Chapter 112: Yes! We Can!

After Di Maria scored the goal, he did not celebrate at all, but pulled away the opponent's goal to pick up the ball, and then beckoned everyone to hurry back.

Di Maria's face was extremely solemn.

One goal doesn't solve the problem, they still need to score one.

And on PP Sports, Zhan Jun is already going crazy.

"It's such a competition! Equalize, advantage, lag behind, tie again! It's just crazy, PSG's resilience is terrible. ”

'It doesn't matter who wins in the end, it's definitely the best game in this year's Champions League.

"Independently suppress the Barcelona midfielder's Yile!"

"Messi in the Paris backline alone!"

"Crucial goal for the Argentine Angels!"

'It's all straining our nerves, and with four minutes left in stoppage time, it's going to be crucial, can Paris come around in those four minutes? Can Barcelona defend against Paris' attack? ... This game is simply amazing! ”

......

French Georges's already nervous voice trembled.

"It's been a heart-wrenching 45 minutes, and in this game, there's always a team that the fans love to leave, and the game itself will be a treasure in our memory!"

'We know it's not a good game for us, we're having fitness problems, one of our core players is out of the season due to injury, we've had a lot of holes in a season of tough battles and all sorts of bad things to get around, but none of that can stop us from going!

"Yes, the lads did a great job, they persevered until the end when no one was looking on them and everyone felt that the victory belonged to Barcelona!"

"A goal!" George took a deep breath, curbed his restless heart, and said in a deep voice: "One step to heaven, one step to hell!" ”

"God! We just need one goal! ”

......

'The lads are tired, they're attacking desperately.'

"In this game, no one chose to back down, they challenged the dilemma!"

"This Paris is something I'm proud of, it's the Paris of my dreams, the tough, brave team that never gives up!"

"Guys, cheer as loudly as you can, stomp your feet, make as much noise as you can, let our players know, and we'll be there for them!"

"It's a battle for the Parisians, even if we can't play, we have to do our best in the stands!"

With the words of Monet Sr., one by one the Parisian fans got up from their seats, and they began to raise their arms and applaud slowly.

Boom!!

Boom!!

Boom!!

Go ahead, PSG!!

There was a loud singing from the east stand, and at this moment the Parisian fans held hands, and they sang their own songs of honor.

There are hysterical faces on camera, they shout, they applaud, they do their best to convey their beliefs to the players.

A young child's hands were made into a trumpet shape, and his pink little face turned red.

An old man in a wheelchair banged desperately on the fence with his dry palms.

In the coach's seat, Villas-Boas led the kneeling on the lawn and prayed with the most devout attitude.

In the VIP box, the president and director of Paris also raised their arms and clapped their hands to the rhythm.

Noises, singing, and shouts mingled, and the entire Parc des Princes pitch boiled.

In the final stages of the competition, the whole world of Paris was united.

Seeing this, old Monet had tears in his eyes, and he said slowly in a trembling voice; "I'm so glad you make me proud!"

Then, the old man wiped away his tears, got up and picked up the microphone, took a deep breath, and roared violently.

The voice was a little hoarse, but full of shuddering conviction!

“Yes! We can! ”

This was followed by a tsunami-like movement of the mountains.

Yes! We can!!!!!!!!!!!! ——

Don't give up, don't give up!

With only one goal difference, they will complete a comeback in 4 minutes!

The huge momentum swept across the pitch, which put a lot of pressure on the Barcelona players.

On the other hand, the Parisian players were all excited.

In this kind of support, they feel their blood boiling.

One goal!

Just one goal away, as the fans say.

Yes, they can do it!

......

The game restarted, and Barcelona started to move back after the kick-off, and they had to hold on to the last glimmer of hope.

The aggregate score is now 4-4, and with two away goals on their side, it is Barcelona who have advanced to the last four of the Champions League.

Therefore, they have to hold on to this ball.

And for PSG, they need to attack, they need to score, they want to reach the last four!

Barcelona wanted to reverse the ball and delay time, but Paris Saint-Germain did not give them a chance at all, and Barcelona lost possession of the ball in the frantic pressing of the frontcourt.

The ball was passed to Yi Le, who kicked it to the left wing, Di Maria broke through frantically, but still couldn't get into the penalty area.

The game went into injury time.

The last three minutes.

Yi Le reorganized the attack, and he felt his feet feel as heavy as lead, but he gritted his teeth and persevered.

Yi Le was taken care of, but he was under pressure, and even if he was knocked down, he would stand up as soon as possible.

At this time, every second counts, and they are running out of time.

The last two minutes.

Mbappe tries to hit the goal, and Ter Stegen punches the ball.

The ball landed in the middle and was confiscated by Yile again.

Paris goalkeeper Keylor Navas also came out and everyone rushed into Barcelona's half, with 22 men in the final battle.

Exhausted on both sides, Yile kept pulling Barcelona's backline with passes.

But it didn't work out well, and these guys didn't give a single margin at all.

Last minute.

Yi Le gritted his teeth and made a decision, and he killed directly forward.

The sudden start of Yile made Barcelona a little panicked, Busquets and Rakitic wanted to block Yile, the two wanted to close the door to defend, but Yile suddenly accelerated and squeezed between the two.

Yi Le staggered, but he saw that there was still some distance from the big forbidden area, and he didn't choose to fall, and continued....

Yile was impacting and menacing, which suddenly made the Barcelona backline have some heart palpitations.

At the last minute, there can be no problems.

Seeing that Yi Le was about to come in, Pique made a decisive decision and made a decisive attack, even if he fouled, he couldn't let Yi Le in.

Pique's ferocious sliding tackle struck, and Yi Le knocked the ball out sideways at the first time.

He made a protective forward pitch and the ball came to Mbappe's feet.

But Mbappe is also gritting his teeth and rushing forward, he looks at the big penalty area, his eyes are almost red.

Be sure to score!

Be sure to score!

Even if you fall, you have to be in the big forbidden area!

Seeing the speed at which Mbappe soared, everyone in Barcelona was shocked, and at this moment, Lenglet rushed over, put the shovel again, and knocked Mbappe directly.

It was a malicious foul designed to bring Mbappe to a stop.

Mbappe fell to the ground, he looked at the big penalty line in front of him, and he was angry and hammered to the ground.

The Paris Saint-Germain players also surrounded it for the first time, and the Barcelona players also surrounded Lenglet to protect it.

During this time period, both teams are sensitive and prone to clashing.

Fortunately, the referee's repeated warnings finally put the contradiction to a halt.

Paris won a nice free-kick near the line of the big box.

Mbappe was a little sluggish and felt like he wasn't up to the task.

At this point, a gentle palm is placed on your shoulder.

Mbappe turned his head to look at him, only to see Yi Le smile at him and say, "Well done, Killian!" ”

Mbappe was still frustrated: "But it's not a penalty! ”

Yi Le smiled again, patted Mbappe's head, and said, "Trust me, I'll kick in!" ”

After speaking, Yi Le walked towards the penalty spot with firm steps.

Mbappe looked at Yile's back in a daze.

He opened his mouth, feeling something strange in his heart.

Core and belief, Yile is a special presence in the Paris team, he is admired and praised by countless people, but he also needs to carry a lot of pressure.

Just like now, free throws at crunch time.

Whether Paris can enter the Champions League semi-finals depends on Yile's free kick.

Mbappe can't imagine how Yile could laugh under such pressure.

At the same time, he also felt a little frustrated.

He was inspired to be a star in his own right, but at this moment, he chose to rely on Yile.

Even though I feel very unproductive, I still want to believe him!