Chapter 297: This Dream Is Good
Ljungberg's goal didn't kill the game, but it did kill the final result, and Juve could never turn the tables around.
The aggregate score became 4:0, and Arsenal also scored an away goal, so only by scoring five goals in the next game and ensuring that Arsenal does not score again, so that Juve can eliminate Arsenal and advance to the last four of the Champions League!
Is this possible?
It may be possible, but it can only be a miracle!
Quaresma and his teammates celebrated excitedly, even if this is Alp, but still presumptuous, can Juventus turn the tables?
The Champions League semi-finals are close at hand, and until now, Quaresma is still unbelievable, even if such a result is played by their own hands, it is so real.
For a moment, looking at the not-so-calm picture in the stands of the Alp Stadium, Quaresma couldn't help but be in a trance.
It's been almost two years since he came to this world, growing step by step, improving step by step, from the small stage of Porto to the big stage of Arsenal, from the round of 16 of the Champions League to the top 4 of the Champions League, and maybe even further, every step he takes is so down-to-earth.
Real Madrid fell at his feet, Juventus will soon follow in his footsteps, and the two giants who once made him unstoppable have stepped under their feet.
Everything is like a dream!
In the dream, he is working hard, harder than anyone else, and he is getting stronger little by little, and he is even confident that he will always walk on the top podium.
He was a little scared at this moment, afraid that the dream would suddenly wake up and everything would disappear in front of him.
That's really cruel, I'm afraid!
Perhaps, the dream taught him to work hard and let him know how to keep improving, but once he returned to reality, he didn't know whether simple efforts would definitely have a positive effect.
Don't pour any chicken soup, that's just fooling yourself.
If he really woke up, he was just the one who stayed up late watching the game in front of the TV, and he really didn't know if he would be able to be so calm when he watched the game again, looking at the players who had crossed paths with him in his dreams!
You can imagine that picture, holding a beer, holding a chicken paw, staring at the TV screen while scolding and complaining:
"Quaresma can only live in the Tuchao, when Lao Tzu is Quaresma, he is more than him!"
"Don't look at Ronaldo's majesty on the field, in real life, he is actually very smotherly, and Lao Tzu bullied him a lot!"
"Don't think that Pepe's martial arts value is innate, he is still fooled by me when he practices martial arts!"
"The unspeakable story of Xiaofa and the female professor has not been reported by the media? That's a lot of gossip missing! ”
......
Quaresma's mind no longer knows where it has diverged, the body is still in this world, but the soul has returned to the previous life, and it has been brought into the identity of that dick.
Syllable!
The sharp pain in the back of his head woke up Quaresma!
"Why are you still distracted?" Henry gave Quaresma a blow, but his hand hadn't been withdrawn!
Quaresma looked around blankly, but found that everyone was looking at him, it turned out that the game was about to start, but he was still stopped in the Juventus half, everyone was waiting for him.
He smiled and said sorry to the referee who didn't look good, and trotted back to his half, although he was a little embarrassed and embarrassed, but the fugue just now made Quaresma smile heartily.
It doesn't matter if it's a dream or not!
Even if it's a dream, you have to live a wonderful life first!
In the line of sight, everything seems to have a little more color, as if it is much more real!
So, let's get started!
As soon as Juve kicked off, Quaresma rushed forward and was more aggressive than ever.
Although the Juventus players easily played him like a monkey through passing, they were extremely angry in their hearts.
Are you going to kill them all?
In fact, after conceding that goal, the Juventus players were on the verge of giving up the game, and it was an impossible task for Arsenal to score five more goals.
But now Quaresma's unrelenting attitude has completely angered the Juventus players on the field, even if they lose the game, they have to fight for a breath, so the Juventus players have played more hot and aggressive.
But they probably didn't know that Quaresma didn't mean to kill at all, he just wanted to score, it's that simple!
Wenger looked at Quaresma's positive appearance on the sidelines, obviously Juventus was a little bit of a way to give up the game, and then the two teams slowed down the pace to let the game end smoothly, and Arsenal could save a lot of energy, isn't this bad?
But Quaresma is like a-stirring stick, directly stirring Juventus out of the fire, now it's good, there is no way to end it!
The Arsenal players don't have much psychological fluctuation, and they are not afraid of Juventus attacking when they are in the excitement stage, so continue to play!
As a result, when the overall situation has been decided, the game actually showed an unprecedented hot attitude, which made those neutral fans who watched the game addicted.
One minute ago, Juve hit the ball into the Arsenal penalty area, threatening Lehmann, and the next minute, the ball had been reversed to the front of the Juventus penalty area, making the Juventus defense like a big enemy.
For a player, not thinking about the result of the game, just playing so simply is definitely a complete enjoyment!
At least Quaresma is enjoying the simple pleasure right now!
The fierce attack was undefended, and the goals came one after another.
In the 39th minute of the first half, Nedved's in-cut shot helped Juve equalize;
However, two minutes later, Thierry Henry scored from inside the box to give Arsenal a lead over Juventus again;
After a half-time break, the two managers' fire extinguishing had no real effect, and the two teams were still playing hotly together, as if the game was a goal shootout.
Trezeguet's effort to equalise again for Juve, but minutes later, Quaresma's strike forced Cannavaro into an own goal to give Arsenal the lead again.
The goals came one after another as if they didn't need money, and this Champions League quarterfinals was probably destined to go down in history.
Quaresma was in a hurry, in a hurry to score, and he didn't want his record of consecutive goals in the Champions League to be interrupted.
Finally, the opportunity came, and finally waited for Henry's pass under the flexible running position, took two steps into the penalty area, and suddenly shot before Cannavaro blocked, and the ball went into the net, at that moment, his fist was also raised high, like a statue, standing there, rain or shine!
It's a good dream!