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Chapter 421 A hot start (Second update, please subscribe!)

The final pre-game preparations are over, and the starting players have also put on their equipment.

Su Ke stuffed the shin guards into his socks, pulled the socks up above his knees, and then took a deep breath to calm down.

Everyone's eyes subconsciously focused on Maldini.

Maldini tightened the captain's armband on his arm, turned to look at the crowd, and said loudly:

"We have done well enough to reach the Champions League semi-finals again, but now that we are here, I don't think anyone wants to retreat!"

Maldini paused, and then he nodded with satisfaction when he saw everyone's eyes became sharp.

He took a deep breath and said loudly: "There is nothing to be afraid of! Even if it is at the opponent's home court, we are AC Milan!"

Bang bang!

Maldini hit his chest hard.

"Look at the team emblem on your chest. It carries a century of honor and belief. We are AC Milan! We are warriors from the Apennines. We are not here to taste failure, but to make the other party feel fear."

"Whether he is Manchester United, Ferguson or whatever, we have nothing to fear!"

"Forza! Milan!"

Everyone roared in unison.

"Forza!!!Milan!!!"

With the last chant, the Milan players followed Maldini, walked out of the locker room and stepped onto the battlefield that belonged to them.

At the same time, on the other side of the corner, Giggs, wearing the captain's armband, also led the Manchester United players over.

The two sides met at the corner of the players' tunnel, but no one looked away. They looked forward and stood neatly on both sides of the players' tunnel.

Both sides had serious expressions and determined eyes.

Even the referee standing at the front felt the solemn and oppressive pre-match atmosphere.

The referee licked his dry lips when a voice came from the headphones.

"Get ready to show up!"

The referee turned his head and shouted while pressing his earphone.

Suddenly, players from both sides roared.

Wow! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ——

The whole Old Trafford stadium was erupting.

The crowd surged like boiling water.

The cheers and boos of tens of thousands of fans made the entire stadium extremely lively.

Manchester United fans were shouting wildly. They were cheering for the home team and booing Milan at the same time.

In the away fan stands, the Milan away fans headed by Bob were few in number, but they still shouted at the top of their lungs, trying to squeeze out a voice belonging to Milan from this huge sound.

Although it was very weak, they still did it.

2,000 people against 80,000 people, this is not an easy thing.

Although the sound was very weak, it was still conveyed to the Milan players.

When Suker walked out of the players' tunnel, he looked at the Milan fans' away stands from a distance.

In the huge stands of Manchester United fans, they only occupied a small square, but there stood the red and black team flag belonging to Milan and 2,000 Milan fans.

They came here on an expedition just to cheer on the Milan players.

The live DJ at Old Trafford started calling names.

Each player's name appeared on the dome's speakers.

As long as it's a Manchester United player, the fans will burst into cheers.

On the other hand, it was the Milan players who were booed all over the place.

Suker didn't have much opinion on this. It was too difficult to get cheers and applause in an away game, let alone Old Trafford.

At the same time, Suker also noticed that Modric had put on Manchester United's No. 8 jersey.

This is the number of the core midfielder!

Obviously, Modric was highly valued by Ferguson, so he gave the No. 8 jersey to Modric.

As for Modric's nickname, Su Ke really didn't pay attention to it before.

Being able to wear the No. 8 jersey means that Modric is doing well at Manchester United.

Starting lineups for both sides:

Manchester United (4-3-3):

Goalkeeper: Edwin van der Sar.

Defenders: O'Shea, Ferdinand, Vidic, Evra

Midfielder: Modric, Carrick, Scholes.

Forwards: Ronaldo, Rooney, Giggs.

AC Milan (4-4-2):

Goalkeeper: Dida.

Defenders: Cafu, Nesta, Maldini, Jankulovski.

Midfielder: Gattuso, Pirlo, Ambrosini, Seedorf.

Forward: Kaká, Suker.

Wow! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ——

Beep beep beep beep~~~~~~

Shh~! ! ! ! ! !

Old Trafford was filled with all kinds of sounds, especially in the pre-match stage.

Rooney and Giggs were already standing in the center circle waiting for kick-off.

Milan players are also waiting for a quick impact.

Soon, the referee began to withdraw from the center circle.

At this time, the cheers at the scene became even more intense.

Beep!

The moment the whistle blew, Manchester United kicked off and Milan players quickly moved forward.

"The game has begun! In the first leg of the Champions League semi-finals, Manchester United faced AC Milan at home. Both teams caused a tragedy in the previous round. They both have high morale. Can they continue their form into this game! "

Suker accelerated towards Modric.

Modric understands Suker very well and also understands this guy's speed and impact.

After Modric directly passed the ball back, he saw Suker suddenly pass by him.

"It's so fast!"

Modric sighed in a low voice, and then quickly ran towards another gap.

When Suker was about to attack Ferdinand, the latter directly passed the ball to Modric who ran into the open space.

Modric deflected the ball and completed the pass again before Suker's impact.

Su Ke continued to chase the ball.

"It's useless to press alone!"

Modric shook his head and continued to run into space to catch the ball.

He stepped on the ball firmly under his feet, looked sideways forward, and at the same time paid attention to Su Ke with his peripheral vision.

Su Ke had stopped and grinned slightly. He knew very well that although Modric was not looking at him, he was definitely still paying attention to him.

Suker moved a few steps forward, and sure enough Modric passed the ball.

"Walking the dog!"

Suk shouted angrily.

He spoke in Croatian, and only Modric understood it.

However, Modric did not respond and continued to organize the rhythm of the midfield.

Su Ke no longer attacks the defense line, and runs around at the beginning as a warm-up.

He went straight to the back line, and Ferdinand and Vidic immediately approached Suker's direction.

The ball is still at the feet of the Manchester United players.

Modric played very calmly, directing passes and observing at the same time.

Suker could see that Modric's head was constantly swinging from side to side. Even when being pressed, the guy's head was still swinging to observe.

This is also an ability he has developed in the Premier League. With this ability, he has the confidence to make such an operation.

At this moment, Modric suddenly moved the ball horizontally, avoiding Kaká's pressing. At the same time, he straightened his feet and whipped the ball hard.

The ball penetrated diagonally towards Milan's half, passing between Maldini and Jankulovski.

"careful!"

Maldini yelled and quickly followed up.

At this time, Jankulovsky and Ronaldo were already fighting together.

Faced with Ronaldo's quick start and speed, Jankulovsky defended in a very embarrassed manner, but still held Ronaldo behind and passed the ball to Maldini.

However, after passing the ball, Jankulovsky fell to the ground. Obviously Ronaldo put great pressure on him.

When the ball came to AC Milan's feet, Suker and Kaká were on the left and right, and the two became ready to make a move.

Pirlo received the ball and turned around. Giggs wanted to follow up and press, but Pirlo deflected the ball and easily got rid of it.

At the same time, Pirlo took a long pass directly.

This long pass went to the left and landed behind the defender.

Su Ke suddenly started up and followed quickly.

But behind him, Serbian defender Vidic also struggled to follow up.

The moment Suker was about to touch the ball, Vidic slammed into Suker hard.

Even though Suk had a good feel for the ball, he was knocked forward and flew forward at this moment.

Suker slid forward on the lawn, his white jersey dyed green.

He turned over, sat on the ground and raised his hands.

But the referee had no intention of blowing the whistle.