Chapter 560: Our Core Is Not on the Field!
In the interval between two rounds of La Liga, the Champions League semi-finals were rekindled.
It's just that it seems a little inappropriate to describe the duel between Real Madrid and Barcelona in terms of fire, after all, Real Madrid's score in the first leg away from home is enough to ensure that the second leg is meaningless.
With a score of 7:0, do you think Barcelona can still turn the tables?
I'm afraid that even if Real Madrid sends a rotating lineup, Barcelona won't be able to turn it over.
Istanbul Night is a great miracle in the history of football, but this miracle is based on a certain possibility, and between Barcelona and Real Madrid, there is not even a trace of possibility.
I've seen an away comeback, but I've never seen an away game that can be turned over after a 7:0 defeat at home.
If Barcelona really achieved a reversal, then God might have to cry!
God couldn't have devised such a bridge.
Now, everyone is paying more attention to another matchup, Chelsea and Manchester United in the Premier League, who can reach the final of the two Premier League giants is a big attraction.
As for Barcelona, who cares about them!
In such a tragic public opinion environment, the whole Barcelona team came to Madrid, low-key and sad, as if the whole world had abandoned them.
Just imagine, in normal away games, thousands of people will accompany the team to the away stadium to cheer for the team, but now, it is said that all the fans will die down, and the Barcelona fans who will appear at the Bernabeu will be in the single digits.
Even their own fans are reluctant to watch the game, which can only show one problem, Barcelona is really cold.
However, the schedule is interesting, with a Champions League semi-final in midweek, and then the penultimate round of La Liga at the weekend, against Real Madrid and Barcelona, both on the same ground, at the Bernabeu, which means that the two teams will play two games in a row.
In the eyes of the fans, this is simply a whip corpse!
One game of abuse in the Champions League is equivalent to sending Barcelona into anger, and then another game in La Liga, isn't it equivalent to jumping on the grave?
It's brutal!
Don't talk about others, with Quaresma here, Barcelona still wants to do it?
The natural hostile position of Real Madrid and Barcelona is destined to make the game uneventful, and coupled with Quaresma, Barcelona's life-and-death enemy, Barcelona may really die at the Bernabeu.
At the pre-match press conference, Rijkaard, who had already confirmed his departure after the season, could not raise any interest to deal with reporters at all, and squatted there to play dead after answering a few questions, saying nothing and not speaking again.
In fact, Rijkaard really wanted to cry!
Why is Barcelona so miserable now?
How can you say that you can't kick Real Madrid?
Why is Quaresma so powerful?
Am I right out to be a manager?
These questions lingered in Rijkaard's mind, making him seem much more sluggish, as if he was thinking about the meaning of life.
"Mr. Quaresma, how many goals will you score in this game?"
A reporter stood up and asked Quaresma a loud question, a smiling face that even if you didn't look at his badge, you knew he was from Marca.
Quaresma smiled and picked up the microphone, the expression on his face as cynical as ever.
"It's not about scoring goals, it's about winning the game!"
This extremely official answer caused the reporters present to boo, and then burst into laughter.
Goals don't matter?
Are you fooling the hell?
Every time I play against Barcelona, I give you a positive attitude, and I can't wait to eat the goal!
You're telling me now that goals don't matter?
The boos of the reporters made Quaresma smile helplessly, why didn't anyone believe what I was saying?
"Well, goals are also important, so, in this game I hope I can score three, four is okay, five is better, six will be happy, seven will thank God, as for eight, do you think I can score eight?"
Quaresma spread his palms and shrugged.
The reporters laughed and shook their heads, indeed, they didn't believe that Quaresma could score eight, but it was really not impossible to get more than five!
You know, the last game was the beginning of the duel between the two teams, and Barcelona also played seriously, but even so, Quaresma still scored five goals.
Barcelona is already cold in this game, and if you don't get it right, you will give up on yourself, so wouldn't it be easier for Quaresma to score?
Doesn't that mean that Guardesma is going to start with five goals in this game?
"So Mr. Quaresma, do you have anything to say about the current situation at Barca?" Another reporter stood up and asked.
Quaresma rolled her eyes, what the hell, do you have to let me fall into the ground?
"In fact, Barcelona is still very strong, and they are already on the right track, with Messi as the core team, Xavi and Iniesta assisting, in the next few seasons, I am afraid Barcelona will be a very competitive team in European football!"
"However, I want to say that Real Madrid is obviously stronger, and in the future, please ask Barcelona to compete for the runner-up!"
"If you don't believe me, see 7:0!"
After Quaresma finished speaking, he laughed, and the reporters in the audience also had strange expressions.
Nima!
Everyone else can say that Barcelona is strong, but you can't say it!
Barcelona are very strong?
I just got beaten 7:0 by you, which is called very powerful?
Will Barcelona be a very competitive team in the coming seasons?
And then every season you guys are going to continue to be slaughtered?
This is really the rhythm of not forgetting to pull out the basar and whip the corpse!
After a press conference, Quaresma, the protagonist, almost didn't directly say that Barcelona would admit defeat and surrender, and Rijkaard, the head coach of Barcelona, hung his head and didn't even want to refute, because he really had nothing to say.
Football is like this, strength is everything, strength is the original sin, without strength, there is no confidence to say anything, and no one even listens to what you say.
Messi secretly gritted his teeth on the side, and at a press conference, his lips were broken, but even if he was angry, he was still full of powerlessness.
Thinking of the 7:0 in the last game, Messi was like a ball that had been pricked by a needle, and he was deflated, which hit him too hard.
Messi is also a proud man at heart, and once upon a time, he never thought he would be worse than Quaresma.
However, in this matchup, he obviously had better teammates than Quaresma, but he led the team to lose a complete body and was recorded in the history books of shame.
If possible, Messi would prefer to go back to the past and avoid this game, at least, if he was not on the field, he would not be so uncomfortable.
Moreover, even if you lose by a big score, you and your team have an excuse to find.
- Our core Messi is not on the field!
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