Trezeguet excitedly took off his clothes and ran frantically to the away stands.

What this goal means, it goes without saying that it is very likely to be the goal that will decide the ownership of the Serie A title in the 05-06 season!

This goal also means that Trapani is actually two goals behind, because they have to win this game if they want to win the title, and victory is the only way to win the title!

The fans of the visiting Juventus team frantically crowded to the first row of seats, wanting to celebrate with the Juventus players across the barbed wire, and they didn't know why they were so crazy at this time, maybe Trapani had pushed them too hard this season!

Capello breathed a sigh of relief without attracting attention, his tactics are like this, conservative is a hair, being able to win the championship is the last word, and it is the last word that he is now mixing in football.

As long as he has a solid defense, Capello believes that his players will be able to score in the attacking end, and Juventus' frontcourt players are not lacking in anything, except that they have no advantage in speed.

You can't say that Nedved, Camoranesi, Ibrahimovic and others are not creative, assists, goals are the norm for Nedved and Camoranesi on both wings.

Of course, Juventus scored, Deschamps's face was quite annoyed, Trapani's set-piece defense he had worked hard, but Juventus did have high means to stand up.

The first half was not satisfying, the only thing that pleased Deschamps was that the players were very positive and did not concede goals in the open game, which shows that Trapani attacked with all his strength and did not fall behind in defense!

Carraro and Zamparini swept their eyes to Hugo for the first time after Trezeguet's goal, and not surprisingly, Hugo's face instantly petrified, and then "scolded"!

"Stupid pigs, they're all stupid pigs!"

"Fuck, don't you know that their centre-backs and forwards are the focus of the game?!"

"Can't win the championship! I'll sell you all! ”

The TV footage was interesting, and it didn't take long for them to turn the camera on Hugo in the stands after Trezeguet's goal, and the cameraman thought to himself, "That's it!" ”

Hugo is chattering!

It's a pity that no one can understand what Hugo is saying, because the angry Hugo's mouth is full of Chinese!

Zamparini and Carraro were confused, but they knew that Hugo must have cursed words in his mouth, and both of them were secretly happy in their hearts, Carraro couldn't get used to Hugo's behavior, they used to be good friends, but Hugo, Hugo!

Hugo actually wanted to pry him down, dishonest guy!

It is said that Hugo was indeed a little sorry for Carraro, Carraro was helping him to maneuver and help him ease relations with Moggie and Galliani, but Hugo wanted to drive him off the stage without even saying hello!

What is it?! There's something wrong with your character!

Zamparini's joy didn't last a few seconds, well, Juventus scored, and it wasn't going to give Juventus the title!

In Sicily, in Palermo, at the Barbera Stadium!

Oh no! Thinking about it, Zamparini thinks that it would be better than Juventus for Trapani to win the championship!

If Hugo knew that Zamparini had such an awareness, he would definitely hug Zamparini and kiss them!

Zamparini quickly dismissed his idea, I'm not Sicilian, but I'm the boss of Palermo, I shouldn't think so, they won the championship, where do I put my face?!

After thinking about it for a while, Zamparini decided, okay, okay, I should have let go of all this a long time ago, I can't stop them from winning the championship, because the championship will definitely be produced between them, and no one can change it, so let the scene be a little more exciting, you come and go, and satisfy my original idea of loving football!

When Zamparini thought about it, he looked back and saw that the first half was over, and Hugo was gone.

"Where did Gigi go?!" Zamparini asked curiously.

"Where else can he go?!" Carraro asked retortingly.

Go to the locker room!

Zamparini can imagine the kind of picture, Hugo sprayed every player from Didier Deschamps down to Trapani, and then everyone shrunk their necks under their wings in front of Hugo like ostriches, and then everyone was devastated and Trapani collapsed in the second half!

As Hugo pushed open the dressing room door, Didier Deschamps was summing up the first half, and the morale of the players was inevitably taken a serious hit, they worked hard, but it was Juventus who were ahead, and it was a real frustration that they had never had such a strong defence.

Ribery and Messi felt even more uncomfortable, obviously they didn't play their part today, the performance was too regular, and they couldn't do it when they needed to change the rhythm of the attack in the positional battle!

Hugo pushed open the door and came in, and Deschamps' words were interrupted!

"I'm so upset right now!" Hugo yelled at the players.

He's the boss! Every player is a little nervous in their hearts, even Tony is an exception, everyone's performance in the first half can't be said to be bad, can't be said to be not hardworking, but the leader is Juventus, this is the responsibility of the whole team, everyone is not good enough!

"You know why I'm upset?! For I see you like birds, you silent birds, like dead gods, and it makes me feel unhappy, and I feel very unhappy! ”

"There are forty-five minutes left in the game, and you are now like birds who have already lost the game, which makes Lao Tzu very unhappy!"

"Do you have the determination to win the game now?! Listen outside, listen carefully! ”

The half-time break does not mean that the Trapani fans have stopped cheering, they may have been silent and disappointed for a few minutes, but now the players are obviously not on the field, they are still beating the big drums, cheering for everyone in unison!

They may know that the players may be sad now, when they are depressed, and they want to cheer them up.

"The backwardness in the first half, not only you are sad, but it is Lao Tzu who is more sad than you! It's the fans who are sadder than you! Lao Tzu spent 7 years leading the team step by step to the current position, do you know how much effort it took to get to this position?! Do you know how much it spent?! ”

"A lot of Trapani fans have supported this team since they were kids, do you know how many years they've been waiting?! One hundred and one years! ”

"Now it's the most critical time, we're lagging behind, are you cowardly?! Are you fucking cowardly?! ”

No one spoke, but everyone raised their heads and looked at Hugo, their eyes were full of determination, no one wanted to coward, whether it was the main force or the substitute, everyone didn't want to coax!

"What is spiritual?! What is temperament?! Juventus have been in a bad situation lately, but they are still worth learning from, we don't learn from their bad ones, but their tenacious fighting spirit, aren't we worth learning?! ”

"The reason why they are ahead is because they are more tenacious than us! To win this game, we have to be more tenacious than them! ”

"A hero or a coward! In a flash! You alone will decide your fate! I believe in you and the fans believe in you! Mr. Deschamps believes in you too! ”

"Win or lose in the second half, at least let's not leave any regrets! To everyone's painful memories, I hope each of you will be able to pat your chest and say I did my best! ”

"Now all stand up and tell me! You can do it! ”

Everyone stood up and shouted in unison, "Let's do it!" ”

"It's great to see that! What the team has been most afraid of is not bad form, but losing spirit! You have given me hope again! No, not hope! It's the final ending! ”

"We're going to win the game! You were good in the first half, but you can't admit that they were lucky! I believe that hard-working people can always be favored by God, we have given the whole season, and I believe that luck will come to us in the second half! Hugo smiled and praised the players.

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