Star Coach

The reason why miracles are called miracles is that they rarely occur. The legendary shots in key games cannot be replicated by the same person. Maradona only had the hand of God and dribbled past five players that time.

Seeing Zidane's shooting action, Prince Albert and Walker hugged each other nervously again. They could feel each other's heartbeats and trembling. They were too immersed in the play and couldn't extricate themselves.

Zidane's shot was a fairy-like action, but the preparation time was too long and the angle was too right. Roma was already prepared.

He hugged the flying ball tightly in his arms, just like hugging a woman who had just spent the night together, not giving anyone a chance to touch it.

Roma looked up and was about to roar and command the players to go up. In his eyes, he saw a black shadow rushing out from the midfield and rushing forward. He immediately rushed to the edge of the penalty area with the ball and kicked it.

No one reacted. The ball had already flown out of the penalty area, flew over the midfield, and flew towards the Warcraft Drogba.

Drogba was sprinting. He seized the opportunity smartly and sprinted ahead of time, betting that Roma would raise its head. Sure enough, the ball fell, just one meter in front of Drogba.

Facing the double attack of Makelele and Hierro. Drogba raised his arms and shouted, "Come and kill if you dare!"

The beast showed his power and stabbed it out. The ball passed and the people followed and crushed it.

Makelele and Hierro couldn't catch it even if they wanted to. Who said that the beast's physical strength reached a bottleneck? He was still reliable at the critical moment and killed it.

There were still people behind Real Madrid. Carlos and Elguera followed again and blocked all the shooting angles. Casillas stared at the ball and made the final preparations.

A critical moment.

"Brother, this way."

There were still people. Monaco was not fighting alone, and Drogba was not sprinting alone. Smith also came up, and Giuly was dragged behind. His physical strength really couldn't keep up.

Drogba tiptoed and sent the ball to the middle and gave it to Smith.

Pavan stood alone against Smith.

At this moment, the scene was quiet. Everyone could hear the running of Smith and Pavan, the sound resounded throughout the stadium.

In the last game, which was also the last moment, Smith also faced Pavan, and his shot went in, but the referee directly gave offside. Now, Pavan stood in front of Smith. No matter what, calling offside would be blatant murder.

Ailijie's heartbeat accelerated, "The last chance? The team coached by Jiangshan will not give up."

Thinking of this, Ailijie only felt her buttocks getting hot, and Jiangshan's slapping sounded in her ears, "After the game, I will comfort Jiangshan. That guy actually said I was a beautiful snake..."

Smith took another step, and Pavan didn't dare to step down, and followed him to retreat to block the shooting space.

Pavan's movement seemed to be a little slower. Smith seized the opportunity, he sprinted over and directly left Pavan behind.

Pavan's feet were mixed with garlic, and he fell again... Oh my God, falling twice in one game, so embarrassing. Florentino was about to collapse. What happened? Was he weak at the critical moment? Didn't he take calcium tablets last night?

Jiangshan slapped the ground and jumped up. He instinctively felt that the opportunity had come. The action was sharp and fierce, like a tiger pouncing on its prey or an eagle flying in the sky.

Smith exerted force and shot. Just after entering the penalty area, facing Casillas, he shot directly. The force was a bit too strong, and the force point didn't seem to be right.

"Not good." Smith felt that he kicked the ball above, the arc was too low, and the ball speed could not be increased.

But the opportunity had just appeared, and he had to shoot. His strength was limited, and the shot he kicked out was a bit flawed, maybe it would collapse.

Casillas also reacted quickly, and he dived sideways while Smith shot. Casillas judged the landing point of the ball very accurately, and at this moment he appeared on the path of the ball.

Suddenly, he saw the ball sadly hit the grass, and then bounced high.

"No, it's a rebound." Casillas instinctively opened his hands to block the ball. The rebound is the most hated shot by the goalkeeper. It is too difficult to block. Casillas is the same.

He reacted quickly, but not as fast as the weird rebound angle of the ball. The ball passed through his armpit and fell into the net.

There was a silence at the scene, and then the Monaco fans went crazy, shouting at the same time, and the Louis II Stadium was shaking.

After a while, the referee whistled.

The goal was valid, and the referee blew the whistle to stop the game directly.

Sudden death!

Real Madrid died suddenly!

In the 5th minute of overtime, Real Madrid was killed by Monaco's Golden Ball. The overtime was less than halfway through.

Real Madrid besieged Monaco for four and a half minutes, shot 5 times, and did not score a goal. Monaco had only one chance, seized it, and shot Real Madrid, that is, the Golden Ball.

In the 2002 World Cup, South Korean player Ahn Jung-hwan scored the Golden Goal in the match against Italy, helping South Korea eliminate the Italian team and successfully advance to the semi-finals, and also successfully got himself expelled from the Serie A Perugia club.

The Golden Goal system represents sudden death.

Real Madrid lost. Like a KO in a fighting arena, Monaco punched Real Madrid to the ground, and they could never get up again.

Monaco won.

Jiangshan couldn't hold back his excitement, running wildly, venting his passion on the sidelines. The fans cheered and kept shouting the hero's name.

Alijie kept swaying, exciting, and passionate, "Jiangshan, I love you! At night, at night, Jiangshan must be full of motivation. Woo woo... poor me."

"It's so unexpected, so unexpected, Monaco actually eliminated Real Madrid with the Golden Ball, the game is over, Monaco advanced to the Champions League final, no one expected the outcome." Huang Jianxiang cheered for Monaco, not caring about the sad Xu Yang next to him.

"It has to be said that Jiangshan's performance in the series was very eye-catching. He released all the potential of Monaco. Monaco finally eliminated Real Madrid, and Jiangshan was the first contributor.

The Real Madrid fans at the scene were very disappointed. The cold rain hit their faces, without any feeling or passion. From last season to this season, Real Madrid has been celebrating the 100th anniversary of the team. This season they want to win the double championship to add honor to the team. Unfortunately, the Champions League is gone.

Bosque also couldn't believe it. Only one chance was given to Monaco, and then they seized it? Real Madrid players stood on the field in a daze, expressionless, they still couldn't believe that the game was over.

Monaco players were just the opposite, celebrating wildly. Then they changed jerseys and exchanged jerseys with Real Madrid players.

Florentino still couldn't believe it. The cup in his hand fell to the ground and looked at Bosque angrily. He suddenly closed his eyes and felt several years older. "A good hand of cards, played badly, was eliminated by Jiangshan. Bosque's career in Real Madrid is over. ”

Albert and Walker quieted down, Walker was proud, "I have said long ago that Jiangshan is the best coach. Did you see? All the players he bought have played to their strengths."

"Go, my vision is better than yours. I appointed Jiangshan as the head coach. I had expected him to reach the Champions League final."

Walker rolled his eyes. Rich people lie without blinking.

Jiangshan walked towards Bosque, "Thank you, I have learned a lot from you, and I look forward to fighting again next time."

"I will never be fooled by you again, and I will definitely beat you next time." Bosque could not hide his disappointment.

Lippi and Ancelotti turned off the TV at the same time, "Monaco? Interesting. Jiangshan is a scheming guy, I must not be fooled. "

Monaco reached the Champions League final, and Jiangshan created a new record.

His name has been recorded in Monaco's team history, a bold stroke. Just like what he did in Hoffenheim, Hoffenheim's German Cup is the only mainstream trophy in their team history.

Reaching the Champions League final is countless times more difficult than winning the German Cup trophy.