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Shooting Volume 6 European Cup 2012 Chapter 30 This is just the beginning!!! (Please give me a monthly ticket)

At the end of the half-game, "[sound.★(╰→), ★ cut through the night sky...

He lifted up his jersey and wiped the sweat from his face. He looked at the stands of the Italian fans. The blue ocean seemed to be wailing...

"This is a damn half!!" Xiangnan couldn't help but curse.

Ambrosini patted his shoulder. No one spoke. He got into the player corridor...

The Italian locker room was silent. The current score made everyone feel a big rock pressing on their chests. Although in the first half, Italy did not play badly. Of course, Cro's Asians played badly. And their luck was better than the Italians...

The Italian coach has not come in yet. He should be discussing the tactical arrangements for the second half...02 scores have determined the second half. Italy has no way out...

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"Paul. Have you noticed that Italy has conceded too many goals in this European Cup..." Tosica and Rossi were watching the video of the first half...

Rossi's head wrinkled. Actually, Italy's defense line has indeed conceded too many goals. It has reached the semi-finals and has not conceded a goal in a game... After Nesta and Cannavaro retired, Italy's central defender seems to have not reached the height it used to be...

The Italian media has different views on this. Castro, a special commentator of the Naples Sports, wrote an article before the semi-finals. Italy's excessive concedings were precisely related to the current Italian offensive nuclear "Andre". Castro believes that because of Andre's existence, Italy seems to have invested too much troops in offense. And he is too confident about the ability of the Italian defense line... It is obvious that it is not just that the two central defenders have not reached the height of Cannavaro and on the full-back. Abat and Thornton have not yet truly met the standards of world-class players...

However, given the fact that the Nales media and the Italian Football Association have always been unfriendly, Castro's view has also been criticized by the Italian media... In particular, the "Milan Sports" believes that Italy is continuing the old habit of slow fever... but this view is not tenable. It is all in the semi-finals. Will it break out again in the finals?

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Lippi pushed open the door of the clothes room. He saw the eyes that looked towards the door in unison. There was unwillingness, desire to fight, doubts, and even the depressedness of failure...

"I have 0 minutes to fill in the first half of the game!!" This was the first thing Lippi said to his players. After he finished speaking, he looked at the players' reactions.

The players were stunned for a moment. They thought the head coach would scold everyone. However, they also understood what Lippi said about 0 "clock". Italy, which seemed to have come out of the conceding goal after Cro's Asian scored the first goal, began to improve. They won a lot of opportunities in the offense. If it weren't for the bad luck, the score might even be 21...

"What satisfy me is not just the offense...but the defense!!"|The players' shocked eyes. Lippi continued to say that goal conceded. At the end of the first half, the goal conceded was an accident that made me angry. But I can't erase the efforts you made before this goal conceded... It is indeed.|0 minutes. It is the best 0 "clock for our defense in this European Cup!!!"

Ferrara stood behind Lippi and said nothing. The Italian assistant coach savored Lippi's words carefully and found that it was indeed. In 0 minutes. After the first half, the offensive was once very strong. The Cro's Asians did not have any good opportunities. There were even a few minutes. The Cro's Asians could hardly hold the ball in the midfield... Not to mention the threat to the Italian defense line...

It is also because of this situation that the Italian defense line made a mistake at the end of the first half and began to attack wildly. The entire line was pressed. The Cro's Asians suddenly became an effective counterattacker...

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"In the second half, we need to score goals!! We need to score a lot of goals! But above this, I don't want to see the goal concealed again!!! So, I ask you to maintain the defensive level of 0 minutes in the first half. Of course, you should focus more!!" Lippi pushed his glasses and turned his eyes to Xiangnan. "Andre. In the second half, you need to make greater contributions in offense!!"

Xiangnan felt his cheeks burning. He understood. This was a tactful criticism of his performance in the first half... "I will be a good coach!!"

"Daniel. You are so angry that you are confused. Why aren't you angry?" someone below whispered.

De Rossi shrugged and ignored Giovanko. He didn't think there was anything worth it. In the second half, it would be harder to play too much... Cro's Asians also knew. Italy must have counterattacked in the second half... I just don't know if Cro's Asians' defense line would shrink!!

…………Ferrara said to Lippi at the door of the locker room. “Marcelo. This is like your style. I was thinking back then. At the Alp Stadium, if we were beaten 20 in the half, it wouldn’t be like this in the locker room.”

Ferrara was Lippi's favorite disciple when he was the head coach of Ventus. He can be said to be quite understanding of the Italian coach. So it is a bit strange that Lippi did not get angry with the players just now. You know, even in the warm-up match between Italy and Germany last year, the end of the half-time, the locker room was almost slapped by Lippi.

It was trembling with shock...

"No. Criro. You are." Lippi looked up at the guys in the locker room. The atmosphere had improved. "The second half of the first half was | 0 minutes. It was indeed the team's best performance in this championship. "Of course, the offensive point and the final mistakes were not included... If the team continues that style of play, Cro's Asians... Hum..." "And, have you not noticed that both Andre and David are in good condition now?"

Ferrara followed Lippi's finger and looked over and Xiangnan, talking loudly with Thornton. The entire locker room was completely depressed...

At this moment, Ferrara understood clearly. The gap between herself and Lippi was in the middle...

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"Andre!!!" Xiangnan turned around and looked at his head coach with some confusion.

In the player channel, Lippi stopped Xiangnan.

"10 minutes!! You have 10 minutes!!" Lippi patted his shoulder.

"Okay. Mr. Coach!!!" Xiangnan nodded and his eyes became more determined.

Ferrara looked at Nan's back as he stepped onto the court and said to Lippi with concern. "Marcelo. Is this pressure on An Cheng?"

"No... you misunderstood me. Crilo." Lippi sat in the coach's seat and leaned comfortably in the chair. "Cro's Asians will launch a fierce attack in the 10 minutes of the second half... This is Andre's opportunity. It is also the reason why I have to continue to strengthen the defense if there is no substitution!"

"Why?!!!" Ferrara exclaimed in a low voice. He didn't understand. You know. The leader now is Rodea's 20 lead. It is enough to satisfy Cro's Asians and start to defend themselves.

"Because of their head coach!!" Lippi took out a cigar. He did not light it. Instead, he turned around in his hand. The cigar was in his hand. He pointed to Croudia's bench...

Ferrara looked over Lippi's pointing. She saw Cro's head coach Biliqi. She was squeezing high fives with every player on the court... It was like a general going on the battle inspiring soldiers about to go to the battlefield... Under the floodlight, Mr. Biliqi's earrings shining...

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Bilic and Eduardo high-highs and shouted Dudu in the ears of the Arsenal striker. Give the Italian a little more color..."

This. He just said the same thing to Modric and Olic...

That's right. As Lippi guessed, during the halftime break, Cro's head coach Slaven Bilichi said the most to his disciples.

"10 minutes!!! 10" clocks at the beginning of the second half. Another goal in Italy! Then, victory is ours!!! The final goal has been opened to us!!! We will be the entire Croodian!!! Haha.30!!! Let the champion of the century be at your feet. Young man!!! I am proud of you!! The whole country will be proud of you!!!!"

Croya's head coach Shigarov expressed his concern in Bilichi's ears dancing with his hands. "Slaven Italy will definitely attack after the start of the second half. Andre is a player who can change the score at any time!!"

"That's right!! I know..." Biliqi looked at his assistant. "So. I only let the guys attack for 10 minutes. After 10 minutes, there is no point in expanding the score. We will all start defending. Even a turtle can do it!!"

This is the creed of Slaven Biliqi, a rock head coach... At this time, Mr. Slaven Biliqi, how energetic...

Of course. If Mr. Bilichi knew that the old Italian "|" during the half-time break, he asked the team to start the second half. The first thing to pay attention to is what expressions they would do when defending... In this round, the match between "Silver Fox" and the rock guitarist, it seemed that the older old fox won a game back...

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The second half of the game began... Everyone in the stands of the Donbas Athletic Stadium and in front of the TV were surprised to find that the attack on the court was not Italy after 2002, but Croudia, who was leading 20...

After receiving Rakitic's pass, Kraniczar faced De Rossi's press and tried to go directly with speed. However, the experienced De Rossi blocked Kraniczar's advance line in advance. Kraniczar had to knock the ball back to Rakitic's feet when he could not form a breakthrough...

Rakitic rubbed the ball gently. The ball reached Modric's feet. Richie beautifully passed Abat, who was robbing, and pushed the ball to the middle. Eduardo followed up with a long shot. The ball was well-positioned Buffon. He held the corner of the crossbar with one palm...

Kranichal's corner kick was taken and rotated into the penalty area. Olic was about to jump and was squeezed away by Gamberlini. The ball was also pushed out of the penalty area by Thornton. Ambrosini grabbed Serna's long-range shot. He took the lead in a shovel cross against the turf. The ball reached De Rossi's feet...

De Rossi did not stop the ball. He followed the trend and the ball reached Xiangnan's feet...

"Andre!!! Andre!!! Let's go crazy!!!"

"Italian offensive!!! Andre!!!"

The blue ocean at the Dumbas Athletic Stadium began to boil... The second half was released

The highest roar...

"Italian counterattack will be!!! This kind of play is the traditional Italian way of play..." Liu Jianhong said.

"Haha. That's right. Italy's 32 Country 32, Rose. It's 32 Gran... How to say it is an unconventional Italy. A team with only personal abilities in Xiangnan... Although it wins, it's pretty. But it's terrifying... that's abnormal... Of course, this is also the favorite comparison of neutral fans..." said Liu Jianhong's commentator Zhang Lu.

"After the 20010 World Cup in South Africa, Italy suffered from South Korea's dependence. Of course, this is also normal for players like Xiangnan. Which team will take him as the core, but other Italian players also need to stand up and Xiangnan is in a bad state..." Liu Jianhong said.

At this time, Liu Jianhong read the text message with a smile. The mobile phone number is %... It was a text message from the fans. "Xiang Nan's condition is not bad today, I can only say that his luck is too bad today..."

"Yes, Xiangnan is present. He is the spiritual leader of Italy... Just like Yaxin, the spiritual leader of Palestinian Hamas back then..." Zhang Lu said.

Zhang Lu's metaphor was bombarded by many fans looking south on the Internet the next day...

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After receiving the ball to the south, he first directly changed direction from the ball at a high speed. He wiped it from Serner who came up and counterattacked. Then he faced the bicycle twice in a row. He used acceleration to throw away the tangled Pranic and passed the ball to Thornton who was inserted on the left.

The whole action was completed in one go. |The ball went through two consecutive times and then to the side splitting. It was as beautiful as a beautiful waltz...

Thornton pulled the ball with his arch and beautifully controlled the ball under his feet. He started to accelerate. He was like a real quarterback. He strided past Rakitic who was coming up to press. Then he handed the ball to Zhong Ambrosini.

Ambrosini took a few goals and passed the ball to Jovenko who came to pick up. Jovenko knocked the ball to Marcisio on the right and ran towards the front court himself...

Marchisio pretended to push along the right side. After taking a step forward from the left, he suddenly turned around and pulled the ball. His ankle also shook and sent the ball to the left side.

This pass tore through Crodiya's left defense line. Jovenko, who was interspersed in place, received the ball and started high-speed advancement. First, a beautiful ball was rubbed and pulled the ball with his right foot in his back. He walked past Joelka who came up to press. Then, he suddenly accelerated and quickly crossed the penalty area line. He made a cross at the bottom line.

In the penalty area, Xiangnan has been penetrated...

Qiao Wenke's cross was flat again. The landing point was beautiful. He flew to Xiang's head, jumped high towards Nan, and prepared to rush to attack. However, at this time, Simuqi, 195cm tall, suddenly exerted force behind Xiang Nan, and squeezed Xiang Nan for a while. At the same time, he secretly pulled Xiang Nan's jersey...

In desperation, Xiangnan had to choose to head the ball. He rubbed the ball back and flew towards the back of the goal...

"Alberto should be there..." Xiangnan and Paroski's long-term tacit understanding made him look forward to it...

"Go to score!!! We need to score!!! No one stops us from moving forward!!!!"

A blue shadow appeared on the line where the ball fell. He stretched out his right foot and paddled it with his knee. Then there was the trembling waves in the snow-white ball net!!!

Awkward!!!!!!

"gooooooooooooooooaaaaaaaaaaaaaaal!!!!!! Alberto......Paroski!!! Our "Robot Dog"!!! He is so sensitive!!! Wei's goal!!! The sharp smell is his martial arts!!! Andre's header is quite beautiful... Italy!!! There is still time!!! There is still time!!! The game is in the 5th minute!!! Score 1:2!! We are still alive!!! There is still time!!!" Tosica, who had already suppressed the half-time game, jumped up and let out a passionate roar...

Beside him, Rossi punched the table on the lecture mat and knocked the water cup over... But he had completely ignored it...

The blue ocean of the entire Donbas Athletic Stadium rolled out huge waves at this moment... A big bear hug came to Nan and Parosky. Then, the two were knocked down by their rushing teammates...

Xiangnan showed unprecedented excitement. He was more excited than his own goal. He broke free from the turf and rushed to the Italian fans' stands. His hair spread out. He shook his head in a random and almost crazy manner... and let out a roar... "***... not yet... 1. It's just the beginning..."

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