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Boyan!!! Boyan!!! You are the child of Catalonia!!! Nia's hero!!! You are the pride of Catalonia!!! Let the Madrid people understand that we are the heroes!!!”

The craziest cheers of the Catalans at the Valeri-Lobanovski Stadium... The singing did not only resound in the Valeri-Lobanovski Stadium. In the countless bars in Catalonia, the crazy roars of men and their high-profile voices could almost overturn the roof... Some even left tears...

Today, the bars in Catalonia are already crowded, and everyone is waiting for the moment of passion...

In the stands at Valery Lobanovsky Stadium, all the red oceans were flooding with passion... Everyone was applauding and cheering...

Someone cried with joy, and the score of 1:2 made Spain see hope...

In the Iberian half, the same wave of cheers was spreading... At this moment, it seemed that only at this moment, Madrid people would cheer for the Catalans... Football has surpassed the narrow boundaries of the nation... Everyone's cheers were just because of the passion burning when the black and white elf touched the net...

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Boyan rushed to the red ocean of Valeri-Lobanoski Stadium and waved his arms wildly!!! His handsome face was distorted by extreme excitement!!!

Boske punched the roof of the coach's mat. ****Provide reading-**Skin's face was sweating due to the extreme redness. He was so excited that the Spanish coach felt that his heart seemed to be a little too excited. He began to slowly calm down his mood, clenched his fists tightly, and came to the sidelines. The Spanish players on the court made a gesture with force...

Keep up the effort and continue the offensive!!!

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He put his hands on his hips and stood in the center of the court. Sweat slid down his cheeks and reached his eyes. It was a scorching pain. It made him feel a little uncomfortable and wiped the corners of his eyes...

He raised his head and happened to go to Boyan to run over him and run towards the Valeri Lobanovski stadium in the Spanish fans' stands...

He raised his head and happened to see the time on the large screen of Valeri Lobavsky's court. He lowered his head to the south and looked at the green grass under his feet. 'There are 20 minutes left!!! Fight. Go south!!!'

The Spanish celebrated the land. It didn't last long. The scores in 1:2 will continue to fight!!

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The players from both sides stood in the middle circle of the stadium for the fifth time. The whistle of the Irish referee Rabit sounded, and the game continued with the thunderous applause of the Valeri Lobanovsky Stadium...

Boyan's goal seemed to inject a shot of a cardiotherapy into the Spanish team, and the Spanish attacked towards the Italian defense line......

After Xiangnan received a horizontal pass from Pirlo, he used his foot arch to wipe the ball. The ball reached Parosky's feet, and he ran towards the front court!!

"Andre!!! Andre!!! Andre!!! The unique Andre!!!!" The blue ocean of Valery Lobanovsky Stadium cheered, stirring the craziness of people's hearts...

"I'll do it!!!" Ramos took a step forward and rushed to the south to intercept the ball. After scoring the zero-angle 'God's goal', the right back of the Spain feels extremely insulted, and his guilt towards the team is grinding in the Serbian's chest...

Looking south, I saw a pair of hot eyes...

Ramos just slowly stepped back... his eyes stared at Xiangnan's feet, hoping to see Xiangnan's clear ball path...

As soon as he shook his ankle, the ball reached his right foot. Xiangnan pulled it horizontally with his foot arch, and it was about to start to accelerate. Ramos suddenly stuck to the grass and stabbed the ball out of the sideline with a beautiful tackle...

"Beautiful job!!! Sergio!!! You are a real man!!! Nothing can defeat you! You are the pride of Serbia!!! You are the real man!!! Awesome!!! That's it!!! Go forward!!! Spain!!!!" Spanish commentator Chris said that he took off his headset and roared at the microphone wildly...

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Xiangnan got up, patted the grass embroidery on his body in annoyance, glanced at Ramos's back, and a stubborn smile appeared on his face...

After Pirlo stopped the ball in his chest, he knocked the ball to Xiangnan, and gently leaked the ball to Xiangnan, and ran to the frontcourt. The ball reached Parosky's feet.

Paroski adjusted the ball with his foot arch, faced Ramos's upward snatch, one round, one pull, and then pulled the ball horizontally, speeding up, trying to wipe it from Ramos' side... Ramos stretched out his right foot to block it, and the ball rolled to the side...

De Rossi, who was standing aside, stepped forward with a big foot and drove the ball towards the front court. The kick seemed to be passing and shot, and with a strange arc, it rotated towards the goal. Casillas did not dare to be careless and pushed the ball out of the crossbar with one hand...

Corner kick!!!

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"Haha, if Daniel's goal is in, I'm afraid the second beautiful goal in this European Cup will be born!!!" Tosica said with a smile. When the best goal in this European Cup was scored south, there was no suspense...

Pirlo stood at the corner kick point. At this time, the scene suddenly crossed and shot to the side of the court. On the Italian bench, Ambrosini took off his coat and began to warm up...

"Marcelo should replace Pirlo and replace Ambrocsini to strengthen his defense in the midfield... After all, there is not much time for the game..." Rossi said.

Pirlo's corner kick was opened into the penalty area, and the arc was a little floating... He jumped high to the south and was about to hit the ball. He felt his stomach was being pushed hard, and the pain almost caused him to spasm... The back of his head rubbed against the ball, which struck a parabola and rose above the crossbar...

After Xiangnan fell into Spain's penalty area, his stomach felt uncomfortable. After retching twice, he raised his head and looked at Aveloa hatefully. Just now, it was the Spanish left-back who used his arms to secretly send Xiangnan's stomach while defending Xiangnan. Such a small movement is very concealed. If he doesn't watch slow-motion replays, it will be impossible to be seen...

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The footage of Valeri Lobanovsky Stadium

The Italian bench on the sidelines were approved, and Ambrosini, who warmed up, went on the bench. Domeneke Critchto, who was punished by Lippi for excessive drinking in the semifinals, also began to warm up behind the Italian goal...

"Does Marcelo change two people in a row?" Rossi said.

The head coach of the Spanish national team, Bosque, also noticed the movements on the Italian bench. He frowned. It seemed that Italy was going to replace Ambrocsini and Crichto at the same time to defend with all their might... This is not good news for Spain...

Boske walked to the sidelines and shouted at the field. Although he couldn't hear clearly what the Spanish coach was shouting, everyone understood that Spain was going to attack...

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Spain launched a quick attack, and the game had been held for 78 minutes. There were few opportunities for Spain to achieve self-salvation...

Fabregas passed the ball to Ramos. After the Spanish right-back stopped the ball, he handed the ball to Xavivi and shook his ankle, and the ball flew to the right...

Iniesta did not stop the ball and put his heel on his heel. The ball reached Torres' feet, Res leaned against Gambellini, and suddenly knocked the ball into the middle. Villa shot hard against the ball. The ball was blocked by Thornton, whose right foot was blocked, and then changed direction and flew towards the lower left corner of the Italian goal...

Buffon struggled to touch the ball with his fingertips. The ball hit the post and rolled out. Buffon reacted quickly in the second time and hugged the ball tightly...

"Great save!!! Buffon continued his good condition!!! As long as Gianluigi was in front of the goal, Italy would buy an extra insurance!!!" Maradona admired Buffon very much and couldn't help but exclaim...

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I'm not in a hurry to attack, the ball fell back and forth in the backcourt...

The Spanish fans at Valeri Lobanoski Stadium booed, and of course they knew what the Italians were going to do. Now, for Spain, nothing is more precious than time!!!

Pirlo knocked the ball to Marquissi, and Marquisio handed the ball to Paroski who was retreating. Paroski was skillfully wading through Fabregas who was visiting the return trip and sent the ball to the left...

He received the ball in the south, looked into the penalty area, and began to dribble the ball along the left. He first pulled the ball with a beautiful ball, wiped the ball, and broke through Ramos's robbery, pulled the ball with one on the inside of his right foot, then shook his ankle, and the ball reached Qiao Wenke's feet, and he ran towards the front court...

Qiao Wenke, push the ball forward----

Wow wow wow wow wow wow!!!!!!

Crazy amazement came from the stands at Valery-Lobanovsky Stadium...thunderous applause sounded...

Xiangnan pulled the ball with his ankle on his back, and gently knocked his left foot. The ball rolled over from Aveloa's small goal behind him. Xiangnan also quickly turned around, ran over Aveloa's side, and chased the ball!!!

Aveloa looked up and saw the confident smile on Xiangnan's face. However, this smile, in the eyes of the Spanish left-back, had such resentment overlapping...

"Beautiful!!! Andre humiliated Aveloa!!!" said Maradona, "That's right!! That's it!! Beautiful art!!!"

I believe that Xiangnan would be very proud if he heard Diego's praise...

"However, Andre's move will anger the Spanish left-back!!" Rossi said worriedly.

Xiangnan, who rushed in, looked up and noticed that Casillas's position was slightly forward, and he rubbed his right foot and shot... The ball was slightly higher than the crossbar, which made Casillas sweat in a cold sweat...

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Pirlo stopped the ball, blocked by Ramos, and left the sideline.

De Rossi threw out the ball outside, Marcisio received the ball, stopped with his chest, and removed the ball with his knee... and picked the ball to Joe

Wenke fell on the turf, and the ball under his feet was also snatched away...

"Foof!!!Foof!!!This is a foul!!!" Lippi, on the sidelines, jumped up from the coach's seat and protested loudly... After Spain scored a goal, Italy's defense line continued to shrink. Although from the scene, Spain's offense was almost suppressed during this period, Italy was breathless, but the "Silver Fox" who seemed to have become accustomed to the situation of the Italian team still sat motionlessly on the coach's seat... But this time, the Italian coach could no longer sit still...

After Fabregas intercepted the ball from Marchisio's feet, a big foot drove the ball towards the frontcourt... A long diagonal pass was looking for Iniesta!!!

Fabregas' pass was very smart. It was not directly passed to Iniesta's feet, but to the front of Iniesta, so that he could directly control the ball to catch a threatening breakthrough without slowing down...

Referee Rabit ignored the Italian protest... The posture of his hands firmly signaled----

No foul!!! The game continues!!!

Looking down from the stands at Valeri Lobanovski Stadium, Iniesta pulled the ball with a beautiful stop, got rid of Abat who was robbing, and then poked it to chase the ball...

"Dangerous!!! Be careful!!!" Rossi exclaimed!!

Chiellini, who was originally planning to go to the left to guard Torres, had to change direction and rush towards Iniesta, "Arsandro, watch that boy!!!"

The boy Chiellini said... Torres suddenly accelerated and ran without the ball, and Gamberlini immediately pressed him tightly... At this time, he didn't notice that when Torres was running towards the penalty area, Villa retreated two steps outside the penalty area instead...

Chiellini rushed up to force Iniesta out of the sideline.

Iniesta seemed to have expected Chiellini to do this, and suddenly, a sudden stop was a sudden stop, Chiellini, who was pressing against him, couldn't brake and rushed to the front of Iniesta. When Chiellini turned his head to look, Iniesta had already rushed over along the left...

Iniesta lowered his head and dribbled the ball. At this time, he caught a glimpse of a red shadow outside the Italian penalty area. He retreated without hesitation. He pushed the arch of his feet and the ball rolled towards the middle...

"Dangerous!!!!" Tosica exclaimed. He could see clearly that there were no Italian players around Villa, and the Spanish shooter had time.

Time, at the top of the penalty area, a long shot...

Wow!!!

The blue ocean of Valeri Lobanovski Stadium made terrifying screams. They saw Villa's beautiful long shot, and were blocked by Buffon, who was in excellent position, and rolled to the right of the penalty area. They were tackled by De Rossi, who was desperately trying to put the ball out of the baseline...

Corner kick!!!

Hugh!!!!

In the stands at Valeri Lobanoski Stadium, applause was heard. Spanish fans were cheering for the team's beautiful offense, while Italian fans were cheering for an Italian veteran named Gianluigi!!!

"Damn it!!! Keep a close eye on me!!! David! Look at the Barcelona boy!!!" Buffon roared like an angry lion...

Thornton nodded, spoke, and pressed tightly against Boyan. Spain's goal just now was when Thornton was defending the corner kick, he didn't keep a close eye on Boyan, who was 172cm tall, and allowed the Catalans to stretch the dive header...

Hugh!!!!

"The Warriors of the Iberian Peninsula!!! Attack! The champion belongs to us! The champion belongs to the beautiful Spain!!! The heroes Spain!!!" Spanish commentator Chris cheered the Spanish bullfighters...

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Ha took a corner kick, Torres jumped high to prepare for header, Abate secretly pulled the hem of the Liverpool striker's jersey. Torres barely rubbed the ball and the top was tilted!!

After landing, Torre rushed towards Abate, who looked innocent, angrily, "You coward!!! The guy who is trying to do something wrong!!!"

"Who do you mean, you sissy?!!!" Abat was not a good person.

"Calm down!!! Nazio!!! Don't be impulsive!!!" Buffon hugged Abate, and on the other side, Xiangnan also ran over, pulling Torres aside. Xiangnan knew Torres quite well when he was playing in the Premier League.

At this time, I rushed over from behind Xiangnan, grabbed a handful of Xiangnan's face, and quickly hid in the crowd... Then, everyone saw Xiangnan lying on the grass...

Now, the anger that had calmed down between the two sides immediately exploded...

"Everyone calm down!!!!" The referee Rabit yelled with a dark face.

The whole stadium; it was like a vegetable market... The fans of both sides in the stands of Valeri Lobanovsky were also excited by the manic emotions of the players on the stadium... Some Italian fans began to ignite fireworks and enter the stadium...

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All this happened too suddenly. Both sides were relatively gentle in the final of the 24th European Cup. Although the attack pace of both sides was very fast and there were fierce fighting, there was no conflict...

Under the persuasion of the referee Rabit, the assistant referee and the captains of both sides, the scene was finally under control... Crazy booing sounded over the Valeri Lobanovsky stadium... This scene in this world-renowned final is definitely a scandal!!!

现场的镜头也迅速的切换到了瓦列里－洛巴诺夫斯基球场的贵宾席上,欧足联主席普拉蒂尼的脸色显得很差……他朝自己身边的乌克兰总统尤先科摊开手i着球场内说着什么.

"Haha, look, Platini's face...haha!!!" Maradona couldn't help but sarcastic when she saw this scene.

Xiangnan has already arrived at the sidelines for a simple treatment. The Italian team doctor sprayed some spray on the corner of his eyes, and then wiped it with a cotton pad... And the Irish referee Rabit, in the final of this game, came to Xiangnan and asked, he bit and figured out the reason why the Italian forward suddenly covered his face with his hands and fell on the turf...

This is the reason why this conflict suddenly broke out...

Xiangnan pointed to the corner of his eyes and signaled that someone rushed into the penalty area and sneaked into him... and emphasized that he entered the penalty area just to control the conflict and drove Torres.

At this time, the big screen at the Valeri Lobanovsky Stadium also began to replay what had just given birth...

After the quarrel between Abate and Torres started, running southward, pulling the Spanish striker away from the situation...

At this time, a hand stretched out from behind Xiangnan, grabbed Xiangnan's corner of his eyes, and ran away quickly...

The camera is pulled closer, and the owner of the hand appears in the camera is--

Aveloa!!

"What did we see, and saw the despicable sneak attack method of a humiliated little man!!! The referee should have sent Aveloa to the locker room... Haha! Look, a hand of a little man makes a wonderful game change!!!" Tosica would not miss this opportunity to sarcastically sarcastic Espanyol...

In the stands of Valeri Lobanovsky Stadium, booing sounded... Everyone knew that this was Aveloa's revenge after being scored by the man who was pierced south... but it caused a riot... It was probably what Aveloa didn't expect. After all, time is the most unaffordable for the Spaniards...

The camera also aimed at the sidelines. Spanish head coach Bosque's face turned black and he glared at Aveloa fiercely... This little conflict has wasted about 3 minutes of Spain's time...

‘Damn it, shit!!! Was he crazy?’ The fans behind the Spanish bench heard the roar of the old Spanish coach...

At this time, the referee Rabit, who was talking to the assistant coach and carefully verified what he had just had, also raised his head and saw the playback shot on the large screen of Valeri Lobanovsky Stadium...

According to the international football rules, everything on the court is based on the referee's penalty, and is not based on the camera replay... At this time, everyone looked at the Irish referee Rabit, guessing what kind of penalty he would make...

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ps: There is something wrong with the computer, hey... This chapter is coded in the Internet cafe. Everyone knows that the environment of the Internet cafe is really not a place to code... I feel that it is better to be at home...
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