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From breaking Alva's ball to Gao Zheng's shot, it can really be said to be a flash. Griezmann did not dribble the ball to the bottom, but caught up with the football, took only one step, and then turned his head to observe the situation in the penalty area.

Seeing Gao Zheng stop abruptly, he realized what Gao Zheng was going to do and immediately passed the football over.

Then came football.

The whole process takes no more than five seconds.

Because Alva lost the ball very suddenly, many Barcelona players have not reacted at this time.ァ新ヤ~⑧~1~中文网ωωω.χ~⒏~1zщ.còм

There are only Pique, goalkeeper Ter Stegen and Alves in the penalty area, and only the first two stand in front of Gao Zheng.

Alves is at the back, what about Busquets? Still outside the free throw arc... not in the paint at all.

In five seconds, Atletico Madrid ended the battle without giving the other Barcelona players a chance to return to the penalty area.

"Atletico Madrid's blitz!" Jose Maria shouted happily, "Gao scored twice! He helped Atletico Madrid chase the total score to 2:3! We are only one goal away!! Hope to return It's right in front of our eyes!"

Calderon Stadium cheered like a volcanic eruption over the stadium.

Every Atletico Madrid fan jumped up from their seats, raised their arms and shouted, and then hugged the people around them. Whether they knew each other before or not, they had only one identity at this moment—Atletico Madrid fans. This identity was enough for them to abandon it. All the differences embraced and cheered unsuspectingly and without hindrance.

Herrera and his companions were yelling hoarsely in the south stand at this time, even if their voices were hoarse, it didn't matter.

Only one ball short of what it means in their minds too well!

The gap of three balls is like a moat, but the gap of one ball is no different from that of a stream!

Since we can even cross the moat, what is a stream?

Go, compete!

Fuck the bastards of Barcelona! !

They thought of the Barcelona players pumping their fists, raising their middle fingers, expressing their emotions.

Every Atletico Madrid fan in the presence of this emotional disruptor, no matter how gentle and gentle they are, is just a rough guy and a shrew full of foul words at this moment.

Gao Zheng, who ignited their emotions, still didn't celebrate after scoring the goal. He then volleyed directly into the goal.

Ter Stegen remembered his accusation. He turned over and took the football in his arms, but before he could hold it firmly, Gao Zheng rushed over. He grabbed the football with both hands, then twisted his whole body, and threw Ter Stegen fell to the ground, and the football in his arms fell naturally. Gao Zheng picked it up and held it in his arms, turned around and ran towards the middle circle.

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Gao Zheng, who was running back with the football in his arms, did not celebrate at all this time. He held the football in one hand, and raised the other hand vigorously, to greet and encourage the Atlético Madrid fans in the surrounding stands.

Sure enough, under his instigation, the cheers in the stands grew louder.

It was as if a storm was gathering above the Calderon Stadium. Dark clouds rolled, thunder bursts, and there were lightning flashes in the clouds. Those lightning bolts were like ferocious dragons.

Writhing, wanting to rush out of the dark clouds and land on the earth.

The huge roar stunned the Barcelona fans who accompanied the team.

They stood in their seats, not knowing how to respond to the noise created by the Atlético fans.

Before the game, many of them were very optimistic and planned to come to witness the scene of Barcelona's elimination of Atletico Madrid. They had already thought about how to humiliate Atletico Madrid fans at that time.

As a result, the methods they prepared seem to be useless now...

Rather than humiliating Atletico Madrid, they should consider whether Barcelona can really pass Atletico Madrid...

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"Look, Sister Feng! The lamp is working!!!" Xiao Yingying shook Feng Shiyao vigorously.

"All right, all right, let's work hard..." Feng Shiyao was very helpless. It was obviously Gao Zheng's goal, so why did it become a bright light?

"Hahaha! There is really hope here, only one goal away! The second half has just started nine minutes! With nearly forty minutes left, it is not difficult to score another goal, and it is not difficult to score two goals Impossible!" Xiao Yingying began to make her wishful thinking.

She doesn't want to play overtime, because it can be seen that Atletico Madrid's tactics are very exhausting. If overtime is really played, she is worried that Atletico Madrid's players will not be able to hold on physically, and there will be a big collapse in the end.

Just like the Champions League final in the 2013-2014 season, Atletico Madrid led by one goal and kept defending until the 93rd minute of the game, which resulted in Real Madrid equalizing. After entering overtime, Atletico Madrid's physical fitness collapsed, and Real Madrid scored three goals, and finally lost to Real Madrid 1:4.

Just looking at this score, it makes people think that Atletico Madrid is vulnerable and Real Madrid won easily.

How could it be possible to think how embarrassing Atletico Madrid forced Real Madrid?

Therefore, in order to prevent nights and dreams, the battle must be resolved within 90 minutes.

Feng Shiyao also knew this very well in her heart. She changed her position, rested her chin with her hand, and stared at the close-up shot of Gao Zheng on the TV screen.

She still doesn't believe in Ming Deng, she still believes in Gao Zheng.

She believed that Gao Zheng would not let the game go into overtime.

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Enrique's expression was very serious, no... or it would be more accurate to describe it as very ugly.

He also praised his players for their first-half performance at half-time.

But now he just wants to take back all the compliments he gave in the locker room!

To be honest, Barcelona's performance in the first half was really not bad. Although they got a blow early in the start, they did not lose their combat effectiveness after being beaten. Instead, they quickly took the opportunity to adjust, and then threatened Atletico Madrid many times. goal.

This kind of performance certainly made Enrique very happy, feeling that his team has withstood the test.

But I didn't expect it, I didn't expect that I conceded a goal less than ten minutes into the first half, and conceded another goal less than ten minutes into the second half...

It's so damn slow!

Can a 15-minute halftime break cool down your players both physically and mentally?

He growled on the sidelines, pointed to his temple, and used gestures to remind every Barcelona player who cast his eyes to stay awake, don't be so dazed like taking a nap during the intermission!

Guys, we're only one goal ahead, no more conceded goals!

Even if one more goal is conceded, the game can still be dragged into overtime. But Enrique knew in his heart that it would not be a question of overtime or not, and it might be a total collapse by then!

For the first time, he hopes that football can be closer to basketball, and there are timeouts that can be called, so that he can grab the ears of every player and give them a good blow.