Volume 3 Chapter 63 Thick clouds like ink

"This is the real Barça, Barça, they completely suppressed Liverpool", the Catalan commentator roared frantically, because the scene was indeed overwhelming.

"We just took a nap in the last game, and today, Liverpool will know what Barcelona football is", if it weren't for the glass separation between the commentary room and the stadium, this Catalan commentary would not have rushed out.

"Javier (Mascherano), keep an eye on Xavi, don't worry about the rest", Pique, Buzkec, Xavi slipped him and Makqin back and forth in the midfield, Mark fought diligently, and finally blocked Xavi's hidden kick to Butskec's back.

He got up and yelled at Mascherano to motivate his teammates, after all, it is easy to lose the fighting spirit by blindly defending.

With just a dozen minutes into the game, Barcelona had already formed a couple of dangerous shots, and the Camp Nou was too wide for them to block all the gaps.

Barcelona quickly sent a throw-in, "look at the people", and the shouts of the Liverpool players immediately rose high, this is a contest of wills, and it has entered the white heat from the beginning.

"Messi, Messi, his dribbling is a crime", he continued to dribble horizontally, along a diagonal path that almost most people can't see, straight into the box.

"Gerrard, he shook Gerrard, Mark came up, Messi is still dribbling the ball", Peterson has shouted Messi countless times in the past ten minutes.

This is my world, I am the king here, this is not Anfield, the defeat in the last game gave him a huge stimulus, and the gap in the Champions League scorer list also deeply stimulated him.

I'm a winger, I'm a striker, and I can't score as well as a midfielder!

He pursed his lips, his legs dancing like hot wheels, which was a frequency that made Ma Qin daunting, and he didn't have a choice, just followed.

God will always give some people different talents, and one person can't take all the good.

"Messi, pass through ......", it was again the Catalans who shouted, "Iniesta inserted the gap, crossed the ......, Eto'o ......, oops, just a little bit"

"It's just a fight, we threaten, we're going to score sooner or later", he seems to be more Guardiola than Guardiola behind the commentary box.

"The gap between Kuyt and Cahill is a bit big, Messi's accurate through plug is so dangerous," Peterson said with trepidation.

"Oh ......", "......", there was an exclamation from the stadium, followed by a tidal wave of applause, Eto'o slapped the turf alone in the penalty area, regret.

"My fault", Kuyt hurriedly stretched out his hand, but no one blamed him for panting, he had just been deceived by a reverse shake from Iniesta, and he was one position behind.

"Butskec, go forward, put pressure on their back area, pressure", the ball didn't go in, so that Guardiola jumped straight to the feet, "and Messi"

"Huh", a ball flew directly towards him, he caught the football with both hands, and watched Markin run excitedly to reason with the referee.

Liverpool's serve, even if Barcelona's pressing is crazy, they still don't open their feet, they can't easily give up every chance of possession and attack, they must form as many shots as possible.

The ball came to Mackqin's feet with two or three kicks, but as soon as he wanted to make a move, he was grabbed by the shoulder, and he was pulled backwards.

If it weren't for his alertness to sweep the ball off the touchline before he fell to the ground, it might have been a counter-attack from Barcelona with a break in front of the ball, because Henin didn't blow the whistle and it was Butskec who brought him down.

"Isn't this a foul, he's going to wrestle with me", Ma Qin said excitedly to the referee Henin with his hands behind his back, in fact, he was very calm.

Shaking his head, expected, "I know this is Camp Nou, but this is also the Champions League semi-final, I want you to pay attention to the scale of the blow"

Then without waiting for Henin to say anything, he ran away to defend Barcelona's throw-in, a lot of fairness, you have to rely on yourself to fight, don't wait for something to happen before you know the pressure.

He also grabbed Butskec's shoulder, and used the same action to make the youngster who had just received the ball and was about to reverse the ball make a mistake, and kicked it to Gerrard.

Henin hesitated, and it was this hesitation that allowed Liverpool to play the most dangerous attack since the opening.

'Gerrard, he's got the ball, Butskec's mistake', Peterson shouted, 'good chance, Liverpool break the ball in midfield'

This is also something that Barcelona did not expect, Gerrard quickly cut inside with the ball, and went directly to the heart of Barcelona, and Mack quickly cut towards the wing left by Gerrard.

Trident, start at the same time.

"It's a foul", Pep Guardiola jumped to the side of the fourth referee, but the ball would not wait for him, Pique did not expect Butskec to concede the ball so easily.

"Gerrard, he went straight to the top of the arc of the penalty area, Yaya Toure came up, Gerrard slashed, Mark, it was Mark, Alves was chasing back like crazy, Liverpool's counterattack was too fast"

Mackin didn't dribble the ball, and the moment the ball arrived in front of him, he slid straight to the sideline of the penalty area, and the arc flew past Alves' sliding tackle.

"Good ball, over the top of Abidal, Torres, rush to the top ......", Peterson exclaimed excitedly, this should be a bloody kill, "Oops, Valdés, he actually blocked it with his hand"

"Oh ......, ......", a huge relief came from the stadium, and Abidal quickly protected the ball for Valdés, who had risen, to pounce on it.

"Oops", McManaman also held his head in his hands, "Torres is a little bit right, if this goal is scored, Liverpool will have a huge advantage", and Torres also held his head in disbelief, he also thought it was a must-score.

"It's a foul foul", Guardiola is still jumping, if he also has a punk head, he will never lack passion on the sidelines, but he can't care about shouting.

"Back to the defense", the mournful shout seemed to penetrate the field, and both Macqin and Gerrard yelled and ran towards their own half, because Valdés, who got up, threw the ball to Messi in the midfield.

It's a game that doesn't stop for a moment.

Dangerous! , Mackin desperately chased back to the left side of his side, because Gerrard had already come up, and there was only one Enrique in front of Messi.

Messi didn't stop the ball at all, followed the ball that Valdés ran over, stopped directly, and went directly to the hinterland of Liverpool along the right side.

Enrique also retreated, he knew that Messi with the ball, he alone could not be broken, in these two games, he sacrificed the forward insertion, sacrificed the attack, just to limit Messi, not to prevent Messi.

"Enrique, he's following back, that's right, don't just kick down, just delay it and buy time for your teammates to defend"

The Red and Blues swarmed from their own half to Liverpool's half, and the two sides collided back and forth like pinballs bouncing rapidly from a tight distance.

The side that collapses in the end, lose!

Messi pursed his lips again and rushed straight towards Enrique, because he moved too quickly, and he had absolute confidence to touch the ball first against any defender.

So Enrique had to retreat, he caught a glimpse of the white line in the corner of the big penalty area, and he couldn't retreat anymore, and Gerrard, who was back to defend, was still a few meters away, and Alonso blocked it.

A rapid change of direction, it doesn't take time, this is Messi.

I saw him flick his left foot, as if he was about to cut inside, and when Enrique's center of gravity just changed, he directly connected a smash, and then quickly broke through to the bottom line.

Enrique fell in response, but there was no one behind him, and letting Messi pass would mean a crime, and then he fell towards Messi's legs without hesitation.

"Enrique, Enrique, Messi, can't let it, Enrique, phew, fortunately, it's outside the big penalty area", Peterson was already nervous and couldn't help himself.

"Toot ......", the referee ran over with a yellow card and gave Barcelona a free kick.

'It's a shame Enrique, it's a tactical foul of last resort to get Liverpool into the final and he won't be able to participate, but we have to pay tribute to his bravery,' said McManerman.

"Red card, red card", the Camp Nou fans were indignant, they felt that everyone who fouled their player deserved a red card, but Henin did not dare because the game was less than twenty minutes long.

Mackin and Gerrard, who ran for most of the half, were panting, Mackin just stopped, still helpless for this foul, this is Messi's strength, there is no way.

But then his eyes tightened, "Defend, defend!" ”

Because Messi, who got up, didn't say anything, but drove the ball directly to Eto'o, who pulled out of the penalty area, and then wiped Enrique, who had just gotten up, and directly inserted it into the penalty area.

The field moved from static to colored, and Henin had just finished writing his name on the yellow card, looked at it, and did not say anything, Platini had a smile on his face.

Sometimes you don't really need to do much, you just need to be within the rules, and there are a lot of stories.

Eto'o made a one-two combination with Messi as soon as he hit a straight stopper, and Agger and Enrique in front of him were all erased.

"Messi, he got into the box, Barcelona free-kick was fast, the referee didn't blow the whistle, the danger was ......", Peterson shouted.

Countless fans watching the game in Liverpool put their hands in their mouths in front of the TV, and then suddenly reacted and scolded Henin with countless middle fingers.

"Stop him", Reyna moved to the near corner in fear, Skrtel quickly went over to block, and at this moment, Liverpool's neat and orderly defensive formation was finally torn open.

Messi, who entered the ribs of the penalty area, was unstoppable, and with a slight change of direction with his left foot, he flashed past Skrtel who pounced on the tackle, and then pumped the ball with his left foot.

Fast, too fast!

"Messi, Messi, Messi...... Western ......, Goaaaaal ......, Barcelona, Barcelona, Barça ......", the whole Camp Nou and Catalonia went completely crazy.

Messi must have reflected on his last shot, this time he pumped a straight shot into the top corner of the goal, and the ball slashed past the half-crouched Reina's head and into the goal.

Reina's hand was raised, too close, too fast, to be stopped by man.

"......Boom", the Camp Nou, which had been brewing for more than 20 minutes, finally exploded, the flags flew, the noise rioted, and the followers ran wildly on the sidelines, Leo and Messi.

It is rare to see Messi, who is ashamed to shoot, so excited, so hideous, but he doesn't want to be defeated by Liverpool, let alone Mackqin.

After losing the last game, he was under a lot of pressure because in the last game, he had the most shots on goal but did not score a single goal, and the media thought he was not good at playing away games in the Champions League.

How he didn't have anger to vent.

"Isn't it a violation this time?" Not surprisingly, Liverpool players surrounded Henin en en masse in protest, and Sammy Lee also fought with the fourth referee on the sidelines.

It's a game where you can't give in the slightest, the game.

Henin continued to shake his head, signaling that he did not blow the whistle and said that this free kick must wait for his whistle, this kind of penalty is always between the two and the referee's thoughts.

So the protest is just futile, but this process will always put a heavy pressure on Henin's head, letting him know that Liverpool is not something he dares to blow casually.

"Whoever fouls, the people nearby must stop their fast serve", Gerrard took the opportunity to stop his team-mate and said, "Don't be discouraged, just concede a goal, we will definitely make it to the final!" ”

The thick clouds have become thick ink, just waiting for the scorching sun, when the sky ......