I am Quaresma

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Obviously there is no one around, but where does the feeling of such a violent collision come from?

Messi's first reaction was that someone secretly built a wall beside him, a thick and hard wall like reinforced concrete.

And when Messi lost his balance and fell to the ground because of his uncontrollable center of gravity, he saw Quaresma.

Suddenly realized!

Turns out Quaresma was the wall!

At this moment, he is really a little confused!

Although his body is thin and thin, his confrontation ability is not so bad that he is outrageous. In many cases, he will not be knocked to the ground roughly by the opponent's full back.

However, in front of Quaresma, he was like a weak little pet, powerless to resist.

This made Messi feel very frustrated.

The speed is stronger than myself, the technical ability is stronger than myself, the finishing ability is stronger than myself, and now even the strength is casually ravaging myself, what else can I compare with Quaresma?

Do you let yourself and Quaresma compare to defense?

Well, Messi admits that he really has a slight advantage at this point.

When he fell to the ground, Messi was thinking wildly in his mind, but he quickly realized that he spread his hands and kept protesting to the referee.

"It's a foul!"

The Barcelona fans in the stands also booed constantly. In their view, their player fell to the ground, which was a foul that did not need to be suspected.

It's just that the referee on duty didn't say anything, but just made a gesture to continue the game.

No foul!

Quaresma had already got the ball, and even though the stands were booing loudly at this moment, as if a stormy wave hit him, he did not have the slightest psychological fluctuation.

If the pressure of fans can influence the rules on the green field, there is really no need for this sport to continue to exist.

Quaresma knew very well that there was no foul. After all, after breaking through the previous defensive player, the ball was not under Messi's control for a moment, and the probability of himself and Messi getting the ball was 50%.

And physical contact in such a situation will not be whistled for a foul, even in the more technical La Liga.

Not to mention this is the Champions League!

Quickly handing the ball to Sneijder, Quaresma exploded again, firing on all cylinders, roaring like a wild donkey into Barcelona's half.

Seeing this scene full of hormones, Barcelona fans couldn't help but want to cover their eyes and dare not continue watching. For them, Quaresma's sprint is a nightmare, a nightmare that even God cannot redeem .

The Real Madrid fans in front of the TV couldn't help roaring loudly. With Quaresma's indomitable sprint, they had already climaxed.

The wind was whistling in his ears, and the turf under his feet seemed to have completely turned into a power spring, giving Quaresma the greatest strength with every step.

His speed was soaring, as if he stepped on the accelerator to the maximum on the F1 track, and the speed pointer suddenly turned to the maximum, spanning the entire dial.

No one can keep up!

No one can catch up!

One after another, Barcelona players overtook Quaresma one by one in the defense and then left far away. At this time, Quaresma had no football under his feet, and his sprint was the purest, most primitive, and wildest.

The Barcelona players also carried the last glimmer of hope in despair. They knew that they had no ability to stop Quaresma, but as long as they cut off the opponent Quaresma's last pass, then even if Quaresma himself finally broke through the ball Net, there is no threat at all.

Well, if you do break through the net, you can send Quaresma the bill for repairing the net after the game.

Hope is like a ray of dawn in despair, illuminating the hearts of all Barcelona players.

They have given up chasing Quaresma and put all their defensive focus on defending other Real Madrid players. They want to kill the source of Quaresma's threat.

But at this moment, Quaresma suddenly stopped beside Puyol. On the field, Puyol was the most lagging point in the Barcelona lineup.

At the same moment, after the ball passed through the Real Madrid players, under Guti's feet, the Real Madrid deputy made a long pass at an angle of about 45 degrees, and the ball went straight to the Barcelona goal in the air.

lob?

In the blink of an eye, everyone couldn't help but have such a thought in their hearts.

The next moment, everyone's eyes widened and their mouths widened, too surprised to be able to close them.

I saw the ball swirling in a big arc towards the sky above the penalty area, changing the trajectory of the lob shot, but the moment Guti passed the ball, Quaresma suddenly started like a cheetah, and Puyol didn't even When he realized the danger, he had already advanced into the penalty area.

Like a soaring eagle, Quaresma jumped high, his body stretched, his left foot accumulated strength in the air and turned into a support, his right foot swung out violently like a long whip, and where his right foot went, there was an impressive It's the ball that spins here.

Amid the incredible exclamations of everyone, Quaresma completed a sky-defying flying volley shot.

The whole world seemed to be cheering, overwhelmed by Quaresma's incredible performance, and the eyes of the whole world had gathered here. At this moment, Quaresma seemed to have stood on the altar.

Barcelona goalkeeper Valdez is in an extremely bad mood at the moment. He knows that he will once again become the great background board of Quaresma.

Whenever Quaresma's wonderful goal highlights are played by fans, he will become the poor object of ridicule.

"My God, that goalkeeper is too miserable!"

At this moment, Valdés really hoped that he was an unknown person, that no one would remember his name, just like an ostrich, who buried his head in his wings so that others could not see him.

But in fact, for at least ten years, he can only continue to be sad, because as Barcelona's number one goalkeeper and Spain's No. 2 national goalkeeper, his popularity is still very wide.

It's really the first time I don't want to make myself so famous, really!

The ending seemed to be doomed, the ball passed the trembling Valdés and flew into Barcelona's goal without any suspense, once again bringing the most fatal injury to Barcelona.

In the air, Quaresma had already seen the ball fly into the goal, and the moment it landed, he jumped up suddenly, clenched his fists excitedly, and smiled up to the sky, as if this was the only way to vent the most primitive impulse in his heart.

The whole world seems to have gone mad, and that's still in Quaresma's incredible performance.

The Nou Camp stadium was dead silent, and the Barcelona fans were so shocked that they lost their voices. They were simply unwilling to accept the reality in front of them.

Real Madrid teammates have rushed towards Quaresma madly, excited and excited like they lost their minds.

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