Chapter 193 Real Madrid Abandoned General
"boom!"
Many fans in the audience stood up directly and held their heads in their hands!
Simeone had already started swearing and waving his hands as if he was venting something.
Mourinho glanced at his opponent Simeone, curled his lips and spread his hands towards the camera, expressing his helplessness.
Lopez was trying his best to communicate with the referee, and Zanetti also pointed to the penalty area and told the seriousness of the matter.
Under everyone's gaze, a red God of War card shined so brightly on the court.
The terrified and helpless expression on Dominguez's face was so despairing in the eyes of the Madrid fans in front of the TV.
One can even see traces of tears in his eyes.
At only 21 years old, it was his first time participating in such a competition, and it seemed that he could not bear such a result.
De Gea came over to hug him gently and comfort him.
If Domingos hadn't made a decisive foul just now, Atletico Madrid might have conceded the ball.
Lindy also rushed over and rubbed young Dominguez’s head:
"Good job, don't worry, leave the rest to us."
Seeing that there was nothing he could do, captain Lopez could only come over to comfort the young people in the team.
Old Liu looked at this scene on the field and said with emotion:
"Young Albaro Dominguez, Spain's U21 main centre-back, has paid the price for his actions."
"At least he is young and will have countless opportunities in the future, but I don't know if Atletico Madrid will have such a glorious moment in the future."
"We saw that the fans at the scene still stood up and applauded. At least, in a sense, he saved the team."
"Fundamentally speaking, the single-handed ball this time was because the [Spirit Snake Combination]'s counterattack was too sharp."
"It's really terrifying to create a single-handed ball opportunity just through three-legged passes."
"Now, for Atletico Madrid, it is either a desperate attack or waiting for the decisive battle in the second leg."
"Although the second round of the battle at Meazza will be very difficult, if we lose this game too badly, we may not even lose our money."
"Oh! We see that Simeone made a decisive decision!"
"Jurado comes off, leaving the experienced veteran Thiago, and replacing him with Perea instead of the young Cabrera."
"It seems that he has realized that relying solely on the young lineup to attack is impossible to fight against this group of [old monsters] who have become elites!"
"You can see from the broadcast footage just now that Milito still has some opportunities to pass, right on the edge of the penalty area."
"Maybe he didn't mean it, but it almost resulted in a red card and a penalty kick, which is the ultimate classic package!"
"Ah, doesn't that count as diving? This Milito is too bad!"
One second the Colts were feeling sorry for Lindy's team as they encountered a major crisis, but the next moment they began to angrily denounce Milito.
Lao Liu could only smile helplessly: "Because, that is indeed a foul."
At this time on the field, De Gea was directing the team to line up the wall.
Perea came up with Simeone's instructions. There were only two words: defend to the death!
If the blood collapses due to a reckless attack in the first round, then there really is no chance!
Simeone can't afford to gamble, so he can still accept a draw, and he believes the fans can also accept it.
After high-fiving each other with Ibañez, a look of worry flashed in their eyes.
Because it is Sneijder who is going to take the penalty!
You know, during the Real Madrid period, almost all free kicks were taken by Sneijder!
The two have been in La Liga for a long time, so they naturally know this free kick master whose strength far exceeds his reputation!
The wall of Lindy, Thiago, Perea, Lopez and Forlan looked at Zanetti and Sneijder before playing football.
This time the free kick was on the left side of the penalty area, about 25 yards away.
Even at 35 yards, that's still within the range of Sneijder's cannon.
Haha! No one will doubt the player who takes the penalty, and Atletico Madrid does not arrange anyone to lie on the ground to prevent the player from sticking to the ground.
It must be a big bang or an arc!
After finally making sure that the five-man wall was tight enough, De Gea came to the left side of the goal.
"Beep~"
The referee blows the whistle!
Sneijder runs three meters away from the football!
Under the gaze of Atletico Madrid's wall, Sneijder stepped down with his left foot.
Lean your body slightly to the left and open your arms.
The whole person is like a long bow with a full moon, and the right leg is the sharpest arrow!
The muscles of his right leg tightened in an instant, and the arch of his foot hit the lower right corner of the football hard.
The moment the football flew up, the human wall moved.
Under Lopez's organization, the collective jumped up.
Some people closed their eyes and tilted their heads slightly for fear of being hit from the front.
Lindy opened his eyes wide in mid-air because the football did not hit them.
Instead, it flew over Fran's head on the far left side of the wall, spinning rapidly towards the goal.
He turned his head and looked in the air.
I saw that De Gea had already jumped up, his arms relaxed.
The moment Fran landed, the football flew into the net!
"The ball is in!"
"Sneijder's classic free kick!"
"The ball went around the wall, there was a clear drop and there was nothing De Gea could do about it!"
"2 to 1"
"Real Madrid's abandoned general is using another way to declare to his old club that he is still the omnipotent Sneijder!"
"40 minutes into the first half, Inter Milan took the lead again!"
After scoring the goal, Sneijder opened his arms and ran wildly. Not satisfied with reaching the corner flag, he rushed directly to the coaching bench.
He hugged Mourinho, who was also shaking his fists in celebration, and said, "We will definitely advance!"
"We will definitely win this game!"
The players on the bench also rushed up to celebrate this incredible free kick.
The noisy Calderon Stadium was extremely quiet at this time. Everyone looked at me and I looked at you. It was a smooth game just now.
Why did it suddenly turn around again?
According to the current situation, it seems that it will be difficult for our team to win at home.
Simeone, like the players, put his hands on his hips and watched everything happening on the field with disappointment.
But he cheered up quickly, closed his eyes, and took a deep breath.
Looking at Herman beside him, "This is more difficult than I thought. If I lose the game, I will apologize to the fans."
Simeone looked around again at the sad fans in the stadium stands: "Keep this score, I will definitely get it back in the next game!"
Herman shook his head slightly: "It is true that the players have not adapted to the new tactics and have changed their formations as soon as they come up. The impact is indeed not small."
"However, that Portuguese is more powerful than we thought."
Chapter completed!