Midfielder

Dida is not God. Even if he is, he can't see the moment when Lin Yi kicks the ball in the crowded penalty area. What's more, the kid deliberately didn't stop after receiving the ball, and directly used his right foot to make a curved ball. This time he chose the tricky upper corner of the goal.

Moreover, at such a close distance, Lin Yi was prepared. You can't ask Dida to do more. This guy has saved several threatening shots from Drogba and Lampard in the first half.

When Dida saw the football flying over, he was almost desperate. The Brazilian goalkeeper's retreat was very messy. Although he tried his best to stretch his body in the air, his hands never reached the damn football and could only watch it pass by.

"Shua", Dida was too familiar with this sound. He was not naive enough to think that the football had flown out of the bottom line. When the sound of the net was heard, Dida could only fall on his back on the goal line, looking helplessly at the night sky of Istanbul. This night was really fucking dark.

"Oh! Beautiful goal!" Lineker and Shearer both cheered for the shot, but they could only vent their excitement in the broadcast booth. Now they really envied the fans in the stands, they were the ones who really vented.

"Lin Yi! Lin Yi!" This shouting has covered the entire stadium. Those crazy Chelsea fans are standing in their seats, desperately venting their crazy voices in the stadium. Everyone seems to be torn apart, and the air around them seems to explode.

The English at this time are not gentlemanly. Those male fans took off their shirts and waved them vigorously in their hands. Many of them raised Lin Yi's jersey above their heads. The No. 20 jersey covered the stands of the English fans in an instant.

Compared with those crazy men, the female fans at this moment are probably even crazier. Women sometimes watch the players when watching the game. Although this sentence is not completely accurate, in front of Lin Yi's handsome face, all professional qualities are nothing but clouds and are not important at all.

These women are just chasing after Lin Yi. Besides, this little guy is really like a ruler of the stadium. His crazy performance can only usher in a crazier response. If there were no stadium security guards maintaining order at this time, those crazy women would have jumped down from the stands.

The madness of the fans also spread to the bigwigs and stars sitting in the VIP seats. Lin Yi's shot was really beautiful. Even Johansson, who had been expressionless, stood up and applauded his shot, but this move really made Berlusconi very unhappy.

But there is no way. Everyone will cheer for the wonderful goal. Even if Johansson is a little helpless about a thorn like Lin Yi, the beautiful goal did make him give a thumbs up to this kid, and Abramovich enjoyed the cheers for his team.

Maybe this is not a shout for him, but it does not prevent Abramovich from sharing the happiness of the players as the owner of the team. As for what kind of ugly expression the Italian Prime Minister has now, this is not what he wants to consider. Leading! Reversal! This is what Abramovich wants to see.

Sometimes such a goal can really make people lose their minds. The arc was so perfect that Selina and Emma forgot that the person sitting next to them was their love rival. The two of them even jumped up and high-fived to celebrate when Lin Yi scored.

Of course, when they reacted, both of them were a little embarrassed, but the cheers around them covered it all. However, in each other's eyes, there was no longer the kind of scrutiny of each other just now. Their attention was now on Lin Yi.

No wonder these fans were so crazy, because no one thought that Lin Yi would suddenly launch such a precise counterattack before the end of the first half of the game, and he used his pass to tear open the opponent's defense, and finally relied on his own shot to deal with the Italian.

"Perfect performance, AC Milan's defense line, only lost its mind for a moment, and was caught by that kid." Sacchi continued to stick to his opinion at this moment. He was not optimistic about Lin Yi's future, but now he could only say realistically that this was a beautiful attack.

Even this diehard who once coached the Dutch Three Musketeers had to admit at this time that Lin Yi led all the attacks by himself at that moment. From passing to the final shot, he was completely relying on his own actions to keep the AC Milan defense line moving.

First, he shook off Gattuso, then lured Nesta to make up for the position, took advantage of Maldini's mentality of retreating to the middle, and finally relied on Duff, who had been in a silent state, to tear open the opponent's defense. He himself had already made preparations for running ahead and executing the final blow.

Elasticity, Lin Yi's shortcoming in this elastic defense line, experience, rich experience is the opponent's most relied advantage, and Lin Yi wants to use the opponent's advantage to destroy them. Every defensive player of AC Milan is very experienced, so they often make early predictions.

Just like Lin Yi's previous passes, they were intercepted because of the opponent's advance prediction. Now Lin Yi wants to use these people's rich experience to deceive them. Didn't you prepare in advance? OK, then I will make you pay the price for your foresight!

Lin Yi actually didn't think about shooting at the last moment, but the opponent used tight defense to create such an opportunity for himself, and Duff also fully understood Lin Yi's running position. His pass was accurately delivered to Lin Yi's feet. Lin Yi didn't think about anything else at that moment.

He kicked the ball completely according to the shooting training he usually simulated with Faria on the training ground. At the moment of kicking, he didn't know whether the ball would go in, but when the ball passed Dida's hands, Lin Yi knew that it was done! He broke the opponent's goal again!

But before Lin Yi could get up from the grass, he was pressed down by the beasts who swarmed over him. Drogba, the beast, held Lin Yi's face unscrupulously and kissed him hard. While kissing him, the elephant roared, "We are ahead!"

"Fuck you! Even though we are ahead, you can't molest me in front of so many people!" Lin Yi really couldn't stand the way the elephant expressed his excitement. Now his face was covered with the saliva left by this guy, and there were seven or eight people pressing on him.

"Fuck! You beasts! Murder! Help!" Lin Yi shouted for help with his last breath. There was no other way. If these beasts continued to press him like this, Lin Yi really didn't know if he would still be able to get up from the grass. He was almost suffocated by the pressure.

But now no one cares about his life or death. These beasts who have been tired for a long time want to vent their frustration after the opening, especially when they have the advantage in attack but still can't knock on the opponent's door. This goal is a place for them to release pressure.

Including Cech, who has always been very stable, rushed into the crowd, raised his big hands high, and pressed hard. Lin Yi's hand holding the grass now really wants to raise his middle finger to these bastards, but at this moment he just wants to breathe more air, because he is really dying.

When Mourinho saw the goal, he finally gave up his tense expression. He didn't care whether there was still a camera facing him at this time. He clenched his fists and waved them in front of him, as if he was releasing some emotions, and his expression was also crazy.

Brito knew how much pressure his partner had been under before, so he put his arm around Mourinho's shoulder and said to him, "Look, that guy is just like you said, he just likes such big scenes, two goals, it's a perfect performance, isn't it?"

"No way, I taught him." Mourinho was humorous this time, and Brito was choked by this shameless guy, but it was also true that only this crazy master could bring out such a reckless apprentice, this is a pair of desperate criminals.

Of course, Brito still scorned Mourinho's shameless expression. This guy usually arranges training tasks, and all the specific details are carried out by Brito and Faria. Now, that guy can brazenly say that he taught him.

Beast, it is estimated that only such a beast can control such a beast team. Now Chelsea has used such an unreasonable way to stab two knives in AC Milan. Look at the depressed expressions of those Italians at this moment. These two knives have made them feel painful.

Ancelotti is obviously not as relaxed as Mourinho at the moment. This may be the worst experience in his Champions League this season. It is even worse than being forced into a desperate situation by PSV Eindhoven in the last game. Before the end of the first half, the opponent actually overtook the score.

"Damn it!", it is estimated that no one can hear the words squeezed out of Ancelotti's teeth. This good old man who has always been honest is also depressed about such a goal. He was originally prepared to make adjustments, but now everything is messed up. He must now work hard to equalize the score.

He has less than 50 minutes left, and it is really not a task that ordinary people can accomplish to break through the opponent's defense within half a game. Ancelotti is also in thought at this moment. He needs to make a change, a change that can quickly get rid of the unfavorable situation.

Change the formation? Or change the tactics? Substitute? Who to replace? Ancelotti looked at the score on the big screen and weighed the gains and losses and consequences. . .