My name is Colani

Gradually, Real Madrid was forced to retreat, because Mourinho had seen the danger. He admitted that the opponent's offensive style was simple and rough, but there was no way. Real Madrid's defensive pressure was getting bigger and bigger. Aguero often pulled to the wing. I don't know if it was Wenger's instruction or the players' own thinking. If it was a direct long pass, Aguero was no match for the two central defenders of Real Madrid, but when passing such a long pass with a large amount of diagonal advance, Aguero's speed advantage and ball handling advantage would be revealed.

Real Madrid began to feel the influence of Aguero. Trapani's frequent position changes and frequent advance passes in the frontcourt brought them too much danger, and the formation contraction was almost a helpless choice.

C Ronaldo couldn't be happy. He didn't like his fellow countryman's tactics very much. As a strong winger, he still needed the support of his teammates, but when his teammates were struggling to defend, who would care about him.

Even his good friend, Marcelo, had to actively return to defense. C Ronaldo had no choice but to follow the team's general trend.

In the 22nd minute, Trapani played a smooth cooperation in the frontcourt, and Aguero successfully countered the offside in a very small space. A shot that was sure to go in was blocked by Casillas.

In the 29th minute, Messi's shot after cutting in hit the crossbar again.

In the 32nd and 36th minutes.

Trapani continued to create threats, but they were always a little short of scoring.

The away fans and Hugo lost their expectations with each shot, and the occasional exclamations of the home fans also proved how critical the situation of Real Madrid was.

The fans of both teams were anxious. The old man kept paying attention to the situation on the court, and asked his assistants about the time from time to time. Needless to say, he was now hoping that time would move faster, and it would be best if there were five minutes left in the second round of 90 minutes.

Time has come to the injury time of the first half. In the 48th minute, Real Madrid got a rare counterattack opportunity. It was Ronaldo again. Ronaldo dribbled the ball all the way. Maggio didn't even have the chance to pull him. He was easily surpassed by Ronaldo. There was still a little distance from Mertesacker, but Ronaldo did not choose to pass. Instead, he made a horizontal trip and then shot. This shot was very powerful, a little erratic, and fell quickly. This is Ronaldo's signature shot now. Long shots are his specialty.

However, Kameni was very focused and played bravely. He tried his best to block the ball from the goal beam, and Real Madrid got a corner kick opportunity.

Ozil took a corner kick, causing chaos in Trapani's penalty area. It was Ronaldo again. In the chaos, Ronaldo once again poked the ball into Trapani's goal.

2:0! Real Madrid, playing at home, led the visiting team Trapani 2:0, leading 2:0 in the total score!

Hugo hugged his head in pain. When Trapani missed many chances to score, Hugo had a premonition in his heart that today was still not Trapani's lucky day, and Real Madrid would score again!

Murphy's Law was verified again!

"My God!" Victor wailed in pain.

Kenyon and others looked ashen. 2:0, there is no worse situation than this. Just based on Trapani's shooting luck today, it is so difficult to equalize the score!

Angelo's face was extremely depressed, and tears were rolling in his eyes.

Mourinho also fell into madness. He ran towards his players like he was running towards the final!

The old man and the senior executives of Real Madrid raised their fists high, and the joy in their hearts was beyond words!

The fans of the White Army had hideous faces, shouting and cheering at the top of their lungs, venting their happiness in their hearts!

Looking at the crazy celebration of Real Madrid, Trapani's players became the background board, and all kinds of expressions of helplessness, pain, and self-blame gathered together.

After this goal, Kassai blew the whistle to end the first half. Trapani players were stunned for a while before someone went to Kassai to argue. What was he arguing about? Mertesacker believed that when Ronaldo finished shooting, the extra time had ended, and Kassai should not have given Real Madrid a corner kick opportunity.

How to say this kind of penalty? Strictly speaking, Kassai should not have given Real Madrid a corner kick opportunity, but if he did, it would be completely justified, because the referee has the power to increase the extra time on the court.

Seli also cursed Kassai in the stands. Maybe it was a misjudgment in the last round. Now they are behind. No matter which referee, Trapani can't stand it, and Kassai is obviously innocent. Seli cursed very badly. The old hooligan is also cruel when he acts like a hooligan.

Fortunately, there are no women in the box today. If there are women, Seli probably can't control his emotions.

"Enough! Damn it, you're blaming the referee for this?! Damn it, you're just like those stupid fans, who only find fault with the referee all their lives?!" Hugo cursed.

For many years, Hugo hadn't cursed Seli so fiercely. Seli still remembered that when they traveled around together, Hugo also laughed and cursed him. Although it had been a long time, Seli didn't get angry. Instead, he muttered and cursed: "Kassai, that bastard, is not a good thing! Platini is also a bastard, who took our benefits and gave us such treatment!"

Hugo cursed but didn't bother to pay attention to his mumbling. He waved to Angelo, and the father and son left the box under Lu Fan's protection.

...

The visiting team's locker room was gloomy. Messi was silent, Kaka didn't say a word, and everyone was silent, including the coaching staff. Wenger couldn't enter the coaching seat or the locker room. In the first half, Wenger sent tactical signals through other people's communication methods, but at this time of halftime, Wenger probably hasn't come out of the pain yet, and the instructions and encouragement text messages have not arrived yet.

The other people in the coaching staff were obviously a little timid and didn't dare to say anything in this situation. Who here is not a corner, who is not a card.

"Come on, all of you!" A stern shout rang in the ears of the players.

Tony originally wanted to go into the locker room and whisper to comfort and encourage everyone, but he found the dead silence here as soon as he entered the locker room. He couldn't stand such morale. He was really angry!

Tony can't even make the roster now, unless there is really no one. This time he originally thought he could make the roster because his little brother Fontano was injured and suspended, but Wenger still didn't choose him. To be honest, Tony was unhappy, but when the team fell behind, he couldn't play but was extremely eager to be with the team.

Originally, he thought that the team had experienced so many ups and downs and the team had strong resistance to attacks, but he didn't expect these guys to be so depressed. The locker room was like a cemetery. This is not what a championship team should have, nor is it what a team like Trapani, the defending Champions League champion, should have. But at this moment, this atmosphere appeared in the locker room, which is worse than losing, and more uncomfortable than losing.

"Do you know what the hell we are?! We are the fucking Trapani, a big international club from a small town! We are the fucking champion team! What do you look like now?!" Tony shouted.

"I've been playing here for more than ten years, from Serie D to the current Italian Super League, from weak to strong, I have experienced countless successes and countless failures, but I have never lost my fighting spirit! I look at you, you, Carlos, Javier, Patrick, Leo, Angel! You have been playing here for so many years, and you don't even understand our spirit! You don't understand the spirit of Trapani, you don't understand the true meaning of Trapani! You...you are fucking unworthy of playing for this team, you don't deserve to wear this jersey!"