But when Simeone reacted, Abidal had already broken into the penalty area.

The restricted area was really deserted at this time.

Godin and Perea found that the other party had not returned, and secretly said something bad.

The two of them returned to defense together.

Guardiola and the players on the bench had already stood up excitedly, raising their heads and moving their eyes neatly with Abidal.

Facing the attacking De Gea, the latter pretended to hit the goal!

Kick your right foot and continue lowering.

Calderon exclaimed at the scene, and Atletico Madrid fans held their heads in their hands with ferocious expressions.

Behind him, De Gea quickly stood up from a half-kneeling position and pounced again.

Abidal, who was already close to the baseline at this time, did not choose to shoot. The angle was too small and De Gea reacted too quickly.

With a flick of the outside of his right foot, the football flew past De Gea.

Several figures flew towards the middle of the road.

Pedro and Villa are for shooting, while David Luiz and Garcia are for defense.

Under everyone's nervous gaze, the football touched David Luiz's foot and changed the angle.

Just when everyone was about to breathe a sigh of relief, another figure stumbled into the restricted area.

He knocked the ball into the goal with his chest before falling.

Behind him, Garcia fell to the ground with him, but could only watch with regret as the football rolled in.

The few Barcelona fans who came to the scene today jumped up instantly, and the cheers that broke out suppressed the entire Calderon for a while.

After Alves saw the ball go in, he staggered to his feet and rushed toward the corner flag along the baseline.

The running figure jumped up and punched, as if it hit Simeone's chest from the air.

"Antonio!"

Simeone's voice reached Reyes's ears.

He was still shaking his head to express his disappointment, his whole body trembled, he swallowed and slowly turned his head to look at his head.

Seeing Simeone waving to him, he hurriedly ran over.

Over there, Guardiola clenched his fists excitedly and spun around in circles.

Here, after Simeone grabbed Reyes and muttered a few words, he called Lindy and Godin.

"Lindy, you are responsible for the offensive organization and keeping an eye on Messi!" Simeone did not give Lindy any chance to speak. "Diego, you are responsible for the defense organization. The situation just now must not happen again."

With that said, Simeone stroked their heads and pushed them onto the field.

It's a pity that Lindy just wanted to say something about the lack of finishers on the field.

He doesn't mind handing over the responsibilities of the defense. Godin is a qualified defense commander. It is not reasonable for him to take care of Messi at the same time.

But what about the offensive problem?

Two consecutive opportunities were wasted, and Lindy was very heartbroken.

He looked at Cork, no, he's too young.

He turned to look at De Bruyne again. This guy's talent points were all devoted to passing the ball, and of course, long-range shots.

Damn, no, I'll do it myself.

"The total score is now tied at 2-1, and Atletico Madrid still has a one-goal advantage."

"It seems that Guardiola is well prepared this time. It can be seen that a sudden change of formation left Atletico Madrid at a loss!"

"Of course, the most important thing is that Xavi and Iniesta are so adaptable."

"The two worked together to create opportunities, and the two full-backs connected to complete the scoring. The Cosmos team has a very deep foundation. One lineup played two sets of play!"

With Lao Liu's explanation, the game started again.ъìqυgΕtv.℃ǒΜ

After Godin took over the defense command, Atletico Madrid's defense was still struggling with small-scale tik-tak attacks on both sides, but it was able to ensure that it did not concede the ball.

41st minute of game time.

After being suppressed for twenty minutes, Atletico Madrid finally had a decent attack.

During Cork's desperate defense, Pedro made a passing error.

De Bruyne received the ball and sent it directly to the frontcourt. Sanchez's flying figure attracted another roar from the fans at the scene.

They seemed to have seen Sanchez break into the penalty area to complete a one-stop service, ahem, a one-stop goal.

But Puyol is indeed Barcelona's defensive anchor.

He judged the route the moment the football was passed.

After Sanchez galloped for dozens of meters, Puyol finally stopped him at the edge of the penalty area.

Sanchez is not fond of fighting, football is too hot.

A cross kick was passed to the top of the penalty area, where a figure shook off the opponent who had been clinging to him, and fired directly at the ball.

Busquets, who was knocked to the ground, rolled around to relieve himself, and then saw Lindy's kick!

"Oh~~~~~" The whole audience let out a sigh of regret.

Lindy's long-range shot slightly missed the right post, but it also shocked Barcelona into a cold sweat.

This attack was somewhat unexpected. Reyes next to him and Cork next to him were actually almost catching up.

But in Atletico Madrid's midfield and frontcourt, only Lindy and Sanchez are the fastest, and the others are slightly behind.

Lindy also wanted to feel his feet. He shook his ankle and extended his thumb to give Sanchez a thumbs up!

Only Pique had a sense of danger at the moment Lindy shot, but it quickly disappeared.

Simeone and the audience took the lead in applauding. Now Atletico Madrid's offense is extremely simple, with three or two kicks forming a shot.

There is a threat every time. Although no goals have been scored, the fans are not impatient.

Simone put down his hand and tilted his head, feeling that Lindy was a little more impatient than usual today.

"This goal may be better with more coordination. Lindy seems to want to score a goal today."

Herman on the side crossed his arms and replied: "His usual desire to attack is not that strong. Maybe he was a little anxious when he saw Barcelona score."

"Well, that makes sense." Before he finished speaking, Simone took two steps forward and said, "Lin! Lin!"

Lindy heard the familiar voice on the sidelines and turned to look. Simone gave him the instruction to press down with both hands.

"Fuck, it's not like I want to shoot, you should send a striker up."

Of course, Simone couldn't hear this.

He only saw Lindy nodding his head to express his understanding.

Lindy glanced in Messi's direction and ran quickly. He didn't want to be attacked by Barcelona.

In the final minutes of the first half, both sides suddenly became conservative.

Barcelona also stopped penetrating attacks, probably because they were frightened by Atletico Madrid's counterattack just now.

Atletico Madrid, on the other hand, is worried about Barcelona's strength at the end.

The game was rather boring at one point, with both sides trying a few long passes to hit the back.

But they were all stopped by the opponent's defender.

Seeing that neither side seemed to be willing to attack, the referee decisively blew the whistle to end the first half.

"Well, the first half is over and Barcelona enters the dressing room with a valuable away goal."

"The total score of the two rounds between the two sides is now 2 to 1, with Atletico Madrid temporarily taking the lead."

"The last 45 minutes of the second half will determine who of the two La Liga teams will have the last laugh. After the commercial, we will be back!"
Chapter completed!