As the players entered the dressing room, the commentators began to comment on the wonderful game.

The BBC commentators in England began to discuss with the guests.

'Tottenham did a good job, something we didn't expect before the game, even though they were equalised by Barcelona, but you know it's Camp Nou! Tottenham are playing away! "England BBC commentator Mister. Gavin said proudly: "They played fantastic!" ”

Meredith, a female guest, nodded and exclaimed, "That's right! Tottenham's performance was what we expected, and when we were expecting only brown bread, they gave us a big meal! Especially easy... Oh no! I don't even know how to praise him, judging by the performance in the first half, he single-handedly suppressed the Barcelona midfield. ”

"The combination of Iniesta and Busquets failed to suppress Yi, he is a monster!"

Another guest, Richard, put forward a different opinion, saying: "Tottenham's performance in the first half is obvious to all, but the second half is the key, after Messi's shot, Barcelona has completely sobered up, their home advantage will be infinitely magnified, Tottenham need to be careful." ”

Meredith shook her head and said, "No! Not necessarily, Tottenham are not as weak as they seem, they are a tough team and Tottenham have an absolute advantage! ”

"Young!! Their average age is only 22 years old, do you know what this concept is? This meant that they had two or three times as much energy as Barcelona, and in the first half, they frequently used a wide range of running tactics to further deplete the fitness of Barcelona's players, such as Andres Iniesta, who had a lot less forward at the end of the first half, which meant that Tottenham's tactics worked. ”

Richard shrugged his shoulders and said, "Hey! Jenny, you're too biased towards Tottenham. ”

"That's because Tottenham are our team!"

"We are the commentators, we want to be fair and fair!"

Meredith sneered; "Sorry, I can't! Now I want Tottenham to beat Barcelona! ”

Seeing that the two guests were about to fight, the narrator Mister. Gavin hurriedly changed the subject.

......

In Barcelona's dressing room, head coach Luis Enrique told everyone to sit down and recover quickly.

Iniesta was panting heavily, and although he was not yet exhausted, he was already feeling very tired, and his lungs were as uncomfortable as fire with every breath.

"Andres, can you still hold on?"

Head coach Enrique walked over and asked.

Iniesta grinned and said; "Sir, I think you're going to get ready to come off the bench, I probably won't be able to finish the second half."

Hearing this, head coach Enrique was secretly helpless.

Barcelona are now away from Andres Iniesta, who will need to be in midfield until they bring in better midfielders.

Xavi's departure has cost Barcelona's midfielders half their lives.

If Iniesta had a problem, it would really be wiped out.

In this game, if Barcelona does not have Iniesta, let alone compete with Yile in the midfield, but relying on Busquets, it is likely to be directly defeated.

Although Messi is strong, he can't do it every time.

Sergio Busquets' big picture is good, but his style of play is too soft, especially against a Premier League team like Tottenham, where there are frequent physical confrontations and complete stylistic suppression.

Although Busquets has a good acting skill, he can't always 'dive', right?

When the time comes, let alone Tottenham, I can't see it.

Therefore, Iniesta must be on the field.

Coach. Enrique sighed that Barcelona had not been able to find a good midfielder, and the best midfielder had been sold by them.

Now that the kid is running back, they feel what kind of genius he is!

Barcelona with Messi is so passive, this is simply shooting yourself in the foot.

......

Barcelona's dressing room is gloomy, while Tottenham's side is cheerful.

"Yi, in the second half you can think about breaking down the left flank, I can feel that a lot of them can't keep up with me."

Sun Xingmin said excitedly.

Nowadays, in terms of fitness, Tottenham say second, no one dares to say first.

They are one of the best teams.

Among them, Son Heung-min and Yi Le are even more outstanding, and their physical reserves are among the best at Tottenham.

Harry. Kane also nodded and said: "We can try on the left, Sun should have played better in the second half, and I feel that Utium is starting to struggle when defending me. ”

Utim was yellow carded and he didn't dare to make too many moves.

This made Harry. Kane has become a little more relaxed on the attack.

Yi Le nodded, then turned to look at Dele. Ali asked; "Ali, what about you?"

Dele. Ali said depressedly: "Don't pass the ball to me, I'm not qualified to let you pass the ball to me." ”

Hearing this, Yi Le and the others looked at each other, what's wrong?

At this point, N'Golo Kante leaned over and whispered beside Yi Le: "He was cut off six times by Pique and began to doubt himself. ”

Forehead.....

Well, 'Peel See' lives up to its name, Dele. Ali was made to be autistic.

Yi Le comforted; "Ali, you have to have faith in yourself."

Dele. Ali wanted to slap himself in the mouth and scolded: "That Spaniard is sick, he seems to know what I am going to do next, and he can always appear in my most uncomfortable place." ”

Yi Le didn't know how to comfort him, so he could only let him think it out for himself.

Good range inside the locker room.

There is no tragic atmosphere in the face of a life-and-death battle, and relaxation and brightness are the best atmosphere for the Tottenham team.

At this time, Boas also came over, clapped his hands and said: "Guys, in the second half, I need you to increase the running distance, the physical energy of the Barcelona midfield has been almost consumed by us, and in the second half we will still use this way, constantly pressing, running, interspersing, everyone must move for me, even if there is no ball, you also give me a run, and drive the opposing players to run together." ”

Boas held up two fingers and said, "Twenty minutes!" Twenty minutes later, I'm sure Barcelona will be at the bottom of the fitness and it's time for us! “

"Don't forget, we're here for one purpose, and that's to win this game!!" Boas said loudly; "Is there ?!! faith?"

"Yes!! - " The crowd echoed loudly.

Boas smiled with satisfaction and clapped his hands; "Okay, it's time to play, cheer up, and we'll bring victory back to White Hart Lane! GOGOGO！！ ”

......

After the start of the second half, there were no changes to the lineups of either side.

Barcelona started off with a fierce attack, much to Tottenham's delight and they couldn't ask for it.

Both teams are thinking about how to attack.

Barcelona understand that their ageing is causing physical problems, and the more they drag on, the more they are not good, so they want to score a few more goals as soon as possible while they still have fitness.

Tottenham, on the other hand, is thinking about how to further drain Barcelona's physical energy by relying on fast pace and large-scale running.

The two sides hit it off, come, face up!

In the next game, the fast pace of the game made the on-site commentator Andre's mouth almost cramp.

But they are also professional, and while reading the game, they are spitting on the commentary.

"Busquets passes, Iniesta catches the ball and gets rid of it, he breaks through to the right, Iniesta passes, Messi touches the ball and passes the ball to Suarez, Suarez passes back... Worst! The ball was cut off by Kante, Kante passed to Yi, Yi made a wide transfer, South Korean star Sun received the ball, he was making a breakthrough, but there was no angle of the cross, and in desperation, he passed back again, Yi received the ball again....."

Suck!!!!

Take a breath.

"Easy to play the ball quickly, he passed the ball to Ali, Ali broke through with the ball, Pique stepped forward to block, Ali did not single Pique, he and Kane collided with the wall, broke through Pique, Pique chased back, Utim was also pushing Kane... Can Kane shoot? Will Kane shoot on goal? Will Kane shoot on goal? No... He didn't shoot, he passed it back! ”

After a pause, Andre hugged his head and closed his eyes, he felt a gold star in his eyes, accompanied by a strong feeling of nausea.

He knows... I am starved of oxygen.