"Damn it, we can't lose this game no matter what."
"We can't lose. We must give him a good look in this game."
"The protagonist of this game must be us."
...
Seeing Xiao Ge being so welcomed by the fans at the scene, the Barcelona players were somewhat unbalanced. The gap was really huge. Originally, Arsenal was more popular here than them, but now there is Xiao Ge who is good at creating focus, and even more
It makes the Barcelona players feel marginalized and frustrated. They have encountered unprecedented cold treatment. For these Barcelona superstars, this is a shame. They have never been so despised, and it was before the game.
People fight for a breath, and Buddha fights for a stick of incense. At this time, the fighting spirit in the hearts of the Barcelona players was also aroused, and their hostility towards Arsenal was fully revealed.
"Hello" "Hello" "Hello"...
Shaking hands with each other before the game, the Barcelona players were naked and stared at the Arsenal players with ferocious looks, especially towards the third Arsenal player, Xiao Ge, with several vicious glances.
It's like eating Xiao Ge, among which Eto'o is the most direct.
"Boy, remember, the game is not yours alone!" He almost gritted his teeth and muttered a few words in Xiao Ge's ear. Eto'o gave Xiao Ge a cold look, with a dark face as he thought about himself.
"..."
"Shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh"
"oh?!"
"Oh my god, what did Xiao say to Eto'o?!"
"What's going on? Why did Eto'o ignore Xiao's handshake!"
"What happened to the two of them?!"
...
There was a brief moment of astonishment, followed by deafening boos from the audience. The shot that had passed by was repeated repeatedly.
Under the camera, Eto'o ignored Xiao Ge's outstretched hand. He directly staggered away and reached out to Van Persie. The African did not hide his hostility towards Xiao Ge. Everyone was dumbfounded. They could not understand Eto'o's unruly attitude.
and understanding, we can only think that they had a conflict during the brief contact, and it was an irreconcilable conflict.
The other members of Arsenal and Barcelona were also stunned. The Barcelona players probably understand Eto'o's mentality. This cheetah who has gone through ups and downs is both proud and inferior in the Barcelona team. Now he is obviously 'unfairly' treated by the outside world.
His attitude was irritated, and he felt a little helpless when he made this move.
The Arsenal players felt confused at first, and then felt angry. The opponent's action was obviously disrespectful to Xiao Ge, and even an insult. Not only Henry and others who had shaken Eto'o's hand before were glaring at him.
Standing behind Xiao Ge, Van Persie glared at Eto'o and said disdainfully: "I will not shake hands with someone who is rude to my brother." Van Persie took two steps, retaliating with tooth, and did not throw away the other party.
Eto'o stepped over with a downcast face, saving some face for Xiao Ge.
"Oh oh oh. The conflict between Arsenal and Barcelona has escalated, and the scene has fallen into chaos!"
"It's so bad, what did we see?!"
"Phew, it's exciting, it's exciting, this will definitely be an exciting game. It was destined from the moment they stepped onto the court!"
"It's unimaginable, it's really unimaginable. This is the first time in the history of the Champions League that this has happened."
"The two teams were at loggerheads from the beginning!"
...
"Coax!" was heard. The Stade de France exploded instantly. The tit-for-tat provocations of the two teams on the court made countless people look at them. They expected that this game would be as fierce as Mars hitting the earth, but they did not expect that such fierceness would be From the very beginning, the players of the two teams made no secret of their hostility to each other. This hostility was even a confrontation with mutual contempt.
Eto'o ignored Xiao Ge, and Van Persie ignored Eto'o, which also aroused more confrontation between the two teams. First, Xavi ignored Pires, and Eboue also responded. Next, Raid Mann, Valdes, Campbell, Oleg..., comprehensive disregard.
Henry and Puyol also tried to ease the confrontation between the two teams and took the initiative to reach out, but the time was too hasty, and each other ignored their own face. The two captains also became angry, and they could not shake hands. In the end Although they stretched out their hands, everyone had a cold face. Although there was no stalemate, the smell of gunpowder became stronger.
When Hauge saw this scene, his heart felt tense. It seemed that this game was going to deviate from its own track from the beginning. Both teams were very motivated. He had officiated so many games and had never seen anything like this before. A game that is so competitive is destined to be mentioned again and again.
Thinking of the situation between the two teams, Hauge felt that the stone in his heart became heavier, his throat couldn't help but tighten, and he choked several times.
"Hauge, what's wrong? Are you sick?" The assistant referee on the side saw something wrong with the referee's face and asked with concern.
"Huh, damn it, don't ask such idiotic questions, can't you see their situation clearly?" Hauge, who was a little uneasy, directed his irritation to his assistant. The pressure before the war was not just for the players. Yes, sometimes in highly anticipated games, the pressure on the referee is even heavier. Especially in this kind of tit-for-tat game, which is full of gunpowder and tit-for-tat, the referee is often the scapegoat.
Although it is an honor to be able to officiate such an important final, especially the peak showdown between two teams that is destined to go down in history. This feeling of witnessing history is somewhat exciting to Hauge, but Hauge is not a For those who want to be in the limelight, the best thing to do is to follow the instructions to the top. The pressure on Hauge has never been greater.
"Shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh"
"Barcelona, you bunch of rubbish!"
"Go back to your dirty London!"
"Damn British guys, I finally know why you are called the bugs in football, haha, you are just as rude and disrespectful as your team!"
"You Spanish bitches, why don't you tell everyone that you are gay? Do you want to be as hypocritical as your matadors?"
"Trash, are you afraid? Is this the only way you can do it?"
"It's you who are scared, you little protected little bastards! How many of you have licked that Platini guy's ass!"
"Go back to your world! That old lady Wenger can't take care of you idiots!"
"Damn bastards, you football trash, you can't stay here, get out with your team!"
"Shit, are we afraid of you? Just like our team, we will trample you hard under our feet. You will be completely ignored!"
"Son of a bitch! Shut your stinky mouth!"
"Reptiles! You will be kicked to pieces by us!"
"You bastards are going to taste the grass behind us later!"
"Violent elements, damn British hooligans!"
"You have finally taken off your disguise, Spanish pirates!" "Shhhhhhhhhhhhhhh"
"English robbers, you have never been nobles, let your gentlemen go to hell!" "Tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk"
.......
The sky was full of boos, and the "unfriendliness" of both sides quickly spread to the entire stands. Obviously the fans thought that the other team's players were too rude, but it was obvious that they ignored their idols. At the same time, it also detonated the two sides in the stands.
Fans clashed. First there were accusations, then provocations, then abuses, and then targeted pushing and shoving, like gangsters fighting for territory. A line of provocations and confrontations, extending from the top row of seats to the bottom billboard, simple and
Intuitively, the stands are divided into two sides, so clearly separated.
"It's time to start... What's going on?"
"Why did you move the camera?!"
"What happened?!"
"Oh?! Confrontation, confrontation!"
"Phew, it seems that fans from both sides are also competing to see who is more popular."
"The time has come to test the French!"
"It's really a chaotic game, even though the game hasn't started yet."
"Tsk, tsk, obviously the fans of both sides are much more fierce than their players."
"Arsenal and Barcelona players are clearly the culprits of this fan confrontation!"
"The security didn't look like they were strong enough to separate the fans from both sides, but their compatriots were really slow."
“The French’s silly romance seems to be back!”
"Seeing such efficiency, even Platini should blush. The French can no longer laugh at the Italians. At least at this time, the Italians are far more reliable than the French."
"Oh, God, damn it, the Spaniards have always been so rude. They are always good at provoking things, but they dare not confront them head-on, these nasty soft-footed shrimps!"
"Incredible, incredible! Damn it, the English have always represented violence. They should be completely kicked out of every stadium. These vulgar John Bulls, what English gentlemen, this is the biggest joke they have given to the world!"
...
The explosive pre-match handshake ended. Finally, the players from both sides entered their respective half-courts. The world's focus was on Hauge. Such a super heavyweight showdown was taking place. The commentators in the major live broadcast rooms had already shaken their cheeks.
They were about to start talking, but unfortunately the on-site director closed the door on their mouths.
The scene turned, and the lively stands appeared in everyone's sight. The complicated scene made everyone stunned, and then they all let out dissatisfied teasing. This game was full of gunpowder from the beginning, and finally
The confrontation between the fans from both sides was more like lighting a powder keg, which made people upset and angry. Naturally, these commentators were not polite. They had never seen such a large-scale scene in such an important final, and they were also affected by it.
It had a considerable influence, and he started teasing with emotion, and also took the Frenchman by the hand.
Of course, media people in Spain and the UK will only blame each other. At this time, both Barcelona and Arsenal represent the highest level of their respective footballs and are their pride over others. How can they be allowed to do so casually?
People 'slander'.
"Something's wrong! The French haven't shown up yet."
