"Goaaaaal...... can you imagine? Can you? Mark finished the game in such a way that he put in a great performance at the Camp Nou, which was the best goal of the season in the Champions League, and Mark will be the top scorer in the Champions League for the second consecutive year! Absolutely"

"Can you guess? Can you? Just six years ago, Liverpool's Cocoby, Marco and they picked up a superstar for nothing, and Liverpool ushered in their new generation of kings! ”

"Phew, Camp Nou, I find that I love it to death, because it is great, and it witnesses even greater!"

After being silent for a long time, his voice finally eased up, and Peterson, whose face was flushed, finally shouted unscrupulously, and no one was more qualified to say these words than him.

Because he has witnessed the teenager's rise at the speed of light from the moment he came out, he conquered Old Trafford, he conquered the Bernabeu, and now, he is conquering the Camp Nou.

God, he's more alien than an alien, he can score from anywhere on the pitch.

If it weren't for the fact that the game was not over, all the Liverpool coaches and players would have to run up to the pitch and hug Mackin for a few kisses, and now only the players on the pitch are shouting around him in the center circle.

Makqin opened his arms, right where he shot, looking up at the sky, like the statue of Christ the Savior in Rio de Janeiro, looking at the Camp Nou, looking at the crowd of 100,000 people.

Satisfaction, and enjoyment.

Nothing could have been more perfect, and he used one of the ways he did best, killing the game, killing all the hopes of the 100,000 people in the stadium.

It's not about hatred, it's just the success and defeat brought about by competitive sports, maybe one day he will be transferred to the position of the loser, but not today!

Today, he is the king of this place, the lord of this place!

"My God, for Liverpool, Mark is the Jesus who came into the world, look at the way he enjoys, yes, he's enjoying, under the eyes of hundreds of thousands of people, he's enjoying ......"

"Shh......hhh

"Shh......hhhh............h

"Oh ......", the Liverpool players don't care so much, Kuyt and Gerrard directly lifted his legs to resist him, you can imagine how excited they are!

So, he was resisted like this, enjoying his face and opening his arms.

Look down on the whole audience.

Today, our king is coming, and the remnant are retreating......

Platini sat down dejectedly, there are still ten minutes left, Barcelona has to score three goals, this is already an impossible task, do they have to award them three penalties in a row?

He shook his head, his face frustrated, could no one change the situation of the Premier League's dominance? Last year it was Manchester United vs Chelsea and today it is Chelsea vs Liverpool.

Hell, the Premier League, it seems that the Financial Fair Play Act must be pushed forward as soon as possible, otherwise what is the point of the existence of the Champions League? , everybody went to watch the Premier League.

Valdés sat on the grass dejectedly, and the ball that jumped out of the door behind him fell quietly behind him, as if he was grinning and laughing at him again.

How many people have died under his damn hanging, Van der Sar, Casillas, now it's his turn, knowing that he likes to hang, why do you still attack!

Remorse was like a poisonous snake, tearing at his heart.

Guardiola sat back in the coach's seat, holding his head in his hands, not knowing what he was thinking, he lost, there was no hope, but he lost to Mackqin, he had a little relief, at least it proved that he didn't look away.

The board of directors who refused to raise the price again and thought that Marken was not worth so much money now, what do you think now, the retribution is coming so quickly, even if you go to take out a loan of 100 million, you will have earned it back now, and now, we have lost the Champions League.

Not only that, but you also lost the dynasty of the six crowns this year, but he didn't know it.

Florentino's eyes lit up in front of the TV, and Zidane sat next to him, "This is the Mark you never forget?" It's really remarkable, especially at such a young age."

Zidane smiled slightly, "He can be cultivated as the core of Real Madrid's midfield for more than ten years in the future, and looking at him now, he works well with Alonso"

Florentino nodded, "Alonso is not bad, we are Spaniards, we want to bring in superstars, but also localize, this is the basis of Real Madrid"

Zidane is not surprised, Florentino's return in the summer is inevitable, and the team will inevitably face a purge in the summer, which is also inevitable.

"Shall we make an offer for the summer? I can go and talk to him first."

Florentino frowned and shook his head, "It's not summer, we have already negotiated with Ronaldo and Kaka's economists, it is impossible to make any changes, one is the credibility problem, and the other is that it will offend those big-name agents, and these superstars will introduce too many at one time, and they will not have to play in the future"

"What's more, in the summer, we can't raise so much money, if Mark can win the Champions League this year, at least 100 million starts, Real Madrid wants to buy, it must be the most expensive, but you can keep in touch with Mark first, tell him our intentions, we won't let him wait too long"

Yes, superstars, too many giant stadiums, fell at the feet of Mackqin, and it was his current superstar that he became a superstar.

At this time, Camp Nou, on one side is him, on the other side is Messi, two superstars, opposite each other.

……

'There were no surprises, unless the referee gave Barcelona three penalties in the head, there could be no more surprises, Liverpool are making history by reaching the final three times in five years,' said McManaman.

Peterson soothed his excitement and nodded, "No one expected this result at the beginning of the season, although Benitez is gone, I think I still have to thank him, he has laid a solid foundation for Liverpool"

Before the game restarted, Liverpool replaced Torres, who was already running with cramps, with Valle, who was running through the field countless times in front today, and he had to chase every ball.

It was his countless runs that brought him back to the Barcelona.

Valle knew what he was going to do, and his team-mates ignored him, because after the restart, Barcelona began to attack with a suicidal attack, leaving only Abidal behind.

Liverpool recovered all the way and retracted all of them near their big penalty area, the difference of three goals, not to defend at this time, and even more when.

Messi is already red-eyed, he can't accept being here, this Camp Nou, being beaten in this way, he wants to regain his dignity.

"Messi, Messi, he's here again......"

"Look at him, watch him, don't get your feet down, pay attention to the movements......"

Liverpool's shouts came and went, because Barcelona were really bombarding them this time, and Sami Lee and Hugh McOle were tangled on the sidelines.

Liverpool still have a substitution, and now there are four people on the field wearing yellow cards, namely Enrique, Kuyt, Mack, Gerrard, Enrique and Kuyt, the final is definitely not available, don't think about it, but whether to change Mackqin or Gerrard, they hesitated.

Who doesn't want to participate in the finals, of course, it's best not to have any accidents, but if you are afraid of anything, you must change the insurance first.

"Change Mark", Sammy Lee concluded, "it's best that Gerald is okay, even if it's the worst outcome, I think he'll understand"

"Hmm", Hugh McAuray nodded helplessly, this game has been played to this point, there are several yellow cards on both sides, except for the goal that was blown away, Liverpool has nothing to blame, the rest, it depends on God's will.

"Messi, shoot ......, phew, off the post, Barcelona are going crazy", said Peterson, "substitution, Liverpool substitution again, Bruno replaces the hero Mark"

Mackin looked up, hugged Gerrard nearby, and then slowly walked down the field, clapping his hands to the stands, not for the Barcelona fans, but for the fans of his own team, although he could not see them.

"Let's celebrate the victory later", Hugh McAuray put his coat on him and patted him on the shoulder, "Good job", Mark Qin was hearty and hugged Hugh McAurey.

At this moment, the passion was already surging in his heart, just waiting for the whistle to blow.

"Goaaaal......, Messi, he scored another goal, he scored a hat-trick, the game has already started stoppage time, there are six minutes left, Liverpool must hold on", exclaimed Peterson.

Ma Qin, who was standing on the sidelines, was nervous, don't let Barcelona turn the tables in the end, it would be a joke.

However, Gerrard did not let this come true, and when Messi came in front of him again to prepare to break into the penalty area, this time Gerrard did not consider wearing a yellow card and letting him go as he did last time.

But just as he was about to foul, someone was one step ahead of him, it was Alonso, and he fell directly to the ground and put the tackle, leaving Messi behind.

"Oh......, Alonso, gave Barcelona a free kick of about 30 meters, Messi has ......, what? Red? Oh, my God? The game is almost over, and the referee pulls out a red card? Peterson exclaimed in disbelief.

Alonso stood up and shook his head, smiled, didn't argue, and slowly walked off the pitch, he did tackle Messi's foot just now.

But none of that matters now, nothing is more important than waiting for it to end!

"Thank you, Xavi (Alonso)," Gerrard patted him on the shoulder, again without arguing with the referee, it didn't make sense, now they were just waiting for the finish!

"Xavi", Mackin said to Alonso from the sidelines, "hard work".

Alonso smiled and patted him on the shoulder, "Take it as my last loyalty to Liverpool, Barcelona is crazy, the referee is going crazy, but fortunately, there is not much time, we won"

"Valle, go back", Sami Lee shouted anxiously at Valle, ignoring this.

"Reina, Reina, he saved Messi's free kick, he made a meritorious service, the game is about to end, Liverpool, don't worry, steady", Peterson shouted loudly, he didn't care about saying anything else, just waiting for the game to end.

The audience was full of boos, but the white beacons could not care about anything else, they were shoulder to shoulder on the sidelines, just waiting for the whistle to blow in revelry.

Reina dragged on for half a day, and of course it turned out to be another yellow card, but the time was almost over.

When Reina's big foot was brought back by an anxious Barcelona and Skrtel's big foot drove the ball off the touchline, Henin finally blew the whistle for the end of the game.

"Ah......h

"Liverpool, Liverpool, they reached the Champions League final again, let's congratulate them, great Liverpool, they performed a miracle again, no one thought they would advance before the game, but they did it", Zhan Jun shouted excitedly.

"Boom ......", the entire city of Liverpool fell into a carnival, European final, European final!

Barcelona bowed their heads and fell silent.

This chaotic, but kingly night, finally came to an end......