In order not to be attacked by the influenza, St. Maraga's full deputy armed, except for eating and adaptability training, everyone cannot draw the door of the hotel.
When you go out and warm up, you must bring a mask when you go out.
On February 1st, the first round of the King's Cup semi -finals started, and the first appearance was the black Marlandis played against Atletico Bilbao at home.
After ninety minutes of the battle, Atletico Bilbao won at the Adua Municipal Stadium two to one away game, laying a solid foundation for entering the finals.
People shift their eyes to Barcelona, Spain in February is still cold, Barcelona's outdoor temperature is three degrees!
In this day of being angry, people are more willing to hide at home and drink a few cups around the fireplace.
However, San Malaga's match with Barcelona has attracted the attention of many people, especially Barcelona fans. They thought of the scene to see the Ding -level team that repeatedly created a miracle.
In the eyes of Barcelona fans, St. Maraga is a mysterious teacher. This Ding -class team has eliminated a number of professional teams to enter the semi -finals.
This is something that has never happened in the history of the King Cup.
Of course, they did not worry about Barcelona's victory. Although the team suffered influenza, many main players could not participate in the war tonight, and Messi would also be absent due to injuries.
But what is this?
Can't the main lineup of the semi -branch be played by a Ding -level team?
What is joking.
At 6 pm on February 2nd, Barcelona's night fell, and a large number of Barcelona fans came out of the house and gathered to Camp Nou.
In order to drive the cold, some fans even brought a spirited wine and drank a small bite from time to time. A hot liquid went down the throat and spread to the whole body instantly.
Cool!
When they came to the Kampole Stadium, they found that a lot of colors were obviously not a fan of Barcelona supporters.
Miscellaneous army.
Barcelona fans despise fans from all over the country, fucking different accents.
Looking at your partners, wearing Barcelona's scarf uniformly on the neck and wearing a unified blue down jacket.
This is the regular army.
Is it more useful?
One company can kill several times with their enemies.
Barcelona fans no longer care about the supporters of St. Maraga, who are much more than them.
Nympho
At seven o'clock, Nokapu's lights are bright, lively, Barcelona fans who entered the court sang the neat team song "El Cant Del Bar? A"
"We shouted at the court
We are Barcelona fans
We rushed from all directions
Regardless of age and skin color
The flag is fluttering high, blue and purple are its color
The team is fighting bravely
Let us shout its name
Barcelona! Barcelona! Barcelona!
Players are united with fans
We are indestructible
We repeatedly score
No one is your opponent
The powerful Barcelona is endless
The flag is fluttering high, blue and purple are its color
The team is fighting bravely
Let us shout its name
Barcelona! Barcelona! Barcelona!
""
The singing sounds with a strong rhythm sounded over the sky above Camp Nou.
"Do you have a team song in San Malaga?"
The battle has been launched, and the supporters of St. Malaga do not want to fall in the wind.
"It seems ... it doesn't seem to ..."
It's embarrassing.
This momentum has lost.
St. Maraga supporters have a strong feeling that it cannot be made.
Nympho
After the visiting team, Antonio announced that after the starting lineup, Shen Sheng said: "Now we have to put all energy on the field!"
He stared at the team members: "To come to the present, we have been worthy of our lives, worthy of our love football, all the people who care about us, and support us!
Therefore, tonight, let us enjoy the glory brought by football to us, and enjoy the joy of football to us! "
What is the goal of tonight?
Antonio didn't say that he was afraid that it would bring too much pressure on the players.
Barcelona, their opponents tonight are Barcelona, the hottest Barcelona in the world today, Barcelona, which the wealthy people want to defeat the most, the six crown champion Barcelona, and the Barcelona called the "Universe"!
Obviously, Liag was dissatisfied with this. After Antonio finished speaking, he spoke before the traditional grabbing captain Pabro: "Tonight's goal is to kill Barcelona!"
Drain Barcelona ?!
This is the vow of many giants. Some people have previously said such a encouragement of San Malaga.
But the game is about to start, and the pressure they bear is getting greater.
Even if Barcelona suffered influenza, even if Messi had confirmed that it could not play tonight, Barcelona was Barcelona, after all, San Malaga was too different from them.
Liag was very dissatisfied with the timidity of teammates and said loudly, "What's wrong? Everyone is afraid when everyone mentioned Barcelona?"
In order to break the embarrassment of the locker room, Li Chuanqi responded to: "The ultimate goal of the game is to win. No matter who the opponent is, our tactical arrangement is to win. In fact, it is not the most important thing to fight. What is important is whether we have ambitions.
Go to win! "
Liag was very satisfied with Li Chuanqi's speech, and his eyes shouted openly: "Yes! I think the most lacking is the ambition to win!
Where did we go before we went before?
Where did our pride and clouds go? "
Zukulini exhaled fiercely and said fiercely: "Yes! Where did our previous ambitions go? Where did our pride and clouds go?"
"Dry!"
"Dry!"
"Dry!"
"Dry!"
The familiar atmosphere returned to San Malaga again, which was the momentum of "daring to pull the emperor off the horse" and let them create a miracle again and again.
Antonio exhaled heavily and nodded at the captain Pabulo.
Pablo stood up, walked in the middle of the dressing room, and greeted teammates to go around.
"So, our goal tonight is to kill Barcelona! At this time, there is no timidity, no timidity, no retreat, no glory, because we are still on the road, still on the way to climb the peak!"
Pabuli stretched out his hand, and everyone's hands were put together.
"Dry!"
With the sound of Pabulo, the atmosphere of the locker room reached its peak!
Wars like fire!
Nympho
The home team's dressing room, Guardiola arranged the starting lineup as usual, and put forward tactical requirements.
"The focus of tonight is to be patient. I have no other requirements."
Guardiola quickly ended his work, signaling that players could go out to the game.
The players glanced at each other, and seemed to lack a link.
Captain Puyol greeted his teammates walking out of the dressing outdoors, and whispered to the doubt teammates: "This kind of competition does not need to encourage morale."
Yeah?
Hmm ... yes, the opponent is just a Ding -level team.
He heard a rumor yesterday, and it is said that the teaching assistant suggested to study the game of San Malaga. Guardiola directly denied: "There is no need!"
Out of the dressing room, Barcelona players curiously looked at the St. Malaga players. They found that the opponent basically looked at the exit of the player channel without squinting.
They laughed in their hearts, this was strong in presence.