After time travel, I can only beat up the national football team

Chapter 83 Milan Christmas Tree

"China People's Broadcasting Station, China Central Television, dear listeners..."

At this time, Lao Huang was finally able to host the Champions League games by himself, with only one or two guests in each game. Without the awkward cooperation with Lao Sun, his voice was particularly passionate and powerful!

This game is the first Champions League game that CCTV will broadcast this year, and the Portuguese Super League will start broadcasting it in December.

So this is also the first time that domestic mainland fans can see Zhang Desheng fighting on behalf of the Chinese in the Champions League in the middle of the night!

This is really something that domestic fans are looking forward to. Although the national football team also has several players who play in top European leagues, even Sun Jihai, who is doing the best, seems to have little chance to touch such a big stage as the Champions League!
"Look, the foreigner has given Zhang Desheng a close-up before the show even starts. Is it so impressive?"

"That's awesome. There is also separate data showing that I can't understand English. Wife, please get a dictionary!"

"Isn't that Nesta? Inzaghi... Maldini... Shevchenko... Oh my god, isn't this a dream? Are Zhang Desheng's opponents already these superstars? The last time I saw him It’s still a game for the National Youth Team!”

"This is too impressive. Look, he is wearing No. 9! Do you know what No. 9 means?"

"In 5 games, 6 goals and 2 assists, I am the top scorer in the Champions League. What level is this? Is it worse or better than Ronaldo?"

"Mad, the game hasn't started yet, why are my eyes a little red?"

"Fuck, why are you crying? If Chinese football can produce such a genius, I will cry!"

"Wow... he's so handsome, with that straight nose, those beautiful big eyes, and that wet face... I can't stand it anymore, I have to go to the bathroom..."

"..."

In tonight's game against AC Milan, domestic fans are actually not very familiar with Porto's players, but they are more familiar with AC Milan's players.

This is because CCTV began broadcasting official Serie A games in 91, and began broadcasting Serie A games live in 94, including the first two European Championships.

Therefore, domestic fans are very familiar with the top stars of the European football powers, especially the top stars of Serie A, and AC Milan is one of the traditional giants of Serie A, so they are naturally even more familiar.

But no matter how familiar they are with Serie A teams, everyone is supporting Porto tonight, and everyone just wants to see Zhang Desheng perform well.

Zhang Desheng also knew that there would be many more people than expected today, waiting in front of the TV for him to perform well.

Therefore, no matter who is guarding him tonight, even if Nesta is guarding him personally, he will still score a goal!
At this time, players from both teams were already standing in the center circle, and Porto won the right to kick off.

"beep!"

The referee of today's match is the Danish giant referee Nelson. The tallest person on the field at this time is actually the referee.

After the opening whistle blew, the entire San Siro stadium once again erupted with cheers that wanted to blow Porto away, followed by a chorus of 7 people singing the team song (and [-] away fans)!
"This team song of yours is really nice!"

Zhang Desheng felt a little disappointed when he saw that the Georgian Kaladze was marking him today. He really wanted to compete with Nesta, who is called the number one central defender in active service by AC Milan fans.

"Thank you, I think it sounds good too!"

Kaladze didn't expect Zhang Desheng to praise their team song, so of course he had to thank others for the praise.

"Your coach didn't mention me before the game?"

Zhang Desheng actually started chatting with Karadze while strolling in the frontcourt.

"Well, he said you were dangerous!"

Kaladze decided not to speak again after saying this, because chatting with his opponent like this was a bit silly!
"He was right!"

As Zhang Desheng was talking, he suddenly started at high speed.

The most important thing is that this time his first step was obviously faster than ever before!

Kaladze's athletic ability is also amazing. Zhang Desheng feels that he is like a comprehensively enhanced version of Fan Zhiyi.

But in terms of instant reaction, no one on this earth can keep up with him. Even if a [-]-meter flying man were to compete with him to see who could start faster, he would still be far ahead.

Therefore, even if Zhang Desheng's explosive power is not top-notch at this stage, he can still distance any opponent by one position at the moment of activation.

At this time, full-back Valente's long pass also arrived.

Zhang Desheng caught up with the football and pushed it forward gently. He saw the football that was smashed down from the sky and bounced to the lawn a few meters away in front of him.

At this time, as long as you speed up and catch up, you will be not far from the restricted area!
Zhang Desheng thought well, but when he ran, he suddenly glanced out of the corner of his eye and saw a tall red and black figure coming out of the flank. "Humph, I knew you would come over!"

Zhang Desheng's reaction was so quick. He instantly saw Nesta appearing just in his path.

But he was no fool, and he knew very well that his plan to go forward could not proceed, so his pursuit of the football turned into a cross ball.

After Jankauskas got the ball, he immediately separated the sides. Alenichev on the right cut directly in regardless of the three-seven-two-one.

"It's so fierce!"

Zhang Desheng gave this Russian a thumbs up in his heart. Even if Maldini is old, he won't be so easily offended, right?
Sure enough, although Maldini's speed was not as fast as at his peak, his judgment was still accurate. He blocked Alenichev's inward route and seized the opportunity to make a clean tackle.

Alenichev fell down and the football naturally lost control. Maldini, who got up quickly, immediately stepped forward to collect the ball.

"Returning to defense is so fast! The positioning is so neat! No wonder he qualified first in the group!"

Ancelotti was watching from the sidelines as he advanced and retreated. Even if the ball was intercepted, he remained calm and calm. Porto, who was fading like a tide, knew in his heart why this team could beat Barcelona and beat Arsenal to the top of the group. Qualified.

Maldini also saw that there was no fast break opportunity, so he passed the ball to Seedorf, one of the three midfielders.

Today's AC Milan formation is very creative. This 4312 formation is a new style of play evolved from the 442 formation. It is also called the "Christmas tree formation" at this time.

Ancelotti is not the originator of this formation, but his AC Milan is undoubtedly the master of this formation.

This is mainly because he has a set of players that can perfectly unleash the power of the Christmas tree, especially the essential "3"!
Seedorf gets the ball at this time. As a quasi-super giant with no technical shortcomings and a clear head, he can reach the level of Iniesta. He can break through with the ball from the left position, and can also run through. Passing can also be completely masterful.

He was relatively sober today. He first passed the ball to Costa in an attempt to make a one-two match, and the latter did pass the ball back perfectly.

However, Ferreira's excellent positioning sense directly blocked his path to continue to break through.

At this time, Seedorf was not reckless and immediately turned around and gave the ball back to Pirlo who was trailing behind.

Pirlo kept playing the ball at this time, and made a long pass that required almost no adjustment or observation, but the accuracy was not bad at all. He even calculated Shevchenko's amazing speed and passed a long pass that was enough for him to perform. .

Mourinho was so frightened that he jumped up from the bench. If the ball was passed and the nuclear warhead caught it, they would explode!
"I come!"

Carvalho, Portugal's main central defender, once again stood up at a critical moment.

Nesta's prediction was accurate, and Carvalho's was no different. He accurately predicted the ball's landing point and successfully pushed the ball back in front of Shevchenko in front of the penalty area.

Deco quickly went up to grab the ball, but as soon as he rushed in front of the football, he was knocked away by a strong force.

No need to ask at this time, it must be the "hunting dog" Gattuso who did the good thing.

But in Nelson's opinion, this fight was a normal confrontation, and the loser could only blame himself for being inferior to others!
After Gattuso grabbed the football, he had no idea of ​​handling it himself. He turned around and passed it to Pirlo who was trailing behind.

This time Pirlo did not pass the ball long, but transferred the ball to Seedorf.

But this time Seedorf failed to get down, and the ball was taken out of bounds by himself due to Ferreira's interference.

"Grandma, why did you stretch your crotch again today?"

Porto got the ball back this time, but Zhang Desheng still sighed when he looked at Deco.

He was hesitant when he drew his sword before the game because he saw that Deco's combat power had dropped to 87 before he even played today.

He estimated that after Deco was entangled by Gattuso on the court, and then cooperated with Pirlo to sneak attack from the side, there would be a risk of missing again today.

But if you think about it carefully, you can't just blame Deco for being weak in the competition. In fact, AC Milan's three midfielders are simply unable to defeat a core midfielder like him.

Zhang Desheng knew that if he wanted to get support from the midfielder today, he had to drop back to meet the opponent again.

But this would indeed make Deco feel better, but his problem arose.

If he can't get closer to the goal, he will have to be constantly disturbed by Kaladze, who is good at man-marking. At the same time, he will always be under the supervision of Nesta. Then the bastard might come over and give him a touch at some point. son.

"So it makes sense that you can't make it to the Brazilian team. If Ronaldinho were to partner with me at this time..."

Zhang Desheng felt pain again when he thought about this. Even if AC Milan's third midfielder were replaced by Zidane or Ronaldinho, they would probably still need support to deal with it.

(End of this chapter)