Li Ang stood on the sidelines, watching this scene.
The referee's whistle sounded, and he played the card to Zidane: Red!
The King of France didn't have any excuse. He turned around and left silently, heading to the sidelines.
The whole Bernabeu stadium was booed loudly.
Li Ang watched, watching Zidane walk past him, and then walked past the King's Cup championship trophy that had been placed there at the entrance of the players' corridor, and then disappeared into the players' corridor.
The entire Bernabeu stadium was so noisy that it was almost crazy.
Real Madrid fans erupted in loud boos.
The fans of Sporting Gijon are shouting heartily.
On the field, even the proven Real Madrid stars were caught off guard by this drastic change. Team captain Raul was still communicating and negotiating with the referee, but at this time Zidane had already left the field.
The Sporting de Gijon players picked up Carlos, patted the little guy excitedly, and praised him for his meritorious service.
Carlos's expression did not appear to be very happy or exciting. The eighteen-year-old player turned his head and watched Zidane pass by the King's Cup trophy with his head lowered and disappear into the players' corridor...
Next time, next time, French bald man, I will defeat you openly! The young man swore secretly in his heart.
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"Zidane was sent off with a red card. This was a completely unpredictable and unexpected situation for Real Madrid." D'Agostino finally came to his senses and said, "Why was Zizou suddenly so angry and made such a move?
Such a move and what happened between him and Carlos will definitely become the focus of attention after the game! However, at this moment, Real Madrid has one less person to fight, which is an indisputable fact."
"Real Madrid is leading by one goal, but now that Zidane has been sent off, the game is beginning to have some suspense." Gonzalez said.
"Although we don't know what despicable method the Sporting Gijon people used to anger our Qi Zu, I want to say that the Gijon people's conspiracy will not succeed. Even if we have one less person on the court, the victory will be
It will belong to Madrid!" the Madrid commentator said indignantly, "The great Real Madrid will not be defeated by the clown's tricks! Attack Real Madrid! Score a goal! Use the goal to teach the Gijon people a lesson!"
Li Ang stood on the sidelines, folding his arms and staring at the court.
The camera gave Li Ang a close-up.
"That must be a conspiracy of this Chinese!" the Madrid commentator said bitterly.
Not to mention reporters from Madrid, even D'Agostino and Gonzalez, two old acquaintances of Liang, also suspected that the situation where Zidane was so irritated that he lost his mind and was sent off just now was caused by Liang.
Hands-on, based on their understanding of Li Ang, what can’t Coach Li Ang do in order to win?!
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This is Real Madrid's free kick.
This was a set kick won by Zidane for Real Madrid. Now, the former has been sent off with a red card, while Beckham is standing at the penalty spot.
The specific number printed on the TV screen was thirty-eight meters.
"Beckham is going to take this free kick!!"
"Although the distance is a bit far, this is still a scoring opportunity for Real Madrid." Seeing Beckham standing at the penalty spot, the commentators became excited.
"Go to the left!" Sporting Gijon's goalkeeper Valencia shouted loudly. He was directing the wall. Although it was a bit far from the goal, considering that it was Beckham who took the penalty, he did not dare to be careless at all.
At this time, Li Ang turned around and asked McGur Pihra who was standing next to him, "Magur, how do you feel?"
"I can't wait to play!" The veteran nodded vigorously.
After the start of the second half of the game, Li Ang took turns to warm up the players on the bench. Now, Zidane was sent off with a red card and Sporting Gijon had the numerical advantage. Li Ang's suppressed offensive ambition is finally coming to the fore.
Already.
"After you come on the field, tell Mata to use his skills and speed to continue attacking Pavin!"
"Helguera has a good heading ability, but you have to pay attention, this player is quite reckless! This is something you can take advantage of!"
"Tell Jeffrey to press out properly and deliver artillery shells to you on the side road!"
Every time Li Ang said something, McGur Pihra nodded.
At this moment, on the pitch, Beckham took a free kick.
The arc of this free kick is quite beautiful and the landing point is very good.
In the penalty area, Guti jumped high and headed the ball towards the goal.
Sporting Gijon's goalkeeper Valencia made a wonderful save and knocked the football out with one punch.
Outside the penalty area, Figo appeared where the football was supposed to land.
Carlos was shocked and rushed towards Figo.
Carlos had already reacted immediately, but Figo's judgment of the ball's landing point was too accurate. He had made all necessary preparations for the shot. Carlos had just rushed up and Figo had already made the shot.
action.
The Portuguese star raised his right foot, as if he was volleying with all his strength. When the football flew past Carlos, he didn't even see the flight path clearly. He just heard a "hoo", followed by "哐!"
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The football hit the inside of the goal post and bounced into the goal! And the goal was still shaking...
In an instant, the boos in the Bernabeu stands disappeared, and only one voice roared repeatedly:
"Come on, Madrid! You are a symbol of nobility and dignity, you are a knight who symbolizes honor. Come on, Madrid! Come on, Madrid!!"
"madrid(come on! Madrid)"
It started from a corner of the huge Bernabeu stand and spread like an overwhelming force, roaring across the entire stadium...
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"This is the Bernabeu! This is Real Madrid! This is the greatest football club in Spain!" the Madrid commentator roared excitedly and proudly.
In the stadium, the man named Luis Figo proudly raised his right arm. Surrounded by him were Beckham, Raul, and Ronaldo. They were proudly patting the Portuguese teammate on the shoulders and hugging him.
On the other side, there were stunned Sporting Gijon players.
On the sidelines, veteran McGur Pihra was also stunned as he watched this scene.
The coach was about to send him on, but now he is already trailing 2-0. Is there still hope for this game?
"What are you stunned for?" Li Ang tried his best to conceal his shock and worry. He patted McGur Pihra on the shoulder.
"Boss," McGuer Pihra said, "we're two goals behind..."
"Well, so your workload has increased." Li Ang said with a hearty smile.
McGur Pihra heard the coach's laughter, and the laughter seemed to give him great energy.
"I will do my best!" The veteran nodded vigorously.
Figo scored for Real Madrid, extending the score to 3-1.
While Real Madrid were celebrating, Sporting Gijon requested a substitution.
Matt Bilic comes off and veteran McGurr Piher comes on.
The camera turned to the sidelines, and Li Ang stood there, watching the thirty-five-year-old veteran take the field.
His expression was so calm, even smiling...
Behind him is the Real Madrid fan stand, where the owner is singing loudly: Gijon country bumpkins, kneel down and give everything you have!
ps: First update.
I have a guest at home, I had two drinks in a row, and after dinner, I now have time to code quickly.
