Chapter Eighty-Seven: Mad Hat

"Barcelona was sentenced to death! A river of blood! Just like Wang Zhen said, those who stand in my way die! ”

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Every Barcelona player didn't know what to do, but Messi shouted: "Cheer up, keep playing!" ”

Keep kicking? Is it still possible to score five goals and Liverpool not continue to score to win?

Messi shouted: "It's not terrible to lose, it's terrible to coward!" ”

Even if there is a river of blood, it will be fought to the end.

Desperate charge, there is nothing else to describe except this word.

What saves face, what loses and doesn't lose, it's all fake.

Messi just wants to let out a bad breath.

Football moves forward quickly, and against the norm, Barcelona never play like that.

Pep Guardiola has completely lost hope and is back in the dugout, watching everything with a cold eye.

"Stop him!"

When the football reached the feet of Iniesta, a figure hurriedly rushed to Iniesta: "Meet again." ”

Iniesta gritted his teeth and rushed with his head covered.

Next to Messi, he shouted: "Don't be impulsive! ”

The Iniesta man rushed over and the ball remained.

"In the seventy-third minute, Barcelona had no hope, look at this attack, Iniesta, Iniesta forced a breakthrough...... Oh, Modric! Truncation! ”

After Modric broke the ball, he quickly stuffed the ball to Kaka next to him.

This is Liverpool, and after a break in midfield, no matter who you pass to, it's the best choice.

Because everyone is a good player, this is the biggest reason why Barcelona was suppressed in this game.

The ball was passed from Kaka's feet abruptly diagonally across the half court to the front of the mid-long line on the other side.

The galloping Bale got the football.

"It's another huge shift, and Barcelona's defense is empty again."

Bale ran wildly with the ball and quickly approached the Barcelona penalty area, but he was not ready to play the football alone, but passed the ball out, this season, Bale did not rely on those goals to get close to the Premier League player of the best award, he relied on passing.

Suarez received the ball without hesitation and shot straight at goal.

"Shoot!"

"Valdés, leap up! Pulling out the ball in the middle of the goal several times has completely infuriated Valdés, he hit the crossbar and cleared it beautifully, Valdés! ”

In Liverpool's ring-by-ring attacking routine, it's now another turn.

That is, header tactics!

"Defend!"

Steven Gerrard ran to the corner and set up the football, and Barca withdrew seven men from the box, with only three roaming a little outside the line.

'Barcelona understand that Liverpool don't opt for tactical corners and Liverpool understand that Barcelona will defend their headers.'

Gerard and Wang Zhen communicated in the air, and Wang Zhen pointed behind him.

"Huh? Is Wang Zhen going to give up the ball? ”

At the back point, Kaka is in the card position.

"Look at Gerrard's corner!"

Gerrard leaned to the left with one step and sent the ball out, which was raised to a certain point at the beginning and then began to fly smoothly.

However, this position is too high, at least two meters eight or nine above the ground.

"Rear point! Grab the back point! ”

Several people who guarded against Wang Zhen subconsciously moved to the left, and they thought that Wang Zhen would also move to the left.

However, Wang Zhen has been standing on the line of the big forbidden area.

Just when Peake turned around and noticed Wang Zhen, he suddenly thought of something, was shocked, and rushed over.

Indeed, Wang Zhen is 1.93 meters tall and has more than 80 bounces, even if he jumps, he can't touch a football, but he is jumping on the spot!

What if you run and jump?

Wang Zhen started!

After three steps, without any hindrance, he pedaled the ground perfectly, and the speed of the bullet was very terrifying.

"Wang Zhen!"

This one is more perfect, higher, and faster than every Wang Zhen's jump in the past.

There was no one to stop him, just like when he was training with Gerrard on the training pitch for a corner.

Finally, Wang Zhen reached the highest point, this height, after opening his legs, any football star on the earth can walk directly over without bowing his head!

The football, passing in front of him, Wang Zhen also lowered his head slightly, adjusted the angle, and pushed his forehead to the football!

"Wang Zhen! Wang! Head hammer! ”

"Woo woo, air raid alert! The Sky Fighter is coming! ”

Valdés felt that the whole world had turned gray, and only Wang Zhen and football in the air remained.

Unhindered, perfect power, top football, flying to which side?

Valdés moved, he ran to the right post and made a jump.

He was worried that the ball was too fast, and if he saw the line, it would be too late to jump again.

However, the ball flew to the side of the left post!

Football is indeed very fast, and the moment Valdés jumps, the ball is already close to the goal line.

Mascherano made a barb kick in a martial arts move without touching the football.

The soccer ball flew into the goal!

“gooooooooooooooooooooal――! Hat-trick again, hat-trick again, hat trick again! ”

Big three!

"Three to zero! Liverpool lead Barcelona 3-0 in the second leg of the Champions League semi-finals! ”

The game is over.

You'll never walk alone and float over the Camp Nou.

"The revenge of the final two years ago has been vented!"

See, we're in Liverpool for the final.

No matter who the opponent is, whether it is the invincible Real Madrid or the incomparable Barcelona, they can't stop it.

Both, no!

The game lost any meaning, and the two sides began to draw their money.

In the ninetieth minute, not a second of stoppage time was given, and the referee ended the work early: "Dudu! - Toot! ”

"It's over, the 2010-2011 season saw the first Champions League final team appear!"

"3 to 1 at home, 3 to 0 away, horrible 6 to 1! Liverpool advance to the final, and no matter who the opponent is, it is unlikely to be able to threaten Liverpool! ”

Football, strength is one thing, momentum is another, and now Liverpool is too powerful.

Kill the Milan duo in a row, and then take out the Spanish Super League duo to advance to the final.

Whether it is a victory over Manchester United or Mainz, Liverpool's title this season will be the most valuable in the last two decades.

From the group stage, they have met the theoretical top eight football clubs in the world for four consecutive times, and until the final, it will be the fifth time.

With this kind of schedule, and still soaring, can we find a second team like this?

"Different from the rise of small teams a few years ago, in recent years, the giants have carved up the world again, but the giants have met Liverpool this year, and they are really bloody."

Liverpool, perfect clearance.

Wang Zhen's hat trick was also widely touted by the media.

In this game, the most lonely is none other than Messi, who waited for three years, and waited for the opportunity to play against Wang Zhen again, and the result was a gorgeous big three, home and away double kill, losing simply, losing heartbreak.

The next day, the media across Europe changed their tone and immediately gave up reporting on Liverpool's strength, and they began to care about who the other Champions League team was.

It was clear that Mainz was too young to be lured by Manchester United's tactics to draw at home to Manchester United, but lost the entire round.

Manchester United vs Liverpool! 2010-2011 Champions League final, Wembley Stadium, the "Premier League Super Cup".

At this moment, the media is ready to start praising Liverpool and Wang Zhen.

sprayed Liverpool for half a season, and since the second half of the season, Liverpool has been invincible, and it would be stupid to choose the wrong tout object at this time.

It was a civil war, and all the newspapers were even printed.

However, a piece of news came out that made the major newspapers add a page in the mode of scrap board reprinting, and it was still the front page, and all the press releases about football were all revised.

All!

The news came so suddenly, late on the night of May 5, Sir Alex Alex Ferguson announced that he would retire after the Champions League final.

Retire? Retire!

(To be continued.) )