Chapter 330: Going to Score?

After the substitution adjustment, Milan's threat is a little bigger, but Arsenal is not intimidated, and the defense is so tight that not even a fly can get in.

The referee blew the whistle for the end of the first half as another long-range shot from outside the box was blocked by a dense crowd in the box, and neither team was able to score.

The Milan players were all frustrated, and the onslaught of half-time was fruitless, leaving them with little time.

Shevchenko did his best, but the dense crowd in the Arsenal penalty area did not give him any chance to play at all;

Kaka also tried his best, but he didn't have a good way to face Arsenal's dense defense when he needed attacking space;

At one point, Milan even played Nesta in the front as a central striker, which is why Milan did not have a strong center forward to break down the dense defense.

There was also a Crespo last season that could be used, and now there is really no way to do it.

Quaresma walked down the tunnel with a happy expression, and while it was probably the weakest half of his history, he wasn't frustrated.

It would be great if every game could be won without having to fight to the cramps yourself.

As things stand, Quaresma doesn't know if he'll be on the pitch in the second half.

His only role in the first half was to harass Andrea Pirlo from time to time, experimenting with his small movements, and if he didn't think about counter-attacking, it was really better to put on another defender.

Quaresma also doesn't know what kind of choice Wenger will make, because Wenger is no longer a professor from his impression.

Just in case, staying on the pitch is actually Arsenal's last insurance.

If Milan really had the soul of God in the second half, equalized or even reversed the score, there would still be hope with Quaresma.

Sure enough, Wenger still left Quaresma on the pitch as a mascot.

On the way back to the pitch, the Arsenal players all had an indescribable determination in their eyes.

It only takes 45 minutes, just another 45 minutes, and they can reach the Champions League final in history, which is what they have been looking for all their lives.

Even if they were overwhelmed by the whole game, they didn't complain, because it wasn't a grievance at all compared to the victory.

Quaresma seemed to have been infected, and the cynicism in his expression had subsided a little.

The teammates are different from him, they don't have the assistance of the system, and I am afraid that they will not be able to become the man of the year in this football world in their lives.

In the heart of the pilgrimage to the Champions League final, they will give everything for it, because such an opportunity is likely to be only once in a lifetime.

Such a wish is ordinary but great, and deserves respect!

For himself, for Arsenal, for his usually unscrupulous teammates, for the fans who never leave, there is no reason for Quaresma to let the victory slip away.

After the start of the second half, Quaresma returned to the front of the Arsenal penalty area, a position he would not touch in any game.

Here, in addition to making a humanoid obstacle, you can also harass Kaka or Seedorf, at least it will make him seem less useless.

In the San Siro stands, Milan fans seemed to cry with pathos, and Milan's attack also took on a heroic color.

They also understand that the hope of equalising is slim, and they just want to shine their last brightness.

In the 55th minute of the second half, Kaka barely managed to break through on the left flank and sent a half-high cross, Shevchenko in the small penalty area struggled to jump under the harassment of Kolo Toure, but he really grabbed it.

It's just that when there is no way to fully exert force, Shevchenko's header was held in Lehmann's arms, and it was just a false alarm.

Two minutes later, it was Kaka again, cutting inside from the left and shooting hard, but it was deflected off Lauren, and he changed direction and flew towards the goal, which caught Lehmann, who was already ready to save, off guard.

Going to score?

Everyone's eyes were glued to the little ball, nervous and boiling.

Quaresma's pupils contracted violently, and she became nervous.

If that goal goes in, the situation of the game will change dramatically, and the remaining time will be enough for Milan, who are demoralized by the goal, to score two goals or even turn the score around.

That's the worst outcome!

Don't enter!

Quaresma was already praying secretly in his heart.

However, the trajectory of things does not shift by anyone's will.

After the ball was refracted and no player could stop it, in a hurry, Lehmann spun and pounced on the ball, and the sudden change in center of gravity almost made his knees and ankles unbearable.

But even so, Lehmann was unable to touch the ball, and watched in despair as the ball flew into his own goal.

San Siro erupted, and the mountains roared like a tsunami that swept across the land like a violent storm.

Milan fans laughed, shouted, and jumped, one second they were knocking on the last door to hell, and the next second, they found out that it was the door to heaven.

The Milan players roared wildly, Shevchenko rushed into the Arsenal goal, scooped out the ball, and rushed to the midfield with his teammates in crazy celebrations, all the excitement was vented along the way, they didn't have time to celebrate, it would be shameful to waste even a second.

They have seen the hope of the abacus!

Many times, on this green field, the role of mental attributes is far greater than the actual ability, when you yourself don't believe that you can win, who else can save you!

And once you see a ray of light in the dark, it is like pulling a life-saving straw, holding on to it and never letting go.

In contrast, the performance of the Arsenal players was somewhat frustrated and discouraged.

Lehmann waved his fist unwillingly, although it was not his responsibility to score the ball just now, but the taste of being breached was definitely not pleasant.

Lauren blamed himself even more, although he didn't want to, but the ball did hit him before it was refracted, and it would be counted as his own goal if he didn't get it technically.

The score became 3:1, and even though they still had a two-goal lead, it was like a haze appeared over everyone's heads, blocking the sun and taking away their smiling faces.

Quaresma took a deep breath and bit her lip, her expression indescribably serious.

The timing of this goal is too bad, even if Quaresma doesn't think Arsenal can keep a clean sheet against Milan, but it's also troublesome to change the timing of the goal!

Even if it lasts another five minutes!

Now, Milan, whose morale is high, may really cause big problems for Arsenal!