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Chapter 241 Totti loses points, Ronnie makes points

German referee Markus Merck, who was born in Kaiserslautern, blew the whistle without hesitation and pointed to twelve yards.

"That was careless and unintentional."

"Sir, they kicked my teammate deliberately."

"It's not a penalty, damn, it's not a penalty."

"Sir, please listen to me..."

Lin Supo stood aside and watched the show. It turned out that Barcelona was besieging the referee from this moment on.

Today's referee, Lin Supo, was quite impressive.

Merck is a very good referee, not in terms of personality, but in terms of his law enforcement skills. If I remember correctly, his referee points are second only to Collina, but Lin Supo forgot which year he compiled the statistics.

Lin Supo was very satisfied with the direct penalty kick.

He looked at Totti, who pursed his lips, and it took him a long time to make up his mind and said: "You do it."

"Forget it."

Lin Supo patted him on the shoulder and said, "Man, be honest next time. My father told me that if you want anything, just speak up."

Totti was a little moved.

But Lin Supo soon added: "Anyway, I can still score a goal later, but you may not."

That little touch disappeared in an instant. Totti turned around and gestured with his middle finger, and Lin Supo returned the favor. The two of them hit each other in the Barcelona penalty area, including the referee, who was speechless.

Are you primary school students?

If he gestures, you must return the favor? No one can suffer.

"Ahem."

Merck couldn't stand it anymore.

Although I know you are joking, this is the Cup Winners' Cup final.

Lin Supo immediately curled his lips.

He said disdainfully: "Childish."

Turn around and leave.

Totti stood at the penalty spot holding the ball with a look of displeasure on his face.

"Roma's penalty kick is good news. If Roma takes the lead, the situation will be completely different. Although Bianchi is the Argentine coach, he also has great experience in defense."

"Totti's penalty kick level is very high, and he often kicks small spoons. It is a kind of mental torture for the opponent's goalkeeper. I don't know what he will choose today."

Although Lin Supo did not play, but Totti did, the Chinese fans were not dissatisfied. After all, two people are as good as one person, except they share a girlfriend. Totti also has many fans in China.

Toti took a deep breath.

Although he is a big-game player, he is still nervous in the Cup Winners' Cup final.

These days, the Cup Winners' Cup is still better than the UEFA Cup. Some time ago, it was even better than the Champions League, so Totti attaches great importance to this competition.

Even he was a little hesitant to kick the little spoon.

"Francisco, you are the best, Francisco, you are the most handsome, Francisco, you are the biggest, Francisco, you are the most durable..."

After Totti continued to encourage himself, he started to run.

Bang--

The kick was very powerful and went straight into the stands.

Portugal's national goalkeeper Baia celebrated, and the Barcelona fans at the scene were also ecstatic.

"Totti kicked the ball away, this..."

"He didn't choose the small spoon, maybe he was a little hesitant."

"Rome missed its best opportunity, alas."

Totti was also panicked. After all, he is just a young boy who is not yet 21 years old.

If Roma loses the championship because of this penalty kick, he may not be able to forgive himself.

Totti didn't even dare to look up because his father, Enzo Totti, a die-hard Roma fan, and his brothers and sisters were in the stands.

"Where are the mourners?"

Lin Supo gave Totti a kick in the butt and walked back with his arms around his neck.

"If it's kicked, it's kicked. The game will continue. Just make up for it later. Who the hell are you trying to show by showing mental illness and remembering the past? Now you're not the great Francisco?"

"Who said that? I was just sad for a while, and I'm already fine."

Totti tried to break away from Lin Supo, but unfortunately he failed.

However, he still refused to admit defeat.

Although Roma was disappointed at the scene, they still applauded this scene and shouted "Francesco Totti" to cheer for the "Little Prince".

Lin Supo raised his right hand and waved to the stands, and the fans became even louder.

A man stood up in the stands, turned around and said something. Although he couldn't see his face clearly from a distance, Lin Supo knew it was Mourinho from his posture, his slump, and his aura of being the boss of the world.

At this time in his previous life, Mourinho was still a little loser next to Robson, but now Mourinho has only won the Asian Cup. Fast forward to the Porto period and has completely expanded.

Soon, the fans in the stands gave their answer.

"GO, GO, GO, ALE, ALE, ALE..."

Roma fans changed the lyrics and included the names of Roma players.

The Roma players were indeed inspired and played even harder.

This song is very exciting and very brainwashing. Otherwise, how could it be popular all over the world, especially since it has Spanish in it. Some people in Barcelona couldn't help but sway to the melody.

However, he was quickly stopped by the glares from other fans around him.

Which side are you on?

In the 27th minute, Ronaldo's shot was blocked and Barcelona won a corner kick.

Guardiola walked to the corner flag area.

"The melon is not bald" made a good quality lob pass. At the same time as Cotto took off, the referee's whistle sounded.

Cotto, who had already jumped up, headed the ball into the Roma goal, but this ball did not count.

"The referee signaled that Cotto had made some movements with his hands. This penalty was very accurate."

Robson wanted to celebrate but regretted it, but the whistle was blown before the goal was scored and there was nothing to complain about.

But today his disciples were somewhat lacking in luck.

A few minutes later, Barcelona made a comeback. Guardiola dribbled the ball through and then kicked it to the right. Figo saw the right opportunity to cross and hit the ball directly in front of the penalty area.

Ronaldo broke into the penalty area after being torn apart by compatriot Aldair.

Aldair is in really good form recently and can actually compete with Ronaldo.

Ronaldo remembered something when he was dribbling the ball.

That was a long time ago, when he was torn apart by the opponent and forced to stand and shoot without falling. Robson expressed his dissatisfaction and made a diving gesture to ask him why he didn't want a penalty kick. That was when he was playing in the Netherlands.

The current situation is very similar, should we do something?

Before he could finish thinking about it, this moment of distraction caused him to lose his balance, and Ronaldo fell into the penalty area.

Merck, who was following them, still didn't hesitate and blew his whistle to twelve yards.

"Oh my god, penalty!"

"Ronaldo's breakthrough was too strong, but it felt like he was diving this time."

"I feel the same way. You see, he suddenly fell down without any warning before."

"Maybe I was looking for a penalty kick. Who asked you to stick to me? Aldair took advantage of it at the last moment. In any case, his movements were too big."

"Hey, Rome is in trouble."

Ronaldo took the penalty himself early and tipped the ball directly into the goal.

0:1, Rome fell behind.


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