Chapter 758: Playing Football with Compassion
Ronaldinho and football are on the same page, and a panicked Valdés swoops in with his teeth and claws, and Ronaldo shoots straight with his right foot to settle the dust before he does.
In the 81st minute, Busaka signaled that the goal was valid, Ronaldinho killed the old master, and AC Milan 3:2.
The teammates frantically gathered around, and Xiao Luo just smiled and didn't celebrate. He knew that this ball was a big blow to Barcelona, Milan's continuous strong attack has reached the end of the strong crossbow, if Barcelona survives another three or two minutes, AC Milan will be exhausted, and the rest of the matter is very difficult to say.
At the most delicate juncture of the attacking frenzy, Milan succeeded, and Barcelona was ruthlessly strangled by fate and could not get out of it.
Pep Guardiola stood on the sidelines, and Barcelona were at the bottom of the pack against the mighty AC Milan in the second half, giving him a fuller picture of his team's weaknesses. Right winger Thierry Henry is no longer a good fit for the team, while his substitute Pedro, despite his great potential, is still a little jerky.
Left-back is also a big problem, with Silvinho completely missing the prestige of previous years, and the selection of left-back Abidal is far from perfect. Moreover, Busquets, who he had high hopes for, eventually collapsed, and Cáceres was already standing on the sidelines, but could not wait for the opportunity to replace him.
It's too late to say anything!
AC Milan was celebrating, and only Zhuo Yang, who had scored the goal with an assist, was not involved. After Xiao Luo scored, Zhuo Yang looked back at Busquets, who was like ashes, and really sympathized with him in his heart. After all that, he still couldn't keep himself, and he also conceded the goal, which was almost fatal for Busquets.
After signaling that the goal was valid, Swiss referee Bussaka turned and walked towards Busquets, pulling a yellow card from his chest jacket pocket with his right hand and fumbling in his back butt pocket with his left hand. Busquets' malicious foul intention when he knocked down Zhuo Yang just now is obvious, even if the game was interrupted because Milan's attack was advantageous, even if Milan scored because of this, but Busquets could not escape the penalty afterwards, which is clearly stipulated in the referee's regulations.
Zhuo Yang looked at the depressed Butzkes, and his compassion rose, this is a very promising young man, and his potential and strength are very good. Although he was badly abused in the second half, it was only a matter of experience, and his future should be very high.
If two yellows turn into one red and he is sent off at this time, Busquets will definitely let the blow completely collapse, he will be the culprit of Barcelona's defeat, and if he doesn't get it right, he will become his inner demon, and he will never be able to pull himself back up. There are many young players who have lost their way to the top because of this, and they should have a bright future.
Professional football is an extremely cruel world, and no one will sympathize with Busquets' plight, but Zhuo Yang is different.
Seeing the yellow card of Busaka raised his right hand, Zhuo Yang hurriedly greeted him: "Mr. Busaka, in fact, he didn't kick me just now, I stepped on the air and caused the sole of my foot to slip and fall." ”
Busaka was directly stunned as an eggplant! Busquets' ears are like bunnies.
Busaka believes in his eyes, but it is superfluous whether you believe it or not. "Are you sure?" He asked Zhuo Yang.
"Of course, I'm pretty sure. It's a perfect final and you're a perfect referee. ”
"Huh...... It's over. Case...... Who's ...... that" Busaka looked at the yellow card in his hand, and Busquets' name was on the back. “…… Barcelona 28, I'm very sorry, I revoked this yellow card. Thank you very much, Zhuo Yang. ”
"You're welcome." Zhuo Yang gave Busaka a thumbs up.
Busquets lowered his head and was silent, and Zhuo Yang patted him on the shoulder and turned to look for his teammates. Maybe people don't appreciate it, maybe he is moved like a bastard, maybe he is compassionate and saves his professional life, or maybe he secretly laughs at me for being stupid. It doesn't matter, I did what I wanted, and the other Lao Tzu didn't care at all.
The Milanese were so enchanted with the joy of the goal that the Barça people were in despair and barely noticed what was happening, but Pep Guardiola saw it. He didn't need to hear anything, just by looking at the body language of a few people, he knew exactly what was going on.
Gua Shuai was stunned and woke up a little to Busquets' problem. Today's race was a big experience for him, and Wendell said: "Failure is the mother of success. Since even Zhuo Yang, as an opponent, is careful and considerate, how can I, as the manager, be small, let today be an opportunity for Busquets to take off!
Guardiola recalled Cáceres and told the referee on duty to cancel the substitution. This is allowed without going up and down and walking into the handover. Besides, there is not much time left for the score to fall behind, and it is the right thing to give it a go, and it is more necessary to attack the players.
Barcelona made an emergency substitution, with the 22-year-old Pedro replacing the lackluster Thierry Henry and midfielder Seydoux Keita replacing left-back Silvinho.
On the other hand, even if An Pang is clumsy in substitution adjustment, he knows what to do at this time. Pato came on to replace Inzaghi, the duck's foot technique and fresh force speed are the magic weapons to deter Barcelona.
Two minutes after the restart, Seedorf slowly replaced the goal-scorer Ronaldinho. Ronaldo, like his best friend Lionel Messi, amazed the world in obscurity, and he received applause from the entire Olympic Stand in Rome, whether it was Milan fans, Barcelona fans, and neutral melon-eating fans, who applauded him.
Seedorf is also a No. 10 player, and he was already wearing AC Milan's No. 10 shirt, so Milan continued to control the football on the field, and the five No. 10 tactics shone brightly, advancing and retreating freely.
The game finally came to the all-important 89th minute, and there were substitutions on the sidelines again, Milan on the 3rd and 23rd.
It was time for Paolo Maldini to leave, and the sad moment for football was still unstoppable. At this moment, the whole world stood up to bid farewell to the greatest left wing-back in football history and the great captain of AC Milan.
Busaka did not rush, Barcelona did not protest, and the AC Milan team-mates hugged Maldini affectionately in turn and escorted him to the sidelines.
Ten meters away from the sideline, Maldini stopped, he pulled Zhuo Yang to his side, ripped the captain's armband from his arm, kissed it gently, and personally put Zhuo Yang on his left arm. Even though Ambrosini was waiting for him on the sidelines, Maldini chose Zhuo Yang.
"Zhuo Yang, take care of it."
"I know."
A generation of legends has completed the last steps of professional football, and Maldini has become a legend, an eternal myth of football. The person who accompanied him through the last short journey was the young Zhuo Yang. From now on, AC Milan will no longer have a number 3 forever.