Starting with Milan as a central defender

Chapter 159 Maldini looked with affectionate eyes, filled with the shadow of his 22-year-old self.

Chapter 159 Maldini looked with affectionate eyes, filled with the shadow of his 22-year-old self.
Studio.

The barrage instantly flooded the screen.
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[Wow, that’s a bit handsome! 】
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[This kind of goal-line rescue greatly improves the morale of the team! 】
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[The train of time passed by San Siro, and the 46-year-old Maldini was there, looking at him affectionately, his eyes were full of his 22-year-old shadow. 】
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[Just copy it, right? 】

"How about it?"

Abbiati helped Qin Yun up, looked left and right, for fear of any accident.

"Don't worry, nothing happened."

Qin Yun rubbed his butt. He put down the shovel too quickly and didn't have time to prepare before landing.

The teammates breathed a sigh of relief when they heard the words. If they end up injured, then Milan will be uncomfortable.

Diego Costa supported his knees and stood up slowly.

Why can't we avoid this person?

But after thinking about it, since I can't beat it, I will join.

He had heard from his agent Armando before that Chelsea had also invited Qin Yun.

When the time comes, the two swords will be combined, and they will be peerless
Thinking about it, Diego Costa's expression became more and more mysterious, like an unfolding chrysanthemum.

Qin Yun felt goosebumps all over his body when he saw it. What does this guy want to do?

There is a conspiracy!
"Atletico Madrid took a corner kick, Zapata headed the ball out of the penalty area first, and Essien drove forward."

"Okay, the referee blew the whistle for the end of the first half."

"The two teams fought 2-0, with Milan leading!"

"The time left for Atletico Madrid is only 45 minutes."

"If the score does not change in the second half, then Milan will advance to the semi-finals of the Champions League!"

"Presumably Allegri and Simeone will make adjustments during the halftime break."

"let us wait and see!"

Home team locker room.

Allegri sets the magnets on the tactical board.

"We must not relax our vigilance. Now we are leading by away goals. As long as Atletico Madrid scores a goal, all advantages will be turned into bubbles."

"As long as you can hold the last 45 minutes, you can advance to the semi-finals!"

"Milan fell in front of Barcelona last time. So, this time I hope you can do your best!"

"Fuck them!"

Allegri raised his fist high and looked around.

Champions League semi-finals
How many of you here have achieved this achievement?
In addition to Kaká, Balotelli and Essien.
All three seem to have won the Champions League
Allegri suddenly felt a little embarrassed.

Qin Yun's eyes were quick and he shouted twice, but he still wanted to tease him.

Milan players have echoed
There was laughter in the locker room.

The Atletico dressing room is like hell.

"sit down!"

"Shut me all up!"

The Atletico Madrid player subconsciously straightened his back and shut his mouth tightly.

"How does it feel to be behind? The more painful thing is yet to come!"

"First of all, we didn't put enough intensity into this game, so, give me intensity, more intensity!"

"Second, no matter how I play, it's my fucking decision, no matter if I lose the game or perform poorly, I will be responsible for it!"

"You just need to execute!"

"Understand!?"

"There are 45 minutes left, I want to see your fighting spirit!"

Simeone slapped the tactical board hard and roared angrily.

To be honest, coaches with no skills dare not reprimand players with this tone.

After all, there are countless things in football that players "kill" the head coach, such as Capello, Benitez, Mourinho and so on.

The locker room is completely silent
The 15-minute break ends quickly.

Players from both sides returned to the court.

The fans cheered again.

"Good evening, viewers, and welcome back!

"The live broadcast for you now is the second leg of the 2013-14 Champions League quarter-finals."

"AC Milan vs Atletico Madrid in the second half!"

"At present, the total score of the two teams is 3:3, and Milan temporarily takes the lead with an away goal."

"Atletico Madrid made substitution adjustments and Garcia replaced Adrian."

"It should be to increase the fulcrum in the penalty area and strengthen the offense. After all, for them, the only way to go is to score goals."

Accompanied by the referee's whistle.

The second half of the game officially begins!
Milan ball!

Balotelli kicked the ball across to Shalawi.

The Atletico Madrid players seemed to have been beaten three bowls of chicken blood and rushed forward frantically.

Qin Yun received a pass from his teammate.

Diego Costa threw all his emotions behind him and rushed forward, followed by Garcia.

Qin Yun didn't push it too hard and distributed the ball to the wing.

Zacardo made a long pass to divert the ball to the right.

Rather than risk holding the ball, it is better to keep the football out of the danger zone.

"Milan began to seek stability, and Felipe went directly to the confrontation, with a high intensity. Shalawi failed to stop, and the football was taken away by Suarez who was helping to defend."

"Atletico Madrid's local pressure left the opponent's frontcourt players in a state of isolation and helplessness. It is as difficult as heaven to want to score again!"

"Unless Kaka or Qin Yun explodes."

After stealing the ball, Atletico Madrid immediately moved forward.

No more attempts to attack from narrow flanks, but to penetrate from the center.

Suarez stuffed the ball into the center circle.

De Jong quickly stepped up.

Gabi pulled back with his back, continued to move forward, and then passed it to Turan who received the response.

35 meter area.

De Jong stopped in front of him and made a fierce steal.

Turan seemed to have done it deliberately and did not shy away from it at all.

The two collided and fell to the ground.

The referee immediately blew his whistle.

"Free kick?"

"It seems that the smell of gunpowder between the two teams is getting heavier, and the referee Emond has reduced the penalty scale in advance."

"About 35 meters from the goal, the position is good. Whether it is a direct shot or a tactic depends on how Atletico Madrid will choose."

De Jong got up and wanted to defend, but was immediately rejected by Emond.

Qin Yun called his teammates back and said: "More people come to the penalty area to mark Atletico Madrid's striker."

"It should be Koke who took the penalty"

With the whistle of the referee.

beep!
Garcia and Diego Costa, who have the strongest air combat capabilities in the Atletico Madrid team, outflanked the front and back respectively.

Forlán and Philippe moved near the sidelines on both wings, pulling the Milan players out.

The purpose of each player is clear, and it can be seen that Atletico Madrid has worked hard on set kicks.

Gabby ran up, rubbing his right foot violently.

The football instantly lifted off the ground, whirled violently in mid-air, and flew at extreme speed.

Point behind the small restricted area.

With his excellent physical fitness, Garcia pushed Mexes away and then jumped high.

"The angle is too small, it's hard to head Garcia directly into the goal, it's a calm judgment!"

Qin Yun tried his best and still couldn't squeeze Diego Costa away. He thought about increasing his strength training when he went back.

Otherwise, it would be really difficult to deal with players with such explosive physical fitness in the future.

Diego Costa was disturbed and lost the opportunity to directly attack the goal, so he turned his back and headed forward.

The football came to the outside of the box.

Gabby was like an assassin lurking in the middle of the crowd, suddenly bursting out and rushing towards the football.

(End of this chapter)

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