Midfielder

Chapter 288

Ronaldinho's words made Lin Yi alert, but such a word could not make Barcelona reverse the disadvantage on the field immediately. After all, it was not a short-term recovery from the blow of falling behind by two goals after the opening. They were still in a passive state.

Although they also tried to counterattack, the opponents grabbed too much in the midfield and backcourt, and it was difficult for them to calmly take the ball forward. Sometimes the back line could only rely on long-foot clearances to relieve the pressure, but such blind clearances could not be controlled by their offensive players at all.

Especially when Chelsea's back line pressed forward, including Eto'o, no one could control the first landing point of the clearance ball. Terry and Carvalho's header advantage played a considerable role at this time. They pushed the clearance ball to the front court again and again.

And those tall and strong Chelsea players used such repeated impacts to continue to put pressure on Barcelona. They now seemed not to retreat to defend, but to use such high-pressure impacts to once again get Valdes' goal.

Score another goal! This was not Lin Yi's intention, nor was it Mourinho's arrangement before the game, but the crazy shouts of Chelsea fans in Stamford Bridge ignited this idea, and Chelsea's players also launched a fierce attack on the field, and their counter-grabbing in the midfield was even more fierce.

Take advantage of your illness to kill you, this is the rule on the football field. This is a Champions League game, and there is no humanity here. Barcelona's sluggishness is an opportunity for Chelsea to create a massacre. Score another goal and let the opponent's nerves completely collapse. This is what many people think.

Including those English reporters, many people have set up their cameras behind the goal of Barcelona at this time. For these guys, Chelsea's third goal may come at any time, and they don't want to miss such a wonderful picture.

After Lin Yi scored, Rijkaard finally replaced Gerard, who was like a wandering ghost on the field, with Albertini. When that guy walked off the field, he kept his head down. For him, this game was basically an unrelieved nightmare.

Even the Spanish commentator in charge of the live broadcast said when Gerard was substituted, "Gerard's performance in the first fifteen minutes was a disaster. Because of his two mistakes, we are now 0-2 behind. This is a bad night for him."

If Laporta was also sitting in the VIP box at this moment, he would definitely not be in the mood to taste red wine. The team's poor performance and Gerard's weird mistakes, even if he was given the best Yunnan Baiyao at this moment, it would probably not make up for his mental trauma.

Laporta originally planned to use the results of surpassing Real Madrid in the Champions League and the league to consolidate his position, but now it seems that this damn start has lost control. If the opponent scores another goal, Barcelona can only go home and focus on the league.

And Gerard, who decided to stay, is definitely the culprit. Rosell will also seize this opportunity to continue to attack his own purchase policy. Losing the game is probably an unbearable result for Laporta, especially this kind of tragic defeat caused by his people.

Bad? Yes, there is probably nothing worse than this. Even the Barcelona fans at the scene booed Gerard, but Chelsea fans applauded him because they wanted to thank this guy for his mistake. Without him, Chelsea might not have scored two goals.

Just fifteen minutes after the start, a starting midfielder was replaced by the head coach without any injuries. This was not Rijkaard questioning his use of players, but because the player was really unbearable for him as the head coach.

As for which type of situation Gerard was in, I'm afraid there is no need to say it. It can only be said that his performance slapped Rijkaard hard. This time, the substitute midfielder he picked left and right completely slapped the Barcelona coaching staff with reality.

Gerard himself knew very well why this was the case. When he walked off the court, he didn't even return to the bench, but walked to the player's tunnel alone. For him, the game was over. Not only was the game over, but his days in Barcelona were also coming to an end.

This could have been an opportunity for him to win a new contract in Barcelona, ​​but now everything is messed up. Because of his stupid mistakes, the team is not only behind, but he will also be kicked out of the team when the summer transfer market opens.

There is no doubt about it. No matter what the result of this game is, whether it is a win or a loss, it has nothing to do with him. When Gerard walked into the player's tunnel, his ears were filled with the crazy shouts of Chelsea fans and the short boos of Barcelona fans.

"Damn game, damn goal, damn British, this damn Stamford Bridge." Gerard kept muttering these words before walking into the player's tunnel, but no one could hear them, and his curses would not win him applause from others.

Only the towel thrown by the assistant coach could make him feel a little warm, but on such a night, he could only choose to leave in depression.

It is estimated that no one is willing to care about his mood at this moment, including those teammates who can usually laugh together, no one came to comfort him.

Rijkaard really wanted to comfort the poor guy, but now there is no difference between him and Gerard. If he plays badly in this game, then when summer comes, it may not only be Gerard who leaves, but he may also leave Camp Nou.

He needs to counterattack, but Albertini, who has just come on the field, is not a savior. Although he can fill the defensive loopholes left by Gerard, for Barcelona, ​​who is passively beaten, his role is just to add a little thickness to the defense line, and it can't change anything.

Chelsea's offensive is still sharp, the crazy sprint continues, and the success rate of counter-grabbing in the front and middle fields guarantees the quality of their counterattack. This time it is not a tough battle, but a battle immediately after the counter-grab, and the opponent can only chase back passively.

Although this kind of kick is a bit risky, Mourinho did not stop the players' impact on the sidelines, and when the opponent showed weakness, such fierce suppression may indeed lock in victory for Chelsea in advance. This temptation to end the battle at halftime is fatal to anyone.

Mourinho is no exception. If he can score another goal with such an attack, the game will be won in advance after the end of the first half.

No one can resist such temptation, including surrealists like Mourinho. Moreover, Chelsea's players have already started to get angry. At this moment, Mourinho is also waiting for the arrival of the third goal. Chelsea is now only one goal away from the quarterfinals.

Such motivation drives Chelsea to press forward fiercely. Although Albertini and Deco are now in the midfield, they are much more stable than before, but they still cannot completely cut off Chelsea's central penetration, especially the passing and breakthrough of Lin Yi.

"Ghost Shadow", this is the code name that the Spanish commentator called Lin Yi. The black-haired boy is like a ghost on the court.

In the 19th minute, this ghostly little guy once again knocked on Barcelona's defense with his pass. His precise pass in the midfield passed Albertini's interception and found Lampard wandering outside the Barcelona penalty area.

The reaction of Chelsea's vice-captain stunned Oleg, who was responsible for marking him, because the guy did not choose to stop the ball and turn around, but very lightly passed the ball. Not only did the ball pass between his legs, but Oleg also forgot to stretch his foot to intercept it.

When Oleg reacted, the damn ball had passed his feet and went directly into the Barcelona team's penalty area. Also in the penalty area was Duff, who had cut in from the side at high speed. This was another fatal threat to the goal.

The only one who reacted to this cut was Puyol, who was concentrating. He almost immediately shook off Gudjohnsen, who was marking him, and slid along the grass to tackle Duff fiercely. Even if it was a foul, he had to block the shot.

Duff's reaction was also not slow. He had seen Puyol rushing towards him from the corner of his eye. It was impossible to brake instantly in such a fast sprint. If he stopped the ball, it might be destroyed by the guy's tackle, so Duff made the most correct choice while running.

Before Puyol rushed over, he suddenly shot a rub shot while running at high speed. The football drew a perfect arc under his feet and hit the back post directly. It can be said that this kick was not only sudden, but also accurate enough.

If the high-altitude camera replays this moment, it can be seen that the arc drawn by Duff's shot just bypassed the foot that Puyol tackled. Many reporters behind the Barcelona goal also pressed the camera's continuous shooting function at this moment to capture this moment.

But Valdés, who had already lost two goals this time, did not let the tragedy continue. His reaction was extremely fast. At the moment Duff shot, he moved in advance, and when the perfect arc hit the back post, Valdés's big hands had already accurately pressed the football.

"A beautiful attack, a perfect defense." Even Lineker sighed and applauded Valdes' save. The guy's action just now was too relaxed, a standard textbook save by a goalkeeper. It was a pity that Duff's shot could have secured the victory for Chelsea, but Valdes' hands killed Duff's idea.

After catching the ball, Valdes climbed up from the grass and shouted at his teammates, "Come on!"

His roar and beautiful save also awakened the Barcelona fans who had been silent for nearly 20 minutes. They burst out with extremely powerful shouts in an instant, "Barcelona! Barcelona! Barcelona! We are invincible! We are invincible!"

This is a call for attack, this is the roar of all Barcelona people, they need the team to stand up, rather die on the way to charge than die so cowardly at the door! Attack! Even if the goal is penetrated by the opponent's shot! You can't just shrink in the back line!

We are Barcelona! The desire to attack runs in our blood!

This shout seems to be awakening something...

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