Santa Malaga's success has a lot to do with luck. Take the first round match against Valencia in the last round as an example. Valencia had more than a dozen shots in the first half alone.
The post was hit, the crossbar was hit, and it flew off the post...and so on. Valencia missed the goal many times.
If Valencia has a little better luck, they can establish a huge advantage in the first half and completely kill the game.
Riage pointed this out and rekindled hope in the hearts of the Santa Malaga players.
Barcelona is indeed so powerful that it can be described as "the greatest team on the planet" and is called the "Cosmic Team" by fans!
Are there any teams that want to take down Barcelona?
Yes, and quite a few.
But what teams are those?
Those are the top teams from the wealthy and powerful teams that dominate their own leagues.
Santa Malaga is just a D-level team, want to kill Barcelona?!
When outsiders hear what they say, they will only treat it as a joke, nothing more.
But Santa Malaga began to prepare seriously for the Barcelona game.
"Abandon the frontcourt, start pressing from the midfield, and use various methods to disrupt the opponent's rhythm, even by fouling!"
Antonio shouted to his players: "Once we let Barcelona go to its own pace, we will definitely be finished!
The only way to deal with Barcelona is to do everything possible to interrupt their rhythm!"
Santa Malaga has come so far because Antonio has established his own prestige in the team, and the players resolutely implement his tactical intentions in the confrontation.
"How do we defend Messi? How do I know? Even the giants can't do it, can we do it?"
Faced with the problem of center back Baris Addo, Antonio spread his hands helplessly and said: "If I can figure out a way to solve Messi, Real Madrid will definitely ask me to be the head coach. Where is Mourinho's business?"
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He looked at Li Chuanqi who was getting rid of Pablo on the court and sighed: "Forget about Messi, can you defend Li now?"
Baris Addo touched the tip of his nose helplessly: "Preventing Li used to be a simple matter, but now... let alone one-on-one, many times the second defense and the first cannot be defended.
Messi's level is so much higher than Li's. We can't even guard Li. We have to guard Messi...
What's more, Barcelona not only has one Messi, but also Iniesta, Xavi, Butzquez..."
At the end of the sentence, Barris Addo wailed: "How can we kill Barcelona?!"
Although Antonio was also desperate, he put on a calm expression and said calmly: "Football is round, and anything can happen before the game is over.
Maybe after you step into Camp Nou, Barcelona may not be as invincible as we imagined."
Yeah?
Then...those wealthy families are a bit too scumbag...
"Why are you thinking so much? Can you beat Barcelona if you think too much?"
Antonio sighed in his heart, as if talking to himself: "You have to do it if you can't do it, you have to do it if you can't do it, no matter what...we have to enjoy this process, which D-level team can
Playing at Camp Nou?"
Do you enjoy the process of being abused?
Baris Addo exhaled heavily. He was attracted by the cheers on the field. Li Chuanqi scored again.
His eyes lit up, maybe...
but……
He immediately rejected his bold idea in his mind. Who are the people in Barcelona's defense? Pique, Mascherano, Alves...
Which of these people has not experienced many battles?
They are defenders who give countless forwards headaches around the world.
Lee wants to break through their defenses...?
And behind them there is Valdez guarding the goal!
Can Li score Barcelona's goal?
If Li really does it, he will become the first D-level player to score Barcelona's goal!
Become famous with one goal.
Flowers...beauties...media...
"What's wrong with you? The look in your eyes..."
Antonio looked at Parris Addo next to him strangely, this look... was too scary.
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"Two more people came to your door today and want to be your agent."
When Li Chuanqi returned home, his mother complained in his ear: "They all said they can recommend you to the club you want to go to the most. One of them said you can choose between Barcelona and Real Madrid. When I heard this, I kicked him out immediately.
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Li Chuanqi, who was drinking water, almost spit out the water in his mouth.
Barcelona, Real Madrid, just pick?
Who is this man? Is he better than Mendes?
Jorge Mendes is the most powerful agent in the football world. Since 2004, he has controlled the European football transfer market.
Stars under Jorge Mendes include Mourinho, Cristiano Ronaldo, De Gea, Rodriguez, Falcao, Di Maria, Nani, Coentrao, Pepe, Marcelo
etc.
In the summer of 2007 alone, Mendes' transaction volume reached 150 million euros, and his commission income was the highest among brokers in the world.
"ox!!"
Li Chuanqi gave his mother a thumbs up. She was still awesome and kicked the person out directly.
My mother ignored this and asked seriously, "Huzi, do you think you can beat that...Barcelona?"
Before her son could answer, she continued: "Many people are talking about this when they are buying things these days. They ask me, and I don't know how to answer, but Xiaofeng seems to be very fond of you.
Have confidence that you will definitely win.
But, I heard them say that Barcelona is very powerful, do you have confidence?"
Xiaofeng, ox!
Li Chuanqi gave another thumbs up.
Are you confident?
Li Chuanqi asked himself, of course not.
But of course as a son, you have to give your family confidence.
"Xiao Feng said we can definitely win, of course we can win!"
Li Chuanqi said righteously: "Actually, we are also very powerful!"
Yeah?
Then why do you always get beaten by your opponent when I see you competing?
The mother looked at her son in confusion, this is what you call powerful?!
Li Chuanqi touched his chin awkwardly: "Although the process is difficult, football matches depend on the results."
He smiled and said: "Look, we were the ones who advanced in the end, so we are very strong. Well, judging from the results, we are very strong!"
My mother thought about it and gave up, because she didn’t understand football. As long as the children said she could win.
"When will you leave tomorrow? Will you take a train or a plane?"
"Flight, direct flight to Barcelona at two o'clock in the afternoon."
"Is everything ready?"
"It will be ready after dinner."
"Whatever you want to eat tonight, mom will make it for you."
"Hmm... braised pork ribs."
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"I want to go! I have to go!"
"I'm going to cheer for my brother!"
"I am the cheerleader of Santa Malaga! I am the lucky star of Santa Malaga! They won all the games I went to cheer for! So I must go!"
During dinner, Li Xiaofeng kept shouting about going to Barcelona tomorrow.
My mother is worried: "Your brother is going to compete and he doesn't have time to take care of you, so he's not allowed to go!"
Finally, my father stood up and said, "Let Xiaofeng go and I'll take her. That'll be all right."
Only then did her mother agree, and Li Xiaofeng shouted: "Dad, I love you to death!..."
