[Football Fans] Glory

A heavy cannon hit the crossbar so hard that the goal shook.

The bouncing football was kicked out of the baseline by Nadal with all his strength. The goalkeeper Baya, who got up from the ground, looked at the flying football with a little fear and glanced at the goal again.

This is the first heavy artillery in this game?

Baya, who was sweating, hugged the football thrown by the ball boy, thinking deeply.

Today Real Madrid's offense is very strong, especially the short left back, who is clearly a defender but has first-class attack power. This kind of foot strength...

Does he have a grudge against himself?

Bayapyya, a kind of fire is gradually rising in my heart, do I have any grudges against you? You have been fighting heavy artillery and me today, so fucking!

Carlos grinned when he saw the ball missed, and ran back to his own half.

When passing by Ye Luo, I heard Ye Luo ask, "How is the situation?"

"I'm getting angry."

Carlos laughed.

Hierro nodded, "Try again when you have a chance."

"OK!"

This is Real Madrid's corner kick, Guti stood in the corner to signal his teammates, Nedved nodded, this is for him.

So the Real Madrid players who were crowded in the Barcelona penalty area huddled together with their opponents until the referee couldn't bear to blow the whistle a few times to separate them.

After the whistle sounded, Guti took a step back and kicked hard under the ball.

The football spins and flies back to the point.

A few tall players from both sides jumped up first, but the slightly arcing ball flew high above their heads.

The Barcelona players are a little relieved, it is estimated that this height will not be reached.

However, Nedved quickly backed away on his own. He jumped about a dozen meters away from the goal outside the penalty area. The whip is usually drawn directly on the football.

The fast football flew directly to the goal.

At this time, there was still chaos in front of the goal, with people standing and falling, and all beings in various states of being.

The Barcelona players who reacted also wanted to try their best to block it, but as soon as they moved their bodies, they saw the football was in front of them, and before they could even see it clearly, they heard a whizzing sound of the football passing by.

With a sullen face, Baya tried his best to stretch his body to block the incoming football, and then felt his abdominal muscles go numb as if he had been hit by a heavy object. The football that landed was firmly pressed down.

After the referee blew the whistle, Baya reluctantly turned over, panted, and stretched out his hand to press his abdomen.

Spotting his goalkeeper's movement, Guardiola hurried over, "What's wrong?"

Poor Baya took a deep breath, "It really hurts!"

Guardiola was startled, and took a look at Baya's jersey, only to see that his abdomen was red, showing the power of the volley just now.

Seeing the Barcelona goalkeeper fell to the ground, the referee ran over to take a look. He happened to see the place where the jersey was pulled up and exposed. Even the referee, who was used to the collision on the court, couldn't help but grinned.

Good guy, this kick is really ruthless.

The referee blew the timeout whistle and asked the Barcelona team doctor to come and check.

Players from both sides stood on the court and waited for the team doctor to check while taking the opportunity to drink saliva or chat a few words.

"What should we do now?"

Nedved asked.

He just kicked the ball hard and didn't think about causing harm.

"it's okay no problem."

Guti comforted him.

"Have you tried anything?"

Nedved asked.

Several other teammates also looked over.

Guti smiled, "Baia's goal-line skills are really good, but his attack speed is not enough, the goalkeeper is very stable but he is not good at catching small-angle shots, and his jumping ability is average, and he is not good at high shots. altitude, or you have to piss him off and let him strike."

"understood."

The players in the frontcourt of Real Madrid showed strange smiles on their faces, and at the same time turned their heads to look at Baya, who was being sprayed by the team doctor.

Everyone has read and heard about the player profile, but the profile is only on paper, and the specific situation can only be felt on the field. This is what Guti said before the game, attacking his weakness or attacking his weakness.

"Jose, you are dark."

As soon as he heard this, he knew that it was Raul who said it.

Guti was angry, "Don't listen to me if you have the ability."

"Haha, how is that possible."

Raul laughed.

Nedved pursed his lips and smiled, "Jose, do you want to continue trying?"

"Why not, Baya's anger is already on the rise. It is the best way to call him to attack. If you only shoot from angles, there are too few opportunities."

It is impossible for the goalkeeper who can be the main force of the giants to have no strength. The more the goalkeeper saves the ball, the more confident he is, the greater his ability to be stimulated, and the performance will only be better. It is necessary to prevent Baya from revealing their flaws. How can they score goals? When facing Barcelona, ​​shooting opportunities cannot be wasted at will, and Barcelona's defenders are not idlers.

When Baya stood up in front of the goal, the game started again.

Probably Real Madrid's strong attack made Barcelona very angry, and the Barcelona players attacked strongly at this kick-off.

When the ball was passed near the center circle, Ronaldo received the ball and immediately dribbled the ball straight into the Real Madrid half.

But as soon as he dribbled the ball past the center line, Redondo ran over from the front and faced him directly.

Ronaldo gritted his teeth against Redondo, trying to force his way through.

But Redondo didn't resist, he just bumped Ronaldo's body with his shoulders and then retracted it. Ronaldo, who was directly knocked to the side by a force, lost the ball under his feet in an instant.

The crooked Ronaldo watched as Redondo dribbled the ball and threw himself towards Barcelona half-court. He was so angry that he increased his speed to the fastest and chased after him. After catching up with Redondo, he hit him with his shoulder. In the past, while Redondo swayed his body, his impact was not effective.

The angry Ronaldo continued to chase and at the same time pulled Redondo's shoulder hard, and bumped into Redondo after his body was slightly tilted.

Redondo's body was bumped and staggered half a step, but he didn't fall to the ground, and he didn't lose the ball under his feet. Instead, he took a step faster to get rid of Ronaldo with the ball and walked away.

Ronaldo, who tried his best and did not knock down his opponent, froze in place.

This, this, what's the matter with the pretty face?

He was despised again, right?

Although Real Madrid's counterattack still failed to score a goal this time, Guti really wanted to laugh wildly after watching the replay on the big screen.

Da Luo, you are so cute, haha, who do you think Redondo can play as a single midfielder? You are too naive to want to fight with your small body, which can't even compete with the tall and thick God of War.

But looking at Ronaldo's blushing face, Guti felt that he should stop provoking. Although Redondo looks like a gentle person on the surface, he is not worse than those beasts in the future in terms of hot temper. , the kind of 'molested' by the opponent will fight back even in the game, if there is a teammate blocking it, even the teammate will be beaten together...

"José, you smile so weirdly."

Raul looked curiously at the changing expression on Guti's face and asked.

"Hey, did you see it just now?"

"I saw it."

Raul nodded, "Ronaldo is still too young. It's not good for Fernando, a powerful midfielder, to fight directly. He should..."

"Raul!"

"how?"

Raul, whose speech was interrupted, blinked.

"Ronaldo gives you big,"

"I know."

"Also, you really have no sense of humor."

Guti sighed quietly, turned around and ran away.

"baffling."

Raul snorted.

Rivaldo, who watched the conversation between the two, grinned and turned his head to see Nedved, "Raul is so naive."

"It's a good thing to be naive."

Nedved smiled.

The two looked at each other with a smile and hurried away.

As the game continued, Barcelona goalkeeper Baia became more and more angry. Are Real Madrid players targeting him today? Why do they always use heavy artillery to play him? Is it fun?

Baya, who was hit hard again, threw the ball out of breath, stood on the goal line and pulled the jersey to look at his body, and his reaction was all watched by the Real Madrid players.

Guti gave a thumbs up, and the others nodded, understanding that the time is almost up.

When Carlos attacked with the ball again, Baya was a little nervous and stood forward unnaturally.

Carlos looked up and flicked his thigh hard.

Baya was startled, shit, come again.

The moment he pounced, Carlos lowered the strength of his raised leg and passed the ball directly to the middle with a swing of his calf.

Baya knew it was broken as soon as the ball went out, but it was too late for him to turn back.

Raul, who was lurking in the middle, had already kicked into the goal with a sliding tackle.

Zero to one.

Real Madrid lead.

Baya, who twisted his body, looked at the football in the net helplessly, and only wanted to show a middle finger in his heart-I rely on him!

Raul ran over to hug Guti, "Jose, you're so smart."

"Hey, it's my pass."

Carlos put his hands on his hips.

"Thanks, Roberto!"

"It's really dishonest."

Carlos said with a big smile on his face, and hugged the two of them.

That's it, it's great that everyone thinks of bad ideas together and cooperates to break through the opponent's door.

The Real Madrid fans who came to the scene with the team made a loud cry, while the Barcelona fans booed desperately.

Robson issued instructions to the players on the field to let them pay attention to defense, but did not notice the indignant expressions of the Barcelona players.

And the old man stood in front of the seat, looked at the scheming disciples on the field with a smile on his face, and couldn't help shaking his head with a smile.

Hierro looked at the teammates celebrating in front, and said something to Redondo:

"Jose is really smart."

Redondo also laughed, "Tricked me to teach him a lesson."

Hierro smiled, "Punish him for running laps?"

"That counts as a lesson?"

Redondo glanced at him, but a smile appeared on the corner of his lips.

"Well, let him treat."

"Haha~~"

The author has something to say: PS: Thank you for your comfort. In fact, I think very openly. Many things cannot be undone by manpower, so I just need to do my best to have a clear conscience.

PS: I love stories, YY with everyone is really fun!