Star Coach

The Saragioglu Stadium is packed with people. It is a famous home stadium for the Devils in Europe, but now, it seems to be Liverpool's home stadium.

Fenerbahce, known as Türkiye's Manchester United, has become Liverpool's home stadium. The situation is a bit reversed. The fans went crazy for victory, waving posters of Liverpool's Champions League victory to stimulate Milan's players.

Except for the injured Kaka and the departed Crespo, Jiangshan's lineup is exactly the same as last season's Champions League final. Their replacements in the starting lineup are Rui Costa and Inzaghi.

Since I was fucked like a dog in Istanbul, I will become a human and stand up here. Still in the city where the miracle of the Champions League final was born.

After Sheva vomited before the game, she seemed to have recovered and was in good spirits. When he came on the stage, he continued to cheer for his teammates, "Brothers, AC Milan is stronger than ever now, and we must win the game."

Pirlo drooped his eyelids, "You don't need to tell me, I'm ready to score."

"The scoring is all on me. Just pass the ball to me." Sheva patted his chest, not very confident.

Jiang Shan looked at the changes in the players and said nothing. He didn't know how to express it. As long as he won the game, everything would be easy.

Game start.

Fenerbahce started the offensive wave first. Even if the core midfielder Alex is injured, Fenerbahce's players are still very strong.

Of course, this was for Turkey's opponents. Facing Milan, led by Jiang Shan, their strength seemed weak. They could not break through Gattuso's midfield and could only go wide.

Even Anelka could only wander around the penalty area, unable to find an opportunity to easily hold the ball.

Taking the ball from the wing, the combination of Nesta and Stam easily intercepted it and handed it to Pirlo to organize the attack.

Pirlo and Seedorf are both good players and easily broke through Fenerbahce's defense. In the frontcourt, Rui Costa did not have the speed of Kaká, but his organizational skills were not bad and his movements were not fast.

The ball was given to the forward line very steadily. Inzaghi suddenly ran away and took away a central defender. Seedorf came up to respond, touched the ball and immediately passed it to Shevchenko.

boom!

A little anxious, Shevchenko hit the ball on goalkeeper Volkan and missed the opportunity. Shevchenko held his head and apologized to his teammates.

As the game continued, Milan controlled the rhythm of the attack, neither fast nor slow. Everyone was involved in the movement of the ball, just like the flow of the river, rushing over with a huff and a wave, and they couldn't stop it.

Soon, Pirlo's pass tore through Fenerbahce's defense again. Shevchenko and Inzaghi moved alertly. Inzaghi opened up the space and handed the battlefield to dear Sheva.

Only by breaking this membrane can you become a mature man today.

It's like this. It's not just the goals that he scores, but also his increasingly calm mentality. Jiangshan also needs a mature Sheva, otherwise in the Champions League knockout rounds, facing Real Madrid, Barcelona, ​​and the Red Devils, Gunners, Reds and Blues, they may not be sure of victory.

Vieri? This guy is old and unreliable. He eats his body and is easily beaten to death in the Champions League. Jiangshan believes in Shevchenko. This guy has a killer instinct and can definitely score goals.

Before the game, Jiangshan arranged for the team's midfielder to pass more passes to Sheva. Inzaghi opened up space through his movements, allowing Sheva to play more comfortably. This is his battle to clear his name.

As for whether he will be mobbed by Fenerbahce fans, who cares, the mob is not a siege.

Sure enough, Shevchenko followed the movement and appeared in the penalty area. When the ball fell, he took the first step, smoothed the ball, pushed the ball gently with the arch of his foot, and the ball passed under Volkan's crotch.

Get online easily.

Milan scored away from home, leading 1:0, less than 10 minutes into the game, a good sign.

Jiang Shan stood up excitedly. He was cheering for Sheva. This guy finally scored a goal. The next step was to continue scoring goals and massacre Fenerbahce.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Daum, my team is going to have a trial today, and you are the best candidates." Jiangshan apologized to Daum in his heart.

Another Turkish giant, Galatasaray, did not reach the Champions League, of course, it was a blow to Fenerbahce. Fenerbahce is the richest club in Turkey, and many famous European players have enjoyed the cheers of the fans here.

Daum closed his eyes, "It's started. I can feel it. The fans in Jiangshan have shown their fangs. We can't guard against it."

He walked to the sidelines and directed the team to retreat and retreat across the board. Losing less would be a win. It's not a competition at the same level at all, and Jiangshan has adjusted the state of the old players very well. It would be too difficult for them to steal one.

The game continues, and Sheva becomes more energetic after the opening.

He worked hard to break through the blocking membrane, and he was very energetic and excited. "Brothers, give me the ball. I want to keep shooting. It feels so good!"

Sheva felt like he had broken through a layer of membrane, no, entered another realm. It felt like being wrapped in gentle water, comfortable and refreshing.

Therefore, he strongly urged to continue and let his teammates continue to give the ball.

"Put it in deeper." Seedorf shouted at Sheva, instructing him to continue running. The little guy is ignorant and just messing around outside. What will happen? The threat is certainly not enough.

Inzaghi is already cruising on the edge of the penalty area, Sheva has to insert smartly, and the two forwards cooperate to create a threat.

Sheva nodded in understanding and moved coquettishly. Seedorf's ball was immediately in place and easily appeared in the penalty area. Sheva got rid of the entanglement of central defender Servette and penetrated hard.

There is no good chance, transfer to Inzaghi next to him. Inzaghi faced Mitt without dribbling, and he couldn't pass it anyway. It was a straight shot, a smooth shooting motion.

Volkan was very focused, dived quickly, smashed the ball out, and missed.

There was another person, Sheva grabbed the ball, without turning around, just hooked the ball with his heel, easily and freely.

Hard to guard against.

Sheva scored twice to expand the score. The game was only in the 19th minute. It looked like Fenerbahce was going to be destroyed miserably.

After scoring the goal, Sheva was particularly excited. He ran on the court, bending his arms, constantly recycling, poking forward, recycling, poking forward. It felt very smooth.

"Sheva broke through his inner demons, he did a great job." Simeone danced along excitedly, and the society shook.

Jiang Shan was calm, "He can do better. He must at least score a hat trick today to say that he has truly overcome his inner demons."

"Come on, a hat-trick doesn't just happen."

"Here we come." Jiang Shan stood up and rushed to the sidelines. Just two minutes after the second goal, Milan grabbed the ball and Pirlo distributed the ball to the front court, which was empty.

Sheva sprinted without any obstruction and was very fast.

At the same time, Inzaghi and Seedorf were stretching the space. They wanted Sheva to continue scoring goals and the opportunity appeared again. However, Fenerbahce's players retreated very quickly, and there were already three defensive players in the penalty area.