Midfielder

In the 45 minutes of the first half, the two teams jointly contributed four goals. Such a game is crazy.

In fact, looking at the excited performance of Lineker and the Spanish commentator, you can know how many people are fascinated by this game, not only the supporters of the two teams, but also those neutral fans.

After all, exciting games are the favorites of all fans. Compared with other games at the same time, the confrontation between Chelsea and Barcelona is undoubtedly the most exciting, and the fierce confrontation between the two sides in the first half also proves this.

It is no wonder that those bookmakers put these two teams in the top two of the championship odds list. Whether in terms of competitive state or on-the-spot performance, Chelsea and Barcelona are both strong teams.

But the Chelsea players and the group of Barcelona players had two different expressions when they walked into the locker room.

The Barcelona players all had smiles on their faces, including Rijkaard who had never smiled, especially the Dutchman Ten Cate, who looked at Mourinho with a proud face.

"Why is that idiot so proud?" Lin Yi didn't know why, but he always felt that Ten Cate's face was very worthy of being beaten. If Mourinho hadn't stopped him last time, that grandson's face would have been left with Lin Yi's shoe prints.

However, there was no conflict in the player's tunnel this time. Although Lin Yi was very unhappy with that guy, he was not in the mood to be disciplined for such a guy in such a crucial game.

But Lin Yi could imagine that there must be laughter and joy in the Barcelona locker room. Although it was just a tie, for them, such a tie was tantamount to strangling the lifeblood of Chelsea.

Although the game was not over yet, after surviving the bombardment of more than ten minutes just now, the Barcelona players seemed to be much more relaxed at the moment. For them, there were only the last 45 minutes left in this game.

As long as they survived the second half, Chelsea would definitely be eliminated. The initiative of the game has now returned to Barcelona. Such a situation was unimaginable in the first 20 minutes of the game.

But they did it, especially when Ronaldinho left the field, thousands of Barcelona fans were shouting his name crazily, just like what they usually do at the Camp Nou.

Although many Chelsea fans were unhappy with the shouting of the Spaniards, looking at the damn score, they couldn't silence all the more than 8,000 people, and the noisy sound was still spreading.

Fortunately, at least this is not the Camp Nou. Although Barcelona can win applause and shouts, before Chelsea entered the player tunnel, all Chelsea fans were singing the team song and encouraging each of them.

"Hey, our angel, cheer up, we will definitely win this game!" Lin Yi can still remember the words a fat Chelsea fan shouted at him at the guardrail.

Although Lin Yi didn't respond to him at the time, before Lin Yi entered the player tunnel, he turned around and looked at the score on the big screen. The 2-2 number looked a bit dazzling at the moment, but his fists were clenched.

Unlike the jubilant expression of the Barcelona team when they entered the locker room, the Chelsea locker room was very silent.

There was no way not to be silent. The opponent scored two goals in a row when they were leading by two goals. This result was more depressing than the opponent tying the score at the last moment in the first round away from home. After all, Stamford Bridge was their home court.

But on this field where they had never lost, they were now facing the danger of being eliminated.

On this damn night, the Brazilian ruined everything with his personal performance. Chelsea's record of never losing two goals at home was broken, and that guy also pushed Chelsea to the edge of the cliff.

The most depressed people now are Makelele and Chelsea's defense. They were originally known as the iron defense, but they were played around by Ronaldinho in this game, especially Makelele. He hadn't felt this embarrassing for a long time. He was busy plugging loopholes throughout the first half.

Even so, the opponent broke through Cech's goal twice, and Makelele was really a little irritated.

Such a depressing atmosphere spread in Chelsea's locker room. Only heavy breathing could be heard from each other. Even Robben, who always liked to chat, felt that there was nothing to say at this time.

Until Mourinho came in, no one in the locker room said a word. Everyone bowed their heads in front of the wardrobe.

Mourinho was not surprised by the players' performance. After all, Chelsea had not encountered such a difficult opponent so far this season, and this was the first time they were reversed.

But Mourinho did not think it was a bad situation. After all, there were still 45 minutes left in the game, and they still had a chance. It was not that those Barcelona players had landed in advance and there was still a game to play.

"The players I brought out never bowed their heads, so at this moment, I ask you to raise your heads."

The first sentence Mourinho said was to let these beasts raise their heads and stop sighing.

This guy's words were like an order. The group of people who had bowed their heads and kept silent just now all raised their heads.

Brito, who had been helpless in the face of this scene just now, could only sigh from the sidelines. This team must be directed by his old partner, because he can bring these guys together with such a simple sentence.

"There are forty-five minutes left in the game and the score is 2-2. We, like the Barcelona people, have a 50% chance. Yes, they now have the advantage of away goals, but don't forget that this We are playing in our home stadium and we are very familiar with everything here, the grass, the air, even the roar of the fans.”

"I think you should have seen the smiles of those Barcelona players before they walked into the dressing room. They thought they had won. On our territory, it is our shame that our opponents can smile like this!"

Mourinho inadvertently raised his voice, and this voice seemed to be a tonic. Brito looked at the group of guys who were dejected just now, and his eyes began to shine.

Maybe Tencart and those Barcelona players should really remember a lesson, that is, don't show a proud expression in front of a group of beasts, because your expression will really anger this group of crazy desperadoes.

Just like Mourinho said, this is Chelsea's territory, and they cannot tolerate such a smile from their opponents!

"Half-time left, win or lose, it's that simple. This is a knockout match. There will definitely be losers, but I hope that after forty-five minutes, we will boo those Spaniards to leave!"

As Mourinho's old partner, Brito really doesn't know whether this old guy should be a football coach, because this guy's language is always full of powerful incitement, and he really should be a politician.

Just a few words like that reignited the anger of those Chelsea players. If the door to the locker room is opened now, these snarling guys will definitely rush out, waiting for a decisive battle with Barcelona.

"Damn! Let the Spaniards look good in the second half! Stamford Bridge is not a stadium they can conquer!"

The two captains, Terry and Lampard, were the first to slam the table and curse, and the rest of the team were also very excited.

Only Lin Yi sat quietly in front of the wardrobe and did not move, because he knew that this was Mourinho's way of provoking the general.

"Why is that guy looking more and more like an old fox now?", but no one could hear him muttering so softly. Although Lin Yi was not so excited, it did not mean that he would surrender in the second half.

It was a fight between Ronaldinho and him, a fight to the death until someone lost.

Lin Yi didn't want to be stepped on by his opponents on his doorstep, so even if Mourinho didn't incite their emotions in this way, he would not let Barcelona's defense have a good time in the last 45 minutes.

Mourinho saw that the effect he requested had been achieved, so he let these guys go crazy for a few minutes.

"Okay, now that you are no longer looking down at the floor, I need to make some adjustments to the team's tactics."

"Frank, in the second half, you and Lin Yi switch positions. You retreat to the attacking midfielder position and let Lin Yi stand up front."

Mourinho's arrangement shocked Lin Yi. What? Want me to play forward? Isn't this a joke?

As for my shooting skills, although I just scored two goals, it was more a blessing from breakthroughs and passes, not that my shooting has made any great progress. Isn’t that uncle dizzy? .

Lin Yi was a little confused when he heard Mourinho's tactical adjustment. Not only him, but others were also a little confused, especially Lampard. He didn't know what this arrangement was for. .

Although Lampard didn't have many direct chances in the first half, he used running and involvement to make Puyol exhausted.

Gudjohnsen and Robben have so much room to move, that is because Lampard is wandering around the penalty area, and he stirs up Barcelona's defensive level with his constant running.

At this time, he was moved to the midfielder position to organize the attack. Not to mention whether his passing skills were stronger than Lin Yi's, but just in terms of physical confrontation ability, he dared to say that he was definitely better than Lin Yi.

After all, the closer you are to the goal, the more frequent the physical contact will be, and the stronger the confrontation will be. Lin Yi's small body may not be able to withstand Puyol's fierce collision.

But Mourinho stopped their questioning glances. He only said one sentence, "This is a feast prepared for the Spaniards. You will definitely be satisfied with the final execution effect."

When this guy said this, a cruel smile appeared on his face. . .