054 gives you twenty minutes!

At half-time, the home dressing room at Camp Nou.

Málaga took the lead at home, exceeding the expectations of Guardiola and the team. However, the atmosphere in the dressing room was harmonious, and there were no blame-shifting from the players, criticism from the manager, or outrage.

Pep Guardiola is a calm, wise and low-key manager, and when his team is behind, he always repeatedly speculates on the reasons for his team's backwardness and the holes in his tactics. Then he made timely adjustments to the situation on the field, and his excellent command from the town won many difficult games for him.

In the first half, the players consumed a lot of body. During the break, he concentrates on letting them drink water to replenish their energy, and tries to keep his mouth shut when he can.

Each of them is a forward-thinking player, and even if he doesn't say it as a manager, they have learned it themselves.

"If before the game, there was anyone who underestimated Málaga as an opponent, now you know, they are very strong. I don't want people to take away the win at Camp Nou, so cheer me up in the second half and stare at the number 12! ”

Harvey looked up, seemed to have something to say, and held back.

In the second half, Alves and Maxwell swapped positions to cut off the pass from the Málaga right-back. Apart from Marshal Demichelis, he is the trickiest at the back. Cut inside appropriately when you get the ball in Malaga and help defend the midfielder. Your task is not only to defend, remember, show me the twelve, and make small moves if necessary. ”

Alves and Maxwell nodded solemnly at the coach's suggestion.

Guardiola then turned his attention to Xavi, Andres Iniesta and Sergio Busquets.

'The task of marking Muris has been shared by others, in the second half, as much as possible to organise the attack. It's a good thing that you pay too much attention to the twelfth, but you're also susceptible to each other's influence. He is not only good at surprise soldiers, but also good at psychological warfare. Paying too much attention to him will only disrupt your own pace. Don't be led by the rhythm of the other party, keep playing our TIKI-TAKA football. ”

As soon as Guardiola said this, he pointed out the biggest problem of the midfield iron triangle in the first half.

Both Xavi and Andres Iniesta, including Busquets, the hunter who came out of the wing, put too much emphasis on personal wins and losses against Murice.

They are not players who don't care about the big picture, on the contrary, they know too well what to do for their team in a game.

But this time, why was he led by the nose by Murice?

And what makes Xavi and Iniesta haunt is one more thing.

Just when Guardiola gave strikers Lionel Messi and Villa tactical tasks for the second half, the two were already looking at each other.

"Coach, whoever is marking Muris in the second half, don't look at his legs."

"What does that mean?"

Gua Shuai and the other players looked at it in confusion, and it must be for a reason that Xavi and Andres could deliberately remind him.

"I suspect that the Devil's Pace is not the result of the first half of the presentation. His legs can deceive people's eyes. ”

"Before I asked Harvey, I thought I was wrong. But the two of us, when Murice was dribbling, did see a couple of legs at the same time. I don't know what he used, maybe it was the ease of switching between speed and slowness that could disrupt the sight of the defenders......"

Iniesta shrugged helplessly, apparently a trick that had made them both suffer a lot.

The midfield duo who is comfortable on the field, when is it so embarrassing. In the first half, they didn't know how many times they stabbed the air and the turf. Every time I saw my feet, I didn't succeed once.

It's definitely not their problem, it's that Malaga's ace is too evil.

Pep Guardiola can't imagine what kind of technique it would be for a while, but he trusts his players and asks Alves and Maxwell to remember what they say. When defending, just keep an eye on the ball.

And this is almost the only trick and true meaning of defense!

No matter how many tricks Muris plays, and what a magical skill there is, the ball will not disappear!

"Leo, are you okay?" Guardiola looked at his most proud disciple, in the first half, Messi's offense and defense were not at all like a calm Messi on the field.

Pep Guardiola knows that it is only when this disciple plays against his opponent and stirs up the deepest part of his heart that he will be so abnormal that it is difficult to suppress. It's like going back to the time when I first entered the academy and immersed myself in the fun of playing football.

It's just that, interestingly, the opponent's provocation and wildness can't arouse the child's blood, but the poker face that is even more silent than Messi on the court does.

Perhaps because they are all the same children, Messi can better understand that person's persistence and inner world.

Therefore, he is even more reluctant to lose.

"Coach, didn't you find out, the opponent's trump card has been injured, it's the right foot." Messi suddenly spoke in surprise.

"I suspected he was injured when he was playing the devil's pace, and after that, I watched him dribble and pass, and with his injured right foot, he couldn't play that level." Pep Guardiola trusted his own judgment, and if Mouris was really injured, he couldn't imagine that he would have held on on for more than ten minutes with an injured foot and personally led a goal to help Malaga turn the game around.

"That's right, even if he's injured, he'll still be on the pitch." Because, he has a reason why he must not lose this game.

"Leo, what did you say?"

"Nothing, Coach." Perhaps they should have taken note of a few of Malaga's humble players in the second half, with Muris preferring to use surprise tactics when he strikes, doesn't he?

Camp Nou away dressing room.

When he was about to get to the locker room, Muris, who was walking on one side, almost collapsed because his teammates were too enthusiastic. Although he quickly stood up and told everyone that he was okay, it still made the hearts of his teammates suddenly feel cold.

Back in the dressing room, manager Manuel Pellegrini and all of Malaga's team-mates looked at Mouris.

Muris sat there, unaware at first, and when he looked up, he realized that everyone was staring at him.

"What's the matter?" Muris touched his face, and it was strange and scary to be looked at by them like this.

"Muris, if you feel uncomfortable, you must say it, don't force yourself."

"yes, Murice, it's stupid to play with an injury, don't lose a big thing, or you won't have to play this season."

"This season is still light, and your career may be ruined."

"Muris, your fighting spirit and your determination to win, we all saw it. Even if you're not on the field, we'll get your share back. ”

The Malaga players were clearly thinking about the game against Real Madrid, and even if Muris was not injured, he had technical limitations. This time against Barcelona, he attacked the Barcelona Iron Triangle alone, and it must have consumed a lot.

Muris shouldn't have fallen on the pitch with a kick? The hands and feet were cold, like a dead man, and it was terrible.

They're playing football, not making a living.

In their opinion, even if Malaga loses to Barcelona, it is normal and not so difficult to accept. But seeing that Muris values this victory and defeat so much, they are embarrassed to say some frustrating words.

"This is a game I want to win." Muurice looked up at his teammates.

In his eyes, there is perseverance and persistence in victory.

"Muris, aside from the cup record, Malaga has won nine consecutive league games in the previous league and has moved up to 10th place in the standings, even if they lose this one, Malaga still has to play." The old captain, Arnau, tried to convince the ace who was too obsessed with victory.

"Is it because of revenge on Harvey? Then Murice, you've done it, and the crowd can see in the first half that you're not inferior to them, on the contrary, you're probably superior. ”

This is what Luke, Muris looks like now, and it worries them. The joy of victory had not yet passed, but looking at Muris, who was sitting there too silent, they felt that they had never known this teammate.

"Only a victory in your pocket is a real victory." Muris's gaze is not on the after, but on the present.

Playing against the strong is the heartfelt wish of every fighter.

And this big battle has the potential to shape a brand new Malaga team. The teacher will take this hardened Malaga team to the European arena.

Otherwise, with Malaga's current combat strength, even if it is on the European stage, it will definitely not go far.

At a time when everyone thought that Muris was obsessed with personal wins and losses, he set his sights further ahead.

"Are your feet really okay?" Pellegrini stared at his disciple's right foot, and even if his expression could deceive, that foot could not deceive.

"Oh! Swell...... It's swollen. Luke jumped aside, this Murice, why is he always able to tell lies without changing his face!

Muurice didn't seem to care about being discovered by everyone, he looked very relaxed, stroking his feet, one by one, only listening to the sound of two clicks and the dislocation of bones. Then he bent the soles of his feet under the noses of everyone.

Luke didn't believe it, and reached over in fear and pressed it on his foot.

Murice didn't react at all.

"It doesn't hurt?" As he spoke, Luke stabbed twice harder, and Muurice kicked him straight over, knocking Luke to the ground.

"It's so powerful, it seems that there is really no problem!"

"Muris, that one just now, is it called a bone?" Willidon asked with interest.

This Muurice is too hanging, his feet are like that, so it's okay to flip it twice like this?

It was also the first time they saw an injury on the court, and if they didn't go off the field to treat the injury, they would continue to play like no one else.

"Are you alright? I still don't believe ......" Luke scrambled to his feet, and Muris made another kick that scared Luke into running away with his ass clutched.

Muris turned his head and looked at Pei Shuai with great sincerity, "Teacher, I'm fine." ”

"You can think about it, if you get injured again, your foot problem will be very serious."

"No, there won't be a problem."

Pellegrini patted his lover on the shoulder, "It's good that young people are hot, but you have to pay attention to proportion. There are countless more competitions to come, waiting for you to show your passion and ingenuity. ”

One day, Muurice will stand on the world stage and let the whole world see his talent and talent.

"In the second half, I only give you 20 minutes, whether Barcelona tie or not, as soon as the 20 minutes are up, I will replace you."

Just when Mouris thought he had finally convinced his teacher, Manuel Pellegrini dropped a bombardment.

At most, he could only let it here, and he couldn't let his disciple play the whole game with injuries, even if Muris had proven that he was fine.

In his first year in charge of Malaga, he was able to beat the likes of Barcelona, Valencia, Sevilla and Mallorca, and Pellegrini certainly had the honour to win and wanted this victory.

But these victories are nothing compared to the future of the precious disciples. What's more, Muris is out due to injury, and many games will be difficult to play in the second half of the season.

Having Muris on the team made him extremely reassuring.

Muris knew that Pellegrini had already decided, and it was useless to say more, so he had to nod, "I know." ”

Manuel Pellegrini patted him on the shoulder again, then turned to look at the rest of the team, "You were very good in the first half, and you showed me the same fighting spirit in the second half, don't forget, you took the lead at Camp Nou!" Go Barça, boys! ”

"Oh-" Malaga was in high spirits as the players strode out of the locker room.

"At the start of the second half, there was a change in the positioning of the players on Barcelona's side, Alves and Maxwell, cut in and helped defend the midfield. The long-term confrontation in the first half of the midfield attrition war no longer exists, Barcelona midfield iron triangle is actively organizing the attack, Malaga ace, since the second half of the game, to be an invisible man on the field. ”

After planning attacks and surprise attacks, Muris always has to be invisible in midfield for a while, which is already a typical trait of him.

In a 90-minute game, Muurice often spends twenty or thirty minutes sleepwalking and walking. However, there are still a number of La Liga coaches who want the midfielder to be in their own team, because Mouris is a player who can really change the course of the game with one kick.

Alves and Maxwell were a bit bored, and the Malaga ace was alive and well in the first half, so why did they look like a deflated ball in the second half?

I also want to see the pace of the devil mentioned in the mouths of Harvey and Xiaobai, what the hell is it, so lazy, do you look down on them?

Not to mention Barcelona, even Malaga can't figure out what the hell Muris is up to. The coach only gave him twenty minutes of playing time, and he originally thought that he would try his best, but he had already consumed five minutes meaninglessly.

Muurice stood in midfield, running slowly, occasionally simply falling backwards, not struggling in midfield.

Fifteen minutes, using Golden Eye should be fine. This foot, he didn't expect it to kick God's goals and tomahawks anymore.

And breaking through with the ball and scrambling will only exacerbate his foot injury. Although Muris insists on playing, it does not mean that he does not value his athlete's body.

Any move that puts too much weight on this foot will not be used in this game.

And his last fifteen minutes on the pitch were to help his teammates as much as possible.

With these eyes of his!

During Muris's "meaningless" walks and sleepwalks, he has already activated the Golden Eye. Every player on the pitch is projected in his mind. His speed, his eyes, his gestures, his visibility, his visibility, including the sweat dripping from their foreheads, were all clearly visible in front of his eyes.

His focus was on Messi, who he saw cut in diagonally and would receive a pass from his teammate at any moment.

And Messi, who just received the ball, has a spirit behind him.

He found himself targeted by a poisonous snake.