Casillas angrily kicked the ball in the net, and looked at Xiao Ge with great depression. The ball was lost. The ball was shot into the net from the palm of his hand. This is very difficult for any goalkeeper.
It's all a shame, and Saint Cassie is doomed to be depressed for a long time.
"Oh my gosh, we're behind??" "Unbelievable, unbelievable people, unbelievable score."
Sarah watched Xiao Ge score the goal and exclaimed. Looking at Xiao Ge being kissed wildly by a female fan, Sara used three exclamations in a row, her tone seemed complicated.
However, no matter how much Real Madrid fans didn't want to believe it, the score still became 1 to 2, and the total score became 2 to 4. Their team was likely to be eliminated.
At this time, Wenger and Carlo were also making their own personnel adjustments. For Arsenal, Bergkamp replaced Van Persie and Pires replaced Hleb. At this time, Wenger suddenly changed the formation and changed back to 442. Obviously Wenger
During this period of time, Grid will have to compete for the ball.
Carlo also replaced the weak Zidane with the bad boy Cassano, which was a double-edged sword.
"Oh, Cassano is on the field. It seems that Carlo is going to make a desperate move."
"Yeah, if used well, Cassano can make any opponent frightened, but if he can't focus on the game, then he will be in trouble for the entire team."
"It's really interesting that the biggest change in the game will come at this juncture."
"Carlo had no choice but to replace Zidane."
"Oh my god, he's on the field, that boy from winter?!" "Well, I hope he can create miracles."...
When Cassano came on the field, there was a huge quarrel in the commentary box of each team. After falling behind one to two, he replaced the absolute core and launched a bomb that didn't know where to go. Obviously, the game was interesting again.
When the game restarted, Real Madrid immediately launched a fierce attack. During the attack, Cassano was more behind Raul and Ronaldo, while Robinho and Beckham were on the wings, and the beast Baptista
It is to delay and intervene at any time. This basically constitutes Real Madrid's offensive system.
Arsenal's side has changed to a traditional 4-4-2. Without Guti and Zidane, Arsenal does not need to intercept at all levels in the midfield.
Carlo replaced Cassano, hoping to use his abundant physical strength and deft breakthroughs to deliver cannonballs to Raul and Ronaldo.
Sure enough, as soon as Cassano came on the field, he immediately regained the breakthrough that Real Madrid had lost. He and Robinho were like clockwork motors, constantly using their personal skills to tear apart Arsenal's defense.
"Gogogogo, Cassano wiped it in, pass the ball!!!"
"Awesome, awesome, Khloe did a great job!!"
"Counterattack, counterattack, Arsenal counterattack!!!"
"Ronnie, Ronnie is here, Raul, Raul is here, oh, **!"
"Saul pulls people, he pulls people!!!"
"Stop, stop, don't let him pass!!" "Eboue carries it like a man!!"
"Raul kill them, kill them!!" "Goal, goal, goal!!"... The purple ocean has rough waves, but it is also mixed with white waves.
At this time, Highbury has fallen into the final madness. Whether it is the more than 30,000 Arsenal fans or the thousands of Real Madrid supporters, they are all shouting for their team at the top of their lungs, and the noise is completely drowned out.
The sound of the live broadcast was lost, and Senke was drowned out.
Carlo looked at the fighting situation on the field and couldn't restrain the eagerness in his heart. In the end, he couldn't help biting his finger, looking extremely anxious, because Real Madrid gradually lost control of the ball on the field.
On the field, Real Madrid basically has four forwards. Although Cassano is an attacking midfielder and has excellent assist and passing abilities, he is not the traditional type to control the rhythm, and neither is Baptista.
Therefore, Real Madrid simply cannot play the kind of delicate and tight cooperation in positional battles. Once they get the ball, Real Madrid can only keep rushing forward. They cannot pour the ball carefully and continuously like Guti and Zidane on the court.
Continuously launch offensives, destroy the opponent's defense, force the opponent to make mistakes, find and seize gaps.
At this time, Real Madrid's offense was quite sharp, but under Arsenal's desperate resistance, it seemed a bit disorganized.
Carlo looked worried and anxious, while Wenger was already sitting firmly on the fishing platform, looking at the field quietly without any uneasiness at all.
Because his team has already seized possession of the ball, without Guti and Zidane, Real Madrid's offense has no chain. Now it is Arsenal's turn to cooperate delicately.
Time passed step by step, and Real Madrid's stormy attack was gradually suppressed by Arsenal. Arsenal finally regained control of the situation at the last moment.
"Grab it, snatch it!!!" "Press it up, press it up!!!"...
Seeing his team gradually losing its intimidation, Carlo roared towards the court like a lion enraged by a chicken. The weather in London was still very cold in March, but Carlo's forehead had already appeared.
There were fewer beads of sweat and he looked extremely anxious.
But no matter how much Carlo screamed, Real Madrid's disadvantage on the field became more and more obvious. Real Madrid's superstars were indeed getting old, and those in their prime were still unable to find their form. As the final time of the game approached,
They no longer pose any threat to Arsenal.
Pires and Beckham should be very familiar with each other. In the past, when the two Premier League heroes faced each other, they often faced each other.
In the 82nd minute of the game, Pires gained the upper hand in the confrontation with Beckham. He used his change of direction to squeeze away from the opponent and cut inside.
After Pires passed Beckham, Salgado had already pressed forward. Pires pushed with his foot and immediately sent the ball to the center.
Bergkamp staggered to seize the position from Baptista's competition. Watching the ball coming, the arch of his foot just lightly moved along with the ball. The ball immediately changed its direction and flew into the penalty area.
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"Gogogogogo, Xiao, Xiao, Xiao..." "Well done, Xiao, get past him!!" "Why the hell did he appear in that position!!" "Offside, offside!!".
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A sharp figure jumped out and appeared behind Ramos instantly. It was Xiao Ge, and two meters away from him was Carlos, who was trying his best to pursue him.
When Bergkamp reached the front line of the penalty area, Xiao Ge also cut inside the penalty area with tacit understanding. When Xiao Ge won the battle with Carlos, the ball just fell into the penalty area. Xiao Ge's chest lightly hit
He took the ball off perfectly and turned his body directly to face the goal. However, Ramos's attention had been attracted by Henry's movement. The entire Real Madrid defense was immediately occupied by Henry, Bergkamp, and
Xiao Ge penetrated it.
"Damn it, guard it, guard it!!!" Carlo looked at Xiao Ge in astonishment, and then let out a sharp scream. The expression on his face was the same as that of Real Madrid on the court, which looked panicked.
As Xiao Ge got the ball, endless sounds echoed, like a volcano erupting. Thousands of troops and horses roared. Everyone's heart was in their throats and their eyes were wide open.
Xiao Ge turned a deaf ear, changed his footing, and turned around to start, but a strong and agile team member had already appeared in front of him. Bravo, who was less than 1.8 meters tall, had already grabbed Xiao Ge's route.
Seeing Bravo, who was a head shorter than himself, approaching, Xiao Ge's movements did not change at all. His speed started, and his instant explosive power was like that of a cheetah, but his strength was like that of a lion.
Bravo felt as if he was being pressed by a boulder, but he blushed and resisted Xiao Ge because there was no one behind him.
Xiao Ge's feet continued to move, and the ball seemed to be magic, switching from left to right, buckling and pulling, making Bravo's center of gravity unstable, and his body advanced at high speed. In less than two seconds, he had already advanced to the vicinity of the small penalty area.
Seeing that the other players of Real Madrid were about to catch up, Xiao Ge paused and stopped his forward leaning body, then smashed the ball with two feet continuously, making a 'pong' sound, and the last one suddenly shook and 'swiped'.
, the ball went to one side, followed by a flick of the left foot, and the body turned around, as delicate as a rubber band, but the impact at that moment was like a hurricane.
Having lost his center of gravity, Bravo couldn't keep up. With a "bang", he was shaken off his feet and fell to the ground. He watched helplessly as Xiao Ge passed by him.
With ferocious eyebrows and bright eyes like lightning, Xiao Ge formed a single sword and has tightly locked an area of 7.32 meters long and 2.44 meters high.
Casillas felt discouraged for the first time. He was a little timid even before he pounced on him. This was a feeling he had never experienced before. He felt like he was being stared at by a tiger, just like a bullfight in Spain.
, waiting for the final sword to come, unable to break free.
However, his professional instinct left Casillas with no choice. He rushed out immediately, and his huge body stretched out like a mountain.
However, Xiao Ge didn't let him run very far. He picked up the ball with his left foot, jerked his body, raised his left leg, straightened it like a long pole, and hit the middle and lower part of the ball hard. The ball instantly deformed without any impact.
It spun and flew out, with a "whoosh" sound breaking through the air. From a close range, Xiao Ge fired directly.
Casilla's body still maintained the inertia of leaning forward, and he didn't even have time to make a move. Xiao Ge hit directly to the far end, completely opposite to his body.
"Shua..." The ball was like a cannon stone, lifting up the high net. It took a long time to fall down, and there was a soft "pah pah pah". As the ball bounced, everyone's heart beat, and the blood was still flowing.
It has not calmed down from the shocking goal, it is still boiling,
But the group of white waves had completely subsided. Looking at Casillas who had no reaction, Sarah was speechless. Her charming almond eyes looked at the domineering figure quietly, thinking.
Out: "What a...what an amazing man."
"goooooooooo......................l, Xiao, Xiao, incredible, incredible person, incredible knock, Xiao, Xiao used his signature
The heavy artillery opened Casillas' goal, three to one, three to one, there is no suspense anymore, we are going to advance to the quarterfinals!!!"
The long sound that had been concealed for a long time suddenly appeared and pierced the sky. The sharp lingering sound made everyone feel a little excited.
"Xiao, Xiao! You are the God of football, God!!!" "Xiao, Xiao! You are the brilliance of the sun, the brilliance!!!" "Xiao, Xiao! You are the pearl of the crown, the pearl!!!"...
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Sixty thousand white hands were raised high, uniform sounds of worship echoed, and crisp applause accompanied the words of praise.
