Chinese players in Europe

Chapter 738 I'm Coming!

The time has entered 85 minutes of the game, and the score is still 3:2, with Barcelona leading.Tottenham Hotspur tried their best to press and attack wildly, but they have not been able to break through Barcelona's goal.The Tottenham fans in the stands began to get anxious. The shouts and roars kept ringing out one after another. Time was running out. At this moment, their hearts were completely filled with worries.

"Go! Go! There are 5 minutes to stoppage time, and we are running out of time!"

"Don't give up! Don't give up! Tottenham Hotspur!"

"Goal! Goal! We need a goal!"

"We need a hero! A savior to save the team!"

The Tottenham players on the field were actually very impatient. They had summoned up all their energy and strength, and continued to attack Barcelona's half. Somewhat frustrated.

On the scene, although they beat one less player, they had the upper hand. This was bought at the price of overdrawing their physical strength.They no longer consider whether they have the physical fitness to play overtime. If they don't score in these few minutes, the game will end directly, so there is no overtime!

"Don't give up! Keep running! Let's all run! They can't hold on anymore! Seize the opportunity, we only need one goal, and we will be able to survive! Come on, brothers!"

Could it be that he kept clapping and shouting to encourage his teammates on the field, and he would yell like this at the opponent without passing by a teammate, and then continued to charge towards the Barcelona half with his teammates one after another.

But today Tottenham Hotspur's luck is really bad. Just when the Tottenham players are not successful or Chengren's crazy onslaught, bad luck once again befalls them-the whole game No.807 minutes, After Tottenham’s attack failed again, Barcelona seized Tottenham’s large-scale pressure on the empty space in the back defense. Harvey made a direct pass from the backcourt. Messi’s frontcourt movement was successful and turned offside, and he won a single goal at 25 meters in the penalty area , Cudicini, who abandoned the goal and attacked, was easily swayed by Messi, and in desperation reached out and pulled Messi down.Cudicini had the idea of ​​not allowing Barcelona to score even if he got a red card and was sent off. Pulling Messi outside the penalty area would get a red card at most, and Barcelona may not be able to score a free kick.But Messi made the same move as Butzkets after falling-he rolled twice when he landed, and landed directly in the penalty area!
Red card penalty!

This is the penalty given by the referee.His sight was blocked by the players on both sides running chaotically, and he saw Messi fall in pain in the penalty area. His experience helped him make the above-mentioned penalty.

"Penalty kick? It turned out to be a penalty kick? This is unbelievable! Has Mr. Referee's head burned out? Did he forget to put on his glasses when he went out today? This is just a foul outside the penalty area! The Swedish man The referee once again made a jaw-dropping penalty, and it seems that if the suspense of the game is not killed, he will not give up!" The German commentator in the commentary watched the live electronic screen over and over again. The slow motion, anyone who is not an idiot can clearly see that Cudicini’s pull this time was outside the penalty area, that is to say, this penalty was a complete misjudgment, “It’s unbelievable. In a major final, the referee made such a low-level mistake, is this the professional level of UEFA's most elite referees? It's really a bunch of shit!"

"The La Masia Academy of Film and Television really lives up to its reputation! The players who come out of it are all stars with superb acting skills. If they star in a movie, they can even monopolize all the Oscar awards!" The British commentator was even more direct He sneered, "How could we win this final? We didn't lose to our opponents, our strength is not inferior to them, but our acting skills are not as good as their opponents! Against a group of Oscar winners, it is difficult for us not to lose! "

"Tottenham Hotspur's game is really unlucky..." Even the neutral commentator couldn't stand it anymore, "Before a penalty kick was awarded, the main goalkeeper Neuer was sent off, and a library was replaced. Dicini, was sent off after not playing halftime, and gave Barcelona a penalty... What does this mean? It can only mean that Barcelona's luck is really good! I think even if they win the final championship, And no one will feel that they have won fair and square!"

"It seems that Barcelona won the treble for the second time and at the same time became the first team in history to successfully defend the Champions League. I can't think of any reason why they couldn't win the final championship!" The Spanish commentator also said dumbfounded, but there was still a hint of sourness in his tone - he is pro-Real Madrid...

"This is really... this is really..."

The Tottenham fans in the stands also watched this unbelievable scene dumbfounded. They were so shocked that they could only repeat this sentence unconsciously.They didn't expect the game to turn out like this. When Neuer was sent off with a red card and Tottenham were sentenced to death, they thought the game was over, but they didn't expect Raul to take them off the cliff when they were two goals behind. They pulled back from the edge, and the subsequent dominant situation made them see hope again. Who knows that they have lost another goalkeeper now, and the referee even gave the opponent a penalty kick... like this , is there any chance of winning?With two fewer players and two goals behind (the fans also counted this penalty), is it possible for the team to perform a reversal miracle in the last 5 minutes?
The Tottenham Hotspur players were also stunned by this change, but they quickly realized that they didn't care about the trouble of Messi who "diving", but flocked to the referee like a swarm.

"You can't do that! It's not a penalty! Keep your eyes open, it's not a penalty!"

"How much did you charge them! Mr. Referee!"

"Can you imagine how many fans spurned and scolded you after the game? No doubt, you were drowned in saliva by football-loving fans all over the world because you did something that insulted football!"

The emotional Cudicini even rushed to the referee, pushed the opponent, and yelled angrily: "Is this your decision? Or is it the idea of ​​the **** bastards behind you? If it's the latter, okay , we admit it! It can only be said that this championship was given to Barcelona by those bastards!"

Cudicini not only scolded the referee, but also brought UEFA behind him. He was broken. He was shown a red card by the opponent anyway and could not continue the game. Now, the heaviest punishment has appeared, so what is he afraid of!As for additional punishment, let them do whatever they want.

Looking at the furious Tottenham players, Busacca was also terrified, afraid that the opponent would do something irrational. How could he, a referee with thin arms and legs, be the opponent of this group of professional athletes?Fortunately, the fourth official saw the opportunity quickly and rushed into the field to pull him out of the crowd.

As for Cudicini's penalty, Busacca still insisted on his own opinion.

The Tottenham fans in the stands also came back to their senses. Immediately, overwhelming shouts and boos sounded from all directions. Many radical fans even started throwing objects into the field and threatened to find the Swedish referee after the game. Do the math well.

And in China, watching this "farce" scene in front of the TV angrily threw out everything that could be smashed in his hands, and kept swearing, wishing he could get into the TV Go to the scene and strangle the referee to death.

And on the Internet, countless Huaxia fans are also quickly refreshing their comments - "Let me tell you, the winner of this game must be Barcelona! Who let them have a godfather!"

"Godfather is mighty! Godfather is awesome! Godfather is really a man! Godfather is pure man!"

"This Swedish referee is the godfather of Barcelona! See it! See it! Do you know how the stupid champions come to be? That's how they come! Dipping is invincible!"

"Damn it! The plane is probably out of luck this time!"

"I really want to strangle this stupid referee to death!"

The BJ studio was also full of curses, and He Ping murmured in a daze: "This is really a final that cannot be described in words!" He was full of pride before the game, and he was also full of pride during the game, but at this moment Boy, even if he is full of pride, he can't be proud... The game has developed to this situation, even if God comes, it will be nothing.

"This game... Tottenham may really be over... Hey!" Duan Xuan was also speaking to himself, with an unconcealable loss and resentment in his tone.

Germany. Munich. Allianz Arena.

The uproar in the stands is still going on, but the Tottenham players have given up arguing with the referee, hoping that he can take back his fateful move. They know that no matter how hard they try, no matter how much they plead and defend, it is useless. Why should they take it again? Put your hot face on someone else's cold ass.

For the sake of the game, as long as Barcelona scores this penalty, then there is really no suspense in this game.Leading by two goals, playing two more players, and counting stoppage time, there are only six or seven minutes. Is it really necessary for them to continue in such a game?

Everyone's faces were full of frustration and despair, and they stood there dejectedly, as if they didn't have the strength to move any more.

Redknapp sighed a little depressed, then shook his head, as if he had resigned himself to his fate.So what if he doesn't accept his fate?Now one goal behind, Barcelona will soon have to take a penalty kick.Once this penalty is scored, even if all the gods are possessed by Tottenham, it is useless, and the time left for them is simply not enough!As for the missed penalty, Redknapp never thought that the opponent would not score. If either of the team's two goalkeepers were on the field, he might still have a little luck, but now... The three substitutions in his hand have all been used up, and the team doesn't even have a full-time goalkeeper on the field. Who will keep the goal?Who can hold on?Do not make jokes!If you pin your hopes on the Barcelona players to miss the ball, it is better to pray to God...

"Don't give up! Don't give up!"

This kind of voice resounded on the court again, and the eyes of the players followed the prestige.Seeing that Mo Fei was still clapping his hands and yelling to boost everyone's morale, some people's eyes lit up, but soon dimmed again. In the current situation, no matter how much they cheered up, it was useless...

"I told you not to give up the fuck!"

Mo Fei yelled again, and he rushed towards his teammates who were far away, shaking their shoulders vigorously one after another, as if trying to cheer up their listless spirits.

"What an outstanding player, what an outstanding leader..." Seeing this scene, a commentator in the commentary couldn't help expressing such emotion. He found his eyes seemed to be a little wet, "Such a player , Such a captain, such a strong team, we have no way not to respect, no way not to cheer for it! Well done, Tottenham Hotspur! Even if you lose this game, You are also the best! It doesn't matter, we will fight again next year!"

"Well done, Tottenham Hotspur! Well done, Mo!"

"You are the best team, win or lose! You are our pride!"

"Tottenham are the greatest team in the world... Glory be to Tottenham... We will not give in... The Assassins go on... Go on!"

Shocking cheers and singing erupted again from the stands, but this time, there was a tragic and decisive atmosphere in the momentum, it seemed that the fans also knew that the champion was leaving them, what they did now All this, just cheering for their team, pure cheering!
This time's failure is not a disgrace, this time's failure is also an honor!This time's failure is also worthy of their heartfelt cheers!
Could it be that he didn't care about all this, he knew that verbal encouragement could no longer restore the confidence of his teammates, and he had to set an example with practical actions.

Mo Fei trotted all the way to the sidelines, and pulled Cudicini, who had been sent off the pitch and cried like a tearful man, to his side: "Give it to me."

"What?" Cudicini asked with tears in his eyes.

"Your jersey and gloves!" Mo Fei looked at him fixedly, with a firm and unquestionable tone, "The game is not over yet, and we haven't lost yet! As I said, if they want to win, they have to get money from our dead bodies." Step over!"

"This penalty kick..." Mo Fei looked sideways at his penalty area. Messi had already walked to the edge of the penalty area with the ball in his arms, ready to take a penalty kick. I come!!!"

(End of this chapter)