"Goaaaaal......, Messi, Messi", the boiling Camp Nou, the live broadcast was shouting like the roar of an airplane, Guardiola on the sidelines was running in celebration, and all the Barcelona benches jumped out of their seats that were one piece lower than the ground.

For a whole season, they never felt that it was so difficult to break through the door of a team, it was so difficult.

Xavi and Iniesta had few touches of the ball, Messi fell again and again, and he was holding Barcelona alone.

Without Messi, Liverpool would have sent Barcelona home early.

"Alas, this is Messi", Zhan Jun sighed and said, "Sometimes it's really unstoppable, Liverpool just accidentally exposed such a gap, and let him catch it"

"Liverpool have to be careful", Zhang Lu said seriously, "This goal will definitely boost their morale, after all, if they score one more goal, the whole situation will be reversed"

"Captain, you have to work hard, Fernando of Yaya Toure is a little uncomfortable, I want him to go to Abidal to be more active and active, you have to push on the left and in the middle", taking advantage of Barcelona's lack of return, Mack Qin pulled Gerrard and said.

Gerrard nodded, and he saw it too, so this time he walked to the center circle and teed off Torres, and whispered for a while, who nodded.

Mackin received Gerrard's return ball, watched Eto'o and Messi come quickly, did not rush, turned and kicked back to right-back Cahill.

Now they need to be steady, not to let Barcelona form a continuous attacking momentum, to be honest, Liverpool's midfield, if they play normally, it is not impossible to compete with Barcelona for the ball.

But Barcelona's front three are too individual and too strong one-on-one, and if Liverpool don't shrink, Mackin is not sure they can score more goals than they can score.

This is a helpless choice, only by sacrificing part of his own attack can he better limit Messi, Iniesta, and Eto'o.

Liverpool's right side is the weak side, and Barcelona's left side is also the weak side, and Liverpool poured the ball to this side, and unexpectedly gained some space.

Buzquetz is a match for Mackin today, and when he lets go, he will come over whenever he has the opportunity, even if he has run to the right side of his side.

Several successive transmissions, Iniesta and Xavi's pressing was weak, and gradually attracted the other Barcelona players to come, a feint, with a buckle on the outside instep, he turned his back to avoid the future Professor Bu.

Then he waved his arm down and let Professor Bu try to pull the hand again, but he didn't dare to wave it upward, because he was afraid of hitting Professor Bu's handsome little face inexplicably.

"Mark, nice to get rid of, he is the most stable Liverpool midfielder with the ball right now, only he is not afraid of Barcelona's siege", Peterson is used to praising Mackqin.

Before Xavi could reach out and break the ball, Mack Qin played a pass back in front of Alonso, which was just right for him to swing his leg and pass long.

"Alonso, long pass, good ball, this is for Gerrard", I saw Gerrard and Torres double ghost slapping the goal, one left and one right, and then turned around and ran towards the front.

Gerrard struggled to get through the gap between Yaya Toure and Alves and chased Alonso's ball to the left wing, where Yaya Toure pulled and pulled in an attempt to slow Gerrard's pace.

But Gerard isn't Torres, he's Gerrard!

It's like two fast trucks crashing forward, both of them are not slowing down, but the ball is flying in the direction of Gerrard, and he will definitely get the ball first.

'Gerrard, Gerrard rushed up, Torres suffered a little bit in the first half under Yaya Toure's defence, Liverpool immediately made a change,' McManaman said expectantly.

"Woo", the swift truck changed direction rapidly, and even brought a strong wind, "stop him", that was Guardiola's shout, the rolling ball was directly driven by Gerrard's outside instep into the penalty area, and he wanted to directly use the crushing way to wipe in front of Yaya Toure.

It's so unreasonable, it's so explosive!

"Gerrard, he wiped ......, Yaya Toure, he tackled Gerrard, a foul near the touchline, it should be a yellow card, Gerrard used to be a one-on-one", Peterson shouted angrily.

"None? , Henin's penalty today was too biased, he gave Liverpool too many fouls, and turned a blind eye to such a bad foul from Barcelona? , only to give a free kick? McManaman was already out of anger.

Gerrard questioned Henin loudly, and Mack ran to the penalty spot with the ball in his hands, and he didn't press because he had more important things to do.

"Mark, the free kick is fast open, Torres, beautiful, Mark broke into the penalty area ......", Peterson has already stood up, and Barcelona, who has enjoyed the preferential treatment, did not expect Mack Qin to come with such a hand.

He cut straight into the box from the gap between Alves and Yaya Toure, where Torres stumbled to the ball and then fired a soul-staggering volley over the head of Valdés, who had just hit halfway through, into the back of the net.

"Goaaaaaal...... Mark, wonderful ...... Uh, what's going on, Henin, Henin, he disallowed the goal? hat the F**K！ What the fuck does he want to do? ”

Mak Qin was about to gallop, and then he saw Henin's gesture, I'm Nima!

He ran over angrily and directly joined the team that had surrounded Henin, "Just less than ten minutes ago, you just awarded a free kick to serve, can you give me a reasonable explanation?" ”

Gerrard stopped his angry teammates and questioned Henin loudly again, and Mark Qin jumped out viciously, "Mr. referee, I need an explanation, this ball is not offside, and you didn't signal to wait for your whistle just now!" ”

"I'm about to draw a card, it's a serious foul, you need to wait for my whistle", Xu is blessing to his heart, he regretted it as soon as he punished himself, and came up with such a statement.

Ma Qin stared at his eyes firmly, and beads of sweat even oozed from the side of Henin's bald head, I don't know if he was tired or scared.

This stupid ×, Platini asked the sky speechlessly.

“hat？” , Yaya Toure inexplicably looked at the yellow card that Henin who ran over at him, and said in his heart, "Are you kidding me?"

"Yellow card, but he didn't mean to give a yellow card," Peterson said speechlessly.

"Maybe he has a particularly long brain circuit, which is premeditated, because they don't want to see the final in England again!" McManaman sneered, what he was afraid of now, he dared to say anything, "The referee of this game is just a piece of shit!" , no, the shit is better than him! ”

Everyone was speechless, and Makqin and Gerald were also speechless, especially this thing who came over and raised his whistle, "Listen to my whistle"

I listen to you!

If it weren't for the Champions League semi-finals, Mackin might have punched it over, I'll go to your mother's Platini, he raised a big middle finger in his heart and stabbed the sky.

"Oh...... Mark slid past the free-kick and no one in the box touched the ball," said Peterson regretfully, "it should have been a perfect goal"

But it's useless to say more, and the game has to go on.

Barcelona's attack pressed again, and Butskec's biggest role was to provide them with a fulcrum, and he was better than Yaya Toure and Pique's passes.

'Messi is here again, he's got a pass from Butskec, and I have to say it's a stroke for Pep Guardiola to switch to this youngster today," said Peterson.

McManaman nodded, he also had to admit that the Barcelona system is strong, especially the control of the midfield, Liverpool's restrictions have been done so well, they still have a way, "He partially replaced Xavi's role, Xavi was entangled by Mascherano very dead in these two games, it can be said that it can be said that it is a suicidal marking, and Guardiola can't help it"

"The key is that Liverpool is not afraid of Mascherano in the attacking system, he is dispensable when attacking, he limits Xavi, and Liverpool makes a lot of money"

That's the terrible thing about playing a counter-attacking team, they can waste a lot of manpower to defend, and the attack depends on just two or three people, Mourinho smiled mysteriously at the corner of his mouth in front of the TV.

"Messi, Messi, and Eto'o two-one, Gerrard, Gerrard put the tackle, Messi smashed, Messi fell to the ground, Gerrard's body brought down Messi", the rhythm of the game made Peterson not have the kung fu to drink a sip of water at all.

Often, as soon as this side shoots the goal, the attack from that side comes, and it is dizzying fast.

"......Boom", "Red Card", "Barcelona", the heat of the whole stadium has burned the air is about to catch fire, and the night at Camp Nou is hideous.

Messi sat on the ground, gesturing a "three" gesture in his hand, and then turned into a hand to ask for cards, Henin did not disappoint the great May Tianwang, and pulled out a yellow card at Gerrard.

This time Gerrard did not fight, but firmly guarded the ball, he didn't have time to care about anything else, Mackin ran over with his back to his back, "It's just bringing, he rushed to the ball, it shouldn't be as bad as a yellow card"

"Number 18, if you're questioning my decision, I don't mind giving you a yellow card, your job is to play football, not to be a referee", Henin said sternly.

"Yes, it's your job to give penalties, but it's a game with hundreds of thousands of Liverpool fans watching, and we know this is the Camp Nou," Makqin smiled and stepped back, politely.

"Messi, it was Messi who took this free kick, on the right side of the penalty area, just right for his left foot to hit the goal", Peterson said nervously, "Liverpool should pay attention to defense"

Guardiola looked at Messi in front of the wall with his pocket, and looked forward to it, since he gave the core to Messi, then the most critical moment can only be Messi, and Messi did not disappoint him.

"Goaaaaaal......, Messi, Messi, the free kick goes straight to the goal, Barcelona equalizes the aggregate score, the situation is reversed, the great Barcelona ......", the Catalan commentator roared out in anger, madness, and the whole Camp Nou erupted like a volcano.

Ma Qin at the top of the arc of the big penalty area shook his head helplessly, this kind of ball really can't be stopped, the rapid arc is hanging in the dead corner, Reina hit the goalpost, and he didn't save it.

"We only need one goal, just one", was Gerrard again, his shout sounding at the right time to encourage his team-mates not to give up.

Guardiola excitedly skated and knelt on the sidelines to celebrate, excited, only he knows how difficult it is to score Liverpool's goal, and at this time he can only rely on Messi!

"Come on, head up, we haven't lost yet", Sami Lee shouted a rare time on the sidelines, knowing before they came here that it was not so easy to conquer.

They expected everything, they expected the atmosphere in the stadium, they expected Barcelona's change of formation, and even expected the referee, since they were prepared, there was nothing unacceptable, so they fought until the last moment and then saw who could really kill us.

"Just like the fight just now, we have already played the threat of counterattack, Yaya Toure's action will definitely not dare to be so big", Makqin also clapped his hands and shouted, the Red Army players looked ahead one by one, this is not a game, but a war!

"With less than ten minutes left in the first half, Liverpool is now in a very delicate situation", Zhan Jun explained, "If they can score a goal, the situation that Barcelona just pulled back will be reversed, and if they are scored by Barcelona again, it will be really dangerous"

"The change of formation in Guateirao in this game finally liberated Messi", Zhang Lu said, "and today's referee's whistle is also a bit biased, Liverpool is not easy to play"

It's not good to play, you have to play, at Camp Nou they can't stop Barcelona's goal, but you don't want to stop us completely!

The game entered a more scorching white heat, and even seemed to rise steam, which was the sweat left behind by the players on the field who ran and collided with each other.

Time is passing minute by minute, Barcelona wants to make persistent efforts to completely defeat Liverpool, and Liverpool is like a poisonous snake waiting for an opportunity, brewing to sacrifice his life!

Butskets didn't expect to play in such an important game, he was excited, he was just twenty-one years old, and this is Barcelona, it's Camp Nou.

His job was simple, pick up and give Messi, or Iniesta, and Guardiola gave him the task of making sure he could get the pass from every player in midfield, so he ran and ran until he met Macklin.

"Mark, he broke the ball, he didn't take the Butskecs feint and stabbed the ball to Gerrard," Peterson exclaimed.

Butskec also wanted to habitually turn his back and push the ball to the left, but a foot stretched out from his back and stabbed the ball directly, and he immediately fell to the ground with an exaggerated scream.

The referee who ran past him, Henning, glanced at him, you are sick, he didn't raise his hand, he just stretched out his foot and stabbed away the ball you let him over, how can you let me judge!

"Get up for me, go back to defense", Guardiola shouted angrily at Buzketz not far away, now you still have the time to do this for me, people have fought back!

"Liverpool, fight back! Golden opportunity! , now it's three against three", Peterson rekindled hope, all it takes is one, just one goal!

"Shhhh......h

Fear them, fight back!

"Gerrard, Gerrard, he took the ball straight to the middle of the penalty area, Liverpool's three sharp knives, left, center and right, three arrows again, very fast"

Makqin did not go to Gerrard's side again this time, but made a change, running directly to the right, Abidal's defensive zone.

Pique and Abidal fought and retreated, Gerrard approached directly with the ball, Pique chased back frantically behind him, and he seemed to feel the breath of the last game again, as well as fear.

It's these three people again, and it's them again, and it's turning the world upside down.

"Gerrard, through pass, Torres, he's diagonally, good chance, Yaya Toure is raising his hand, the linesman doesn't raise the flag, no offside, no offside, Torres, ...... chance", Pietersen was already roaring.

Torres slid the ball in the right instep of the ribs and headed straight at Valdés, then pushed his left heel straight into the far corner just halfway through his shot.

"Torres, shot...... Valdés, touch with his foot, and the ball rolls towards the far post......"

Torres chuckled inwardly, and when he saw Valdés touch it, he said that he was going to suffer, but there was a white figure that quickly plugged in at the back point, and it turned on its maximum speed.

He runs day by day, and he flies like the wind.

"And, Mark, it's Mark......"

Abidal turned around again as he had played in the previous game, and when he saw the boy rushing towards him, there was a hint of horror in his eyes.

Pep Guardiola saw the whole process of the player's movement and the movement of the ball, he tensed his body, clenched his fists, but he couldn't do anything.

Only the flustered boos of the audience could accompany the black-haired boy at this moment, and as soon as he approached the small penalty area, he threw himself.

Shovel, shovel to the ball, shovel to the sun, shovel out a big, hope!

"Boom ......", that is Liverpool's countless bars, "Goaaaaal ......", this is the roar of Peterson, Zhan Jun, and countless British commentators.

"Woo ......", Makqin, who turned back and got up, spread his wings as hard as iron, directly cutting through the sky covered by the thick clouds at Camp Nou, and sprinkling a dazzling sunshine.

This is Camp Nou, yes, I know, but so what?

"Ah......", Torres, Gerrard, all the Reds players are running wildly with Mark, soaring in this low pressure, you can't prevent our goals.

If we add one, you will add two!

"Boom", Makqin, who was standing on the sidelines, smashed his fist into the sky, did he dare to blow this goal? Do you dare to go wild again, this split cloud has leaked a little crack.

The sun will eventually shine through this cloud, and return the world to a scorching sun, and return him to a bright and bright future......