Zanetti on the wing have a heavier task. They must not only defend their own area, but also assist the center to block the breakthrough of Messi or others.

But I have to say, they did a really good job.

Mourinho stood on the sidelines with his hands in his pockets. He looked at the players running on the field and felt a surge of pride in his heart.They tried their best to complete the tactics arranged by Mourinho.

Mourinho believed in them, so he arranged such a difficult defensive tactic.

The players also believe in Mourinho, as long as he completes his arrangements, he can win.

Mourinho once envied Ferguson very much, envied him for having a group of "red warriors" who only obeyed him.

And now, he also has such a group of players.

come on!You can do it!

"Tell Bo Yang to warm up." Guardiola continued to deploy troops, the game came to the 55th minute, and there was not much time left for them.

Caesar will stick to his position this time, sticking to the left.Messi is very strong, but under the siege of Caesar, Zanetti and Chivu, he gradually lost his agility.

He could live with Caesar and Zanetti, but he couldn't live forever.

"Hold on! I'm about to win!!" Zanetti stopped Messi again, and he encouraged his teammates loudly.

"Of course! I promised Thiago! I will definitely win!" Caesar stuck in Alves' position, and Messi could only send the throw-in to Harvey.

"Xavi went straight! Pedro changed positions! Come to the left! Messi cooperated with him! Pedro made a cross! Ibrahimovic scorpion swayed! Oops, kicked, Cesar hugged the ball!"

"Try to go straight in the middle, they defended the border to death." Messi and Harvey whispered, his breathing was very heavy.

"Xavi received a pass from Busquets! Pick a pass in the middle! Ibrahimovic resisted Lucio! The two fell in the penalty area!"

There was a noise at Camp Nou, but the referee didn't blow it!
"Slow motion shows that Lucio raised his hands high and did not pull Ibrahimovic! This is a successful defense!"

"Barcelona has changed! Bojan on! Ibrahimovic off!"

"Enter Hefflen! Exit Busquets!"

"The game is still half an hour away! Barcelona is going to fight for their lives!"

"Oh? Mourinho also made a substitution! Sneijder limped down and was replaced by Muntari! The referee was urging Sneijder to go faster! The Camp Nou fans were booing too! They thought Sneijder was wasting time on purpose!"

"What tactics?" Pedro asked Bojan, who lowered his voice and said, "Strike the middle! We must punch him through!"

However, this is not a very good choice, because Inter Milan immediately compressed the defense and turned it into two lines.Muntari, Cambiasso, and Chivu stood in the middle, while Caesar and Milito defended both sides, not giving Barcelona a chance to take the ground ball.

"Messi stormed the middle! He was intercepted!"

"Harvey picked a pass! Intercepted!"

"Hefflen broke through! Fell down! The referee didn't blow!"

"Pedro made an inverted triangle pass from the wing! Caesar destroyed the ball!"

The Camp Nou fans were all on their feet, looking anxiously at the pitch, turning their heads to see how much time was left.

"Come on! Be sure to hold on!"

In the bar in Milan City, a large number of Inter Milan fans crowded together, and they didn't bother to drink beer. They all raised their heads and stared at the TV screen.

A few elderly fans took out the pills with trembling hands, and drank them with beer.

"I can't get in!" Keita was a little anxious, and Muntari ran around like a sow in heat, not giving them a chance at all.

"Xavi gave Messi! Messi forced a breakthrough against Caesar! Come to the middle! Chivu cleared the ball! No! Kicked! Keita stopped the ball! Unattended! Hit the goal!"

"Get out!" Lucio launched himself like a missile, soaring into the air, blocking Keita's violent volley with his head.

"My God! Is Lucio desperate?! The referee stopped the game urgently!"

"Lucio! Are you okay?" Zanetti dispersed the crowd, he now needs fresh air.

As a result, this guy jumped up with a "crack" and hammered his chest hard: "Such a weak shot is useless! Come on! Watch me block it all for you!"

Caesar said with a blank expression on the side: "I said cute ape Tarzan, if you have time to pretend to be aggressive here, can't you pretend to be injured and procrastinate for a while?"

"Uh" Lucio opened his mouth wide and said, "I forgot."

(End of this chapter)